Retro-Songteksten: Evergreens, Classics, Old-Time Favourites, Hits Uit Onze Jeugd
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Members Only Composer(s): Larry Addison Performer(s): Bobby "Blue" Bland and various other artists
Members only, its a private party No need no money to qualify Dont bring your checkbook or bring your broken heart Its Members Only tonight
Say you lost your woman, say you lost your man Youve got a lot of problems, mmm, in your life Were throwin a party for the brokenhearted And its Members Only tonight, listen now
Go tell your mama, go and tell your daddy Red or yellow, girl, black or white Were throwin a party for the sad and lonely Its Members Only tonight, got to tell you now
Members only, its a private party No need no money to qualify Dont bring your checkbook, bring your broken heart Cause its Members Only tonight
Yeah...hea...hea...
Say you lost your woman, say you lost your man Youve got a lot of problems, oh, in your life Were throwin a party for the brokenhearted And its Members Only tonight, listen, love
Go tell your mama, go and tell your daddy Red or yellow, girl, black or white Were throwin a party for the brokenhearted And its Members Only tonight, ooh, yeah
Members only, its a private party Dont need no need no money, oh, to qualify Dont bring your checkbook, bring your broken heart Cause its Members Only tonight, were gonna do that again now
Its Members Only tonight, keep on playin that way, Lord Members Only tonight, got to tell you, sweet baby Members Only tonight, Ive got to love you Members Only tonight Members Only tonight
One Day When We Were Young German Title: Wer Uns Getraut Composer(s): Oscar Hammerstein II; Dimitri Tiomkin Performer(s): Richard Tauber; and various other artists
One day when we were young That wonderful morning in May You told me you loved me When we were young one day
Sweet songs of spring were sung And music was never so gay You told me you loved me When we were young one day
You told me you loved me And held me close to your heart We laughed then, we cried then Then came the ti-ime to part
When songs of spring are sung Remember that morning in May Remember you loved me When we were young one day
We laughed then, we cried then Then came the ti-ime to par-art
When songs of spring are sung Remember that morning in May Remember you loved me When we were young one day...
No Woman, No Cry
Composer(s): Bob Marley
First release by: Bob Marley - 1975
Covered by multiple other artists
Titles In Other Languages:
1978 - Si Tu Penses À Moi
1979 - Não Chore Mais
No, woman, no cry
No, woman, no cry
No, woman, no cry
No, woman, no cry
Said - said - said
I remember when we used to sit
In the government yard in Trenchtown
Oba - obaserving the 'ypocrites
As they would mingle with the good people we meet
Good friends we have, oh, good friends we've lost
Along the way
In this great future, you can't forget your past
So dry your tears, I seh
No, woman, no cry
No, woman, no cry
'Ere, little darlin', don't shed no tears
No, woman, no cry
Said - said - said
I remember when-a we used to sit
In the government yard in Trenchtown
And then Georgie would make the fire lights
As it was logwood burnin' through the nights
Then we would cook cornmeal porridge
Of which I'll share with you
My feet is my only carriage
So I've got to push on through
But while I'm gone, I mean
Everything's gonna be all right!
Everything's gonna be all right!
Everything's gonna be all right!
Everything's gonna be all right!
I said, everything's gonna be all right-a!
Everything's gonna be all right!
Everything's gonna be all right, now!
Everything's gonna be all right!
So, woman, no cry
No - no, woman - woman, no cry
Woman, little sister, don't shed no tears
No, woman, no cry
I remember when we used to sit
In the government yard in Trenchtown
And then Georgie would make the fire lights
As it was logwood burnin' through the nights
Then we would cook cornmeal porridge
Of which I'll share with you
My feet is my only carriage
So I've got to push on through
But while I'm gone
No, woman, no cry
No, woman, no cry
Woman, little darlin', say don't shed no tears
No, woman, no cry
Eh! (Little darlin', don't shed no tears!
No, woman, no cry
Little sister, don't shed no tears!
