Retro-Songteksten: Evergreens, Classics, Old-Time Favourites, Hits Uit Onze Jeugd
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Take Me In Your Arms ((aka Come Back To Sorrento (Dean Martin) - 1951; Surrender (Elvis Presley) - 1960/1961)) (Adapted from: Torna A Surriento - 1902) Composer(s): Giambattista De Curtis - Ernesto De Curtis - Joe Lilley Performer(s): Dean Martin - 1962
Once upon a lovely time Many million dreams ago Once there was a man in love dear Many million dreams ago
Once he thought he had a sweetheart Then he broke the golden rule Never take your love for granted Wise men often play the fool
Now he'd like to say I'm sorry Can't you see within his heart Without you there's no tomorrow Why should true love have to part
Take me in your arms I promise to be true Never again I'll stray Away from you
Take me in your arms I promise to be true Never again I'll stray Away from you
Motorcycle Mama Composer(s): Johnny Wyker Originally performed by: Sailcat
Tell your Daddy and your Mama too You got something better to do Stick around the house the rest of your life Your eighteen you can do what you like You'll be the queen of my highway, my motorcycle mama We'll see the world through my Harley
We'll get matching jackets and helmets too We'll get respect from the towns we ride through We'll sleep at the roadside in the soft green grass and if the squares walk by we'll let them pass You'll be the queen of my highway, my motorcycle mama We'll see the world through my Harley
And maybe in a year or two, we'll have a little one, she'll look just like you We'll add on a sidecar, electric guitar We'll be a trio, the baby makes three, oh
Tell your Daddy and your Mama too You got something better to do Stick around the house the rest of your life Your eighteen you can be my wife You'll be the queen of my highway, my motorcycle mama We'll see the world through my Harley We'll see the world through my Harley We'll see the world through my Harley if the chain don't break!
Give Birth To A Smile Composer(s): Roger Waters Performer(s): Roger Waters; Ron Geesin
Long live the child and the man Long live the mother and the lad The hills behind us and the sea Reach out to welcome you and me Valley deep and mountain tall Lie upon the ground before us all Strange are the colours of the turf Heralding the rebirth of the earth Gather all your energy and try Give birth to a smile Give birth to a smile Give birth to a smile (Everytime you think about it) Give birth to a smile Give birth to a smile Give birth to a smile Give birth to a smile Give birth to a smile Give birth to a smile (Hear me tellin' you) Give birth to a smile (Give birth to a smile) Give birth to a smile (Give birth, give birth) Give birth to a smile Give birth to a smile (Every day of your life) Give birth to a smile (Give a little birth to a smile) Give birth to a smile
Take Me Home, Country Roads Composer(s): John Denver - Mary Catherine Danoff - William Danoff First release by: John Denver - 1971 Covered by multiple other artists
Versions In Other Languages: 1975 - Faire Un Pont (Dick Rivers) 1975 - Ved Me Dál, Cesto Má (Pavel Bobek)
Almost heaven, West Virginia Blue Ridge Mountains Shenandoah River Life is old there Older than the trees Younger than the mountains Growing like a breeze
Country roads, take me home To the place where I belong West Virginia, mountain mom Take me home, country roads
All my memories gathered 'round her Miner's lady, stranger to blue water Dark and dusty, painted on the sky Misty taste of moonshine Teardrop in my eye
Country roads, take me home To the place I belong West Virginia, mountain momma Take me home, country roads
I hear her voice, in the morning hour she calls me Radio reminds me of my home far away And driving down the road I get a feeling I should have been home yesterday, yesterday
Country roads, take me home To the place where I belong West Virginia, mountain momma Take me home, country roads
Moto Contínuo Composer(s): Chico Buarque - Edú Lobo Performer(s): Edú Lobo; Chico Buarque; Antonio Carlos Jobim
