Retro-Songteksten: Evergreens, Classics, Old-Time Favourites, Hits Uit Onze Jeugd
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There's A Coach Comin' In Composer(s): Alan Jay Lerner - Frederick Loewe Performer(s): Harve Presnell
There's a coach comin' in! There's a coach comin' in! Comin in! Comin in! Comin in! Comin in! Comin in!
There's a coach comin' in If you listen you can hear A clip, up and over the hill And the sound that you hear Is as good to your ear As the call of a wild whippoorwill
There's a coach comin' in You can feel it gettin' near All at once, and it bursts into veiw And it looks to your eye Like it fell from the sky Like a coach full of dreams come true
For it's bringin' me eyes that are moonlight And it's carryin' lips that are wine (kiss sound) And it's comin' with arms that are pillows And this evening it all will be mine
There's a coach comin' in Can you smell it like a steer? Yet the soap tub remains far away From the socks from your feet From the socks from your feet Rake your hair till it's neat Rake your hair till it's neat There's a coach comin' in There's a coach comin' in today!
There's a coach comin' in Hurry! Hurry! Do ya hear? With a cargo of joy from Paree Drop the tables and chairs Get them beds up the stairs And be sure every lock has a key
For it's coming with girls who buy perfume Who wear powder and rouge from Paree Who will have to go somewhere to get them And that somewhere to go, will be me
There's a coach comin' in And it's flyin' like a deer Thank the Lord, there's relief on the way Packed with all of your hearts Packed with all of your hearts More than half dozen tarts More than half dozen tarts There's a coach comin' in There's a coach comin in today!
There's a coach comin' in If you listen you can hear it A clip, up and over the hill And the sound that you hear Is as good As the call of the wild whippoorwill
For it's bringin' me eyes that are moonlight And it's carryin' lips that are wine It's comin' with arms that are pillows And this evening it all will be mine
There's a coach comin' in If you listen you can hear it A clip, up and over the hill And the sound that you hear Is as good to your ear As the call of the wild whippoorwill
There's a coach comin' in You can feel it gettin' near All at once, and it bursts into veiw And it looks to your eye Like it fell from the sky Like a coach full of dreams come true
For it's bringin' me eyes that are moonlight And it's carryin' lips that are wine And it's comin' with arms that are pillows And this evening it all will be mine
There's a coach comin' in Now it's flyin' in the clear And the sun almost closes the day Now there ain't pots of gold Now they're all livin' gold There's a coach comin' in There's a coach comin' in And it's here!
Cool The Engines Composer(s): Brad Delp; Tom Scholz; Fran Sheehan Performer(s): Boston
Now I like takin' off Don't like burnin' out Every time you turn it on Makes me want to shout We keep getting hotter Movin' way too fast If we don't slow this fire down We're not gonna last
Cool the engines Red line's gettin' near Cool the engines Better take it out of gear
I'm no fool I'm gonna keep it cool and take it day by day We won't know where we might go 'Till we take it all the way
Take me for a ride Take me all the way Take me where I've never been Someplace I can stay Don't get yourself too hot Don't get yourself too high If we don't take it easy now We can kiss it all goodbye
Cool the engines Slow this rocket down Cool the engines Why don't ya take a look around
I'm no fool, gonna keep it cool Take it day by day We won't know where we might go 'Till we take it all the way
Cool the engines Cool the engines Goin' over the line Goin' off the dial Runnin' out of time And it's gettin' wild
Got flashin' lights Goin' 'round and 'round Until we get it right Better cool it down Better cool it down
Cool the engines
And now we're on our way No need to hurry just to get from day to day And I, oooh, I know We don't have to run that hard to get where we can go
There's A Cabin In The Pines Composer(s): Billy Hill Performer(s): Ray Noble & His Orch. and multiple other artists
Theres a cabin in the pines, hidden in the wild wood Wrapped in honeysuckle vines Where a mellow moon is always shining Shining on my cabin in the pines
Theres a sweetheart in the pines writing me a letter I can read between the lines I can see she longs for my returning To my little cabin in the pines
Whispering breeze, whisper to my love Tell her Ill come back some day Say that Im blue, broken hearted too Sorry that I went away
Theres a cabin in the pines meant to be a love nest Down among the Carolines Is it any wonder Im so lonely Longing for my cabin in the pines
Cool Papa Cool Composer(s): Francis Cabrel Performer(s): Francis Cabrel
Cool papa cool C'est pas parce que ton rêve s'écroule Qu'il faut que tu tires dans la foule autour de toi Cool papa cool On n'est pas fait du même moule Toi, t'es rocher, moi pierre qui roule On ne choisit pas Ta fortune éclate Tes prêtres se battent Juste en bas de chez toi Ta fille se shoote Ton fils fait la route Et ta maîtresse reçoit Y a tes héros qui sautent Y a des mendiants qui votent Y a ta femme qui boit Y a plus de cathédrales Y a des stars en sandales Et personne les croît
Cool papa cool C'est pas parce que ton rêve s'écroule Qu'il faut que tu tires dans la foule autour de toi Cool papa cool On n'est pas fait du même moule Toi, t'es rocher, moi pierre qui roule On ne choisit pas Tous les traîtres t'embrassent Ton pavillon de chasse Est plein de juges hors la loi Y a les huissiers qui sonnent Y a dieu au téléphone T'as du sang sur les doigts Le temps te bouscule Ton image brûle Mais ne t'en fais pas Faut que tu comprennes Que dans dix ans à peine C'est peut-être à moi qu'on dira...
