Retro-Songteksten: Evergreens, Classics, Old-Time Favourites, Hits Uit Onze Jeugd
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The Bottle Composer(s): Pat Green Performer(s): Pat Green
Now women and whiskey, they ain't the answer Lord, I just know that this is true But the way that I'm feeling, I just might be thinking Lord, tonight they just might have to do
I've spent a lot of long and lonely nights in honky tonk taverns I was two fisted drinking, fighting back against the wall And I know it's a problem, a now-win situation But I can't seem to resist that old whiskey bar
So pour me a drink, why don't you give me the bottle Sit me down in the corner, until we're two sheets gone And don't tell me no stories about a good hearted woman I want to hear Your Cheatin' Heart and cry all night long
Now me and my buddies, we got a lot in common We all wish that we could take time and just turn it around Take us back to the good lod days, hard work and cowboy ways Take us to a swingin' door saloon, this is what I'm gonna say
So pour me a drink, why don't you give me the bottle Sit me down in the corner, until we're two sheets gone And don't tell me no stories about a good hearted woman I want to hear Your Cheatin' Heart and cry all night long
So pour me a drink, why don't you give me the bottle Sit me down in the corner, until we're two sheets gone And don't tell me no stories about a good hearted woman I want to hear Your Cheatin' Heart and cry all night long
Covered by multiple other artistsCan't Get Enough Of Your Love, Babe
Composer(s): Barry White
First release by: Barry White - 1974
Covered by multiple other artists
Ive heard people say that Too much of anything is not good for you, baby But I dont know about that As many times as weve loved Weve shared love and made love It doesnt seem to me like its enough Theres just not enough, baby Theres just not enough Oh, oh, baby Uh-uh
My darling, I Cant get enough of your love, babe Girl, I dont know, I dont know why I cant get enough of your love, babe
Oh, some things I cant get used to No matter how I try Its like the more you give, the more I want And baby, thats no lie, oh, no, babe
Tell me, what can I say, what am I gonna do How should I feel when everything is you What kind of love is this that youre givin me Is it in your kiss or just because youre sweet
Girl, all I know Is every time youre here I feel the change Somethin moves I scream your name Look what you got me doin
Darling, I Cant get enough of your love, babe Girl, I dont know, I dont know, I dont know why I cant get enough of your love, babe, oh, no, babe
Girl, if I can only make you see And make you understand Girl, your love for me is all I need And more than I can stand, oh, well, babe
How can I explain all the things I feel Youve given me so much, girl, youre so unreal Still I keep loving you more and more each time Girl, what am I gonna do because youre blowin my mind
I get the same old feelin Every time youre here I feel the change Somethin moves I scream your name Look what you got me doin
Darling, I Cant get enough of your love, babe Girl, I dont know, I dont know, I dont know why I cant get enough of your love, babe
Oh, my darling, I Cant get enough of your love, babe, oh, babe Girl, I dont know, I dont know why I cant get enough of your love, babe
Autrefois, les feuilles ne volaient jamais elles jalousaient les oiseaux qui passaient Elles dirent au soleil: "Vous qui êtes si fort donnez-nous l'audace de prendre enfin notre essor" Une brise douce aussitôt se leva De sa branche une imprudente s'envola d'autres la suivirent dans les airs tourbillonnants Les feuilles dansaient heureuses, libres maintenant Feuille, vole, vole, danse avec le vent dans la farandole des joyeux vivants Va vers la lumière comme les oiseaux loin de nos poussières plus haut Mais le vent volage s'en alla bientôt Les feuilles abandonnées tombaient de haut Quand on n'est pas un oiseau, du ciel on redescend Voici pourquoi les feuilles mortes tombent ensembl' Cette histoire vraie n'est pas vraiment morale tous les jours je vole vers mon idéal et moi, j'aime cette feuille qui voudrait voler car qui ne veut pas voler est déjà enterré Feuille, vole vole, tombe, tombe aussi Pauvre feuille folle, merci!