Um homem pode ir ao fundo do fundo do fundo se for por você Um homem pode tapar os buracos do mundo se for por você Pode inventar qualquer mundo, como um vagabundo se for por você Basta sonhar com você Juntar o suco dos sonhos e encher um açude se for por você A fonte da juventude correndo nas bicas se for por você Bocas passando saúde com beijos nas bocas se for por você Homem também pode amar e abraçar e afagar seu ofício porque Vai habitar o edifício que faz pra você E no aconchego da pele na pele, da carne na carne, entender Que homem foi feito direito, do jeito que é feito o prazer Homem constrói sete usinas usando a energia que vem de você Homem conduz a alegria que sai das turbinas de volta a você E cria o moto-contínuo da noite pro dia se for por você E quando um homem já está de partida, da curva da vida ele vê Que o seu caminho não foi um caminho sozinho proque Sabe que um homem vai fundo e vai fundo e vai fundo se for por você
Give All Your Love To Me Composer(s): Gerry Marsden Performer(s): Gerry & The Pacemakers
Love me till the end of time Till the seas run dry Till the flowers forget to bloom Till the sun dont shine While theres people here on earth While theres stars above All I beg of you, my dear Give me all your love Give me all your love all of the time As the wind that blows evermore, evermore Till the moon has lost its glow In the heavens above All I beg of you, my dear Give me all your love Give me all your love all of the time As the wind that blows evermore, evermore Give me all your love
Faire Un Pont ((Adapted from: Take Me Home, Country Roads (John Denver) - 1971)) ((Czech Version: Ved Me Dál, Cesto Má (Pavel Bobek) - 1975)) Composer(s): John Denver - Mary Catherine Danoff - William Danoff - Serge Koolenn Performer(s): Dick Rivers - 1975
De ton visage à mon village Y'a cette rivière qui coule toute l'année Entre tes yeux et les miens qui pleurent Y'a ce fleuve qui s'amuse à nous séparer
Faire un pont pour de bon, lui donner ton prénom Le traverser pour t'embrasser, faire un pont pour de bon
J'ai essayé de naviguer, perdant ton cur mais le tien chante si fort Entre nous deux et le monde entier Il n'y a qu'une rivière pour nous séparer
Faire un pont pour de bon, lui donner ton prénom Le traverser pour t'embrasser, faire un pont
Faire un pont pour de bon, lui donner ton prénom Le traverser pour t'embrasser, faire un pont pour de bon Faire un pont pour de bon, lui donner ton prénom Le traverser pour t'embrasser, faire un pont pour de bon Faire un pont pour de bon, lui donner ton prénom Le traverser pour t'embrasser, faire un pont
Give A Little Whistle Composer(s): Leigh Harline; Ned Washington Performer(s): Cliff "Ukelele Ike" Edwards; and various other artists
When you get in trouble and you don't know right from wrong Give a little whistle! Give a little whistle! When you meet temptation and the urge is very strong Give a little whistle! Give a little whistle!
Not just a little squeak, pucker up and blow And if your whistle's weak, yell, "Jiminy Cricket!" Right!
Take the straight and narrow path And if you start to slide Give a little whistle! Give a little whistle! And always let your conscience be your guide
Take Me Home Tonight Composer(s): Michael Leeson - Peter Vale Performer(s): Eddie Money; Every Avenue
I feel a hunger
It's a hunger that tries to keep a man awake at night Are you the answer? I shouldn't wonder when I feel you whet my appetite
With all the power you're releasing
It isn't safe to walk the city streets a Anticipation is running through me
Let's find the key and turn this engine on
I can feel you breathe I can feel your heartbeat faster Take me home tonight! I don't want to let you go till you see the light! Take me home tonight! Listen honey Just like Ronnie sang: Be my little baby!
I get frightened in all this darkness
I get nightmares I hate to sleep alone I need some company
A guardian angel to keep me warm when the cold winds blow!
I can feel you breathe I can feel your heartbeat faster ... Be my little baby!
Just like Ronnie sang I say just like Ronnie sang: Be my little baby baby my darling! I feel a hunger it's a hunger!
Take me home tonight! ... Take me home tonight! ... Take me home tonight! ...