Cool papa cool C'est pas parce que ton rêve s'écroule Qu'il faut que tu tires dans la foule autour de toi Cool papa cool On n'est pas fait du même moule Toi, t'es rocher, moi pierre qui roule On ne choisit pas Cool papa cool C'est pas parce que ton rêve s'écroule Qu'il faut que tu tires dans la foule autour de toi Cool papa cool
Rules Of The Game Composer(s): Billy Sherrill Performer(s): Billy Sherrill
The first time, the first time you made me blue I should have stayed away, stayed away from you But I just didn't know the rules of the game
And many times like the time before You know you made me cry but I came back for more Still I didn't know the rules of the game
Now I know somebody, someone's gonna make you blue And you're gonna need someone to tell your trouble to But there'll be one you know who'll always come to you Guess I'll never know the rules of the game
There's A Boy Coming Home On Leave Composer(s): Jimmy Kennedy Performer(s): Flanagan & Allen and multiple other artists
There's a boy coming home on leave There's a girl wants him home on leave She'll meet him right at the station And will she tell all the Nation
There's a boy coming home on leave And his heart will be on his sleeve They'll have a grand celebration When he comes home on leave
And as they meet, he'll tell her how he's missed her That's after he's kissed her And then they'll talk about that wedding morning They'll plan a honeymoon, the Army can't wait till June
There's a boy coming home on leave He'll enjoy coming home on leave They'll make it ten days of heaven When he comes home on leave
Allen: Bud, isn't it wonderful coming home on leave?
Flanagan: Yes, Ches, we'll soon be in Victoria Station What's the first thing you gotta do when you get in? As soon as you see the Missus, what're you gonna do?
Allen: The first thing, Bud, I'm gonna kiss the Wife
Flanagan: Are ya? And the second thing?
Allen: Well, take me pack off What about you, Bud?
Flanagan: Well, I'm goin' straigt in to the Missus and I'm gonna say "There's something I want!", send the kids to the pictures And when the kids are gone to the pictures, you know what I'm gonna ask her?
Allen: No, Bud
Flanagan: How ya been gettin' on for bacon?
Both: Ha-ha-ha-ha
And as they meet, he'll tell her how he's missed her That's after he's kissed her And then they'll talk about that wedding morning They'll plan a honeymoon the Army ????? in June
There's a boy coming home on leave He'll enjoy coming home on leave They'll make it ten days of heaven When he comes home on leave
Cool Night Composer(s): Paul Davis Performer(s): Paul Davis
I sometimes wonder why All the flowers have to die I dream about you And now -- Summer's come and gone And the nights they seem so long Come on over tonight Come on over
It's gonna be a cool night Just let me hold you by the firelight If it don't feel right you can go
Oh-- when the cool night brings back memories Of a good life when this love was not so old
Oh-- I won't talk about the past How love's supposed to last forever And you -- Don't have to take a stand Lay out any plans Come on over tonight Come on over
It's gonna be a cool night Just let me hold you by the firelight If it don't feel right you can go
It's gonna be a cool night Just let me hold you by the firelight If it don't feel right you can go ...
