Retro-Songteksten: Evergreens, Classics, Old-Time Favourites, Hits Uit Onze Jeugd
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Take A Letter Maria ((French Version: Envoie La Lettre Maria (Eddy Mitchell) - 1969)) Composer(s): R.B. Greaves First release by: R.B. Greaves - 1969 Covered by multiple other artists
Last night as I got home about a half past ten There was the woman I thought I knew In the arms of another man I kept my cool, I ain't no fool Let me tell you what happened then I packed some clothes and I walked out And I ain't going back again
So take a letter Maria, address it to my wife Say I won't be coming home, gonna start a new life So take a letter Maria, address it to my wife Send a copy to my lawyer, gotta start a new life
You've been many things but most of all a good secretary to me And it's times like this I feel you've always been close to me Was I wrong to work nights to try to build a good lif All work and no play has just cost me a wife
So take a letter Maria, address it to my wife Say I won't be coming home, gonna start a new life So take a letter Maria, address it to my wife Send a copy to my lawyer, gotta start a new life
When a man loves a woman it's hard to understand That she would find more pleasure in the arms of another man I never really noticed how sweet you are to me It just so happens I'm free tonight Would you like to have dinner with me
So take a letter Maria, address it to my wife Say I won't be coming home, gonna start a new life So take a letter Maria, address it to my wife Send a copy to my lawyer, gotta start a new life
So take a letter Maria, address it to my wife Send a copy to my lawyer, gotta start a new life
Morning Will Come Composer(s): Randy California Performer(s): Spirit
Come, come, come to me... A yes you got a smile, makes me wow for you baby Yes you got a style that turns me on man Ohh Please don't be late No don't hesitate Cuz in a while The morning will come Yes the morning will come Our morning will come Yes the morning will Come, come, come to me... Well you got love that makes me cry for you baby Such a special love it turns me on man Come in the morning In the morning
Yes the morning will come Yes the morning will Come, come, come to me To me only, to me only ohh Please don't be late now Don't hesitate Because in a while The morning will come Yes the morning (got to) Morning will come, yes the morning Don't you know that the morning will come Yes the morning will come, yes the morning will come Yes the morning will Come, come, come to me
G-i-r-l Spells Trouble Composer(s): Ernest Tubb; Arbie Gibson Performer(s): Ernest Tubb
G-I-R-L Spells Trouble But a man just cant get along without um
G-I-R-L Spells Trouble But what in the world we going to do about um
Now if they want to love you and call you there own A gal can make a good man leave his home Theres nothing like the fury of a woman scorned She can make a man wish hed never been born
G-I-R-L Spells Trouble But a man just cant get along without um
Ah bashful Billy Byrd now
Girls Girls... Girls... There just plain misery
Now fellas listen here Heres the way it looks to me
G-I-R-L Spells Trouble But a man just cant get along without um
G-I-R-L Spells Trouble But what in the heck we going to do about um
Now if they want to love you and call you there own A gal can make a good man leave his home Theres nothing like the fury of a woman scorned She can make a man wish hed never been born
G-I-R-L Spells Trouble But a man just cant get along without um
Im just confessing But a man just cant get along without umG-I-R-L Spells Trouble But a man just cant get along without um
G-I-R-L Spells Trouble But what in the world we going to do about um
Now if they want to love you and call you there own A gal can make a good man leave his home Theres nothing like the fury of a woman scorned She can make a man wish hed never been born
G-I-R-L Spells Trouble But a man just cant get along without um
Ah bashful Billy Byrd now
Girls Girls... Girls... There just plain misery
Now fellas listen here Heres the way it looks to me
G-I-R-L Spells Trouble But a man just cant get along without um
G-I-R-L Spells Trouble But what in the heck we going to do about um
Now if they want to love you and call you there own A gal can make a good man leave his home Theres nothing like the fury of a woman scorned She can make a man wish hed never been born
G-I-R-L Spells Trouble But a man just cant get along without um
Im just confessing But a man just cant get along without um
Envoie La Lettre Maria ((Adapted from: Take A Letter Maria (R.B. Greaves) - 1969)) Composer(s): R.B. Greaves - Eddy Mitchell Performer(s): Eddy Mitchell - 1969
Hier J'ai vu mourir Un grand amour fait pour durer L'un de mes meilleurs amis A détruit son bonheur passé Il est parti de chez lui Et s'est rendu à son bureau Sa secrétaire se leva Mon ami lui dicta ces mots