Give A Little Love Composer(s): John Goodison; Phil Wainman Performer(s): Bay City Rollers
It's a teenage dream, to be seventeen And to find you're all wrapped up in love And I've found that you, made a dream come true Now I do believe in what they say
You've got to give a little love Take a little love Be prepared to forsake a little love And when the sun comes shining through We'll know what to do
Give a little love, take a little love Be prepared to forsake a little love And when the sun comes shining through We'll know what to do
When I walk with you, there is just we two And the world goes by but I just don't care And I know that one day, I'll find a way To be safe and sound within your heart So until I do
I'm gonna give a little love Take a little love Be prepared to forsake a little love And when the sun comes shining through We'll know what to do
Give a little love, take a little love Be prepared to forsake a little love And when the sun comes shining through We'll know what to do
Take Me Home Composer(s): Steve Kipner - John Capek - Mark Jordan Performer(s): Joe Cocker & Bekka Bramlett
Maybe we're standing on the threshold With our eyes open wide Let the river keep on flowing We can reach the other side Caught in this endless revolution Under helicopter skies To lose becomes unthinkable And to win is the only road now
There's a bridge over the water I can see it like a rainbow If you love me I'll be waiting Take me home to the other side
All the men and all the women Who sacrifice their love Never taste what we took for granted No they don't know love at all Some of them broken some of them wounded And so cynical from the pain I was quiet as a grave yard Till you heard me caling out your name
There's a bridge over the water I can see it like a rainbow If you love me I'll be waiting Take me home to the other side
Life was victorious Now it can't be denied We'll stand together Cause love is on our side
There's a bridge over the water I can see it like a rainbow If you love me I'll be waiting Take me home to the other side
Mothership Connection (Starchild) Composer(s): George Clinton; Bootsy Collins; Bernie Worrell Originally performed by: Parliament Covered by various other artists
"Mothership Connection (Starchild)" Well, all right! Starchild, Citizens of the Universe, Recording Angels We have returned to claim the Pyramids Partying on the Mothership I am the Mothership Connection Gettin' down in 3-D Light year groovin' Well all right, if you hear any noise, it ain't nobody but me and the boys Gettin' down Hit it fellas!
If you hear any noise It's just me and the boys Hit me (groovin') You gotta hit the band
All right, all right, Starchild here Put a glide in your stride and a dip in your hip And come on up to the Mothership Loose Booty, doin' the bump Hustle on over here
If you hear any noise It's just me and the boys hittin' it You gotta hit the band Ain't nothing but a party, y'all Face it, even your memory banks have forgotten this funk Mothership Connection, home of the P.Funk, the Bomb If you hear any noise It's just me and the boys, hit me You gotta hit the band Doin' it in 3-D Let me put on my sunglasses here so I can see what I'm doing When you hear seats rumble you will hear your conscience grumble Hit me You gotta hit the band You have overcome, for I am here
Swing down, sweet chariot Stop, and let me ride Stop, and let me ride Stop, and let me ride Stop, and let me ride Stop, and let me ride Stop, and let me ride
Doin' it up on the Chocolate Milky Way What's up CC? Have you forgot me? Are you hip to Easter Island? The Bermuda Triangle? Heh heh! Well, all right Ain't nothing but a party! Starchild here Citizens of the Universe I bring forth to you the Good Time On the Mothership Are you hip? Sing, fellas!
If you hear any noise It's just me and the boys Hit me You gotta hit the band You gotta hit the band
Starchild here, doin' it in 3-D So good, it's good to me Hit the band!
If you hear any noise It's just me and the boys Hit me You gotta hit the band
Swing low, sweet chariot, coming for to carry you home!
If you hear any noise It's just me and the boys Hit me You gotta hit the band You gotta hit the band
I don't think they hear you! If you hear any noise It's just me and the boys Hit me You gotta hit the band
Starchild here, citizens of the universe Gettin' it on, partying on the Mothership When Gabriel's horn blows, you'd better be ready to go
Swing low Time to move on Light years in time Ahead of our time Free your mind, and come fly With me It's hip On the Mothership Groovin'
Swing down, sweet chariot Stop, and let me ride Stop, and let me ride Stop, and let me ride Stop, and let me ride Stop, and let me ride Stop, and let me ride Stop, and let me ride
Take Me Home Composer(s): Jim Capaldi - C. Thompson - A. Quinta Performer(s): Jim Capaldi
In an empty bed staring at the ceiling You need someone to love, show you understanding When you feel brokenhearted, looking for a way around it In the middle of a broken dream, open your eyes, never look back Happiness is something to be aiming at When you feel brokenhearted, looking for a way around it in the middle of a broken dream
