Retro-Songteksten: Evergreens, Classics, Old-Time Favourites, Hits Uit Onze Jeugd
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Love's Old Sweet Song Composer(s): G. Clifton Bingham - James Molloy Performer(s): Nelson Eddy and multiple other artists
Once in the dear dead days beyond recall When on the world the mists began to fall Out of the dreams that rose in happy throng Low to our hearts love sang an old sweet song And in the dusk where fell the firelight gleam Softly it wove itself into our dream
Just a song at twilight When the lights are low And the flickering shadows Softly come and go Though the heart be weary Sad the day and long Still to us at twilight comes love's old song Comes love's old sweet song
Even today we hear love's song of yore Deep in our hearts it dwells forever more Footsteps may falter, weary grows our way Still we can hear it at the close of day So till the end when life's dim shadows fall Love will be found the sweetest song of all
Just a song at twilight When the lights are low And the flickering shadows Softly come and go
Though the heart be weary Sad the day and long Still to us at twilight comes love's old song Comes love's old sweet song
Mon Credo Composer(s): André Pascal; Paul Mauriat Performer(s): Mireille Mathieu; Paul Mauriat
Oui je crois, qu'une vie ça commence avec un mot d'amour Oui je crois, que la mienne commence à partir de ce jour Oui je crois, à tous les mots d'amour que tu inventes pour moi Oui je crois, tout ce que tu me dis parce que je crois en toi
Aussi vrai qu'avec un peu d'amour on fait tourner la terre Aussi vrai que tes yeux sont ma seule lumière Aussi vrai que ma vie tient au fil de nos joies
Oui je crois, que mes jours n'attendaient qu'un mot d'amour de toi Je crois, que tout l'amour du monde est là quand tu es près de moi J'y crois chaque fois que tu m'ouvres tes bras
Oui je crois, qu'on peut bâtir un monde avec des mots d'amour Oui je crois, que nous ferons ce monde à nous deux chaque jour Oui je crois, qu'il nous faudra mêler nos larmes et nos joies Mais je crois, que j'aimerai la vie si je vis avec toi
Aussi vrai qu'avec un peu d'amour on fait tourner la terre Aussi vrai que tes yeux sont ma seule lumière Aussi vrai que ma vie tient au fil de nos joies
Oui je crois, que mes jours n'attendaient qu'un mot d'amour de toi Je crois, que tout l'amour du monde est là quand tu est là Je crois à chaque vérité qui me viendra de toi...
Get On Top Composer(s): Larry Beckett; Tim Buckley Performer(s): Tim Buckley
Like a slow burn slow burn Ya move that mama over to me Get on top of me woman Get on top Let me see what you learned tonight Then I talk in tongues mama Oh when I love you Yes I talk in tongues
Get on top of me woman Get on top, Get on top of me woman I just wanna see what you learned
Well like a bitch dog in heat we had those bed springs a Squeakin' all day long And didn't you hear those walls a talkin'
Non Hai Più ((French Version: Tu N'as Plus (Charles Aznavour)) Composer(s): Calabrese - Charles Aznavour - Garvarentz Performer(s): Charles Aznavour
Abbiamo io e te folleggiato qua e là Ma è tempo di andar con più tranquillità Si veste ogni nuova avventura Di non attendibilità E più di una brutta figura La fuga ti risparmierà Non hai più, non hai più La prestanza del tempo che fu Non ti resta una volta di più Che sperare... Non hai più, non hai più La superbia tua prima virtù E, mancando l'ardore che fu Ah, che vuoi fare? Non hai vitalità Sei più triste che mai E non c'è sazietà In quel poco che dai Se ne è andata l'età Delle tua facoltà senza pari Non hai più, non hai più Puoi sognare se vuoi pure tu I ricordi potrai tutt'al più Raccontare Non hai più, non hai più Tante arie da mettere sù Vieni amico, contemplati In uno specchio Non hai più, non hai più Il tuo corpo da "attenta-virtù" E gli sguardi non fremono più Da parecchio Sei quel frutto che ormai Non si raccoglierà Perché spremerlo ormai Per quel poco che dà Ma riposati và E poi campa da povero vecchio Non hai più, non hai più I delitti di lesa virtù Buonanotte all'ardore che fu ... Ed al secchio! Non hai più, non hai più Ma sta' calmo, ragionaci sù Oramai non attaccano più Le promesse Non hai più, non hai più Che da essere papà tutt'al più Queste cose, non ciò che vuoi tu Sono ammesse Sulla fronte che hai Più spaziosa che mai Spunteranno le insegne di regalità Che purtropo però solo ai cervi Natura concesse Non hai più, non hai più Che i discorsi del tempo che fu Stringi femmine come vuoi tu, trepidanti Ma ne devi pagar le virtù In contanti
Lovesick Blues ((French Version: Je Ne Pense Qu'à L'amour (Eddy Mitchell) - 1963)) Composer(s): Irving Mills - Cliff Friend First release by: Elsie Clark - 1922 Covered by multiple other artists
I got a feelin' called the blues Since my baby said good-bye Lawd I don't know what l'll do All I do is sit and sigh That last long day she said goodbye Well Lawd, I thought I would cry She'd do me, she'd do you She's got that kind of lovin' Lawd, I love to hear her When she calls me sweet daddy
Such a beautiful dream I hate to think it's all over I lost my heart it seems I've grown so used to you somehow But I'm nobody's sugar daddy now And I'm lonesome, I got the lovesick blues
I'm in love, I'm in love with a beautiful gal That's whats the matter with me I'm in love, I'm in love with a beautiful gal But she don't care about me
Lawd I tried and tried to keep her satisfied But she just wouldn't stay So now that she is leavin' This is all I say ...
