Retro-Songteksten: Evergreens, Classics, Old-Time Favourites, Hits Uit Onze Jeugd
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There's No One Quite Like Grandma Composer(s): Gordon Lorenz Performer(s): St. Winifred's School Choir
Grandma, we love you Grandma, we do Though you may be far away We think of you
There's no one quite like Grandma And I know you will agree That she always is a friend to you And she's a friend to me There's no one quite like Grandma She's there in times of need Before it's bedtime, on her knee To us a book she'll read
Grandma, we love you Grandma, we do Though you may be far away We think of you
And one day when we're older We'll look back and say There's no one quite like Grandma She has helped us on our way
Grandma, we love you Grandma, we do Grandma, we love you Grandma, we do
There's no one quite like Grandma A love we always share At party time and Christmas too We know that she'll be there There's no one quite like Grandma She always has a smile She never hurries us along Just stays a little while
Grandma, we love you Grandma, we do Though you may be far away We think of you
And one day when we're older We'll look back and say There's no one quite like Grandma She has helped us on our way
Grandma, we love you Grandma, we do Grandma, we love you And we know you love us too
'Cos I Love That Rock 'N' Roll Performer(s): Cliff Richard
Where has all that rock'n'roll gone Oh won't somebody tell me where? 'cos it used to be when I was young That you could hear them playing it everywhere But now it seems they're all so hooked on fashion The music's taken second place Everyone it seems has one obsession To beat the others in the race And it just don't feel right to me No no it just don't feel right to me
'cos I love that rock'n'roll too much And I don't wanna see it ever waving goodbye Yeah I love that rock'n'roll too too much And I couldn't bear to see it go by Rock'n'roll you're too much to deny
Oh where has all that music gone There must be some mistake From something that was so much fun They were burning bridges in their wake O.k. everything has got to keep changing I know it has to be that way But isn't it too high a price we're paying We're losing most of yesterday And it just don't feel right to me
Rupture En VHS Composer(s): Claude Moine; P. Papadiamandis Performer(s): Eddy Mitchell
J'ai reçu ta cassette vidéo V.H.S. Ton film est maladroit mais l'idée m'intéresse Tu vis, tu parles Zoom sur tes yeux pâles Et tu me dis que la vie avec moi N'a plus beaucoup d'intérêt Tu dis qu'le tracking est en moi Qu'mon fasing reviens sans arrêt Programme pour l'amour Codé pour toujours Sans replay Ton visage est sur pause La couleur vire au mauve Photo surexposée Flou navrant démodé Un court-métrage De rupture, de naufrage Où tu me dis que la vie avec moi Scénario sans intérêt Tu dis qu'le tracking est en moi Qu'mon fasing revient sans arrêt Dialogue de sourd J'appuie sur "retour" Sans regret Un court-métrage De rupture, de naufrage Où tu me dis que la vie avec moi Et tu me dis que la vie avec moi N'a plus beaucoup d'intérêt Tu dis qu'le tracking est en moi Qu'mon fasing reviens sans arrêt Tu dis qu'le tracking est en moi Qu'mon fasing reviens sans arrêt
There's No Me Without You Composer(s): E. Bivins Performer(s): Manhattans
Baby, you are my life And without you I'm an empty shell
There's no house without a home And there's no man who wants to be alone There's no child without a dream And there's no song without a meaning
That's how I know There's no me without you There's no me without you
There's no life without a plan Every woman wants herself a good man There's a heartaches without tears And time just can't go by without the years
That's how I know There's no me without you There's no me without you
You know there's no stars without the night Huh, and there's no wrong without a right And there's no good without a bad And when one man is happy , the other man is sad
Oh... oh... that's how I know There's no me without you There's no me without you Oh... oh... yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
That's how I know (That's how I know, baby, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah) There's no me without you (My, my, my, my, my, my, my, my) That's how I know (There's no house, there's no house without a home) That's how I know (And there's no man, no man who wants to be alone)
Cortar Hasta El Hueso Composer(s): Miguel Mateos Performer(s): Miguel Mateos
Sentado en medio de un sucio bar con tiempo para reflexionar cansado de esperar hoy voy a cortar hasta el hueso y más...
Latas vacías pero dónde está el que nos guía que abra los Cabildos que invadan la ciudad los portadores sanos del amor, oh no
Tira, tira, tira hermano mío no lo dejes escapar Dale, dale un poco más de hilo para quien quiera remontar y así, con un golpe en la nuca a Dios, tal vez caer en pos de la belleza
Viniste a un mundo rojo y profundo descubrirás la sed el miedo y el refugio que da sólo la amistad
Sentado en medio de un sucio bar con tiempo para reflexionar cansado de esperar hoy voy a cortar hasta el hueso y más, y más...
