Retro-Songteksten: Evergreens, Classics, Old-Time Favourites, Hits Uit Onze Jeugd
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There's No Living Without Your Loving ((Italian Version: Lo Stesso Giorno La Stessa Ora (I Camaleonti) - 1966)) Composer(s): Jerry Harris - Paul Kaufman First release by: Gene Pitney - 1964 Covered by multiple other artists
There's no living without your loving, baby I love you too much
If I can't love you till the day I die Then baby, oh baby, what good am I? If I can't reach out & know that you'll be there Then this ol' world ain't spinnin' anywhere
There's no living without your loving Without the magic of your tender touch There's no living without your loving, baby I love you too much
And I wouldn't want to live my life through Knowing in my heart I never will have you Oh, if I can't hold you & kiss you anymore Then what on earth am I living for?
There's no living without your loving Without the magic of your tender touch There's no living without your loving, baby I love you too much
Oh I love you too much Oh much much too much Oh baby
There's no living without your loving Without the magic of your tender touch There's no living without your loving, baby I love you too much
Corrido De Mazatlán Composer(s): José Alfredo Jiménez Performer(s): José Alfredo Jiménez
Hoy que el destino me trajo hasta esta tierra donde el pacífico es algo sin igual es necesario que suene la guitarra para cantarle un corrido a Mazatlán
Yo sé que debo cantar con todo el alma para esta gente que es puro corazón a ver si llega mi canto a la montaña y hasta en el faro se escucha mi canción
Ay que bonito paseo del Centenario ay que bonita también su catedral aquí hasta un pobre se siente millonario aquí la vida se pasa sin llorar
Yo soy fuereño nací de aquí muy lejos y sin embargo les digo en mi cantar que tienen todos ustedes un orgullo el grna orgullo de ser de Mazatlán
Esas mujeres que tienen por mujeres ante las rosas las pueden comparar porque el aroma que tienen los claveles lo tienen ellas y ienen algo más
Y de sus hombre pos'que podría decirles que son amigos y nobles en verdad y sin que olviden sus típicas arañas que lindo es todo lo que hay en Mazatlán
Ay que bonito paseo del Centenario ay que bonita también su catedral aquí hasta un pobre se siente millonario aquí la vida se pasa sin llorar
Yo soy fuereño nací de aquí muy lejos y sin embargo les digo en mi cantar que tienen todos ustedes un orgullo el gran orgullo de ser de Mazatlán
Running Up That Hill Composer(s): Kate Bush Performer(s): Kate Bush; and various other artists
It doesn't hurt me Do you want to feel how it feels Do you want to know, know that it doesn't hurt me Do you want to hear 'bout the deal that I'm making You, you and me
Chorus
And if I only could I'd make a deal with God And I'd get him to swap our places Be running up that road Be running up that hill Be running up that building If I only could oh...
You don't want to hurt me But see how deep the bullet lies Unaware I'm tearing you asunder Ooh there is thunder in our hearts Is there so much hate for the ones we love 'Tell me we both matter don't we You You and me You and me won't be unhappy
And if I only could I'd make a deal with god And I'd get him to swap our places Be running up that road Be running up that hill Be running up that building If I only could oh...
You You and me You and me won't be unhappy C'mon baby c'mon darlin' Let me steal this moment from you now Cone on angel, c'mon, c'mon darling Let's exchange the experience oh
And if I only could I'd make a deal with God And I'd get him to swap our places Be running up that road Be running up that hill With no ploblems
And if I only could I'd make a deal with God And I'd get him to swap our places Be running up that road Be running up that hill With no ploblems
And if I only could I'd make a deal with God And I'd get him to swap our places Be running up that road Be running up that hill With no ploblems.
