Ome Jan
Willeke Alberti Lyrics
Mijn moeder had een broertje, dat was mijn ome Jan
En elke zondagmiddag kwam die altijd effe an
Hij hield niet van familie, van kind'ren hield 'ie wel
Hij bleef z'n hele leven 'n echte vrijgezel
Ik kreeg van ome Jan ineens m'n allereerste fiets
Hij zei "die is voor jou, mop" en verdween weer in het niets
Thuis was 't echt geen vetpot, 't was altijd feest
Want iedereen was blij als ome Jan weer was geweest
En niemand leek te weten hoe die aan die centen kwam
Dat kon ons weinig schelen dus we namen het ervan
Niks te klagen
Niet naar vragen
Wat hebben we plezier gehad van ome Jan z'n geld
En daarom was ook iedereen enorm op hem gesteld
En waar hij 't vandaan had heeft nog niemand ons verteld
O die lieve ome Jan!
Toen ik wat ouder werd kreeg ik al snel een baan
En 't werd voor mij een raadsel hoe m'n oom dat had gedaan
Hij had geen baan of erfenis en zat maar voor de buis
Dat zag ik als ik langs reed, op weg van werk naar huis
't Viel me op dat ome Jan zich toch wel vreemd gedroeg
Je zag hem nooit met vrienden of gezellig in de kroeg
Hij kwam steeds minder vaak, maar het was altijd prijs
Want als 'ie dan ook langs kwam, dan konden we op reis
Want we gingen op vakantie van het geld van ome Jan
En niemand leek te weten hoe die aan die centen kwam
Dat kon ons weinig schelen dus we namen het ervan
Niks te klagen
Niet naar vragen
Wat hebben we plezier gehad van ome Jan z'n geld
En daarom was ook iedereen enorm op hem gesteld
En waar hij 't vandaan had heeft nog niemand ons verteld
O die lieve ome Jan!
Nu heb ik maanden niets gehoord en ben naar hem op zoek
Ik vind 'm in een kamertje, verloren in een boek
En dan vertelt 'ie zijn verhaal, onthult 'ie zijn geheim
Hoe die 't voor mekaar kreeg, zo'n goeie oom te zijn
Wanneer ik 'm vertel dat ik echt heel veel van 'm hou
Krijgt 'ie tranen in z'n ogen en hij toont opeens berouw
't Wordt wel even wennen voor ons allebei
Aan die stalen tralies tussen ome Jan en mij
Want we gingen op vakantie van het geld van ome Jan
En niemand leek te weten hoe die aan die centen kwam
Dat kon ons weinig schelen dus we namen het ervan
Niks te klagen
Niet naar vragen
Wat hebben we plezier gehad van ome Jan z'n geld
En daarom was ook iedereen enorm op hem gesteld
En waar hij 't vandaan had heeft nog niemand ons verteld
O die lieve ome Jan!
O die lieve ome Jan
O die lieve ome Jan
O die lieve ome Jan
O die lieve ome Jan
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Willeke Alberti (February 3, 1945, Amsterdam, The Netherlands) (real name: Willy Albertina Verbrugge) is a Dutch singer and actress, the daughter of entertainer and singer Willy Alberti.
Biography
Willeke Alberti started her career at the early age of eleven in the musical Duel om Barbara and she recorded her first single in 1958 together with her father. During the 1960s, she was a well-known singer in the Netherlands and had at least one #1 hit with "De Winter Was Lang" ("The Winter Was Long") Read Full BioWilleke Alberti (February 3, 1945, Amsterdam, The Netherlands) (real name: Willy Albertina Verbrugge) is a Dutch singer and actress, the daughter of entertainer and singer Willy Alberti.
Biography
Willeke Alberti started her career at the early age of eleven in the musical Duel om Barbara and she recorded her first single in 1958 together with her father. During the 1960s, she was a well-known singer in the Netherlands and had at least one #1 hit with "De Winter Was Lang" ("The Winter Was Long"), however there was no official Dutch chart at the time. Willeke and her father had a television show between 1965 and 1969. Her singing career from 1970 onwards is less active, however Alberti still releases singles and albums at an irregular interval and plays minor roles in television programs and movies.
Alberti married John de Mol on July 24, 1976. Together they have one son Johnny de Mol, who is currently an actor and television personality. The couple divorced in 1980. She had a second marriage with Danish football player Søren Lerby and a second son was born from that marriage. Søren Lerby and Willeke Alberti separated in 1990.
In 1994, she represented the Netherlands in the Eurovision Song Contest with the song "Waar is de Zon" ("Where is the Sun"), which claimed a meagre four points from the international juries, all coming from Austria. The Netherlands beat only Estonia and Lithuania that evening.