Can't Get Enough Of You Composer(s): Eddy Grant Performer(s): Eddy Grant
Just sit down in the back row If you wanna play in my game Guess you won't have to worry 'cause all films look the same Just put your arms around me And I'll make you sing out of tune Won't nobody watch you 'cause we're lovers in the same room
Oh wah a one two three
Put your sweet lips closer to me This is not F One two three And this is not back row anymore I can't get enough of you
Can't get enough love
Can't get enough of you
I can't get enough of your love Can't get enough of you
Sit yourself beside me now And imagine that we're one and not two I don't wanna shock you But Baby I'm in love with you Sit yourself beside me now You better close your pretty eyes when I say Oh wah a one two three
Oh just one knock on my door Baby And when your people ask you At home if you enjoyed the show
Did you like Clark Gable Say "l think so but I don't know" Oh say you saw a sweet guy
Oh can't remember his name And the way that he kissed was Like Clark Gable the same
Festa Do Interior Composer(s): Morais Moreira; Abel Silva Performer(s): Gal Costa
Fagulhas, pontas de agulhas Brilham estrelas de São João Babados, xotes e xaxados Segura as pontas meu coração Bombas na guerra-magia Ninguém matava, ninguém morria Nas trincheiras da alegria O que explodia era o amor Nas trincheiras da alegria O que explodia era o amor Bis
E ardia aquela fogueira Que me esquenta a vida inteira Eterna noite sempre a primeira Festa do Interior
The Boston Rag Composer(s): Walter Becker - Donald Fagen Performer(s): Steely Dan
Any news was good news And the feeling was bad at home I was out of mind and you Were on the phone Lonnie was the kingpin Back in nineteen sixty-five I was singing this song When Lonnie came alive
Bring back the Boston Rag Tell all your buddies That it ain't no drag Bring back the Boston Rag
You were Lady Bayside There was nothing that I could do So I pointed my car down Seventh Avenue Lonnie swept the playroom And he swallowed up all he found It was forty-eight hours til Lonnie came around
Can't Get Enough
((Finnish Version: Älä Härnää (by Kirka) - 1975))
Composer(s): Mick Ralphs
First release by: Bad Company - 1974
Well I take, whatever I want And baby, I want you You give me something I need Now tell me I got something for you Come on, come on, come on and do it Come on, and do what you do
I can't get enough of your luva, huh I can't get enough of your luuva I can't get enough of your luuuva
Listen! Well it's late and I want love Love that's gonna break me in two Gonna hang me up in the doorway Gonna hang me up like ya do yeah! Come on, come on, come on and do it Come on Come on do what you do Woah!
I can't get enough of your luva I can't get enough of your luuva huh I can't get enough of your luuuva what I say now
I can't get enough of your luva, ow! I can't get enough of your luuva Aah! I can't get enough of your luuuva say it again? Uh huh
I can't get enough of your luva I can't get enough of your luuva Ooh! I can't get enough of your luuuva
And I gotta tell you baby that I love you so much I can't get enough of your love I love you so much I can't get enough of your love I can't get enough of your love You know what I'm saying baby I can't get enough of your luva
I can't get enough, enough of your luv I can't get enough, enough of your luv hah I can't get enough of your luuuva Yeah this one this one Woah! O come on baby come on my little child lover Ooooooh
The Boss Composer(s): Nickolas Ashford - Valerie Simpson Performer(s): Diana Ross
Fancy me Thought I had my degree In life and how love Ought to be a run
I had a one step plan to prove it Guide in my pocket for fools Folly and fun Love had to show me one thing
I was so right So right Thought I could turn emotion On and off I was so sure So sure (I was so sure) But love taught me Who was who was who was the boss (Taught me who was who was the boss)
I'd defy Anyone who claimed that I Didn't control whatever moved in my soul I could tempt Touch delight Just because you fell for me Why should I feel uptight Love had to show me one thing:
I was so right So right Thought I could turn emotion On and off I was so sure So sure (I was so sure) But love taught me Who was who was who was the boss (Taught me who was who was the boss)
Love taught me Taught me Taught me Taught me
I was so right So right Thought I could turn emotion On and off I was so sure So sure (I was so sure) But love taught me Who was who was who was the boss (Taught me who was who was the boss)
Can't Get By Without You
Composer(s): Michael Denne - Ken Gold
Performer(s): The Real Thing
No way - no way - no way
When I leave your door
when we say good-night
It hurts me more and more
'cause girl
it just ain't right
To end the day like this with no more than a kiss
And spend the night just dreaming of the things
we're gonna miss
If I have my way girl
we'd be together more and more each day
We'd go on forever
lovers hand in hand
can't you understand
Girl
you've got to be my woman
I've got to be your man!