Mon Corps Composer(s): Georges Moustaki Performer(s): Georges Moustaki
Mon corps ce compagnon de jeux et de souffrances Mon corps que je partage et qui revient toujours S'endormir avec moi dans le même silence Épuisé de plaisir et rassasié d'amour
Mon corps cet étranger que parfois j'apprivoise Pour en faire l'offrande à la dame de coeur Qui m'a offert le sien son corps que je pavoise Aux couleurs du valet et celles du joker
Mon corps que je connais depuis mon plus jeune âge Qui n'a que moi au monde et qui veille qur moi Qui reçoit les honneurs et subit les outrages Mon corps mon âme soeur et mon frère siamois
Mon corps ce vagabond qui m'emmène en ballade Insatiable de tout et qui n'a peur de rien D'accord pour la luxure et prêt pour la croisade Capitaine au long cours ou simple galérien
Mon corps ce compagnon de jeux et de souffrances Qui me montre la route quand je perds le nord Qui me suit pas à pas dans toutes mes errances Fidèles l'un à l'autre à la vie à la mort
Get Off My Cloud Composer(s): Mick Jagger; Keith Richards Performer(s): The Rolling Stones; and various other artists
I live in an apartment on the ninety-ninth floor of my block And I sit at home looking out the window Imagining the world has stopped Then in flies a guy who's all dressed up like a Union Jack And says, I've won five pounds if I have his kind of detergent pack
I said, Hey! You! Get off of my cloud Hey! You! Get off of my cloud Hey! You! Get off of my cloud Don't hang around 'cause two's a crowd On my cloud, baby
The telephone is ringing, I say, "Hi, it's me Who is there on the line?" A voice says, "Hi, hello, how are you?" Well, I guess I'm doin' fine He says, "It's three a.m., there's too much noise Don't you people ever wanna go to bed? Just 'cause you feel so good, do you have to drive me out of my head?"
I said, Hey! You! Get off of my cloud Hey! You! Get off of my cloud Hey! You! Get off of my cloud Don't hang around 'cause two's a crowd On my cloud, baby
I was sick and tired, fed up with this And decided to take a drive downtown It was so very queit and peaceful There was nobody, not a soul around I laid myself out, I was so tired And I started to dream In the morning the parking tickets were just like a flag stuck on my window screen
I said, Hey! You! Get off of my cloud Hey! You! Get off of my cloud Hey! You! Get off of my cloud Don't hang around 'cause two's a crowd On my cloud, baby
I said, Hey! You! Get off of my cloud Hey! You! Get off of my cloud Hey! You! Get off of my cloud Don't hang around 'cause two's a crowd On my cloud...
