Retro-Songteksten: Evergreens, Classics, Old-Time Favourites, Hits Uit Onze Jeugd
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The Trouble With Me Is Trouble Composer(s): Ernest Tubb Performer(s): Ernest Tubb
The Trouble With Me Is Trouble The kind that keeps hanging around It always comes on the double And trouble will soon get you down
Everything I ever plan always turned out wrong If good luck ever came my way it was on a day when I was gone The Trouble With Me Is Trouble And trouble will soon get you down
The Trouble With Me Is Trouble Its followed me all my life My dreams all fade just like bubbles Ive never known nothing but strife
I was stranded on an isle ten thousand miles from home A rescue ship would pass and think I wanted to be there alone The Trouble With Me Is Trouble And trouble will soon get you down
The Trouble With Me Is Trouble Because fate has been so mean to me It always comes on the double From trouble Ill never be free
If it was raining dollar bills and people were in line Although I was out there first I bet I wouldnt get a dime The Trouble With Me Is Trouble And trouble will soon get you down
Come Up And See Me Sometime Performer(s): Elsie Carlisle
Here am I, Im laying all my cards upon the table Ill be on the level just as far as I am able Open up the goods and I will let you see the label Im strictly on the up and up
Ive got a lot, a lot of what Ive got And what Ive gots all mine I could spare a little share of what Ive got, for you Come up and see me sometime
Youll get a break, a lot o give and take Ive got a brand new line Maybe you would like me to explain it all to you Come up and see me sometime
Come up tonight I think the papers say the moon will be bright They shouldve had it in the columns and all Letters, thats all That youll be falling for me
Cause I am free and you appeal to me How could it be a crime? If you dont have my number Well, my numbers in the book Come up and see me sometime
Ive got a lot, a lot of what Ive got And what Ive gots all mine I could spare a little share of what Ive got, for you Come up and see me sometime
Youll get a break, a lot o give and take Ive got a brand new line Maybe you would like me to explain it all to you Come up and see me sometime
Come up tonight I think the papers say the moon will be bright They shouldve had it in the columns and all Letters, thats all That youll be falling for me
Cause I am free and you appeal to me How could it be a crime? If you dont have my number Well, my numbers in the book Come up and see me sometime
Trolley Song Composer(s): Ralph Blane - Hugh Martin First performance by: Judy Garland - 1944 Covered by multiple other artists
With her high starched collar and her high topped shoes And her hair piled high upon her head She went to find a jolly hour on the trolley And she found my heart instead
With my light brown derby and my bright green tie I was quite the lonesomest of men I started to yen so I counted to ten Then I counted to ten again
Clang, clang, clang went the trolley Ding, ding, ding went the bell Zing, zing, zing went my heart strings For the moment I saw her I fell
Chug, chug, chug went the motor Thump, thump, thump went the brake Thump, thump, thump went my heart strings When she smiled I could feel the car shake
I tipped my hat, I took a seat I said I hoped I hadn't stepped upon her feet "Say, what's your name?", I lost my breath She looked so lovely that it scared me half to death
Oh, buzz, buzz, buzz went the buzzer Pop, pop, pop went the wheels Stop, stop, stop went my heart strings As she started to go then I started to know how it feels When the universe reels
I tipped my hat, I took a seat I said I hoped I hadn't stepped upon her feet I asked her name, then lost my breath She looked so lovely that it scared me half to death
Oh, buzz, buzz, buzz went the buzzer Pop, pop, pop went the wheels Stop, stop, stop went my heart strings As she started to leave I took hold of her sleeve with my hand And as if it were planned She stayed on with me and it was grand just to stand With her hand holding mine to the end of the line
Come Uno Stupido French Title: Me Voilà Seul Performer(s): Charles Aznavour
E sono qui, senza di te Da un giorno all'altro l'ho aspettato Per non saper colmare il vuoto Che avevo aperto tra di noi Forse era gia', scritto cosi' Se stanno insieme tuo malgrado Volevo vivere a mio modo E' giusto se non ci sei piu'
Come uno stupido sto qui E guardo queste quattro mura Come un bambino che ha paura E piu' che piangere non sa' Eccomi solo a dire che La colpa e' mia siamo d'accordo E' il mio carattere balordo Che guasta sempre quel che ho
Le donne non capiscono Bevevo un po', non molto, un poco E a lei non piaceva Avevo i miei amici, è vero Non sono sempre fini i miei amici Ma mi ci trovavo con loro, e a lei non piaceva
E sono qui, da solo si E tutto sembra che mi accusi Basta soltanto che io posi Lo sguardo attorno e vedo te La verita', e' tutta qui Un grande amore non perdona Quando lo ignori ti abbandona Se soffri poi peggio per te
Come uno stupido sto qui Con i miei sogni andati in fumo Il grande amante il super uomo Convinto d'esser chissa' chi Come uno stupido son qui E con l'inutile speranza Ti lascio aperta la mia stanza Ma so che non ritornerai...