Take me home, home to your heart Home to your body babe Take me in your arms, cover me up Take me home we're never meant to be alone How can I make you see, take a chance on me
There's no way out, nobody to turn to All you need is someone to the rescue When you feel brokenhearted looking for a way around it in the middle of a broken dream
Take me home, home to your heart Home to your body babe Take me in your arms, cover me up Take me home we're never meant to be alone How can I make you see, take a chance on me
Girl in this life we live There's so much we can share So much we can give
Take me home, home to your heart Home to your body babe Take me in your arms, cover me up Take me home we're never meant to be alone How can I make you see, take a chance on me
Take me home, home to your heart Home to your body babe Take me in your arms, cover me up Take me home we're never meant to be alone How can I make you see, take a chance on me
Mother's Not Dead, She's Only Sleeping Composer(s): Charlie Monroe Performer(s): Charlie Monroe; Roy Acuff; Vernon Oxford
I Left my old home way back in the mountains Mother was called to heaven that day They carried my mother up to the graveyard Ev'rything's lonesome since she went a-way
Chorus Mother's Not Dead, she's only a-sleeping Just patiently waiting for Jesus to come The birds will be singing while mother lies sleeping They will sing o'er her as the grave fades a-way
Nothing seems right around the old home place Even the place where we used to play I love my old home way back in the mountains But ev'rything's changed since she went away
Chorus
Mother was good and now she's in heaven She was the best pal a boy ever had I still love my home way back in the mountains But without you mother, a heart aches so sad
Give A Fool A Chance Composer(s): Jerry Stevens Performer(s): Alma Cogan
If I make you cry at times If I tell a lie at times Its my first romance Give a fool a chance If your poor heart aches, my love When I make mistakes, my love Try to understand Give a fool a hand
Now I dont need to hurt you or break the heart that you gave Its just that love is new to me and I dont know how to behave But you can right whats wrong with me If youll string along with me. Dont end our romance Give a fool a chance
Its just that love is new to me and I dont know how to behave But you can right whats wrong with me If youll string along with me Oh, dont end our romance Please give a fool a chance
Take Me For What I'm Worth Composer(s): P.F. Sloan Performer(s): The Searchers; Mike Pender; P.F. Sloan
Don't try and understand me, you never could do that Ah, and in the end you'd wind up being hurt I'm a man with too many problems that keep pounding on my brain
So if you want me you'll take me for what I'm worth (if you want me you'll take me for what I'm worth)
I don't pretend to be a saint, my sins they are many But there's no-one perfect in this universe And though you think I'm weird, don't try and change me dear
'cause if you want me you'll take me for what I'm worth (if you want me you'll take me for what I'm worth)
Hear a howling wind outside my door, there's restlessness within Oh, I'm like a raincloud that one day may burst We both know I'll be leavin' and if one little tear you grieve
Ah, it's all right 'cause that's all I'm really worth (it's all right 'cause that's all I'm really worth)
And if you think about me in your lonesome hours Ah, and on your lips there's a sweet word and not a curse Ah, then I'll be comin' back one day when my wandering is over
Ah, if you want me you'll take me for what I'm worth (if you want me you'll take me for what I'm worth) Ah, if you want me you'll take me for what I'm worth (if you want me you'll take me for what I'm worth)
Sie Kann Nimmermehr English Title: Mother's Little Helper Performer(s): Peter Schleicher (Originally performed by: The Rolling Stones)
Ach, die Kinder san heut bös sagt die Muter ganz nervös Ich brauch dringend meine Ruah, i bin am End Und sie bild' si des nur ein doch sie find gar nix dabei Nimmt a Pulver oder zwa Die Befreiung, sie ist da S'Leben ist schön seufzt sie entzückt wie mir die Erzieuhng glückt
Ach, die Zeiten san heut bös sagt die Mutter ganz nervös Dieses Kochen bringt mi um und macht mi krank Ich koch nur mehr Tiefkühlkost damit die Kraft mich nicht verlasst Nimmt a Pulver oder zwa die Befreiung, sie ist da S'Leben is schön seufzt sie entzückt Das Menü ist mir geglückt
Ach, bitte sehr, i brauch noch mehr und vor der Tür, da nimmt's gleich vier S'Leben is schwer, sie kann nimmermehr
Ach, die Männer san so bös sagt die Mutter ganz nervös Und es stört sie, wenn ma müd is und k.o. Niemals kriegn die Männer gnua Doch sie holt sich ihre Ruah nimmt a Pulver oder zwa die Befreiung, sie ist da S'Leben is schön seufzt sie entzückt wenn ihr Mann sie nachts beglückt
Ach bitte sehr, ....
Ach das Leben is so bös sagt die Mutter ganz nervös Ich will glücklich sein, doch keiner sagt ma wie Sie schluckt alles was sie hat doch dann wird ihr sterbensmatt und ka Pulverl is mehr da und sie fühlt sich gar nicht froh Jetzt is aus denkt sie Oh Gott! Und dann is die Mutter tot