When Britain first, at Heaven's command Arose from out the azure main Arose from, arose from out the azure main This was the charter, the charter of the Land And Guardian Angels sang this strain
Rule Britannia, Britannia rule the waves! Britons never, ever, ever shall be slaves Rule Britannia, Britannia rule the waves! Britons never, ever, ever shall be slaves
The nations, not so blest as thee Must, in their turns, to tyrants fall Must, in their turns, to tyrants fall While thou shalt flourish great and free The dread and envy of them all
Rule Britannia, Britannia rule the waves! Britons never, ever, ever shall be slaves Rule Britannia, Britannia rule the waves! Britons never, ever, ever shall be slaves
Still more majestic shalt thou rise More dreadful from each foreign stroke More dreadful, dreadful from each foreign stroke As the loud blast, the blast that tears the skies Serves but to root the native oak
Rule Britannia, Britannia rule the waves! Britons never, ever, ever shall be slaves Rule Britannia, Britannia rule the waves! Britons never, ever, ever shall be slaves
Thee haughty tyrants ne'er shall tame All their attempts to bend thee down All their, all their attempts to bend thee down Will but arouse; arouse thy gen'rous flame But work their woe and their renown
Rule Britannia, Britannia rule the waves! Britons never, ever, ever shall be slaves Rule Britannia, Britannia rule the waves! Britons never, ever, ever shall be slaves
The Muses still with Freedom found Shall to thy happy coast repair Shall to thy happy, happy coast repair Blest isle with matchless, with matchless beauty crown'd And manly hearts to guard the fair
Rule Britannia, Britannia rule the waves! Britons never, ever, ever shall be slaves Rule Britannia, Britannia rule the waves! Britons never, ever, ever shall be slaves
There'll Come A Time Composer(s): Eugene Record - Floyd Smith First release by: Betty Everett and multiple other artists
There'll come a time in every girl's life She'll have to cry There'll come a time when the heart Won't take no more She'll have to cry, cry, cry, cry Baby sometimes you see the rich have to cry The poor have to cry You got to cry And I got to cry sometimes I'll say it again Rich have to cry The poor have to cry You got to cry I got to cry, oh yeah
Oh love, oh love, oh love Why you wanna go Away and leave me here to cry When you know I would miss you But oh baby, if you'd please Please come back to me I apologize, if I ever made you cry You see the rich have to cry Poor have to cry You get to cry And I got to cry
Cool Love
Composer(s): Vicki Countryman - Wanda Jackson
Performer(s): Wanda Jackson; Kim Lenz
You've been playin' it cool I've been playin' a fool (ooh wah) Now don't you give me that cool love (give me that cool love) Give me the kind I need (the kind I need) Let's start gettin' with it, baby You're actin' like a square to me (baby!) Well, love's gotta be warm And love's gotta be right And this ain't no ice cube that you're with tonight So don't you dish me out the cool love (give me that cool love) It don't move me at all (move me at all) And if you'd live it up, baby Man, we'd really have a ball (baby!) You've been playin' it cool I've been playin' a fool (ooh wah) Now don't you give me that cool love (give me that cool love) Give me the kind I need (the kind I need) Let's start gettin' with it, baby You're actin' like a square to me (baby!) Now the clock is strikin' one And we ain't had no fun Just throw your arms around me And the night has just begun Now that's a little more like it (a little more like it) Now you're doing all right (doing all right) And if you keep it up, baby I'll see you tomorrow night (see you tomorrow night) See you tomorrow night (see you tomorrow night) See you tomorrow night (see you tomorrow night) See ya! (Yeah)
Rufus Xavier Sarsaparilla Composer(s): Bob Dorough; Kathy Mandry Performer(s): Jack Sheldon
Now I have a friend named Rufus Xavier Sarsaparilla and I could say that Rufus found a kangaroo That followed Rufus home And now tbat kangaroo belongs To Rufus Xavier Sarsaparilla ... Whew! I could say that, but I don't have to Because I have pronouns I can say, He found a kangaroo that followed him home And now it is his You see, he, him and his are pronouns Replacing the noun Rufus Xavier Sarsaparilla A very proper noun And it is a pronoun replacing the noun kangaroo Now comma Now Rufus has a sister named Rafaella Gabriela Sarsaparilla If she found a kangaroo I'd say to you She found a kangaroo that followed her home and now it is hers but I can't say that Because she found an aardvark That fell in love with her and they're so happy
And my name is Albert Andreas Armadillo (No relation to the Sarsaparillas) Because of pronouns I can say I wish she would find a rhinoceros for me And we'd be happy You see, a pronoun was made to take the place of a noun Because saying all those nouns over and over Can really wear you down