'Cause I can't get by without you
I need you more each day
The way I feel about you leaves nothing more to say
'Cause I love you girl
I need you
And I can't get by without you - no way!
It's a sad affair
wasting precious time that you and I could share
Girl
it's such a crime to hear you call my name
it's a crying shame
When we're not together then there's only time to blame
There will come a day girl
I do believe
It's not too far away when I can say good-night
And still be by your side to dry the tears you cried
And I'll have all the love I need to keep me satisfied
'Cause I can't get by without you
I need you more each day
I can't get by without you
I need you more each day
Can't get by without you - can't get by without you
Can't get by without you
I can't get by without you
I need you more each day
I can't get by without you
I need you more each day
Festa Composer(s): Dorival Caymi; Lani Hall; N. Motta Performer(s): Sergio Mendes
La, la, la, laia, la, la, la La, la, la, laia, lai, ala La, la, la, laia, la, la, la La, lai, ala
La, la, la, laia, la, la, la La, la, la, laia, lai, ala La, la, la, laia, la, la, la La, lai, ala
Tanta gente cansada, calada sem voz Sem rumo sem riso, sem vez Sem passado a lembrar Nem canção pra cantar Mas é festa e a ordem do rei é cantar E o canto calado sem voz Pensamento no tempo a voar
A rua em festa e em mim Todo mundo rodando a dançar Eu na roda, na dança e você Você nem viu Mas mesmo assim fui feliz Fui criança na dança sem você Com certeza o que é bom é pra dar Não prometi
I can't wait I've been waiting so long for this night My songs they were meant for this night If I find you alone Then I'll know I was right
Take this time to remember That once we were one I can't take this time that you've gone Please remember that once we loved
The carnival started today And everyone lives for the sight The children will dance all the day And sing all night
Yes, the carnival started today My arms will be looking for you And maybe you'll reach for my hand And if you do......
La, la, la, laia, la, la, la La, la, la, laia, lai, ala La, la, la, laia, la, la, la La, lai, ala
La, la, la, laia, la, la, la La, la, la, laia, lai, ala La, la, la, laia, la, la, la La, lai, ala
The Border Composer(s): Russ Ballard - Dewey Bunnell Performer(s): America
You must be lost in a faraway land I searched forever your footprints in the sand I feel you need me, I have to answer That desperate call that I do not understand
A burning bridge, a lonely highway Another dark night thinking alone What could've happened, am I just dreaming It doesn't matter but there's one thing that I know
If I could make it to the border If I could make it to the coast If I could make it to the border I'd be in the arms of the girl I love the most
Do, do, do, do, do, do, do, do, do, do, do, do, do Make it to the border
So on and on I keep on running To make the border before the light Just one more river, then I can make it Again you'll be in my arms tonight
If I could make it to the border If I could make it to the coast If I could make it to the border I'd be in the arms of the girl I love the most
Do, do, do, do, do, do, do, do, do, do, do, do, do Make it to the border Do, do, do, do, do, do, do, do, do, do, do, do, do Make it to the border
If I could make it to the border If I could make it to the coast If I could make it to the border I'd be in the arms of the girl I love the most
Do, do, do, do, do, do, do, do, do, do, do, do, do Make it to the border Do, do, do, do, do, do, do, do, do, do, do, do, do Make it to the border Do, do, do, do, do, do, do, do, do, do, do, do, do Make it to the border Do, do, do, do, do, do, do, do, do, do, do, do, do Make it to the border...
