Retro-Songteksten: Evergreens, Classics, Old-Time Favourites, Hits Uit Onze Jeugd
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Innamorata ((Adapted from: This Guy's In Love With You (Herb Alpert & The Tijuana Brass) - 1968)) ((Japanese Version: Aozora No Kakera (Shoko Suzuki) - 1994)) Composer(s): Hal David - Burt Bacharach - Sergio Bardotti Performer(s): Ornella Vanoni - 2002
L'averti o no Ci pensa dietro a te Non mangia piú E beve quel che dici tu Tutta piú Fa un sospiro Sbatte gli occhi Tira il petto in sú Ma non to ammetterá Che é innamorata di...
Di te che sei Piú timido di lei L'averti o no C'é poco da nascondere Molto da accarezzare Lei é rossa Rossa come te
Ma chi sei perché Ha in corpo un diavolo E cerca te E vuole te
Lei é innamorata É un fiore che fai Sbocciare se vuoi
Cowboy Camp Meetin' Composer(s): Tim Spencer Performer(s): The Sons Of The Pioneers; Riders in the Sky
I saw the light (and I got the word) I know that it's right (and have you heard) I'm gonna Ride (cowboy camp meeting) Ride (cowboy camp meeting) Ride (cowboy camp meeting) Ride on the golden range (up in the sky) way up in the sky (up in the sky) way up in the sky (yes I'll have a cowboy camp meeting) Hallelujah brother yes sir ree yes sir ree way up in the sky
Well the Brother Buffalo Bill and Sister Lou's gonna be there brother Like me and you. And Old Kit Carson he will too way up in the sky They're gonna Ride (cowboy camp meeting) Ride (cowboy camp meeting) Ride (cowboy camp meeting) Ride on the golden range (up in the sky) way up in the sky (up in the sky) way up in the sky (Yes we'll have a cowboy camp meeting) Hallelujah brother yes sir ree yes sir ree Yes way up in the sky (up in the sky)
Gather 'round me children, get your bibles out Get your prayer bones ready, gonna tell ya about How to love one another til you almost shout Start the livin' by the book of life
I mean it Hallelujah Hallelujah (tell me brother) Hallelujah lujah, brother Tell me about the Book of Life...
There's a Matthew, A Timothy, A Jude and A John And a Zephaniah, A Zachariah and A Philemon They all got the word, but you must read on 'bout Goliath and the Book of Life, Yes siree...hallelujah, hallelujah, hallelujah hallelujah lujah brother Tell me about Goliath too...
Little David slew that giant so tall prove right less might for big and small he'll play his harp as i recall way up in the sky he's gonna play (cowboy camp meeting) Play (cowboy camp meeting) Play (cowboy camp meeting)) Play on the golden harp
Up in the sky Way up in the sky (up in the sky) Way up in the sky Yes he'll play (Cowboy camp meeting) Hallelujah brother yes sir ree yes sir ree
Way up in the sky Way up in the sky Way up in the sky (cowboy camp meeting) way up in the sky Away up in the sky Away up in the sky
J'ai Pleuré Sur Ma Guitare
((Adapted from: Loving Arms (Dobie Gray) - 1973))
((Danish Version: Hvis Bare Du Ku' Se Mig Nu (Peter Belli) - 1979))
Composer(s): Tom Jans
Performer(s): Johnny Hallyday (France) - 1974
Si tu reviens un jour Marcher sur les traces de notre amour Tu ne trouveras plus ton chemin Si un jour ici tu reviens Tu verras la maison Comme moi Elle a son cur l'abandon Et ses portes ouvertes à tous les vents Ne me cherche pas plus longtemps
J'ai pleuré sur ma guitare En chantant notre histoire
Il pleut toujours un peu Sur les chagrins Tu es partie trop tôt Tu es venue si tard Et je ne sais même pas où va ce train
J'ai attendu longtemps Guettant ta voix Dans la voix du vent Ton image dans l'eau des torrents Et ton parfum dans les champs
Il pleut toujours un peu Sur les chagrins Tu es partie trop tôt Tu es venue si tard Et je ne sais même pas où va ce train
This Golden Ring Composer(s): Roger Cook - Roger Greenaway Performer(s): Johnny Kidd & The Pirates; The Fortunes; David & Jonathan
This golden ring's gonna make quite sure of my baby's heart This golden ring's gonna make quite sure that we never part It's so funny what a ring can do, make a girl just like you Take a ride round town, looking for a wedding gown