Envoie la lettre Maria Adressée à ma femme Demain quant elle la lira Nous serons loin déjà Envoie la lettre Maria Adressée à ma femme Demain quant elle la lira Nous serons loin déjà
C'est dur De vivre à deux Sans jamais connaître l'ennui L'habitude d'être heureux A lassé mon meilleur ami Il veut Changer de vie Et connaître d'autres aventures Quant à sa femme Il l'oublie Et provoque ainsi la rupture
Envoie la lettre Maria Adressée à ma femme Demain quant elle la lira Nous serons loin déjà Envoie la lettre Maria Adressée à ma femme Demain quant elle la lira Nous serons loin déjà
Sa course Au bonheur N'est pourtant pas prêt de finir Il ferme Son coeur Et n'en finit plus de mentir Il est parti de chez lui Et s'est rendu à son bureau Sa secrétaire se leva Mon ami lui dicta ces mots
Envoie la lettre Maria Adressée à ma femme Demain quant elle la lira Nous serons loin déjà Envoie la lettre Maria Adressée à ma femme Demain quant elle la lira Nous serons loin déjà
Girl On A Swing Composer(s): Robert Miranda Performer(s): Gerry & The Pacemakers; The Happenings; Bob Miranda
I stand out of sight And watch as the light from the sun Shines through her hair
From yonder she came I don't know her name Still I love that girl on a swing
Girl on a swing, swing high Girl on a swing, swing low Take all the hate from the world that we're in Girl on a swing, swing high Girl on a swing, swing low And you can cast all your troubles to the wind
She comes with the light Then goes with the night My heart just yearns But then comes the dawn And she returns
Girl on a swing, swing high Girl on a swing, swing low Take all the hate from the world that we're in Girl on a swing, swing high Girl on a swing, swing low And you can cast all your troubles to the wind
Take A Giant Step ((Portuguese Version: Dê Um Passo À Frente (The Sunshines) - 1967)) Composer(s): Gerry Goffin - Carole King First release by: The Monkees - 1966 Covered by multiple other artists
Though you've played at love and lost And sorrow's turned your heart to frost I will melt your heart again Remember the feeling as a child When you woke up and morning smiled It's time you felt like you did then There's just no percentage in remembering the past It's time you learned to live again at last
Come with me, leave yesterday behind And take a giant step outside your mind
You stare at me in disbelief You say for you there's no relieve But I swear I'll prove you wrong Don't stay in your lonely room Just staring back in silent gloom That's not where you belong Come with me I'll take you where the tast of life is green And everyday holds wonders to be seen
Come with me, leave yesterday behind And take a giant step outside your mind
Morning Has Broken
(German & Spanish Versions: Schön Ist Der Morgen; Ha Roto El Alba)
Composer(s): Eleanor Farjeon
First release by: Cat Stevens - 1971
Covered by multiple other artists
Morning has broken like the first morning blackbird has spoken like the first bird Praise for the singing! Praise for the morning! Praise for them springing fresh from the Word
Sweet the rain's new fall sunlit from heaven like the first dewfall on the first grass Praise for the sweetness of the wet garden sprung in completeness where God's feet pass
Mine is the sunlight! Mine is the morning born of the one light Eden saw play! Praise with elation, praise every morning God's recreation of the new day!
Take A Chance On Me Composer(s): Benny Andersson - Björn Ulvaeus First release by: ABBA - 1977 Covered by multiple other artists
Versions In Other Languages: 1983 - Abbacadabra (Catherine Ferry) 2003 - Kies Kip! (Pieter-Jan De Smet)
If you change your mind (take a chance ...) I'm the first in line Honey, I'm still free Take a chance on me If you need me let me know Gonna be around If you've got no place to go When you're feeling down
If you're all alone When the pretty birds have flown Honey, I'm still free Take a chance on me Gonna do my very best And it ain't no lie If you put me to the test If you let me try
Take a chance on me (that's all I ask of you, honey) Take a chance on me
We can go dancing (oh) We can go walking (yeah) As long as we're together (long as we're together) Listen to some music (oh) Maybe just talking (yeah) Get to know you better (get to know you better) 'Cause you know I've got So much that I wanna do When I dream I'm alone with you It's magic You want me to leave it there Afraid of a love affair But I think you know That I can't let go
If you change your mind (take a chance ...) I'm the first in line Honey, I'm still free Take a chance on me If you need me, let me know Gonna be around If you've got no place to go When you're feeling down