Now I could tell you Rafaella Gabriela and Rufus Xavier Sarsaparilla and Albert Andreas Armadillo found an aardvark, a kangaroo and a rhinoceros And now that aardvark and that kangaroo and that rhinoceros belong respectively to Rafaella Gabriela Sarsaparilla and Rufus Xavier Sarsaparilla and Albert Andreas Armadillo Whew! Because of pronouns I can say in this way We found them and they found us And now they are ours and we're so happy Thank you pronouns! A pronoun was made to take the place of a noun Because saying all those nouns over and over Can really wear you down
Sometimes when we take them all on the bus People really raise a fuss They start shouting out pronouns at us Like, "Who brought that rhinoceros on the bus?" And "What made that horrible noise?" And "Which one of them's getting off first?" Who what and which are special pronouns which can ask a question in the sense where you do not know the name of the noun
But I know I have mine and she has hers and he has his You have yours They love us and we love them What's ours is theirs, that's how it is with friends And pronouns, you are really friends 'Cause saying all those nouns over and over can really wear you down
There'll Be Time Composer(s): Michel Legrand - Alan Bergman - Marilyn Bergman
There's a time and place we've yet to know There's a sea we've yet to sail Though we saw the mountain long ago It's a peak we've yet to scale
There's another world we've yet to find It's a world we've yet to lose There's a winding road yet to find And another yet to choose
And there's a tender journey yet to take A sun that waits to rise There are promises we've yet to make Days we'll spend will never end in each others eyes
There will be time enough for everything Time for life, time for love Time for us, time for you And time for me
Cool Jerk
Composer(s): Donald Storball
First release by: The Capitols - 1966
Covered by multiple other artists
Cool Jerk Cool Jerk Cool Jerk Cool Jerk
Well I know a cat who can really do the cool jerk I know a cat who can really do the cool jerk Well this cat that you're talkin' about Has nothing, nothing on me 'Cuz I know I'm the heppest cat The heppest cat that ever could be
Well they see me walkin' down the street The say hey! All them fellas drop to their knees I'm the reason that they don't smirk Cuz they know I'm the queen of the cool jerk
Cool jerk Cool jerk Cool jerk Cool jerk
Okay girls...break it down! Bring it down reeeeeeeaaaalll uh-huh Uh-huh, well that's right
Now, I know a lot of you out there are thinkin' Man, are those girls fools? When way deep down inside You know we're way cool Now Gina, hon, she beats that drum Oh man, she beat it mean That mighty sound will shake the ground C'mon and do your thing
Right now! Oh that sounds good I wanna hear some of that bad, bad bass A one, a two, a one two three four You're playin' baby C'mon everybody I wanna hear you all
Can you do Can you do can you do can you do can you do Can you do can you do can you do can you do Can you do can you do can you do can you do The cool jerk C'mon people Cool Jerk
Well they see me walkin' down the street The say hey! All them fellas drop to their knees I'm the reason that they don't smirk Cuz they know I'm the queen of the cool jerk
Cool Jerk C'mon people Cool Jerk We're runnin' now Cool Jerk Hey, hey Cool Jerk!
There'll Be Some Changes Made Composer(s): Billy Higgins - W. Benton Overstreet Performer(s): Ethel Waters and multiple other artists
They say don't change the old for the new But I've found out this will never do When you grow old you don't last long You're here today and then tomorrow you're gone I loved a man (gal) for many years gone by I tho't his(her) love for me would never die He(she) made some changes that would never do From now on I'm goin' to make some changs too
For there's a change in the weather There's a change in the sea So from now on there'll be a change in me My walk will be diff'rent, my talk and my name Nothin' about me is goin' to be the same I'm goin' to change my way of livin' if that ain't enough Then I'll change the way that I strut my stuff 'Cause nobody wants you when you're old and gray There'll be some changes made
They say the old time things are the best That may be very good for all the rest But I'm goin' to let the old things be 'Cause they are certainly not suited for me There was a time when I thought that way That's why I'm all alone here today Since ev'ry one of these days seeks something new From now on I'm goin' to seek some new things too
For there's a change in the weather There's a change in the sea So from now on there'll be a change in me Why, my walk will be be different, and my talk and my name Nothing about me gonna be the same I'm gonna change my way of livin', and that ain't no shock Why, I'm thinking of changin' the way I gotta set my clock Because nobody wants you when you're old and gray There's gonna be some changes made today There'll be some changes made
Cool It Down Composer(s): Lou Reed First release: The Velvet Underground - 1970