The Tricche Tracche
Composer(s): Tuminello
Performer(s): Dean Martin
(The tricche tracche
The tricche tracche
Antonino he can play the tricche tracche)
Cross the sea in Italy, there's somethin' cookin'
Antonino's all the rage-a, he's-a good lookin'
When he plays his tricche tracche Italiano
All the people start to bop Americano
He's the rhythm man and everybody's idol
At amoré he would surely win-a the title
He gets all the signorini prima classé
And a-just-a because he plays a tricche tracche
(Antonino he can play the mandolino
And he also plays the sweetest violino
On his instrument he plays the roll `n rocky)
E com'è si bello when he plays the tricche tracche
(The tricche tracche)
Everybody gathers round this happy fellah
You should see them when they rock the tarantella
If you wonder why this Antonin' is cocky
He's the only one that has a tricche tracche
Antonino he can play the mandolino
And he also plays the sweetest violino
On his instrument he plays the roll `n rocky
E com'è si bello when he plays the tricche tracche
(The tricche tracche))
He's the reason why there's always sunny weather
Antonino plays the bouncy hits together
Even though they like to crazy roll 'n rocky
He's the only one that plays
(La-la-la-la-la-la-la)
How they love him when he plays
(La-la-la-la-la-la-la)
He's the only one that plays the tricche tracche
E' stato un passo breve Tutto e' stato grande Forte immenso e lieve Nella mia vita c'e' un'insolita gioia Che sa chi si comprende Attraverso i gesti di sempre Poi, la fiamma si spande E illumina il tuo sguardo E quello che nasconde Da ieri tu sei diventata grande E sento che tu cambi Questa mia esistenza Nel riportare in me aria di adolescenza Vivendo alla giornata Non conoscevo che un'esistenza vuota Ma adesso accanto a te Io scopro la mia meta segreta Di una vita quieta
Da una vita oscura, fatta di ansie Dubbi, noia, leggi e mura Questa felicita' mi servira' da guida Attraverso i sentieri del tempo E mi riportera' fuori dell'ombra E' un nuovo mattino Che non e' stato mai per me cosi' sereno Se non sapevo piu' che fare della vita E non dormivo mai per vivere di piu' Ritrovo il gusto di sognare E voglio offrire a te La gioia che mi dai Come una rosa, come una rosa Se lo vuoi...
Rock & Roll, Hoochie Koo Composer(s): Rick Derringer Performer(s): Rick Derringer; and various other artists
I couldn't stop movin' when it first took hold It was a warm spring night at the old town hall There was a band called The Jokers, they were layin' it down Doncha know I'm never gonna lose that funky sound Heh! Rock 'n' Roll, Hoochie Koo Lawdy mama light my fuse Rock 'n' Roll, Hoochie Koo Truck on out and spread the news All right I hope ya'll know what I'm talkin' about The way she wiggled that thing, it really knocks me out Gettin' high all the time, but if you're not there too Come on a little closer, gonna do it to you Yeah Rock 'n' Roll, Hoochie Koo Lawdy mama light my fuse Rock 'n' Roll, Hoochie Koo Truck on out and spread the news Yeah!!