No, woman, no cry)
Melting Pot Composer(s): Roger Cook; Roger Greenaway Performer(s): Blue Mink and various other artists
I met my girl She was livin' in the melting pot I touched her skin It was greasy from the melting pot Get yourself a weapon 'Cause they slice you up in the melting pot Well, I don't really have time to talk But I wish you lots of luck inin the melting pot
Chorus
And in the end it's always just some game The heartbreak, the laughter has all been in vain Beat up and lied to For your whole life Kick you in the head In the melting pot The hawks live upstairs Where the air is clean in the melting pot They like to swoop down And gnaw at your brain in the melting pot Money, sex and power Jerk you off in the back seat of the melting pot Then they say I saw you last night And you sure were looking sweet in the melting pot
Chorus
They'd like to buy you off If they possibly can in the melting pot With temptation and dreams and persuasion That's what they got In the melting pot Keep you bleeding, begging and snotty here In the melting pot Well, don't you dare laugh out loud They'll take away what you got In the melting pot
One Day I'll Fly Away Composer(s): Will Jennings; Joe Sample Performer(s): The Crusaders; and various other artists
I make it alone When love is gone Still you made your mark Here in my heart One day I'll fly away Leave you love to yesterday What more can your love do for me When will love be through with me I follow the night Can't stand the light When will I begin My life again One day I'll fly away Leave you love to yesterday What more can your love do for me When will love be through with me Why live life from dream to dream Dread the day that dreaming ends One day I'll fly away Leave you love to yesterday What more can your love do for me When will love be through with me Why live life from dream to dream And dread the day that dreaming ends One day I'll fly away
One Day At A Time Composer(s): Marijohn Wilkins; Kris Kristofferson Performer(s): Cristy Lane; and various other artists
I'm only human, I'm just a woman Help me believe in what I could be And all that I am Show me the stairway, I have to climb Lord for my sake, teach me to take One day at a time
Chorus: One day at a time sweet Jesus That's all I'm asking from you Just give me the strength To do everyday what I have to do Yesterday's gone sweet Jesus And tomorrow may never be mine Lord help me today, show me the way One day at a time
Do you remember, when you walked among men? Well Jesus you know if you're looking below It's worse now, than then Cheating and stealing, violence and crime So for my sake, teach me to take One day at a time
Les ailes de la Rolls effleuraient des pylônes Quand m'étant malgré moi égaré Nous arrivâmes ma Rolls et moi dans une zone Dangereuse, un endroit isolé
Là-bas, sur le capot de cette Silver Ghost De dix-neuf cent dix s'avance en éclaireur La Vénus d'argent du radiateur Dont les voiles légers volent aux avant-postes
Hautaine, dédaigneuse, tandis que hurle le poste De radio couvrant le silence du moteur Elle fixe l'horizon et l'esprit ailleurs Semble tout ignorer des trottoirs que j'accoste
Ruelles, culs-de-sac aux stationnements Interdits par la loi, le cur indifférent Elle tient le mors de mes vingt-six chevaux-vapeur
Prince des ténèbres, archange maudit Amazone modern' style que le sculpteur En anglais, surnomma Spirit of Ecstasy
Ainsi je déconnais avant que je ne perde Le contrôle de la Rolls J'avançais lentement Ma voiture dériva et un heurt violent Me tira soudain de ma rêverie Merde! J'aperçus une roue de vélo à l'avant Qui continuait de rouler en roue libre Et comme une poupée qui perdait l'équilibre La jupe retroussée sur ses pantalons blancs
One Chance At A Time Composer(s): Kenny Loggins; Glen Ballard Performer(s): Kenny Loggins
Hello there You tell me You got a lot of real respect For my kind The Old Timers I'm old enough to know the rules But nobody gave me the book I had to learn to improvise myself 'N time 'n time I let me down Until I learned the hard way How to feel What's real
Chorus:
But you get one chance at a life To give it all and get it right 'N after all this time in mine Everything I thought I knew Was tellin' me To give it up And leave it all behind But you get endless second chances To take it One Chance at a Time
For love 'n money I made a lot-a dumb mistakes In my time Believe me I proved and proved it I can't believe I'm gonna prove it again It's time to reinvent myself But where the hell does the fire come from When makin' it don't make it anymore?