Biography
Willeke Alberti started her career at the early age of eleven in the musical Duel om Barbara and she recorded her first single in 1958 together with her father. During the 1960s, she was a well-known singer in the Netherlands and had at least one #1 hit with "De Winter Was Lang" ("The Winter Was Long") Read Full BioWilleke Alberti (February 3, 1945, Amsterdam, The Netherlands) (real name: Willy Albertina Verbrugge) is a Dutch singer and actress, the daughter of entertainer and singer Willy Alberti.
Biography
Willeke Alberti started her career at the early age of eleven in the musical Duel om Barbara and she recorded her first single in 1958 together with her father. During the 1960s, she was a well-known singer in the Netherlands and had at least one #1 hit with "De Winter Was Lang" ("The Winter Was Long"), however there was no official Dutch chart at the time. Willeke and her father had a television show between 1965 and 1969. Her singing career from 1970 onwards is less active, however Alberti still releases singles and albums at an irregular interval and plays minor roles in television programs and movies.
Alberti married John de Mol on July 24, 1976. Together they have one son Johnny de Mol, who is currently an actor and television personality. The couple divorced in 1980. She had a second marriage with Danish football player Søren Lerby and a second son was born from that marriage. Søren Lerby and Willeke Alberti separated in 1990.
In 1994, she represented the Netherlands in the Eurovision Song Contest with the song "Waar is de Zon" ("Where is the Sun"), which claimed a meagre four points from the international juries, all coming from Austria. The Netherlands beat only Estonia and Lithuania that evening.
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RastaSaiyaman
Here's a translation to what the lyrics say.
My mother had a kid brother, my uncle John
And he used to drop by every Sunday afternoon
He didn't care for family but he loved his nephews and nieces
He always remained a single man all of his life
Uncle John gave my very first bike completely by surprise
"It's for you kiddo." he smiled before leaving again
At home it was always worrying over every single dime
But we used to have a great time whenever Uncle John dropped by
Because we used to go on holiday thanks to Uncle John's cash
And nobody knew where he got that money from.
But we couldn't care less because we enjoyed it all so much
No complaints made
No questions asked
And boy did we ever had a great time thanks to Uncle John's cash
And because of that everybody loved him
And how he did it nobody ever told us
Oh that dear old Uncle John.
As I grew older, I got myself a job
Which Uncle John arranged for me but I never knew how
He never worked, had no inheritance and just sat in front of the TV all day
At least, that's what I saw whenever I passed his house when I went home from work.
I started to notice the odd behavior that my Uncle John displayed.
He had no friends or hung around in a bar.
His visits became less frequent but it was always a home run
Because we knew that when he came around that vacation time had begun
Because we used to go on holiday thanks to Uncle John's cash
And nobody knew where he got that money from.
But we couldn't care less because we enjoyed it all so much
No complaints made
No questions asked
And boy did we ever had a great time thanks to Uncle John's cash
And because of that everybody loved him
And how he did it nobody ever told us
Oh that dear old Uncle John.
I haven't heard a single peep from him for many months
I managed to track him down in a little room, reading a book
Which was when he told the story, revealing the secret.
On he came to be such a good uncle to me.
When I tell him that I love him so very much
Tears begin to well up in his eyes and he shows deep remorse
Well, it will take some getting used to for us both
Now that solid steel bars are separating him and me
Because we used to go on holiday thanks to Uncle John's cash
And nobody knew where he got that money from.
But we couldn't care less because we enjoyed it all so much
No complaints made
No questions asked
And boy did we ever had a great time thanks to Uncle John's cash
And because of that everybody loved him
And how he did it nobody ever told us
Oh that dear old Uncle John.
Victor Spencer
Hahaha, geweldig! Ome Jan.
Iedereen heeft wel zo'n vage familielid. Dank je wel voor dit liedje. De goeie ouwe tijd!
ONE MAN ARMY oma015
@E€A Da's een raar zootje tuig inderdaad, die familie. En nog van duitsen bloede ook.
Bart Bulsink
Jchj
E€A
Zelfs in de Familie van de Prinses of 🏴
Alex
Fuck Mn oom zit nu in de cel. Witwassen deed die
Mata21K
True
Rene' Meyer
I am not Dutch , but when I hear this I feel Dutch! Its a great "feel good" song, good folk music. Thanks for putting it on .
pri ve
@RastaSaiyaman perfect ❤💯
ONE MAN ARMY oma015
@RastaSaiyaman Het rijmt dan wel niet, maar je weet er wel een ritme in te krijgen.
RastaSaiyaman
@ONE MAN ARMY oma015 Dank je, ik zie zovaak fonetische vertalingen, vreselijk steenkolen Engels.
Dan vertaal ik liever op een manier dat de Grammatica ook klopt ook al lijken de zinnen niet meer op het origineel en rijmt het dan ook niet meer.