'squitas start buzzin' 'bout that time of year She's goin' 'round back, said she'd meet me there We was ballin' in the grass growin' behind the barn Now my ears started ringin' like a fire alarm Rock 'n' Roll, Hoochie Koo Lawdy mama light my fuse Rock 'n' Roll, Hoochie Koo Truck on out and spread the news Done got tired of payin' dues Said goodbye to all my blues Lawdy mama, light my fuse 'n' Roll, Hoochie Koo Truck on out and spread the
The Trial Of Hissing Sid Composer(s): Jeremy Lloyd - Jim Parker Performer(s): Keith Mitchell
Today's a special day For Captain Beaky and his Band Since Hissing Sid's been brought to trial And in the dock he stands Presiding is Lord Justice Pig Who bangs his gavel twice 'Order!' cried the Clerk Said Batty Bat, 'I'll have an ice' 'A good idea' said Timid Toad 'Make mine a lemon tea' 'Just one more word,' said Justice Pig 'And you'll do one to three' 'I won't have talking in my court' 'In law it's called contempt' Said Artful Owl, 'as prosecution' 'I trust I'll be exempt'
Now Captain Beaky and his band That's Rat, Bat, Toad and me Apprehended Hissing Sid Whilst doing villainy Said Justice Pig, 'be more precise' 'What dark deed did he do?' Said Batty Bat, 'before you sat' 'He wiped your seat with glue' Said Justice Pig, 'It's not your turn' 'Your outburst I've deleted' 'But as I've tried to get up twice' 'The Court will all stay seated'
Said Q.C. Crow, 'I must object' 'To rabbits on the Jury' 'The way this case is going on 'My client's stiff with fury' 'What's wrong with rabbits Owl?' said Bat 'They look alright to me' Said Beaky, 'there were 12 just now' 'And now there's 23' '24!' cried Justice Pig, 'There's one more by my chair' Said Q.C. Crow, 'there's little doubt' 'This trial is most unfair' 'And how can all these rabbits' 'Just arrived know good from bad?' 'They can't of course,' said Justice Pig 'Now hands up this one's dad'
'I f-fear we've lost the case,' said Toad Sighed Beaky, 'sad but true' Said Owl, 'there's one charge that will stick' Cried Beaky, 'right, the glue' Then they saw the empty dock 'He's gone,' cried Reckless Rat 'And so has my best overcoat' 'And where's my reckless hat?'
Said Beaky, 'he's disguised himself' 'It's up to us to find him' And as he leapt off through the woods His band were close behind him But though they searched both high and low And all points in between Not a sign of Hissing Sid in Hat and coat was seen
Said Bat, 'I'll fly up in the sky' 'And see if I can spot him,' Said Timid Toad, 'I'll hold my breath' 'And breathe out when you've got him 'The weather's turning warm,' said Owl 'Who needs a hat and coat' 'We could spend all afternoon' 'All happily afloat' 'Good idea,' said Reckless Rat 'Right ho,' said Captain Beaky 'We'll climb aboard my biscuit tin' 'The H.M.S. Most Leaky'
And as they sailed off down the Thames Bat searched with all his might Until he signalled 'S.O.S.' Which means, Snake Out Of Sight Said Beaky, 'shouldn't Toad be green' 'I fear he's turning blue' 'He hasn't let his breath out yet' Cried Rat, 'what shall we do?' Said Owl, 'just pass the pepper pot' 'It's sure to make him sneeze' 'Apart from which, the wind's just dropped' 'We need the extra breeze' Uh-uh-uh-uh--chew!
And guess who watched them disappear From a dark hole where he hid With beady eyes 'neath stolen hat You're right - yes, Hissing Sid
Come Una Malattia French Title: Comme Une Maladie Performer(s): Charles Aznavour
Come una malattia Una febbre sconosciuta Un giorno si abbattuta su me E senza alcun rumore Apri' dentro di me Una ferita che oramai Non si cura, non si cura Forse mai piu'...
Come una malattia Che non si sa' cos'e' Che neanche il tempo riesce a guarire Sul corpo scivolo' Togliendomi cosi' La forza di pensare, di parlare... E ai miei mille perche' La risposta se c'e' e' in me
Si oscuro' il sorriso sul viso E il lume degli occhi miei Sono l'ombra della felicita' All'improvviso..
Come una malattia Qualcosa entro' nel cuore Che neanche il sole mai guari' E cresce a non finire Brucia da morire In giorno come un fior svaniro' Perche' ormai non si cura Non si cura Questo mio amor!
Rock And Roll Waltz Composer(s): Roy Alfred; Shorty Allen Performer(s): Kay Starr; and various other artists
One night I was late, came home from a date Slipped out of my shoes at the door Then from the front room, I heard a jump tune I looked in and here's what I saw
There in the night what a wonderful scene Mom was dancing with Dad to my record machine And while they danced, only one thing was wrong They were trying to waltz to a rock and roll song!
a-one, two, and then rock a-one, two, and then roll They did the rock and roll waltz a-rock, two, three, a-roll, two, three It looked so cute to me I love the rock and roll waltz
a-one, two, and then rock a-one, two, and then roll a-one, two, and then jump It's good for your soul It's old but it's new Let's do the rock and roll waltz
There in the night what a wonderful scene Mom was dancing with Dad to my record machine And while they danced, only one thing was wrong They were trying to waltz to a rock and roll song!
