ΣΤΙΧΟΙ ΑΠΟ ΕΝΑ ΤΡΑΓΟΥΔΙ ΠΟΥ ΑΓΑΠΗΣΑΜΕ - ΑΓΑΠΑΜΕ ΚΑΙ ΣΙΓΟΤΡΑΓΟΥΔΑΜΕ!

[katerinaki]

Όσοι τα μαύρα φόρεσαν

Στίχοι: Ηλίας Κατσούλης
Μουσική: Γεράσιμος Ανδρεάτος
Πρώτη εκτέλεση: Δέσποινα Ολυμπίου

Όσοι τα μαύρα φόρεσαν
δεν ‘ψαξαν άλλο χρώμα,
τις πόρτες κλείσαν της ζωής
και σφράγισαν το στόμα.

Όσοι τα δάκρυα φόρεσαν
στα μάτια τους στολίδια
στα πιο μεγάλα του μυαλού
χαθήκανε ταξίδια.

Όσοι τα μαύρα φόρεσαν
αυτοί μπορέσαν μόνο
να δουν που κρύβει η ψυχή
τον πιο βαθύ της πόνο.

 

[katerinaki]

Όταν θα φεύγεις

Στίχοι: Γιάννης Μπαγουλής
Μουσική: Χριστόφορος Γερμενής
Πρώτη εκτέλεση: Πασχάλης Τερζής

Εγώ τα λάθη της καρδιάς μου θα πληρώσω
κι όλα τα χρέη της αγάπης μου για σένα
όσα μου πήρες κι άλλα τόσα θα σου δώσω
όλα τα κέρδισες μα έχασες εμένα

Οταν θα φεύγεις μη γυρίσεις να με δείς
πάρε ότι θέλεις μα να φύγεις μόνο βιάσου
ούτε συγνώμη ούτε γειά σου να μου πεις
θέλω να σβήσω μια για πάντα τ΄όνομά σου

Δεν μετανιώνω μα δεν άξιζε να δώσω
τόση αγάπη τόσα όνειρα για σένα
κράτα τα όλα από σένα να γλιτώσω
όλα τα κέρδισες μα έχασες εμένα

Οταν θα φεύγεις μη γυρίσεις να με δείς
πάρε ότι θέλεις μα να φύγεις μόνο βιάσου
ούτε συγνώμη ούτε γειά σου να μου πεις
θέλω να σβήσω μια για πάντα τ΄όνομά σου

Οταν θα φεύγεις μη γυρίσεις να με δείς
θέλω να σβήσω μια για πάντα τ΄όνομά σου

 

[Andrew]

Αλλαξαμε ρεπερτοριο exile η αλλαξαμε ποτο?
Απο μπυρα σε .....Bourbon? :mrgreen:

 

[exile]

Louis Baccon
Blues in My Heart

What can I do
Now that you say we're through?
I'm left with the blues in my heart.

How can I smile
When love don't seem worthwhile?
I'm left with the blues in my heart.

How can I live?
What is there life can give
As long as we're apart?

How can I go on
Knowing that you are gone?
I'm left with the blues in my heart.

 

[exile]

George Bias
After All, You're All I'm After

I don't want the rainbow's end;
I don't need another friend;
After all, you're all I'm after now.

I won't care what comes my way,
If I share your love each day,
After all, you're all I'm after now, sweetheart.

I don't want a million, dear,
For it is plain to see,
You're one in a million, dear,
And you're the one for me.

I don't crave the hall of fame,
But I'll slave to change your name,
After all, you're all I'm after now.

 

[exile]

Sam Browne
That's You Baby

Take a little honey
And a splash of sunny
Who's the little honey?
That's you, baby.

Take a blushing rosie
And the cutest nosy
Who's the little rosie?
That's you, baby!

You are perfection to a T,
After inspection, I can see
You're for me.

Take a bashful baby
And a little maybe,
Who's the little baby?
That's you!