And if I only could Be running up that hill With no problems
There's No Hiding Place Down Here Composer(s): A.P. Carter Performer(s): The Carter Family; Deborah Robins & Larry Hanks
Sister Mary, she wears a golden chain Sister Mary, she wears a golden chain Sister Mary, she wears a golden chain On every link there's Jesus name There's no hiding place down here
There's no hiding place down ground There's no hiding place down ground Well, I run to the rocks and I hide my face The rocks cried out, No hiding place There's no hiding place down here
I'll pitch tent on the old camp ground I'll pitch tent on the old camp ground I'll pitch tent on the old camp ground I'll give old Satan old more round There's no hiding place down here
Oh, the devil, he wears a hypocrite's shoe The devil, he wears a hypocrite's shoe The devil wears hypocrite's shoe If you don't watch, he'll slip it on you There's no hiding place down here
Corrèque Et Réguyer Composer(s): M. Hély; Paul Maye Performer(s): Edith Piaf
Le grand Totor qu'est en ménage avec Totoche Qui la filoche Et la défend C'est pas un mec à la mie d'pain, poisse à la manque Qui fait sa planque Comme un feignant Comme un chef d'administration Il organise la production Le nécessaire et l'superflu Tout est réglé, tout est prévu Pendant les heur's d'exploitation C'est pas un homme', c'est un démon Mais, en dehors de ses fonctions C'est pas un homme, c'est un mouton
Après l'boulot, si qu'elle veut faire des heures en plus C'est son affaire et dans l'fond ça n'le r'garde plus Comm' dit Totor, ça m'fait pas tort Pour l'argent qu'ell' gagne au-dehors On est d'accord, comm' dit Totor Faut pas s'conduire comme un butor Comm' dit Totor, j'y laisse le droit d'la dépenser À volonté, d'la ramasser ou d'la placer De s'tuyauter, d'boursicoter D'ach'ter d'la rente ou du foncier En suivant les cours financiers Des charbonnages ou des aciers J'ai pas l'droit d'y fourrer mon nez Corrèque... Et Réguyer!
Pendant qu'les autres vont jouer l'pastis à la belote Avec les potes Dans les bistros Totor contrôl' tout c'que la Totoche lui raconte Et fait des comptes Dans son bureau Pour le resquillage et l'boni Avant qu'elle parle il a compris Y a rien à chiquer avec lui C'est pas un homme, c'est un taxi À moins d'erreur ou d'omission À la première contestation La machine à coller des j'tons Est prête pour la distribution
Dans les affair's, quand on s'laiss'faire, on est foutu Comm' dit Totor: Il faut d'abord, quand ça n'va plus Y aller d'autor et taper fort Mais un' fois qu'on a fait du sport Comm' dit Totor, ce s'rait un tort Que de s'conduir' comme un butor Quand qu'c'est réglé, à quoi qu'ça sert d'êtr' rancunier Comm' dit Totor, un' fois qu'il a la main tournée Il lui coll' du taff'tas gommé Et lui dit pour la consoler: Blessée en servic' commandé C'est un accident du métier... Demain, t'iras pas travailler Corrèque Et Réguyer!
Et malgré ça, y a des jours où qu' la môm' Totoche Fait sa caboche Et r'prend l'dessus Ça fait qu'un soir a s'est fait voir avec Tatave Et c'qu'est l'plus grave Totor l'a su! Comm' dit Totor, qu'on soy' bourgeois Barbeau, prince ou n'importe quoi Chacun son bien, chacun son dû Sans ça la morale est foutue C'qui fait qu'en sortant du restaur' Tatav' s'est trouvé d'vant Totor Qui y a dit, les yeux dans les yeux On va régler ça tous les deux
Dans les affair's, quand on s'laiss' faire, on est foutu Mais l'môm' Tatav' y a dit: Totor, j'te comprends pus J'te jure, Totor, t'est dans mon tort Avec la môm' j'ai pas d'remords On est d'accord, et quand on a sort J'y r'fil' cent ball's dans l'collidor Alors Totor y a dit: j'ai rien à te r'procher Tu vois, mon pot', si tu m'avais pas renseigné On s'rait en train d's'entrelarder Mais moi, j'pouvais pas l'deviner Vu qu'a m'a jamais rien donné Final'ment tu peux t'en aller Mais c'est ell' qui va dérouiller Corrèque Et Réguyer!