This golden ring's gonna bring a little tear to my baby's eye She's gonna be so happy and just like a woman she'll cry-iy-iy-iy She will cry and I know, that no mater what the future will hold It's gonna be, the two of us eternally
So I've got a ring for my baby And I'm thinkin' pretty soon that maybe That girl will be mine I'm gonna have an angel divine And everything is workin' out fine, so fine Yeah fine, so fine
This golden ring's gonna make quite sure of my baby's heart This golden ring's gonna make quite sure that we never part It's so funny what a ring can do, make a girl just like you Take a ride round town, looking for a wedding gown
This golden ring is all I have to give to you But give me time my love to make your dreams come true Ive been a-savin' all my money Ive been working hard girl, only with you in mind
We got somehing more than money We gotta a love thats gonna last Its so funny what a ring can do, make a girl just like you Take a ride downtown, searching for a wedding gown
So I've got a ring for my baby And I'm thinkin' pretty soon that maybe That girl will be mine I'm gonna have an angel divine And everything is workin' out fine, so fine Yeah fine, so fine
Coward Of The County Composer(s): Roger Bowling; Billy Edd Wheeler Performer(s): Kenny Rogers and multiple other artists
Ev'ryone considered him the coward of the county He'd never stood one single time to prove the county wrong His mama named him Tommy, the folks just called him yellow But something always told me they were reading Tommy wrong
He was only ten years old when his daddy died in prison I looked after Tommy 'cause he was my brother's son I still recall the final words my brother said to Tommy "Son, my life is over, but yours is just begun
Promise me, son, not to do the things I've done Walk away from trouble if you can It won't mean you're weak if you turn the other cheek I hope you're old enough to understand Son, you don't have to fight to be a man"
There's someone for ev'ryone and Tommy's love was Becky In her arms he didn't have to prove he was a man One day while he was workin' the Gatlin boys came callin' They took turns at Becky.... There was three of them!
Tommy opened up the door and saw his Becky cryin' The torn dress, the shattered look was more than he could stand He reached above the fireplace and took down his daddy's picture As his tears fell on his daddy's face, he heard these words again
"Promise me, son, not to do the things I've done Walk away from trouble if you can It won't mean you're weak if you turn the other cheek I hope you're old enough to understand Son, you don't have to fight to be a man"
The Gatlin boys just laughed at him when he walked into the barroom One of them got up and met him halfway 'cross the floor When Tommy turned around they said "Hey look! ol' yellow's leavin'" But you coulda heard a pin drop when Tommy stopped and blocked the door
Twenty years of crawlin' was bottled up inside him He wasn't holdin' nothin' back; he let 'em have it all When Tommy left the barroom not a Gatlin boy was standin' He said, "This one's for Becky," as he watched the last one fall And I heard him say
"I promised you, Dad, not to do the things you done I walk away from trouble when I can Now please don't think I'm weak, I didn't turn the other cheek and Papa, I sure hope you understand Sometimes you gotta fight when you're a man"
Que de fois j'ai pleuré de joie Face à mon bonheur qui vit dans ton cur Que de fois ta façon d'aimer a ensoleiller mes jours Et pourtant nous avons tremblé Chaque fois qu'il y avait un danger Mais tout ça c'est la peur du feu D'un amour heureux
Que de fois j'ai pleuré de joie A te regarder vivre à mes côtés Que de fois j'ai vu dans tes yeux L'existence du merveilleux Trop de gens souffrent encore D'être seul dans la vie Et leur cri chaque jour Est un cri d'amour
Que de fois j'ai pleuré de joie Depuis cet instant du premier serment Et depuis mon cur ne reçoit Que ce qui me vient de toi Les enfants que tu m'as donnés Les élans de ta sincérité Ton sourire, ta confiance en moi Je te dois tout ça