 

[exile]

Florence Desmond
Cigarettes, Cigars

Cigarettes, cigars! Cigarettes, cigars!
Hi, cutie! Over here!
Whatta you want?
Let's see what you got here. Oh, slip us twenty Camels.
Okay.
You're a swell lookin' dame. What are you doin' in a joint like this?
Huh. That's what I'd like to know.

I was one of those hicks,
That came here from the sticks,
Trying to find the kind of fame
The name of Broadway stands for,
I was one of those fools,
Who dreamed of riches and jewels,
Now I awake,
Find my mistake,
I'll get a break,
Broadway's a fake!

I work in a speak that's dim and dingy,
Where standers are pretenders, cheap and stingy,
All I smell is rotten scotch and ginger,
Cigarettes, cigars!

Now I've learned what smoking coke and snow means,
Among the guys who've never learned what "no" means,
You ask me do I know what making dough means,
Cigarettes, cigars!

To heaven I just send up
My lonely plea,
Is this where I must end up?
Oh, good Lord, answer me!

Every evening as the night life dies out,
I walk home to sleep and weep my eyes out,
Can't you hear a broken heart that cries out:
Cigarettes, cigars! Cigarettes, cigars!

Say, have you ever seen Broadway when its glamour is gone?
When the nightclubs are closing and the whole world is dozing and sleeping until the dawn? Why, all its glory and splendor and marvelous sights, they all fade out together as they turn out the lights, with street beggars mumbling, milk wagons rumbling, dream castles tumbling in the air.
Oh, it's lonesome and weary, friendless and dreary, a pitiful sight of dispair!

Every evening as the night life dies out,
I walk home to sleep and weep my eyes out,
Can't you hear a broken heart that cries out:
Cigarettes, cigars! Cigarettes! Cigars! Cigarettes! Cigars!

 

[exile]

Tommy Dorsey
Deep Night

Deep night, stars in the sky above,
Moonlight, lighting our place of love,
Night winds, seem to have gone to rest,
Two eyes brightly with love are gleaming.

Come to my arms, my dear one, my sweetheart, my own,
Vow that you'll love me always, and be mine alone.

Deep night, whispering trees above,
Kind night, bringing you nearer, dearer and dearer,
Deep night, deep in the arms of love.

 

[exile]

[size=10pt]Ella Fitzgerald[/size]
I'll Chase the Blues Away

I'll chase the blues away,
I'll laugh and sing all day,
I've found my lover, someone who could do.

The bluebirds in the tree
Will sing their song to me,
For they'll discover I'm no longer blue.

I've travelled far
In search of someone like you,
For what you are
Is the dream that I've prayed would soon come true.

I'll chase the blues away,
I'll print some news today,
I've found my lover, someone who'll be true.

 

[exile]

Billie Holiday
Riffin' the Scotch

I jumped out of the fryin' pan right into the fire,
I lost me a cheatin' man and got a no-account liar.
Swap the old one for the new one, now the new one's breakin' my heart!
I jumped out of the fryin' pan and right into the fire,
Lord, right into the fire!

 

[exile]

Wardell Jones
Minnie the Moocher

Now, here's a story 'bout Minnie the Moocher,
She was a low-down hoochie-coocher,
She was the roughest, toughest frail,
But Minnie had a heart as big as a whale.

Ho-de-ho-de-ho
Ho-de-ho-de-ho
Hi-de-hi-de-hi
Hi-de-hi-de-hi
Bodoo-la-doo-la-doo-ba-doo
Bodoo-la-doo-la-doo-la-doo
Ho-de-ho-de-ho
Ho-de-ho-de-ho

She messed around with a bloke named Smokey,
She loved him though he was cokey.
He took her down to Chinatown,
And showed her how to kick the gong around.

Oh, the gong around!
Oh, the gong around!
Wit-da-slow-joe-vi
Wit-da-slow-joe-vi
Bod-de-doden-boddle-oh
Bod-de-doden-boddle-oh
Ho-de-ho-ho-ho-ho
Ho-de-ho-ho-ho-ho

She had a dream 'bout the king of Sweden,
He gave her things that she was needing,
He gave her a home built of gold and steel,
A platinum car with diamond studded wheels.