Chorus
Time and Love I been lookin' all my life For time and love Hoping a breeze will come 'n take me I been waiting And waiting And sailing in one place Like a bird against the wind Afraid to turn and fly away
Mélodie Pour Un Amour English Title: Broken Hearted Melody Composer(s): Hal David; Sherman Edwards; Donald Meyer; Frank Gérard Performer(s): Caterina Valente; Dalida
Joue toi qui es musicien Joue seulement ce refrain Joue jusqu'au petit matin Joue ça me fait du bien
Car vois-tu ça c'est la Mélodie pour un amour Qui n'a pas duré toujours Mais qui a laissé pourtant Depuis si longtemps toute sa fraîcheur Au fond de mon cur
Car nous n'étions que deux enfants Qui s'aimaient bien tendrement Mais qui découvraient la vie Comme un nouveau fruit Et croyaient encore à l'ile aux trésors
Joue toi qui es musicien Joue seulement ce refrain Joue jusqu'au petit matin Joue ça me fait du bien
Car vois-tu ça c'est la Mélodie pour deux enfants Qui n'ont pas compris à temps Que leur chanson d'amoureux Resterait pour eux jusqu'au dernier jour La mélodie d'un grand amour Joue ou ou ou ou Joue ou ou ou ou...
Melodie Poesie French, Italian, & Spanish Titles: Quand Tu Dors Près De Moi; Quando Dormirai; No Es El Adios Composer(s): Auric; Feltz Performer(s): Dalida
Melodie poesie Was ich träum tu ich nie Doch ich hör dieses lied Wenn im traum das Schöne geschieht
Melodie poesie Keine sagt so wie die Was ich fühl wenn ich spür Von mir führt ein weg zu dir
Denn deine augen die leuchten Seitdem sie mich sehn Wir müssen beide die wege Der liebe weitergehn
Melodie Poesie Was ich träum tu ich nie Doch ich hör dieses lied Wenn im traum das schöne geschieht
Melodie poesie Keine sagt so wie die Was ich fühl wenn ich spür Von mir führt ein weg zu dir
One Burning Desire Composer(s): Hugh Cornwell Performer(s): Hugh Cornwell
I'm gonna try and steal a car Drive it off with you somewhere afar I'll start a fire deep inside Find a place where we can hide And as life flashes by You want to know the reasons why I'll be there with words to take you higher One burning desire
I'm gonna try to be a light Set the world on fire day and night We start an education here The signs look good no need to fear The other people come and go Why play the scenes they only know I'll be here to help you walk the wire One burning desire one burning desire
One burning desire One burning desire One burning desire One burning desire
I want to get inside your head Find your ma and pa and what got said And as we get familiar too Find every scar and small tattoo And as we start to play the game I'll confess and take the blame But you're the one who poured fuel on the fire One burning desire one burning desire one burning desire
One burning desire One burning desire One burning desire One burning desire
One Brown Mouse Composer(s): Ian Anderson Performer(s): Jethro Tull; Echolyn; The Kelele Brothers; Steve Lieberman
Smile your little smile, take some tea with me awhile Brush away that black cloud from your shoulder Twitch your whiskers Feel that you're really real Another tea-time, another day older
Puff warm breath on your tiny hands You wish you were a man who every day can turn another page Behind your glass you sit and look at my ever-open book One Brown Mouse sitting in a cage
Do you wonder if I really care for you Am I just the company you keep Which one of us exercises on the old treadmill Who hides his head, pretending to sleep?