Running Scared
Composer(s): Roy Orbison - Joe Melson
First recording/First release by: Roy Orbison With Bob Moore's Orch. & Chorus - 1961
Covered by multiple other artists
Just running scared each place we go So afraid that he might show Yeah, running scared, what would I do If he came back and wanted you
Just running scared, feeling low Running scared, you love him so Just running scared, afraid to lose If he came back which one would you choose
Then all at once he was standing there So sure of himself, his head in the air My heart was breaking, which one would it be You turned around and walked away with me
There's No Easy Way Composer(s): Barry Mann Performer(s): James Ingram and multiple other artists
I held her close to me Cause I knew shed break so easily And then I told her But I knew no matter how I tried to console her
Shed just do the best she could But there are times the best is no damn good And no matter how you try to be kind Theres always still a part of you you leave behind
When it falls apart Theres no easy way to break somebodys heart
I lied and told her shed be fine Though we both knew that it was just a line I had to do it Cause Id have said anything to help me get through it
Then she reached out for my hand And her simple touch was more than I could stand And I had to turn away cause I knew All the hurt that she was feeling I was feeling too
Cause when it falls apart Theres no easy way to break somebodys heart
She couldve gotten angry and made me feel like a guilty child But I realized that never was her style I wanted her to hurt me and not treat me like a friend I wanted her to say thered be some day Id come crawling on my knees to ask her back again But she acted like a lady till the end Oh, what a lady
I thought that shed break down But she smiled at me and never made a sound And I guess understood in her way Cause her silence told me everything she could not say
When it falls apart Well, theres just no easy way Theres just no easy way Theres no easy way to break somebodys heart
Running On Empty Composer(s): Jackson Browne Performer(s): Jackson Browne
Looking out at the road rushing under my wheels Looking back at the years gone by
like so many summer fields In sixty-five I was seventeen and running up one-o-one I don't know where I'm running now, I'm just running on
Running on - running on empty Running on - running blind Running on - running into the sun But I'm running behind
Gotta do what you can just to keep your love alive Trying not to confuse it with what you do to survive In sixty-nine I was twenty-one and I called the road my own I don't know when that road turned onto the road I'm on
Running on - running on empty Running on - running blind Running on - running into the sun But I'm running behind
Everyone I know, everywhere I go People need some reason to believe I don't know about anyone but me If it takes all night, that'll be all right If I can get you to smile before I leave
Looking out at the road rushing under my wheels I don't know how to tell you all just how crazy this life feels I look around for the friends that I used to turn to to pull me through Looking into their eyes I see them running too
Running on - running on empty Running on - running blind Running on - running into the sun But I'm running behind
Honey you really tempt me You know the way you look so kind I'd love to stick around but I'm running behind You know I don't even know what I'm hoping to find Running into the sun but I'm running behind
Corporal Clegg Composer(s): Roger Waters First release by: Pink Floyd - 1968
Corporal Clegg had a wooden leg He won it in the war, in 1944 Corporal Clegg had a medal too In orange, red, and blue He found it in the zoo Dear, dear were they really sad for me? Dear, dear will they really laugh at me? Mrs. Clegg, you must be proud of him Mrs. Clegg, another drop of gin Corporal Clegg umbrella in the rain He's never been the same No one is to blame Corporal Clegg received his medal in a dream From Her Majesty the queen His boots were very clean Mrs. Clegg, you must be proud of him Mrs. Clegg, another drop of gin
Running Man Composer(s): Gerry Marsden Performer(s): Gerry & The Pacemakers
Ahhh... Ahh...ahh...ah...
I've travelled the la-and With a guitar in my hand And am I ever open for some fun And I've made some mista-akes Had my share of the breaks Seen the boys on the make and on the run
And I run for home, run as fast as I can Ah-ah, a runnin' man, runnin' for home I run for home, run as fast as I can Ah-ah, a runnin' man, runnin' for home
And I've seen all the frow-owns On the faces of the clowns And the downs that they take just to be free And I've seen all the gir-irls In their pretty frocks and curls But they don't mean a lot to me
So I run for home, run as fast as I can Ah-ah-ah, a runnin' man, runnin' for ho-home Home...