a-one, two, and then rock a-one, two, and then roll a-one, two, and then jump It's good for your soul It's old but it's new Let's do the rock and roll waltz Let's do the rock and roll waltz
The Trees They Do Grow High (Adapted from: Lady Mary Anne - 1792) (Traditional) Performer(s): Joan Baez - 1961
The trees they grow high, the leaves they do grow green Many is the time my true love I've seen Many an hour I have watched him all alone He's young, but he's daily growing
Father, dear father, you've done me great wrong You have married me to a boy who is too young I'm twice twelve and he is but fourteen He's young, but he's daily growing
Daughter, dear daughter, I've done you no wrong I have married you to a great lord's son He'll be a man for you when I am dead and gone He's young, but he's daily growing
Father, dear father, if you see fit We'll send him to college for another year yet I'll tie blue ribbons all around his head To let the maidens know that he's married
One day I was looking o'er my father's castle wall I spied all the boys a-playing at the ball My own true love was the flower of them all He's young, but he's daily growing
And so early in the morning, at the dawning of the day They went out into the hayfield to have some sport and play And what they did there, she never would declare But she never more complained of his growing
At the age of fourteen, he was a married man At the age of fifteen, the father of a son At the age of sixteen, his grave it was green And death had put an end to his growing
I'll buy my love some flannel and I will make a shroud With every stitch I put in it, the tears they will pour down With every stitch I put in it, how the tears will flow Cruel fate has put an end to his growing
Come un ragazzo ho i capelli giù porti il maglione che porti tu e con la cinta mi tengo su i pantalon Come un ragazzo mi ostino un po' e quando guardi negli occhi miei non sono quella che abbassa mai per prima i suoi
Ma poi una ragazzina lo sai che io son per te E che se non ti ho vicino non so cosa far di me
Come un ragazzo ho una moto che tocca i duecento quando mi va ed ho una gang di amici che da retta a me Come un ragazzo per la città cammino e vado di qua e di la non ho paura di gente che ce l'ha con me
Però una ragazzina sarò sempre accanto a te E tu tutto quel che vuoi lo sai che puoi far di me
Come un ragazzo ho i capelli giù porti il maglione che porti tu e con la cinta mi tengo su i pantalon Come un ragazzo mi ostino un po' e quando guardi negli occhi miei non sono quella che abbassa mai per prima i suoi
Però una ragazzina sarò sempre accanto a te
Ma si la tua ragazzina ed e' molto meglio sai cosi
Rock & Roll Queen Composer(s): Mick Ralphs Performer(s): Mott The Hoople; Cobra Verde; Spiders & Snakes
Listen woman you needn't look so stupid when I call your name out loud 'Cause everybody thinks you're a sweet smelling girl with intelligence and you know how I wouldn't want anyone else to know About the way you really are You're just a rock and roll queen You know what I mean And I'm just a rock and roll star
Listen woman you needn't go to bed with everybody that you meet Cause everybody thinks you're a sweet little girl with intelligence in your feet I wouldn't want anyone else to know About the way you really are You're just a rock and roll queen You know what I mean And I'm just a rock and roll star Alright! You're just a rock and roll queen You know what I mean And I'm just a rock and roll star
The Trees In Grosvenor Square Composer(s): Bob Whittam Performer(s): Doreen Lundy & The Radio Revellers
The trees in Grosvenor Square What secrets do they share Our hopes and fears Theyve sheltered through the years Those lovely trees in Grosvenor Square But now the trees are bare No longer do we linger there I heard them sigh the night we said goodbye And whispered a prayer in Grosvenor Square
They seemed to know that my heart travelled with you (Oh London is not the same) The trees with a sigh lift their arms to the sky And softly whisper your name They say please dont despair For sign of spring are everywhere They know that soon Ill find you again With moonlight touching your hair Beneath the trees in Grosvenor Square Those wise old trees The trees in Grosvenor Square
Those wise old trees The trees in Grosvenor Square In Grosvenor Square
Com'è Triste Venezia ((Adapted from: Que C'est Triste Venise (Charles Aznavour) - 1964)) Composer(s): Charles Aznavour - Françoise Dorin - Mogol Performer(s): Charles Aznavour - 1970 and multiple other artists