Tira, tira, tira hermano mío no lo dejes escapar Dale, dale un poco más de hilo para quien quiera remontar y así, con un golpe en la nuca a Dios, tal vez caer en pos de la belleza
no lo dejes escapar... para quien quiera remontar y así, con un golpe en la nuca a Dios, tal vez caer en pos de la belleza
Runs In The Family Composer(s): Terre Roche Performer(s): The Roches
I can't get over what I saw And I can't change the law of averages I'm going down My uncle did it; my daddy did it I'm beginning to think that it runs in the family Oh no, runs in the family
One by one we left home We went so far out there Everybody got scared My uncle did it; my daddy did it I'm beginning to think that it runs in the family Oh no, runs in the family
All the boys could have gone to school All the girls were pretty enough to play the fool Something about the danger zone Wouldn't leave the bunch of us alone
I remember that night It was the one I picked a fight with you I'm holding the bag Just like my mama did Just like her mama did Now there's gonna be a new kid in the family Oh no, kid you're gonna run in the family Oh yeah, kid you're gonna run in the family
N'y Pense Plus, Tout Est Bien ((Adapted from: Who's Gonna Buy You Ribbons (When I'm Gone) (Paul Clayton) - 1960) ((aka Don't Think Twice, It's All Right (Bob Dylan - 1963)) Composer(s): Paul Clayton - Bob Dylan - Hugues Aufray - Pierre Delanoë Performer(s): Hugues Aufray - 1965
Versions In Other Languages: 1965 - Itke Siis, Siitä Viis (Johnny & The Sounds) 1970 - È Inutile Sedersi E Domandarsi (Bobby Solo) 1992 - Glem Det Hele (Men Husk Hva' Du Sagde) (Peter Belli & De Nye Rivaler) 1999 - E Bine, Nu Te Razgîndi (Alexandru Andries) 2005 - Niin Vain On Ja Olkoon Nin (Åttopojat)
À quoi ça sert de chercher à comprendre Pourquoi on dit ce qu'on dit À quoi ça sert de chercher à comprendre Quand c'est fini c'est fini Quand le soleil se lèvera demain Je serai déjà loin très loin Il faut se quitter en chemin N'y pense plus tout est bien
À quoi ça sert de chercher la lumière Puisqu'il n'y a rien à voir A quoi ça sert de chercher la lumière Je veux rester dans le noir Tu peux toujours essayer de me dire Ce que tu n'as jamais su me dire Quand nous marchions main dans la main Mais n'y pense plus tout est bien
Moi j'ai choisi la route solitaire Pareille à celle du vent Moi j'ai choisi la route solitaire Qui va là-bas loin devant Mais je voudrais qu'on se quitte bons amis Tu aurais pu faire mieux ma foi tant pis Le temps qu'on a passé c'était pour rien Mais n'y pense plus tout est bien
À quoi ça sert de verser tant de larmes Ce sont des larmes perdues À quoi ça sert de verser tant de larmes Je ne t'entends déjà plus Sur mon chemin mon souvenir m'attend On m'avait dit de toi c'n'est qu'une enfant J'allais perdre mon âme dans tes mains Mais n'y pense plus tout est bien
Por el día en el peligro de olvidar por la noche me amenaza tu recuerdo extraño Corro el riesgo de negarme a ver el día o la noche -corro el riesgo de querer dejarme ciego-
Esto pasa diariamente aunque estoy acostumbrado a todo hace mucho tiempo demasiado tiempo
Por el día me entretengo en no pensar en ti por la noche me acorralan el temor, los años Corro el riesgo de empezar a imaginarme parques -corro el riesgo de querer dormir sin tener sueño-
Esto pasa diariamente aunque estoy acostumbrado a todo hace mucho tiempo demasiado tiempo
Por el día tengo miedo de no respirar por la noche tengo miedo de quedarme quieto Corro el riesgo de que un día se demore el alba -corro el riesgo de que el miedo se me duerma adentro-
Esto pasa diariamente aunque estoy acostumbrado a todo hace mucho tiempo demasiado tiempo
Running With The Night Composer(s): Lionel Richie; Cynthia Weil Performer(s): Lionel Richie; Ricardo Caliente; Gary Tesca Orch.
The heart of the city street was beating Light from the neons turned the dark to day We were too hot to think of sleeping We had to get out before the magic got away
(Chorus) We were running with the night Playing in the shadows Just you and I, 'til the morning light (We were running, running with the night)
You were looking so good girl, heads were turning You and me on the town ooh, we let it all hang out The fire was in us, we were burning We were gonna go all the way and we never had a doubt
(Chorus) We were running with the night Playing in the shadows Just you and I, 'til the morning light (We were running, running with the night)
We were so in love you and me On the boulevard wild and free Giving all we got, we laid it down Taking every shot, we took the town
(Chorus) We were running with the night Playing in the shadows Just you and I, girl it was so right, so right (We were running) Oh (running with the night)
Just you and I (we were running) We were running with the night Playing in the shadows Just you and I, girl it was so right (We were running) Girl so right (running with the night) So right ...