Je Ne Pense Qu'à L'amour ((Adapted from: Lovesick Blues (Elsie Clark) - 1922)) Composer(s): Irving Mills - Cliff Friend - Fernand Bonifay Performer(s): Eddy Mitchell - 1963
"Moi, je ne pense quà lAmour Mais lAmour veut-il de moi? Je ne pense quà lAmour Mais lui pense-t-il à moi? Jaimerais pourtant bien rencontrer La fille dont jai toujours rêvé Impatient, je lattends Je lattends depuis longtemps Dans le grand jardin fleuri De mes longues nuits Je ne changerai pas Je ne pense quà lAmour Et cest bien mon droit Car à vingt ans, cest le moment De mener son cur tambour battant Et de vivre sa vie A sa fantaisie Je peux danser, mamuser Essayer de me saouler Dans les rythmes endiablés Je peux rester enfermé Dans ma chambre, sans parler Pendant des soirées Je peux sortir, revenir Fouiller dans mes souvenirs Rien ne peut me guérir Je reste seul, abandonné L Amour ma oublié Mais, je ne pense quà lAmour Car lAmour cest tout pour moi Je ne pense quà lAmour Qui me glisse entre les doigts Jaimerais pourtant bien rencontrer La fille dont jai toujours rêvé Impatient, je lattends Je lattends depuis longtemps Dans le grand jardin fleuri De mes longues nuits Je ne changerai pas Je ne pense quà lAmour Et cest bien mon droit Je ne suis pas celui quon croit Celle qui viendra le comprendra Car je nai quune envie, laimer pour toute la vie Je nai quune envie, laimer pour toute la vie"
Lovely Rita Composer(s): John Lennon - Paul McCartney First release by: The Beatles - 1967 Covered by multiple other artists
Lovely Rita meter maid ... Lovely Rita meter maid ... Lovely Rita meter maid ... Nothing can come between us When it gets dark I tow your heart away Standing by a parking meter, when I caught a glimpse of Rita filling in a ticket in her little white book In a cap she looked much older And the bag across her shoulder Made her look a little like a military man Lovely Rita meter maid ... May I inquire discreetly When are you free to take some tea with me Took her out and tried to win her Had a laugh and over dinner Told her I would really like to see her again Got the bill and Rita paid it Took her home I nearly made it Sitting on the sofa with a sister or two Oh, Lovely Rita meter maid ... Where would I be without you Give us a wink and make me think of you
Get Off Composer(s): William Carlos Diggs; Ishmael Ledesma Performer(s): Foxy
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
Yeah Get off
Music may ease and end all discretion So we can get off We keep under the sheets with two lovelys So we can get off
Said I hope that we get the promise, ladies And make me get off Take it from girls with our imagination So we can get off
Call me up at your place, I can love you crazy In the heat you will understand Danger and excitement, thats what makes a lady Find out what she wants in a man
To get off, to get off, to get off, to get off To get off, to get off, to get off, to get, get off
Lookin?through that dress that drive me crazy and makes me get off Sensuality excites my mind, it makes get off If I were you Id get a good perspective on how to get off Love me wild and love me crazy, so we can get off
Call me up at your place, I can love you crazy In the heat you will understand Danger and excitement, thats what makes a lady Find out what she wants in a man
To get off, to get off, to get off, to get off To get off, to get off, to get off, to get, get off
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
Get off
So get off to get off, to get off, to get, get off Get off to get off, to get off, get off So get off, get off, to get off, to get, get off Get off to get off, get off, get off
To get off, to get off, to get off, to get, get off Get off, get off, get off, to get off Get off to get off, get off, get, get off Get off, get off, so get off, just get off Get off, get off, get off
Mon combat Je l'ai livré avec mon âme Et la foi Qui dormait au fond de mon coeur Me dévorait de mille flammes Et sa voix, et sa voix Me faisait rêver de bonheur À l'amour Qu'est le combat que tous les êtres Tour à tour Livrent au vent du désespoir À l'amour Qu'est le seul bien qui nous pénètre Chaque jour, chaque jour Avec plus de force et d'espoir
Mon combat C'est la lutte de tout le monde Pour son droit En des jours meilleurs Mon combat Je l'ai livré avec mon âme Et la foi Qui dormait au fond de mon coeur Mon combat Me dévorait de mille flammes Et sa voix, et sa voix Me faisait rêver de bonheur
Mon combat Je l'ai livré avec furie Et la joie Que je récolte est bien à moi Mon combat Je l'ai gagné avec ma vie Pour que toi et moi Nous ayons l'amour J'ai livré un jour Mon combat
Get Me To The World On Time Composer(s): Jill Jones; Annette Tucker Performer(s): The Electric Prunes
Here I go (higher, higher) Here I go (higher, higher) Here I go, go, go, go, go You gotta get me to the world on time You gotta get me to the world on time
The minute you walk in the room I break into a sweat My hands begin to shake so bad I can't light my cigarrette Then you start walkin' towards me and my cool comes all undone If I could get my feet to move I'd turn around and run
My pulse is beatin' faster And I'm headin' for disaster
Here I go (higher, higher) Here I go (higher, higher) Here I go Get me to the world on time You gotta get me to the world on time