Hi-de-hi-de-hey!
Hi-de-hi-de-hey!
O-de-bot-doo-doo!
O-de-bot-doo-doo!
Ba-doo-ba-doo-ba-doo-bottle!
Ba-doo-ba-doo-ba-doo-bottle!
La-Minnie had a heart as big as a whale.

Poor Min, dead Min, oh, Minnie-Min.

 

[Snow Whitty]

Ferry/Leonard

Bete noire - Black Beast


I know you - inside me
Like poison like wine
Now there´s no sense in falling
Say you´ll be mine
Give me the world around you
Give me the time
Only a dream without you
Say you´ll be mine
I´ve got - inside me
In darkness entwined
I would be lost without you
Say you´ll be mine
Reflected in water
Imagined by fire
I will be waiting for you
Say you´ll be mine
Beware bete noire
Beware bete noire

 

[exile]

[size=10pt]Big Bill Broonzy[/size]
The Sun Gonna Shine in My Door Someday

Just sittin' here hungry and ain't got a dime,
Lord, look like my friends would come to see poor me sometime;
'Cause it doesn't matter who, Lord of Heaven,
Mama, the sun gonna shine in my door someday.

When I was in jail, expecting a fine,
When I went 'fore the judge, not a friend could I find,
'Cause it doesn't matter who, Lord of Heaven,
Woman, the sun gonna shine in my door someday.

Lord, I lost my father and my brother, too,
That's why you hear me singing; Lord, I'm lonesome and blue,
'Cause it doesn't matter who, Lord of Heaven,
Mama, the sun gonna shine in my door someday.

Cried aloud, Lord, Lordy, Lord,
Now, I used to be your regular, woman, now I got to be your dog,
'Cause it doesn't matter who, Lord of Heaven,
Woman, the sun gonna shine in my door someday.

Lord, I'm in trouble, no one to pay my fine;
Lord, when I get out of this county jail, I'm gonna leave this town of mine,
'Cause it doesn't matter who, Lord of Heaven,
Mama, the sun gonna shine in my door someday.

Lord, I've been droven from door to door,
Now, it look like my friends don't want me around no more,
'Cause it doesn't matter who, Lord of Heaven,
Woman, the sun gonna shine in my door someday.

I was with my buddy through thick and thin,
Lord, my buddy got away, but I got in;
'Cause it doesn't matter who, Lord of Heaven,
Mama, the sun gonna shine in my door someday.

 

[exile]

[size=10pt][size=16pt][size=10pt]Cleo Brown[/size][/size][/size]
You're My Fever

Spring fever gets someone every day,
Spring fever chases the blues away,
Spring's got me, it's spring, 'tis true,
But spring's not the reason, the reason is you!

You're my fever, you're my spring,
You're the reason my heart sings,
You're my life, my everything,
You're my fever!

You're my fever in every way,
When I'm near and when I'm away,
On my mind each night and day,
You're my fever!

Sweeter than all lovers, don't you see,
I can't do without you,
Please discover what you mean to me,
Let me see if I can be your fever, too!

You're my fever dream of love,
I'm a-grievin' for your love,
You could bring me peace of mind,
Make the blues so hard to find,
If you'd say that you'd be mine,
You're my fever!

You're my fever, you're my spring,
You're the reason my heart sings,
You're my life, my everything,
You're my fever!

You're my fever in every way,
When I'm near and when I'm away,
On my mind each night and day,
You're my fever!

Sweeter than all lovers, don't you see,
I can't do without you,
Please won't you discover what you mean to me,
Let me see if I can be your fever, too!

You're my fever dream of love,
I'm a-grievin' for your love,
You could bring me peace of mind,
Make the blues so hard to find,
If you'd say that you'd be mine,
You're my fever!