Quand je prends ma vie dans tes bras Je prends chaque fois le monde avec toi Mais ce soir encore une fois J'ai envie de pleurer de joie
This Girl Is A Woman Now Performer(s): Gary Puckett & The Union Gap
This girl walked in dreams Playing in a world of her own This girl was a child Existing in a playground of stone Then, one night her world was changed Her life and dreams were rearranged She would never be the same again
This Girl is a Woman Now She's learned how to live This Girl is a Woman Now She's found out what it's all about And she's learnin', learnin' to live
This girl tasted love, as tender as the gentle dawn She cried a single tear A teardrop that was sweet and warm Our hearts told us we were right And on that sweet velvet night A child had died, a woman had been born
This Girl is a Woman Now She's learned how to live This Girl is a Woman Now She's found out what it's all about And she's learnin', learnin' to live
Cow Patti Composer(s): Jim Stafford Performer(s): Jim Stafford
From the badlands came the killer He lived by his knife and the gun He'd cut you just for standing And shoot you if you tried to run He was as big as a tree and did what he pleased And everything he did was bad They said, if you was to kill him It'd only make him mad
From the goodlands came the cowgirl Patti was her name She was hot on the trail of that killer On a moped she called Flame 'Cause the killer had killed her daddy Just for spittin' in the road And you only had to kill her daddy once To get that gal p.o.'d.
Yippee-i-ay, Cow Patti Yippee-i-ay, Cow Patti She rode into town To find the man That killed her daddy Yippee-i-ay, Cow Patti
The killer hit town at daybreak Ate the door off the local saloon He started to drink You could tell there'd be a showdown soon Patti hit town in a cloud of dust Old Flame was buzzin' like a saw And the whole town got quiet as a church When the killer stepped out for the draw
Forty shots rang out, forty people fell Patti and the killer missed each other But they shot the town to hell The killer took a step toward Patti Said, "It's time I gunned you down" But he slipped in something That was laying in the street And was shot before he hit the ground
Yes, the killer slipped And it cost him his life And Patti said, as she raced out of town "You got to watch your step When you know the chips are down"
Yippee-i-ay, Cow Patti Yippee-i-ay, Cow Patti She rode into town To find the man That killed her daddy Yippee-i-ay, Cow Patti
J'ai pleuré pour la première fois J'ai pleuré, oui j'ai pleuré pour toi Si simplement tu comprenais Que moi je n'aime que toi Que rien ne peut me séparer De toi, de toi
J'ai pleuré pour ce que tu m'as fait J'ai pleuré parce que tu riais Oui, tu riais de moi Parcequ'on s'est disputé Cela peut bien arriver Tu m'as fait pleurer
Lo lo lo lo lo Lo lo lo lo lo Lo lo lo lo lo Lo lo lo lo lo Lo lo lo lo lo Lo lo lo lo lo
J'ai pleuré quand je t'ai vu partir J'ai pleuré, j'ai pensé en mourir Mais j'ai cru que c'était un jeu Que tu allais me revenir Il n'y aurait plus à l'avenir Que nous deux, nous deux
Lo lo lo lo lo Lo lo lo lo lo Lo lo lo lo lo Lo lo lo lo lo Lo lo lo lo lo Lo lo lo lo lo
Je t'en supplie tu dois me croire Il n'y a que toi à moi Écoute parler mon coeur Mais qui ne bat que pour toi Laisse pleurer mon coeur Si tu ne m'aimes pas Mais n'oublie jamais Que moi, j'ai pleuré pour toi Pour toi Pour toi Pour toi
This Flight Tonight Composer(s): Joni Mitchell First release by: Joni Mitchell - 1971 Covered by multiple other artists
Look out the left the captain said The lights down there, that's where we'll land I saw a falling star burn up Above the Las Vegas sands It wasn't the one that you gave to me That night down south between the trailers Not the early one That you can wish upon Not the northern one That guides in the sailors
Oh starbright, starbright You've got the lovin' that I like, all right Turn this crazy bird around I shouldn't have got on this flight tonight