If you're all alone When the pretty birds have flown Honey, I'm still free Take a chance on me Gonna do my very best And it ain't no lie If you put me to the test If you let me try
Take a chance on me (come on, give me a break will you?) Take a chance on me
Oh, you can take your time, baby (oh) I'm in no hurry (yeah) Know I'm gonna get you (know I'm gonna get you) You don't wanna hurt me (oh) Baby, don't worry (yeah) I ain't gonna let you (I ain't gonna let you) Let me tell you now My love is strong enough To last when things are rough It's magic You say that I waste my time But I can't get you off my mind No, I can't let go 'Cause I love you so
If you change your mind (take a chance ...) I'm the first in line Honey, I'm still free Take a chance on me If you need me, let me know Gonna be around If you've got no place to go When you're feeling down
If you're all alone When the pretty birds have flown Honey, I'm still free Take a chance on me Gonna do my very best Baby can't you see Gotta put me to the test Take a chance on me (take a chance, take a chance, take a chance on me)
Ba-ba ba ba ba Ba-ba ba ba ba Honey, I'm still free Take a chance on me Gonna do my very best Baby can't you see Gotta put me to the test Take a chance on me (take a chance, take a chance, take a chance on me)
Morning Glory Composer(s): Larry Beckett; Tim Buckley Performer(s): Tim Buckley Covered by various other artists
I lit my purest candle close to my window hoping it would catch the eye of any vagabond who had passed it by and I waited in my fleeting house
Before he came I felt him drawing near Asked him in I felt the ancient fear that he had come to my door and jeered and I waited in my fleeting house
Tell me stories, I called to the hobo Stories of Cold, I smiled to the hobo Stories of old, I knelt to the hobo and he stood before me in my fleeting house
No, said the hobo no more tales of time don't ask me now to wash away the grime I can't come in 'cause it's too hard a climb and he walked away from my fleeting house
Then you'll be damned I screamed to the hobo Leave me alone, I wept to the hobo Turn into stone, I knelt to the hobo and he walked away from my fleeting house
I lit my purest candle Close to my window hoping it would catch the eye of any vagabond who passed it by and I waited in my fleeting house
Girl Goodbye Composer(s): David Paich Performer(s): Toto
Well Im out on the road, and the devils got my soul And Im looking for the lord in New York city
Yeah Im out on the run, got some heat, got a gun If they dont find me soon, itll be a damn pity
So its
Chorus: Goodbye girl, goodbye girl, girl goodbye Its so hard to see the truth with the sun in your eyes Goodbye girl, goodbye girl, girl goodbye Must be in the way that she cries, must be in the way that she cries Must be in the way that she cries
Oh theres smoke in the air and theres blood everywhere But Im hoping that the white man dont recognize me
Im so sorry what Ive done, and I say it not in fun When I tell you that theres no one left inside me
Abbacadabra ((Adapted from: Take A Chance On Me (ABBA) - 1977)) ((Dutch Version: Kies Kip! (Pieter-Jan De Smet) - 2003)) Composer(s): Benny Andersson - Björn Ulvaeus - Alain Boublil - Daniel Boublil Performer(s): Catherine Ferry - 1983
Oh j'ai trouvé le livre magique Y a tout dedans, c'est logique Génial, Carabosse n'a qu'à bien se tenir Restons logiques, la Belle doit nous attendre au château Allez, en route Oh oui en route, je ne veux pas rater le bal
On n'a plus la trouille de la Carabosse Avec une citrouille on fait un carrosse Il y a cinq notes de musique Qu'un seul mot pour ça Voilà la formule magique Abbacadabra
Abbacadabra, abbacadabra On ferme les yeux, on ouvre les bras On avance de quatre pas, on compte jusqu'à trois Et le pays merveilleux, on y est déjà Abbacadabra, abbacadabra
Trois lunes dans le ciel, c'est presque irréel Et personne ne sait comment On tourne les pages du pays des images Entre l'espace et le temps Mais ce n'est pas tout Les murs ne tiennent pas debout Le soleil tourne autour de nous En musique J'ai la clef du monde enchanté Un lapin blanc me l'a donnée Abbacadabra, abbacadabra
On n'a plus la trouille de la Carabosse Avec une citrouille on fait un carrosse Il y a cinq notes de musique Qu'un seul mot pour ça Et le pays merveilleux On y est déja Abbacadabra, abbacadabra
Abbacadabra, abbacadabra On ferme les yeux, on ouvre les bras On avance de quatre pas, on compte jusqu'à trois Et le pays merveilleux, on y est déjà Abbacadabra, abbacadabra
C'est vraiment génial J'vois les cartes postales Que j'enverrai à ma petite sur Mais ce n'est pas tout On est collés jusqu'à six heures Si on rentre pas chez nous à l'heure Dramatique Vous serez déjà revenus à la fin de la retenue Abbacadabra, venez avec moi
Abbacadabra, abbacadabra On ferme les yeux, on ouvre les bras On avance de quatre pas, on compte jusqu'à trois Et le pays merveilleux, on y est déjà Abbacadabra, abbacadabra