Who's Gonna Buy You Ribbons (When I'm Gone) ((aka Don't Think Twice, It's All Right (Bob Dylan) - 1963)) Composer(s): Paul Clayton First release by: Paul Clayton - 1960
Versions In Other Languages: 1965 - N'y Pense Plus, Tout Est Bien (Hugues Aufray) 1965 - Itke Siis, Siitä Viis (Johnny & The Sounds) 1970 - È Inutile Sedersi E Domandarsi (Bobby Solo) 1992 - Glem Det Hele (Men Husk Hva' Du Sagde) (Peter Belli & De Nye Rivaler) 1999 - E Bine, Nu Te Razgîndi (Alexandru Andries) 2005 - Niin Vain On Ja Olkoon Nin (Åttopojat)
Ain't no use to sit and cry now darling Wonder who's gonna buy you ribbons when I'm gone?
It's hard to keep from thinking bout last summer We used to be together everywhere Remember how we walked along the sidewalk We'd stop, I'd buy a ribbon for your hair
Ain't no use to sit and sigh now darling And there ain't no use to sit and cryin' now I can't help but wonder just a little Wonder who's gonna buy you ribbons when I'm gone?
So now I walk alone along the sidewalk But somehow things are not the same there I see the places that we saw together The shop that sold the ribbons for your hair
Ain't no use to sit and sigh now darling And there ain't no use to sit and cryin' now I can't help but wonder just a little Wonder who's gonna buy you ribbons when I'm gone?
Wonder who's gonna buy you ribbons when I'm gone?...
Corrido De Pancho Villa (Tradicional) Performer(s): Victor Jara
Fui soldado de Francisco Villa de aquel hombre de fama inmortal que aunque estuvo sentado en la silla no envidiara la presidencial
Ahora vivo alla por la orilla recordando aquel tiempo inmortal ay, ay ahora vivo alla por la orilla recordando a Villa alla por Parral
Yo fui uno de aquellos dorados que con tiempo llego a ser mayor en la lucha quedamos lisiados defendiendo la patria y honor
Hoy recuerdo los tiempos pasados que peleamos con el invasor ay, ay hoy recuerdo los tiempos pasados de aquellos dorados que yo fui mayor
Mi caballo que tanto montaba en Jimenez la muerte alcanzo una bala que a mi me tocaba a su cuerpo se le atraveso
Al morir de dolor relinchaba por la patria la vida entrego ay, ay al morir de dolor relinchaba como le lloraba cuando se murio
Pancho Villa te llevo grabado en mi mente y en mi corazon y aunque a veces me vi derrotado por las fuerzas de Alvaro Obregon siempre anduve como fiel soldado hasta el fin de la revolucion ay, ay siempre anduve como fiel soldado que tanto ha luchado al pie del cañon
Runnin' With The Devil Composer(s): Michael Anthony; David Lee Roth; Alex Van Halen; Eddie Van Halen Performer(s): Van Halen; and various other artists
Yeah, Yeah! Ah, yeah!
I live my life like there's no tomorrow and all I've got, I had to steal Least I don't need to beg or borrow Yes I'm livin' at a pace that kills
Oooh, yeah (Ahh!) Runnin' with the devil (Ahh-hah! Yeah!) (Woo-hoo-oo!) Runnin' with the devil I'm gonna tell ya all about it
I found the simple life ain't so simple When I jumped out, on that road I got no love, no love you'd call real Ain't got nobody, waitin' at home
(Ah, yeah-ah!) Runnin' with the devil (God damn it lady. You know I ain't lyin' to ya) (I'm only gonna tell you one time-ya!) Runnin' with the devil (Yes I am! Yeah!)
Woo!
Woo!
You know I, I found the simple life Weren't so simple, no When I jumped out, on that road Got no love, no love you'd call real Got nobody, waitin' at home
(Ah, yeah!) Runnin' with the devil (Hold on. Hold on, I'm runnin'! Ah, yeah!) Runnin' with the devil (Uh! Uh! Come on, one more time)
(Ha-yeah!) Runnin' with the devil (Oh, yeah! Ya-yeah!) Runnin' with the devil (Woo! Woo!) Runnin' with the devil (Ah-ha, yeah! Ah-ha, yeah! Ah-hah, yeah!) Runnin' with the devil (Woo!)
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