Somebody took the papers And somebodys got the key And somebody nailed the door shut That says hey what you think that you see But me lm down around the corner You know Im lookin for miss linda lee Because shes got the power to love me by the hour Gives me double you l-o-v-e
Hey baby if you want it so fast Dont you know that it aint gonna last Of course you know it makes no difference to me
Somebodys got the time time Somebodys got the right All of the other people Tryin to use up the night But now me lm out on the corner You know Im lookin for miss linda lee Because shes got the power to love me by the hour Gives me double you l-o-v-e
Ooh if you want it so fast Dont you know honey you can get it so fast But of course you know it makes no difference to me
Oh oh oh youd better cool it down You know youd better cool it down You know youd better cool it down You know youd better cool it down
Oh hey if you want it so fast Now lookie baby dont you want it to last But of course you know that it makes no difference to me Oh youd better cool it down You know youd better cool it down You know youd better cool it down
Rue Saint-Vincent Composer(s): Marc Ogéret; Aristide Bruant Performer(s): Yves Montand; and various other artists
Elle avait sous sa toque de martre sur la butte Montmartre un p'tit air innocent On l'appelait rose, elle était belle a' sentait bon la fleur nouvelle rue Saint-Vincent
Elle avait pas connu son père elle avait p'us d'mère et depuis 1900 a' d'meurait chez sa vieille aïeule Où qu'a' s'élevait comme ça, toute seule rue Saint-Vincent
A' travaillait déjà pour vivre et les soirs de givre dans l'froid noir et glaçant son p'tit fichu sur les épaules a' rentrait par la rue des Saules rue Saint-Vincent
Elle voyait dans les nuit gelées la nappe étoilée et la lune en croissant qui brillait, blanche et fatidique sur la p'tite croix d'la basilique rue Saint-Vincent
L'été, par les chauds crépuscules a rencontré Jules qu'était si caressant qu'a' restait la soirée entière avec lui près du vieux cimetière rue Saint-Vincent
Et je p'tit Jules était d'la tierce qui soutient la gerce aussi l'adolescent voyant qu'elle marchait pantre d'un coup d'surin lui troua l'ventre rue Saint-Vincent
Quand ils l'ont couché sur la planche elle était toute blanche même qu'en l'ensevelissant les croque-morts disaient qu'la pauv' gosse était crevé l'soir de sa noce rue Saint-Vincent
Elle avait une belle toque de martre sur la butte Montmartre un p'tit air innocent On l'appelait rose, elle était belle a' sentait bon la fleur nouvelle rue Saint-Vincent
There'll Be No Teardrops Tonight Composer(s): Hank Williams First recording/First release by: Hank Williams - 1948/1949 Covered by multiple other artists
I'll pretend I'm free from sorrow Make believe that wrong is right Your wedding day will be tomorrow But there'll be no teardrops tonight
Ooh, why, oh, why should you desert me Are you doing this for spite If you only want to hurt me Then there'll be no teardrops tonight
I believe that you still love me When you wear your vail of white But you think that you're above me But there'll be no teardrops tonight
Oh shame, oh shame for what you're doing Other arms will hold you tight You don't care whose life you're ruining But there'll be no teardrops tonight
Cool For Cats Composer(s): Chris Difford - Glenn Tilbrook Performer(s): Squeeze
The Indians send signals from the rocks above the pass The cowboys take position in the bushes and the grass The squaw is with the corporal she is tied against the tree She doesn't mind the language, it's the beating she don't need She lets loose all the horses when the corporal is asleep And he wakes to find the fires dead and arrows in his hat And Davy Crockett rides around and says it's cool for cats It's cool for cats
The Sweeny's doing ninety 'cause they've got the word to go To get a gang of villains in a shed up at Heathrow They're counting out the fivers when the handcuffs lock again In and out of Wandsworth with the numbers on their names It's funny how their Missus' always looks the bleeding same And meanwhile at the station there's a couple of likely lads Who swear like how's your father and they're very cool for cats They're cool for cats
To change the mood a little I've been posing down the pub I'm seeing my reflection, I'm looking slightly rough I fancy this, I fancy that, I wanna be so flash I give a little muscle and I spend a little cash But all I get is bitter and a nasty little rash And by the time I'm sober I've forgotten what I've had And everybody tells me that it's cool to be a cat Cool for cats
Shape up at the disco when I think I've got a pull I ask her lots of questions as she hangs on to the wall I kiss her for the first time and then I take her home I'm invited in for coffee and I give the dog a bone She likes to go to discos but she's never on her own I said I'll see you later and I give her some old chat But it's not like that on the TV when it's cool for cats It's cool for cats