And I've been to the pla-aces In tow-own, where the fa-aces Hang 'round just to stare at each other And I moon with them Screamed out, their rude, Behaved like a baphoo-oon But I soon discovered
And I run for home, run as fast as I can Ah-ah, a runnin' man, runnin' for home I run for home, run as fast as I can Ah-ah-ah, a runnin' man, runnin' for home I run for home, run as fast as I can Ah-ah, a runnin' man, runnin' for home I run for home, run as fast as I can Ah-ah, a runnin' man, runnin' for home I run for home, run as fast as I can Ah-ah-ah, a runnin' man, runnin' for home (hey) I run for home, run as fast as I can Ah-ah-ah, a runnin' man, runnin' for home I run for home, run as fast as I can Ah-ah-ah, a runnin' man, runnin' for home Runnin' for ho-o-o-ome Ru-unnin' for-or home
There's No Business Like Show Business Composer(s): Irving Berlin First performance by: William O'Neal, Marty May, Ray Middleton and Ethel Merman Covered by multiple other artists
The costumes, the scenery, the makeup, the props The audience that lifts you when you're down The headaches, the heartaches, the backaches, the flops The sheriff who escorts you out of town The opening when your heart beats like a drum The closing when the customers won't come
There's no business like show business Like no business I know Everything about it is appealing Everything the traffic will allow No where could you have that happy feeling When you are stealing that extra bow There's no people like show people They smile when they are low Yesterday they told you you would not go far That night you opened and there you are Next day on your dressing room they've hung a star Let's go on with the show There's no business like show business If you tell me it's so Traveling through the country is so thrilling Standing out in front on opening nights Smiling as you watch the benches filling And see your billing up there in lights
There's no people like show people They smile when they are low Even with a turkey that you know will fold You may be stranded out in the cold Still you wouldn't trade it for a sack o' gold Let's go on with the show Let's go on with the show!
Corpo E Alma
((Adapted from: Bridge Over Troubled Water (Simon and Garfunkel) - 1970))
Composer(s): Paul Simon - Kledir Ramil
Performer(s): Kleiton & Kledir - 1983
Versions In Other Languages:
1970 - Comme Un Pont Sur L'eau Trouble (Nana Mouskouri)
1970 - Il Ponte (Flora Fauna Cemento)
1971 - Silta Yli Synkän Virran (Kirka)
1975 - Geh' Mit Mir Durch Den Regenbogen (Peter Horton)
1976 - Most Pres Rozbourené Vody (Helena Vondrácková)
1999 - Ponte Sobre As Águas Turvas (Trio Esperança)
Quando eu era assim Bem menor Não tive afim, sei lá De pensar em nós Agora eu sei e entendo melhor Vidente eu li no céu Vai por mim, somos corpo e alma Meu irmão, meu par
Quando a solidão Se enredar em ti E o coração dançar Conta comigo Eu quero estar, viu A teu lado E haja o que houver Junto a ti, feito corpo e alma Meu irmão, meu par
Sei que a vida vai aprontar E o que vier, azar A dois é fácil segurar Se Deus deixar, viu Meu amigo Vou sempre estar aqui Junto a ti, feito corpo e alma Meu irmão, meu par
Running Gun Composer(s): Jim Glaser; Tompall Glaser Performer(s): Marty Robins; Riders in the Sky
I rode out of Kansas City, going south to Mexico I was running, dodging danger
left the girl that I loved so Far behind lay Kansas City and the past that I had earned Twenty notches on my six gun marked the lessons I had learned
Many times I sold my fast gun for a place to lay my head Till the nights began to haunt me by the men that I left dead Couldn't stand it any longer with the life that I'd begun So I said good-bye to Jeannie and became a running gun
I rode into Amarillo as the sun sank in the west My thoughts in Kansas City and the girl that I love best As I smiled and kissed her gently and then turned away to go Said I'd send for her to meet me when I reached old Mexico
I had barely left the saddle and my foot just touched the ground When a cold voice from the shadows told me not to turn around Said he knew about my fast gun, knew the price paid by the law Challenged by a bounty hunter, so I turned around to draw
I knew someday I'd meet him, for his hand like lightning flashed My own gun stayed in leather as his bullet tore its path As my strength was slowly fading, I could see him walk away And I knew that where I lie today, he too must lie some day
Now a crowd is slowly gathering but my eyes are growing dim And my thoughts return to Jeannie and the home that we had planned Oh, please tell her, won't you Mister, that she's still the only one But a woman's love is wasted when she loves a running gun
There's No Boat Like A Rowboat Composer(s): Irving Gordon Performer(s): Perry Como
Oh, there's no boat like a rowboat for row, row romance an' love...