You got the touch so gentle and sweet But you've got that look so critical Now I can't talk to you baby I get so weak Sometimes I think love is just mythical Up there's a heaven Down there's a town Blackness everywhere and little lights shine Oh, blackness, blackness dragging me down Come on light the candle in this poor heart of mine
Oh starbright, starbright You've got the lovin' that I like, all right Turn this crazy bird around I shouldn't hove got on this flight tonight
I'm drinking sweet champagne Got the headphones up high Can't numb you out Can't drum you out of my mind They're playing "Goodbye baby, Baby Goodbye, Ooh, ooh, love is blind" Up go the flaps, down go the wheels I hope you got your heat turned on baby I hope they finally fixed your automobile I hope it's better when we meet again baby
Starbright, starbright You got the lovin' that I like, all right Turn this crazy bird around I shouldn't have got on this flight tonight
Cow Cow Boogie Composer(s): Benny Carter; Gene DePaul; Don Raye First release by: Freddie Slack - 1942 Covered by multiple other artists
Out on the plains down near Santa Fe I met a cowboy ridin' the range one day And as he jogged along I heard him singing A most peculiar cowboy song It was a ditty, he learned in the city Comma ti yi yi yeah Comma ti yippity yi yeah Get along, get hip little doggies Get along, better be on your way Get along, get hip little doggies And he trucked them on down the old fairway Singin' his Cow Cow Boogie in the strangest way Comma ti yi yi yeah Comma ti yippity yi yeah Singin' his cowboy song He's just too much He's got a knocked out western accent with a Harlem touch He was raised on local weed He's what you call a swing half breed Singin' his Cow Cow Booogie in the strangest way Comma ti yi yi yeah Comma ti yippity yi yeah
Get along little doggie, better be on your way, your way Get along little doggie And he trucked them on down the old fairway Singin' his Cow Cow Boogie in the strangest way Comma ti yi yi yeah Comma ti yippity yi yeah Yip Yip singing his cowboy song Yip Yip As he was joggling along Yip Yip he sings with a Harlem touch Yip Yip that guy is just too much Singing his cow cow boogie in the strangest way Comma ti yi yi yi yi yi yeahOut on the plains down near Santa Fe I met a cowboy ridin' the range one day And as he jogged along I heard him singing A most peculiar cowboy song It was a ditty, he learned in the city Comma ti yi yi yeah Comma ti yippity yi yeah Get along, get hip little doggies Get along, better be on your way Get along, get hip little doggies And he trucked them on down the old fairway Singin' his Cow Cow Boogie in the strangest way Comma ti yi yi yeah Comma ti yippity yi yeah Singin' his cowboy song He's just too much He's got a knocked out western accent with a Harlem touch He was raised on local weed He's what you call a swing half breed Singin' his Cow Cow Booogie in the strangest way Comma ti yi yi yeah Comma ti yippity yi yeah (Orchestral interlude) Get along little doggie, better be on your way, your way Get along little doggie And he trucked them on down the old fairway Singin' his Cow Cow Boogie in the strangest way Comma ti yi yi yeah Comma ti yippity yi yeah Yip Yip singing his cowboy song Yip Yip As he was joggling along Yip Yip he sings with a Harlem touch Yip Yip that guy is just too much Singing his cow cow boogie in the strangest way Comma ti yi yi yi yi yi yeah
This Door Swings Both Ways ((Finnish Version: Odotan Toivoen (Johnny) - 1966)) Composer(s): Don Thomas - Estelle Levitt First release by: Herman's Hermits - 1966
Everyone's life is bittersweet It's a door that opens wide And no man can call himself complete Till he's seen it from both sides
This door swings both ways It's marked 'In' and 'Out' Some days you'll want to cry And some days you will shout
This door swings both ways It goes back and forth In comes a southern breeze Or a cold wind from the north
This door swings both ways Lets in joy and pain In comes the morning sun And then the evening rain