Smile your little smile, take some tea with me awhile And every day we'll turn another page Behind our glass we'll sit and look at our ever-open book One Brown Mouse sitting in a cage
1948
((Adapted from: Alone Again (Naturally) (by Gilbert O'Sullivan) - 1972))
Composer(s): Gilbert O'Sullivan - Kees Van Kooten - Wim De Bie
Performer(s): Gerard Cox - 1972
Buiten huilt de wind om 't huis
Maar de kachel staat te snorren op vier
Er hangt een lapje voor de brievenbus
En in de tochtigste kieren zit papier
Wij waren heel erg arm en niemand hield van ons
Maar we hadden thee en nog geen tv
Maar wel radio en lange vingers
We gingen nog in bad, haartjes nat
Nog even op, totdat vader zei: "Vooruit, naar bed"
Dan kregen we een kruik mee
Gezichten op 't behang
Maar niet echt van binnen bang
Toen was geluk heel gewoon
Buiten huilt de wind om 't huis
Maar moeder breit een warme sjaal
En het ganzebord op tafel
stond er de volgende moregen nog helemaal
Ook gingen wij naar 't bos
Daar zijn we toen verdwaald
Van de wag geraakt, carriere gemaakt
Heel die pannekoekensmaak vergeten
En Nederland herrees onder Drees
Fanny Blankers Koen die won vier maal goud in Londen
Als je jokte was dat zonde
De legpuzzle kwam klaar
In het derde vredesjaar
Toen was geluk heel gewoon
Die schooltas bleek het eerste teken
Dat de zaak wal was bekeken
Voor zover je zonder plechtsbesef
Je leven leed, je leven leed
Buiten huilt de wind om 't huis
Maar binnen stond de kolenkit paraat
En de stoep waarop geknikkerd werd
Was het belangrijste stukje van de straat
En Nederland was groot en niemand ging nog dood
En gezelligheid kende nauw'lijks tijd
Bij waxinelichtjes van Verkade
We gingen nog in bad, haartjes nat
Nog even op, totdat vader zei: "Vooruit, naar bed"
Dan kregen we een kruik mee
Gezichten op 't behang
Maar niet echt van binnen bang
Toen was geluk heel gewoon
Melodia De Arrabal Composer(s): Mario Battistella; Carlos Gardel; Alfredo Le Pera Performer(s): Carlos Gardel
Barrio plateado por la luna rumor de milongas es toda tu fortuna Hay un fuelle que rezonga en la cortada mistonga mientras que una pebeta linda como una flor espera coqueta bajo la quieta luz de un farol
Barrio, barrio que tenés el alma inquieta de un gorrión sentimental ¡Penas, ruegos! Es todo el barrio malevo melodía de arrabal ¡Viejo barrio! ¡Perdoná si a evocarte se me pianta un lagrimón que al rodar en tu empedrao es un beso prolongao que te da mi corazón
Cuna de taitas y cantores de broncas y entreveros de todos mis amores En tus muros con mi acero yo grabé nombres que quiero Rosa, la milonguita era rubia Margot y en la primer cita la paica Rita me dio su amor
One Boy, Two Little Girls Composer(s): Bill Giant; Bernie Baum; Florence Kaye Performer(s): Elvis Presley
One boy, two little girls Three hearts yearning for love Although it's hard to explain I know it may sound insane But this one boy loves two little girls
Folks say three is a crowd To each boy, one girl's allowed But right now I'm having such fun I just can't give up either one 'Cos this one boy loves two little girls
There will come a time I'll have to settle down But until that time I love two girls hanging around
Now one day I must decide Which one I'll choose for my bride But till we three must part I've twice as much love in my heart 'Cos this one boy loves two little girls
One Bourbon, One Scotch, One Beer Composer(s): John Lee Hooker Performer(s): John Lee Hooker; and various other artists
One bourbon, one scotch, and one beer One bourbon, one scotch, and one beer Hey mister bartender come here I want another drink and I want it now
My baby she gone, she been gone two night I ain't seen my baby since night before last One bourbon, one scotch, and one beer
(Spoken) And then I sit there, gettin' high, mellow Knocked out, feeling good and by the time I looked on the wall at the old clock on the wall By that time, it was ten thirty daddy
I looked down the bar, at the bartender He said, "Now what do you want Johnny?"
One bourbon, one scotch, and one beer
Well my baby she gone, she been gone two night I ain't seen my baby since night before last I wanna get drunk till I'm off of my mind One bourbon, one scotch, and one beer
(Spoken) And I sat there, gettin' high, stoned Knocked out, and by the time I looked on the wall, at the old clock again And by that time, it was a quarter to two
Last call for alcohol, I said, Hey mister bartender, what do you want?"