Can't Find My Way Home
Composer(s): Steve Winwood
First release by: Blind Faith
Covered by multiple other artists
Come down off your throne and leave your body alone somebody must change You are the reason I've been waiting so long somebody holds the key Well, I'm near the end and I just ain't got the time And I'm wasted and I can't find my way home
Come down on your own and leave your body alone somebody must change You are the reason I've been waiting all these years somebody holds the key Well, I'm near the end and I just ain't got the time And I'm wasted and I can't find my way home
Ferryboat Serenade
((Italian Version: La Piccinina (by Carlo Buti))
Composer(s): Harold Adamson - Eldo DiLazzaro - Mario Panzeri
Performer(s): The Andrews Sisters
and multiple other artists
I have never been aboard a steamer I am just content to be a dreamer Even if I could afford a steamer I will take the ferry boat every time
I love to ride the ferry Where music is so merry There's a man who plays the concertina On the moonlit upper deck arena
While boys and girls are dancing While sweethearts are romancing Life is like a mardi-gras Funiculi, funicula
Happy, we cling together Happy, we sing together Happy, with the ferry boat serenade
I am happy, very, very happy When we're on the ferry The music is so merry There's a man who plays the concertina On the moonlit upper deck arena, arena
I love to ride the ferry Where music is so merry There's a man who always plays the concertina, oh my On the moonlit upper deck arena, by and by
While the boys and girls are dancing, oh dancing While, while the sweethearts are romancing Life is like a mardi-gras Funiculi, funicula
Happy, we cling together Happy, we sing together Happy with the ferry boat serenade
I love to ride the ferry Sailing, sailing where, where the music is so merry There's a man who just plays the concertina On the moonlit upper deck arena
All the while the boys and girls are dancing Look around and you see sweethearts romancing Life is like a mardi-gras Funiculi, funicula
Happy, we cling together Happy, we sing together Happy, with the ferry boat serenade
The Book Of My Life Composer(s): Sting Performer(s): Sting
Let me watch by the fire and remember my days And it may be a trick of the firelight But the flickering pages that trouble my sight Is a book I'm afraid to write
It's the book of my days, it's the book of my life And it's cut like a fruit on the blade of a knife And it's all there to see as the section reveals There's some sorrow in every life
If it reads like a puzzle, a wandering maze Then I won't understand 'til the end of my days I'm still forced to remember Remember the words of my life
There are promises broken and promises kept Angry words that were spoken, when I should have wept There's a chapter of secrets, and words to confess If I lose everything that I possess There's a chapter on loss and a ghost who won't die There's a chapter on love where the ink's never dry There are sentences served in a prison I built out of lies
Though the pages are numbered I can't see where they lead For the end is a mystery no-one can read In the book of my life
There's a chapter on fathers a chapter on sons There are pages of conflicts that nobody won And the battles you lost and your bitter defeat There's a page where we fail to meet
There are tales of good fortune that couldn't be planned There's a chapter on god that I don't understand There's a promise of Heaven and Hell but I'm damned if I see
Though the pages are numbered I can't see where they lead For the end is a mystery no-one can read In the book of my life
Now the daylight's returning And if one sentence is true All these pages are burning And all that's left is you
Though the pages are numbered I can't see where they lead For the end is a mystery no-one can read In the book of my life
Can't Fight This Feeling Composer(s): Kevin Cronin Originally performed by: REO Speedwagon
I can't fight this feeling any longer And yet I'm still afraid to let it flow What started out as friendship, has grown stronger I only wish I had the strength to let it show I tell myself that I can't hold out forever I said there is no reason for my fear 'Cause I feel so secure when we're together You give my life direction You make everything so clear
And even as I wander I'm keeping you in sight You're a candle in the window On a cold, dark winter's night And I'm getting closer than I ever thought I might
And I can't fight this feeling anymore I've forgotten what I started fighting for It's time to bring this ship into the shore And throw away the oars, forever
'Cause I can't fight this feeling anymore I've forgotten what I started fighting for And if I have to crawl upon the floor Come crushing through your door Baby, I can't fight this feeling anymore
My life has been such a whirlwind since I saw you I've been running round in circles in my mind And it always seems that I'm following you, girl 'Cause you take me to the places that alone I'd never find
And even as I wander I'm keeping you in sight You're a candle in the window on a cold, dark winter's night And I'm getting closer than I ever thought I might
And I can't fight this feeling anymore I've forgotten what I started fighting for It's time to bring this ship into the shore And throw away the oars, forever
'Cause I can't fight this feeling anymore I've forgotten what I started fighting for And if I have to crawl upon the floor Come crushing through your door Baby, I can't fight this feeling anymore
The Book Composer(s): Hans Gottwald - Paddy Roberts Performer(s): David Whitfield
There's a book that my mother gave me That I read when the long day is through And the stories of old In leaves edged with gold Guide me whatever I do For I know in its worn old pages I shall find peace of mind when I look And the wisdom of all the ages Is there in my mother's book
It's a book that my mother gave me That I read when the long day is through And the stories of old In leaves edged with gold Guide me whatever I do For I know in its worn old pages I shall find peace of mind when I look And the wisdom of all the ages Is there in my mother's book