One kiss from you and my whole body starts to actin' strange You shake up all my hormones, you put me through a change This chemical reaction isn't easy to refine You drive me to distraction, you disturb my peace of mind
You got me spinning like a top now And I don't know how to stop now
Is this what loves all about Lately I feel so without Wild sensations Sweet frustrations You get me goin' and theres no slowin' me down
Lovely Lady Composer(s): Ted Koehler - Jimmy McHugh Performer(s): Kenny Baker and multiple other artists
Lovely lady, I'm falling madly In love with you It's a feeling beyond concealing What can I do Take my heart, it's yours alone To keep forever Lovely lady, I'm falling madly In love with you
Un blues digital Me "spleen", me fait mal Une chanson "laser" Peut rayer mon cur À peine entrée dans ma vie Tu cherches déjà la sortie J'suis plus ton "top" plus ton "hit"
Et tu brises mon cur vinyle
Y'en a qu'en pleurent D'autres qui dansent Pas moi, pas moi Y'en a qu'en meurent D'autres qui chantent Comme moi, comme moi J'ai p't'être trop donné Je peux plus t'étonner Plus t'étonner J'suis p't'être plus ton style P't'être plus ton style Plus ton style Et tu brises mon cur de vinyle
Je casse comme un disque Mi-cire mi-plastique J'suis pas un record Pour une "collector" À peine entré dans ta vie Tu m'montres déjà la sortie J'suis plus ton "top" plus ton type Et tu brises mon cur vinyle
Y'en a qu'en pleurent D'autres qui dansent Pas moi, pas moi Mais les sans-cur s'en balancent Comme toi comme toi J'suis p't'être trop fragile P't'être plus ton style Plus ton style J'suis p't'être trop fragile P't'être trop fragile Trop fragile Et tu brises mon cur de vinyle
Y'en a qu'en pleurent D'autres qui dansent Pas moi, pas moi Y'en a qu'en meurent D'autres qui chantent Comme moi, comme moi J'suis p't'être plus ton style Mon cur de vinyle C'est p't'être trop fragile Un cur de vinyle
Get Me To The Church On Time
((Dutch Version: Als Ik Straks De Kerk Maar Haal (by Johan Kaart) - 1960))
Composer(s): Frederick Loewe - Alan Jay Lerner
First performance/First release by: Stanley Holloway, Gordon Dilworth, Rod McLennan - 1956
Covered by multiple other artists
Jamie, Harry, Friends:
There's just a few more hours
That's all the time you've got
A few more hours
Before they tie the knot
Doolittle:
There are drinks and girls all over London, and I've
gotta track 'em down in just a few more hours!
I'm getting married in the morning!
Ding dong! The bells are gonna chime
Pull out the stopper!
Let's have a whopper!
But get me to the church on time!
I gotta be there in the mornin'
Spruced up and lookin' in me prime
Girls, come and kiss me
Show how you'll miss me
But get me to the church on time!
If I am dancin'
Roll up the floor
If I am whistlin'
Whewt me out the door!
For I'm gettin' married in the mornin'
Ding dong! the bells are gonna chime
Kick up an rumpus
But don't lost the compass
And get me to the church
Get me to the church
For Gawd's sake, get me to the church on time!
Doolittle and Everyone:
I'm getting married in the morning
Ding dong! the bells are gonna chime
Doolittle
Drug me or jail me
Stamp me and mail me
All:
But get me to the church on time!
I gotta be there in the morning
Spruced up and lookin' in me prime
Doolittle:
Some bloke who's able
Lift up the table
All:
And get em to the church on time!
Doolittle:
If I am flying
Then shoot me down
If I am wooin'
Get her out of town!
All:
For I'm getting married in the morning!
Ding dong! the bells are gonna chime
Doolittle:
Feather and tar me
Call out the Army
But get me to the church
All:
Get me to the church...
Doolittle:
For Gawd's sake, get me to the church on time!
Harry and Everyone:
Starlight is reelin' home to bed now
Mornin' is smearin' up the sky
London is wakin'
Daylight is breakin'
Good luck, old chum
Good health, goodbye
Doolittle:
I'm gettin' married in the mornin'
Ding dong! the bells are gonna chime...
Hail and salute me
Then haul off and boot me...
And get me to the church
Get me to the church...
For Gawd's sake, get me to the church on time!
I feel my time has come I feel the winter's done I see the brighter sun of the summer days and in your face I see someone who holds the key to everything I need to hope is my desire
In every word you say I feel it coming through with every move you make my heart believes in you there'll be no turning back can be no turnin' round I'm gonna give it all to this love I found
I'm gonna get lucky I'm gonna get lucky this time I feel I'm gonna get lucky real love's so hard to find I feel at last this love is mine I'm gonna get lucky I'm gonna get lucky this time
With every kiss you give me I'm sure this love will live I feel my heart will be safe for everymore sometime I've been so wrong I've had to pay the price the tears and loneliness of all the sacrifice
I'm gonna get lucky so lucky this time I'm gonna get lucky get lucky I'm gonna get lucky real love's so hard to find I feel at last this love is mine
With every tender touch I feel the need in you you are the one for me my heart believes it's true each time I ask myself oh could I be wrong I feel it coming through I feel it coming strong
I'm gonna get lucky get lucky I'm gonna get lucky this time I'm gonna get lucky get lucky I'm gonna get lucky real love's so hard to find I feel at last this love is mine
I'm gonna get lucky I'm gonna get lucky this time I'm gonna get lucky I'm gonna get lucky real love's so hard to find I feel at last this love is mine