 

[exile]

Lillyn Brown
The Jazz Me Blues

Down in Louisiana in that sunny clime,
They play a class of music that is super fine,
And it makes no difference if it's rain or shine,
You can hear that jazzin' music playin' all the time.

It sounds so peculiar 'cause it's really queer,
How its sweet vibrations seems to fill the air,
Then to you the whole world seems to be in rhyme;
You'll want nothin' else but jazzin', jazzin' all the time.

Every one that I ever came to spy, hear them loudly cry:
Oh, jazz me!
Come on, Professor, and jazz me!
Jazz me!
You know I like my dancing both day and night,
And if I don't get my jazzin', I don't feel right,
Now if it's ragtime, take a lick, play it in jazz time,
Jazz time!
Don't want it fast, don't want it slow;
Take your time, Professor, play it sweet and low!
I got those doggone, low-down jazz-me jazz-me blues!

Jazz me!
Come on, Professor, and jazz me!
Jazz me!
You know I like my dancing both day and night,
And if I don't get my jazzin', I don't feel right,
Now if it's ragtime, take a lick, play it in jazz time,
Jazz time!
Don't want it fast, don't want it slow;
Take your time, Professor, play it sweet and low!
I got those doggone, low-down jazz-me, jazz-me blues!

 

[exile]

[size=10pt]Eddie Cantor[/size]
Dixie Made Us Jazz Band Mad

Dixieland, you've done it now!
Hypnotized the world, and how!
With your raggy syncopation,
You've captured every nation;
Dixieland, you've set them wild,
But they are pleased;
They're ravin', they're cravin'
For your melody!

Dixie filled the whole wide world with rag;
Oh! Dixie gave the world a jazzy jag.
Even kids just two or three,
How they love a jazzy melody!
Keep a-hooferin'! Keep a-hooferin'!
On land and sea!

Since those old southern tunes are such a fad,
Classic music seems to be in bad;
And pretty soon we're gonna hear Carus
Try to sing the Memphis Blues,
'Cause Dixie made us jazz band mad!

Dixie filled the whole wide world with rag;
Dixie gave the world a jazzy jag.
Why, take a look! Little kids! Just two or three!
Oh, how they love a jazzy melody!
Keep a-hooferin'! Keep a hooferin'!
On land and sea!

And since those southern tunes are such a fad,
Classic music seems to be in bad;
We'll see McCormack, in the hall,
Try to sing that Strutters Ball,
Oh, Dixie made us jazz band mad!

 

[exile]

[size=10pt]Ramona Davies[/size]
Are You Making Any Money?

You make time, and you make love dandy,
You make swell molasses candy,
But, honey, are you making any money,
That's all I want to know!

You make fun, and you couldn't make trouble,
You make mistakes, say, that goes double,
But, honey, are you making any money,
That's all I want to know!

You make dates and you make trains,
I can get that through my head.
It's a cinch, in a pinch, you could make breakfast,
Even make the bed.

You make good when you make a promise,
No, I'm not a Doubting Thomas,
But, honey, are you making any money,
That's all I want to know!

You make dates and you make trains,
I can get that through my head.
It's a cinch, in a pinch, you could make breakfast,
Even make the bed.

But, honey, are you making any money,
That's all I want to know!

 

[exile]

[size=10pt][size=10pt][size=10pt]Billy Erskine[/size][/size][/size]
The Jitney Man

I'm the jitney man;
A regular jockey I am,
Any place you want to go
I can take you fast or slow,
Boodle-e-a-da-a-day.
I'm the jitney man.

Oh, I can drive I can,
Behind this wheel I'm the man,
Take it easy in your seat,
Everything will be all reet,
Holly-la-ally-ah
I'm the jitney man!

You don't even have to call,
Look like you're going somewhere,
And I'll be there with the door wide open,
Waiting to take your fare.

I'm the jitney man,
Take you and bring you, my friend;
I'm always up and down the street;
A jitney driver's got to eat;
Boo-deedle-a-dee-ah.
I'm the jitney man!