Abbacadabra, abbacadabra On ferme les yeux, on ouvre les bras On avance de quatre pas, on compte jusqu'à trois Et le pays merveilleux, on y est déjà Et le pays merveilleux, on y est déjà Et le pays merveilleux, on y est déjà
Morning Girls Performer(s): Maddy Prior and The Answers
Soft focus on the lady who gets up late In languid and sleepy state Lashings of eau de toilette Perfumes of faint violet Slinky silky Crêpe de Chine Nothing ever petty or mean Tracing fingers on her pillow Where the lawn runs down to the willow And the river flows gently on Singing a skylark summer song
Working girls are early to rise Cold tile floor and sleep in their eyes The working day begins When the alarm bell rings Fumble for something clean to wear Scraping a brush through unwashed hair Pull on a dress An old pair of tights Patch up make up From last night A fast breakfast of cornflakes and toast Catch the news Running for the bus in the rain Waiting for the eight o'clock train
Morning sickness throwing up How much must you give up Will it ruin your career Must you finish school this year Is it wanted Were you caught Time for joy Or time to abort Take the strain of getting fat Take the pain are you ready for that
Woken by a baby needing a drink Scheming by the cooker and kitchen sink Visions of the supermarket Brought home in an empty basket Fantasies of a hoover day drone Leisurely cleaning a spotless home Dreams of fame and fortune While tidying up the front room
Girl From The North Country Composer(s): Bob Dylan Performer(s): Bob Dylan; and various other artists
Well, if you're travelin' in the north country fair Where the winds hit heavy on the borderline Remember me to one who lives there She once was a true love of mine
Well, if you go when the snowflakes storm When the rivers freeze and summer ends Please see if she's wearing a coat so warm To keep her from the howlin' winds
Please see for me if her hair hangs long If it rolls and flows all down her breast Please see for me if her hair hangs long That's the way I remember her best
I'm a-wonderin' if she remembers me at all Many times I've often prayed In the darkness of my night In the brightness of my day
So if you're travelin' in the north country fair Where the winds hit heavy on the borderline Remember me to one who lives there She once was a true love of mine
Kies Kip! ((Adapted from: Take A Chance On Me (ABBA) - 1977)) ((French Version: Abbacadabra (Catherine Ferry) - 1983)) Composer(s): Benny Andersson - Björn Ulvaeus - Fritz Van den Heuvel Performer(s): Pieter-Jan De Smet - 2003
Kippen jong en fit lekker aan het spit Kippen met wat tijm gesauteerd in de wijn
Kippen uit de supermarkt Kippen uit de muur Kippen vol met lamsgehakt Kippen in zoetzuur
Kippen geel of wit Kippen hebben geen gebit Kippen heel pikant lichtjes aangebrand
Kippen uit één stuk en ook Kippenfricassee Kippen in een saus met look Kippen met hachee
Doe nu met ons mee (hm wat een lekker kippetje) Koop een kip of twee
Kippen zijn voedzaam, licht en verteerbaar, niet te versmaden Gestoofd in wat ajuintjes, met goudgele frietjes en verse salade
Luister nu maar niet Naar het nieuws, want dat is funest, wat men zegt over vogelpest Da's bullshit De bevolking, men maakt haar bang en dat net voor de stembusgang Ja dit is het werk Van Stefaan De Clerck
Kip voor jou en mij Kipfilet met prei Kip met ananas Dat is eerste klas
Kippen op de scharrelwei Kippen voor de fun Kippen in de batterij Kippen on the run
Kippenworst met brood Kippen met de billen bloot Kippenborst bien cuit Met bouquet garni
Kippen uit het kippenhok Kip met appelsien Kippen op een witte stok Kippen die ook zien
Doe nu met ons mee (Kippetjes! Lekkere kippetjes!) Koop een kip of twee
Jawel hoor Kippen zijn voedzaam, mak'lijk bereidbaar, niet te versmaden Gestoofd met wat truffels, een uurtje in de oven op tweehonderd graden
Luister nu maar niet Naar het nieuws, want dat is funest; wat men zegt over vogelpest Da's bullshit De bevolking, men maakt haar bang en dat net voor de stembusgang Wie heeft dat gedaan? 't Is Jean-Luc Dehaen(e)
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Morning Girl Composer(s): Tupper Saussy Performer(s): The Neon Philharmonic; Shaun Cassidy; The Lettermen
Mornin' girl, how'd ya sleep last night? You're sev'ral ages older now Your eyes have started showin' how The little girl's growin' now
Mornin' girl, was that you last night? Crying on the radio Beggin' for a way to go To go back where love wasn't jumbled so
Oh, no, things are different now than they were before You know love is more than kisses A whole lot more
Mornin' girl, put your dreams away And read your box of Cheerios And powder-puff that pretty nose And go out and find your man where the wild wind blows Mornin' girl