Versions In Other Languages: 1965 - How Sad Venice Can Be (Charles Aznavour) 1965 - Venice Blue (Bobby Darin) 1965 - Venedig In Grau (Corry Brokken) 1965 - Venecia Sin Ti (Charles Aznavour) 1965 - É Tão Triste Veneza (Agnaldo Timóteo)
Comè triste Venezia Soltanto un anno dopo Comè triste Venezia Se non si ama più Si cercano parole che nessuno dirà E si vorrebbe piangere Ma ormai non si può più Comè triste Venezia Se nella barca cè Soltanto un gondoliere Che guarda verso te E non ti chiede niente Perché negli occhi tuoi E nella mente tua Cè soltanto lei
Comè triste Venezia Soltanto un anno dopo Comè triste Venezia Se non si ama più I musei e le chiese Si aprono per noi Ma non lo sanno Che ormai tu non ci sei Troppo triste Venezia Di sera la laguna Se si cerca una mano Che non si trova più Si fa dellironia Davanti a quella luna Che un dì ti ha vista mia E non ti vede più
Addio gabbiani in volo Che un giorno salutaste Due punti neri al suolo Addio anche da lei Comè triste Venezia Soltanto un anno dopo Comè triste Venezia Se non si ama più
Rock & Roll Music Composer(s): Chuck Berry Performer(s): Chuck Berry; and various other artists
Just let me hear some of that rock and roll music Any old way you choose it It's got a back beat, you can't lose it Any old time you use it It's gotta be rock roll music If you wanna dance with me If you wanna dance with me
I've got no kick against modern jazz Unless they try to play it too darn fast And lose the beauty of the melody Until they sound just like a symphony
That's why I go for that that rock and roll music Any old way you choose it It's got a back beat, you can't lose it Any old time you use it It's gotta be rock roll music If you wanna dance with me If you wanna dance with me
I took my loved one over 'cross the tracks So she can hear my man awail a sax I must admit they have a rockin' band Man, they were blowin' like a hurrican'
That's why I go for that that rock and roll music Any old way you choose it It's got a back beat, you can't lose it Any old time you use it It's gotta be rock roll music If you wanna dance with me If you wanna dance with me
Way down South they had a jubilee The jokey folks they had a jamboree They're drinkin' home brew from a water cup The folks dancin' there are all shook up
And started playin' that that rock and roll music Any old time you use it It's got a back beat, you can't lose it Any old time you use it It's gotta be rock roll music If you wanna dance with me If you wanna dance with me
Don't care to hear 'em play a tango And In The Mood they take a mambo It's way to early for a congo So keep a rockin' that piano
That's why I go for that that rock and roll music Any old time you use it It's got a back beat, you can't lose it Any old time you use it It's gotta be rock roll music If you wanna dance with me If you wanna dance with me
The Treasure Of Love Composer(s): Joeseph Shapiro - Lou Stallman Performer(s): Clyde McPhatter and multiple other artists
The treasure of love is easy to find It's waiting for you if your heart isn't blind The treasure of love is not very far It glows like a fire and it shines like a star It's stronger than diamonds Worth more than gold For this is a treasure that never grows old The treasure of love is found on no chart To find where it is just look in your heart
É Tão Triste Veneza ((Adapted from: Que C'est Triste Venise (Charles Aznavour) - 1964)) Composer(s): Charles Aznavour - Françoise Dorin - Maria Izabel Performer(s): Agnaldo Timóteo - 1965
Versions In Other Languages: 1965 - How Sad Venice Can Be (Charles Aznavour) 1965 - Venice Blue (Bobby Darin) 1965 - Venedig In Grau (Corry Brokken) 1965 - Venecia Sin Ti (Charles Aznavour) 1970 - Com'è Triste Venezia (Charles Aznavour)
É tão triste Veneza No tempo da saudade É tão triste Veneza Se o amor terminou
Busca-se carinho Encontra-se tristeza A curva do caminho Tua sombra apagou
É tão triste Veneza Quando ouço no ar Barcarolas que vem Minha dor realçar O coração se aperta Quando as gôndolas passam Acobertando amantes Que felizes se abraçam
É tão triste Veneza No tempo da saudade É tão triste Veneza Se o amor terminou
Os museus, as igrejas Abrem em vão suas portas Mostrando belezas Inúteis e mortas
É tão triste Veneza A noite olhando o mar Quando se está sozinho E não se quer chorar E quando se ironiza O que ficou pra traz Querendo esquecer O que não se tem mais
Adeus, todos os pombos Que foram tão amigos Ponte dos Suspiros Adeus, sonhos perdidos
É tão triste Veneza No templo da saudade É tão triste Veneza Se o amor terminou