 

[exile]

[size=10pt]Bob Howe and Frankie Griggs[/size]
The Hottest Stuff in Town

Bob: How do you do, madam, I'm a coal man.
Frankie: No, thank you, I have a coal man.
Bob: Yeah, but you don't understand; I am the coal man.
Frankie: Makes no difference.
Bob: I'm just a coal man, sellin' the hottest stuff in town.
I'm just a coal man, baby; in the winter I'm good to have around.
Now, I sell coal, and I sell ice,
In the wintertime a coal man's mighty nice,
Now, I'm just a coal man, sellin' the hottest stuff in town.
Frankie: You say you're just a coal man...
Bob: That's right, baby.
Frankie: ...selling the hottest stuff in town.
Bob: Um-hum.
Frankie: Well, my present coal man serves me,
Whether I'm up or whether I'm down.
Bob: I can do that.
Frankie: He makes his delivery...
Bob: Uh-huh.
Frankie: ...right on time.
Bob: Sure.
Frankie: And his product contains no slack or lime.
Bob: Neither does mine.
Frankie: So how come you say you're such a coal man...
Bob: Um-hmm.
Frankie: ...sellin' the hottest stuff in town?
Bob: Um-hmm.
Frankie: Now, listen, I'm satisfied with my form of heat.
Bob: Yeah.
Frankie: In the winter I drop and toast my feet.
Bob: Um-hmm.
Frankie: I've had him quite awhile and I'll keep him still.
Bob: Um-hmm.
Frankie: Sometimes I say I'll change, but I don't think I will.
Bob: Now, I'm a coal salesman, and here's a tip.
I've got a sales talk that's bustin' my lip.
My merchandise is extra clean.
So take a look, baby, it's the best you've ever seen.
It handles well, no clinkers form,
Make you feel good in the worst kind of storm;
Takin' care of your comfort is my mission.
Heh! Baby, is your heatin' apparatus in good condition?
Frankie: You say you're just a coal man...
Bob: That's right, baby.
Frankie: ... selling the hottest stuff in town.
Bob: Uh-huh!
Frankie: You also said in the wintertime...
Bob: What?
Frankie: ... you're a lovely thing to have around.
Bob: Like to be.
Frankie: Your sales talk...
Bob: Um-hmm.
Frankie: ... was mighty fine.
Bob: Yes.
Frankie: Tell me more, brother, I might change my mind!
Bob: I'm here!
Frankie: Since you're such a big shot coal man,
Selling the hottest stuff in town!
Bob: Now, mama, papa's just a little ol' coal man,
Sellin' the hottest stuff in town.
Now, baby, I'm just a coal man,
In the winter, I'm good to have around.
I'll take your order and fill your bin,
Go get it cleaned out and I'll put it right in,
'Cause I'm just a coal man,
Sellin' the hottest stuff in town!

I'm just a coal man,
Sellin' the hottest stuff in town!
I say, sellin' the hottest stuff in town!
Frankie: Sold, brother, sold!

 

[exile]

[size=10pt][size=10pt]Rosa Henderson[/size][/size]
The Basement Blues

The man I love
Got lowdown ways, for true!
The man I love
Got lowdown ways, for true!
Well, I am hincty, and I'm lowdown, too!

He don't, he can't
Hang round with dicty cats,
Don't go gay-cattin'
'Round in Buffet Flats,
We like our basement, and our basement rats!

He ain't no honky,
Gee, I ain't tryin' to be.
He ain't no honky,
I ain't tryin' to be.
So you can't make no honky out of me!

For I was goin' lowdown 'way
Down in the low ground.
Everyday I get low as a toad;
My home ain't here; it's farther down the road.

Down in dear old Mississippi,
All my folks is there,
And colored folks can't come much lower than that.
My pappy's name is Low, Mr. B. Low if you please,
And he can kiss my mammy without bending his knees!

So you keep your attic.
Take the roof or the air if you choose,
Just keep your attic,
Take the air if you choose.
But my mind is out for
Raising with the basement blues!