This door swings both ways Lets in dark and light Every day you make the choice To let in wrong or right
When shadows fall You must prepare yourself for sunshine For everything there is an end And so my friend you must be brave
This door swings both ways Which one will it be Will we live in happiness Or dwell in misery
This door swings both ways Lets in earth and sky Make the most of livin' If you're not prepared to die Make the most of livin' If you're not prepared to die
Susie sits all alone She waits by the telephone Joey's out having fun Waits to call when she's not at home She gets scared and then takes off And runs from the cover of love He knows that he'll find her there And knows what she'd thinking of
I know the broken hearted When I look in their eyes I see Is it the world that's changing And turning away from me
Why do we run from the cover of love Why do we run from the cover of love
You and I have been through this A million times or more Don't we know it's the same routine So what are we fighting for
We all go and waste our time But we are all the same All we do is just to tun away And play the same old game
You know the broken hearted When you look in my eyes you see Is it my life that's changing And getting away from me
Why do we run from the cover of love Why do we run from the cover of love
The changing heart knows no bound Time may stand still Emotions keep turning the fire burns on and on
You know the broken hearted When you look in my eyes you'll see Is it my life that's changing And getting away from me
Why do we run from the cover of love Why do we run from the cover of love
J'Ai Peur De L'Avion Composer(s): Francis Cabrel Performer(s): Francis Cabrel
Des milliers d'hommes d'affaires Le nez dans le journal Rien d'autre à faire Essayer de trouver ça normal J'ai pas de costume sombre J'ai pas de conversation Et puis, j'ai peur de l'avion... Bienvenue dans le piège Une voix de velours Qui dit, "sous votre siège La veste de secours" Faut qu'il y en ait un qui tombe C'est peut-être le bon J'ai peur de l'avion... Tous les bruits sont bizarres Toutes les odeurs suspectes Même couché dans le couloir Je veux qu'on me respecte Je veux qu'on me respecte J'aimerais faire comme tout l'monde Trouver ça naturel D'être expulsé d'une fronde Jusqu'au milieu du ciel Qu'elle paraît minuscule Cette piste en béton J'ai peur de l'avion... Si jamais on se pose Ailleurs que dans les branches Je propose de suivre Toutes les messes de dimanche Je jure que je rentre à pied à la maison Y a rien à faire, rien à faire J'ai peur de l'avion... Peur de l'avion... Peur de l'avion... Peur de l'avion...
This Diamond Ring Composer(s): Al Kooper - Irwin Levine - Bob Brass First release by: Sammy Ambrose - 1964
Who wants to bu-u-uy this diamond ri-i-i-ing? She took it off her finger, now it doesn't mean a thi-i-i-ng This diamond ring doesn't shine for me anymore And this diamond ring doesn't mean what it meant before So if you've got someone whose love is tru-u-ue Let it shine for yo-ou-ou
This stone is genuine like love should be-e-e-e And if your baby's truer than my baby was to me-e-e-e This diamond ring can mean something beautiful And this diamond ring can mean dreams that are coming true And then your heart won't have to break like mine did If there's love behind it
This diamond ring can mean something beautiful And this diamond ring can mean dreams that are coming true And then your heart won't have to break like mine did If there's love behind it
This diamond ring doesn't shine for me anymore And this diamond ring doesn't mean what it meant before...
So if you've got someone whose love is tru-u-ue Let it shine for yo-ou-ou
J'Ai Peur De Coucher Tout Seul Composer(s): Albert Willemetz; C.L. Pothier; C. Oberfeld Performer(s): Maurice Chevalier
Quand j'étais petit, petit, petit La nuit j'avais peur dans mon lit Je ne pouvais jamais parvenir À m'endormir Près de moi lorsque j'avais trop peur Je couchais la poupée d'ma sur Et je suis resté, j'en suis honteux Un peu peureux!