One bourbon, one scotch, and one beer One bourbon, one scotch, and one beer One bourbon, one scotch, and one beer
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As performed by George Thorogood:
Wanna tell you a story About the house-man blues I come home one Friday Had to tell the landlady I'd-a lost my job She said that don't confront me Long as I get my money next Friday Now next Friday come I didn't get the rent And out the door I went
So I goes to the landlady I said, "You let me slide?" I'll have the rent for you in a month Next I don't know So said let me slide it on you know people I notice when I come home in the evening She ain't got nothing nice to say to me But for five year she was so nice Loh' she was lovy-dovy I come home one particular evening The landlady said, "You got the rent money yet?" I said, "No, can't find no job" Therefore I ain't got no money to pay the rent She said "I don't believe you're tryin' to find no job" Said "I seen you today you was standin' on a corner Leaning up against a post" I said "But I'm tired, I've been walkin' all day" She said "That don't confront me Long as I get my money next Friday" Now next Friday come I didn't have the rent And out the door I went
So I go down the streets Down to my good friend's house I said "Look man I'm outdoors you know Can I stay with you maybe a couple days?" He said "Let me go and ask my wife" He come out of the house I could see it in his face I know that was no He said "I don't know man, ah she kinda funny, you know" I said "I know, everybody funny, now you funny too" So I go back home I tell the landlady I got a job, I'm gonna pay the rent She said "Yeah?" I said "Oh yeah" And then she was so nice Loh' she was lovy-dovy So I go in my room, pack up my things and I go I slip on out the back door and down the streets I go She a-howlin' about the front rent, she'll be lucky to get any back rent She ain't gonna get none of it So I stop in the local bar you know people I go to the bar, I ring my coat, I call the bartender Said "Look man, come down here", he got down there So what you want?
One bourbon, one scotch, one beer Well I ain't seen my baby since I don't know when I've been drinking bourbon, whiskey, scotch and gin Gonna get high man I'm gonna get loose Need me a triple shot of that juice Gonna get drunk don't you have no fear I want one bourbon, one scotch and one beer One bourbon, one scotch, one beer
But I'm sitting now at the bar I'm getting drunk, I'm feelin' mellow I'm drinkin' bourbon, I'm drinkin' scotch, I'm drinkin' beer Looked down the bar, here come the bartender I said "Look man, come down here" So what you want?
One bourbon, one scotch, one beer No I ain't seen my baby since the night before last Gotta get a drink man I'm gonna get gassed Gonna get high man I ain't had enough Need me a triple shot of that stuff Gonna get drunk won't you listen right here I want one bourbon, one shot and one beer One bourbon, one scotch, one beer
Now by this time I'm plenty high, You know when your mouth a-getting dry you're plenty high Looked down the bar I say to my bartender I said "Look man, come down here", he got down there So what you want this time? I said "Look man, a-what time is it?" He said "The clock on the wall say three o'clock Last call for alcohol, so what you need?"
One bourbon, one scotch, one beer No I ain't seen my baby since a nigh' and a week Gotta get drunk man till I can't even speak Gonna get high man listen to me One drink ain't enough Jack you better make it three I wanna get drunk I'm gonna make it real clear I want one bourbon, one scotch and one beer One bourbon, one scotch, one beer
One Bad Apple Composer(s): George Jackson Performer(s): The Osmonds; and various other artists
I can tell you've been hurt by that look on your face, girl Some guy brought sad into your happy world You need love, but you're afraid that if you give in someone else will come along and sock it to ya again One bad apple don't spoil the whole bunch, girl Oh, give it one more try before you give up on love One bad apple don't spoil the whole bunch girl Oh, I don't care what they say I don't care what you heard I could make you happy, baby satisfy you, too But how can I if you won't give me a chance to prove my love to you? Won't you just give me one chance? I'll give you my guarantee that you won't be hurt again One bad apple don't spoil the whole bunch, girl Oh, give it one more try before you give up on love One bad apple don't spoil the whole bunch, girl Oh, I don't care what they say I don't care what you heard now I've been noticing you, baby for a long, long time And I'm not ashamed to tell the world that you really messed up my mind Girl, to me you're like a dream come true I'd rather hurt myself than to ever hurt you One bad apple don't spoil the whole bunch, girl Oh, give it one more try before you give up on love, girl One bad apple don't spoil the whole bunch, girl Oh, I don't care what they say I don't care what you heard now One bad apple don't spoil the whole bunch, girl....