Hearts will skip an' they'll miss as we kiss in the dark Oh what love we can make on a lake in the park
It's an ocean of devotion a floating dream for two...
Oh, I keep hopin' that the oars will stray so we could drift forever and a day!
'Cause, there's no boat like a rowboat it's row, row rosy for row, row romance in a row, row, rowboat with you!
(Don't wanna steam boat!) that's not my dreamboat (Don't wanna sail boat!) or a whale boat! (Don't wanna tug boat, a chug-a-lug boat!) or an ocean liner on it's way to China!
Oh, there's no boat like a rowboat for row, row romance an' love...
It's an ocean of devotion a floating dream for two...
'Cause, there's no boat like a rowboat in a row, row rowboat with you!
(Hearts could skip an' they'll miss as we kiss in the dark) Oh what love we can make in the lake in the park
(It's an ocean of devotion a floating dream for two...)
Oh, I keep hoping that the oars will stray so we could drift forever and a day!
'Cause, there's no boat like a rowboat it's row, row rosy for row, row romance in a row, row, rowboat with you!
Corona De Espinas Composer(s): A. Segura; A. Algueró Performer(s): Raphael
Una corona de espinas Se clava en mí lentamente Y ha sido una mano amiga La que la puso aquí en mi frente Pero por ser corona de rey De todos los sufrimientos Perdono de buena ley La mano que la haya puesto Cada espina una mentira Que te llegaste a creer Y cuando yo te pedía agua Tú me diste hiel Ya me has convertido en humo Que la nube va a perderse Porque yo vine a este mundo Nada más para quererte Él que mi reino envidiaba Porque mi reino eras tú Esa corona clavaba Y tú ponías la cruz Te diste prisa en juzgarme Creyendo todo con creces Y me engañaste tres veces Y no quisiste escucharme Ni un amigo siquiera Que no me diera de lado Y se lavara las manos Como Pilatos hiciera Pero yo no te he engañado Tengo mis brazos abiertos Que desclavar es sangrando Y te abrazaran en los sueños Pero llegará Semana Santa Y con él iras del brazo Mantilla negra y rosario Paso lento, seria cara Y tal vez en cualquier calle Te dará un salto la sangre Escuchando esta saeta Sin que te la cante nadie "Vino al mundo para amarte Y por ti diera la vida Pero tú le clavaste Una corona de espinas"
Cornflower Blue Composer(s): Kate Wolf First release by: Kate Wolf - 1983
Cornflower blue, bloomin' in the mornin' sun Tiny flowers that grew, from when our love had just begun Long ago we planted, each dry and dusty row How long has it taken, for the seeds of love to grow? Cornflower blue...
Cornflower blue, like the faded shirt you wore Standing in the shadows, when I opened up the door The smile in your eyes, when you said hello Held me so tenderly, and you would not let me go Cornflower blue...
Cornflower blue, deeper than the evenin' sky Peaceful as a river, bluer than goodbye Blue like a diamond, when the light shines true If love came in colors, then I'd choose this one for you Cornflower blue...