{Refrain:} J'ai peur de coucher tout seul Depuis l'âge de six mois Quelles sont les dames qui veulent Dormir près de moi? Le soir sitôt que j'éteins la lumière J'peux pas dormir si je suis solitaire J'ai besoin d'une petite femme Pour veiller sur moi Ce n'est pas, oh non, mesdames Pour ce que l'on croit C'est uniquement parce que j'ai peur d'coucher tout seul! Quelles sont les dames qui veulent Dormir près de moi?
Pourquoi donc Mesdames rougissez-vous? Vous vous trompez du tout au tout! Vous me supposez j'en suis certain Un libertin Mais tout dans ma vie peut vous l'prouver Je suis un garçon bien élevé Je n'ai simplement j'en suis pas fier Que ce p'tit travers!
{Refrain:} J'ai peur de coucher tout seul Et voilà pourquoi Je demande les dames qui veulent Dormir près de moi Dans mon grand lit quand je sens qu'y a personne Je suis glacé, tout transi, je frissonne Quand je suis avec une femme Voir même deux ou trois Leur chaleur je le proclame Me donne du sang froid C'est enfantin, mais j'ai peur de coucher tout seul Quelles sont les dames qui veulent Dormir près de moi?
Je vous garantis qu'en acceptant Pour vous c'n'est pas compromettant Vous n'aurez qu'à me tenir la main Jusqu'à demain Je n'troublerai pas votre repos Je n'frôlerai pas votre peau Sur un bord, vous mettrez votre corps Moi sur l'autre bord
{Refrain:} J'ai peur de coucher tout seul Mais ce soir je vois Beaucoup d'jolies dames qui veulent Dormir près de moi J'en vois des brunes et des rousses et des blondes Certainement je vais r'fuser du monde Votre dévouement me touche Me remplit d'émoi J'vous avertis que j'me couche À minuit vingt trois Pour cette nuit, comme j'ai peur de coucher tout seul Quelles sont les dames qui veulent Dormir avec moi?
Sábado Á Noite ((English Version: Down At The Twist And Shout (Mary Chapin Carpenter)) Performer(s): Sandy & Júnior
Sábado á noite a lu a está indo manhâ de domingo já vai começar mas onde há dança a gente não se cansa é contagiante, não dá pra parar enquando houver música e gente festejando nós vamos dançar pra frente e pra trás ao som da sanfona e rabecachorona demais
muita gente está chegando de todo o lugar caipirodrómo enchendo já vai começar o povo ancioso e nós muito mais pois no rádio anuncia que a banda é demais de banda eu entendo, o parceiro é dez a gente se entende no olhar e nos pés o primeiro som já nos contagiou que alegria , o baile começou
E dança o vovô João com a Mariazinha Dança o chico bento e a maria chiquinha A dona araci que não perde uma dança o basílio bebe odas mas não perde a elegância pra entregar o prêmio ao melhor casal chamaramo prefeito, sujeito legal nem a credito quando ele falou adivinhe quem é que ganhou
vem o padre a família e o policial não tem raça e nem cor, todo mundo é igual o amor está presente em cada coração e a felicidade é nossa direção ninguém quer ouvir que o baile acabou que o dia nasceu e o sol raiou enquanto a música estiver no ar a gente não se cansa de dançar
Cover Me Composer(s): Bruce Springsteen First release by: Bruce Springsteen - 1984
The times are tough now, just getting tougher This old world is rough, it's just getting rougher Cover me, come on baby, cover me Well I'm looking for a lover who will come on in and cover me Promise me baby you won't let them find us Hold me in your arms, let's let our love blind us Cover me, shut the door and cover me Well I'm looking for a lover who will come on in and cover me
Outside's the rain, the driving snow I can hear the wild wind blowing Turn out the light, bolt the door I ain't going out there no more
This whole world is out there just trying to score I've seen enough I don't want to see any more Cover me, come on and cover me I'm looking for a lover who will come on in and cover me Looking for a lover who will come on in and cover me