Retro-Songteksten: Evergreens, Classics, Old-Time Favourites, Hits Uit Onze Jeugd
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The Sun Gonna Shine In My Door Someday Performer(s): Big Bill Broonzy
Just sittin' here hungry and ain't got a dime Lord, look like my friends would come to see poor me sometime 'Cause it doesn't matter who, Lord of Heaven Mama, the sun gonna shine in my door someday
When I was in jail, expecting a fine When I went 'fore the judge, not a friend could I find 'Cause it doesn't matter who, Lord of Heaven Woman, the sun gonna shine in my door someday
Lord, I lost my father and my brother, too That's why you hear me singing; Lord, I'm lonesome and blue 'Cause it doesn't matter who, Lord of Heaven Mama, the sun gonna shine in my door someday
Cried aloud, Lord, Lordy, Lord Now, I used to be your regular, woman, now I got to be your dog 'Cause it doesn't matter who, Lord of Heaven Woman, the sun gonna shine in my door someday
Lord, I'm in trouble, no one to pay my fine Lord, when I get out of this county jail, I'm gonna leave this town of mine 'Cause it doesn't matter who, Lord of Heaven Mama, the sun gonna shine in my door someday
Lord, I've been droven from door to door Now, it look like my friends don't want me around no more 'Cause it doesn't matter who, Lord of Heaven Woman, the sun gonna shine in my door someday
I was with my buddy through thick and thin Lord, my buddy got away, but I got in 'Cause it doesn't matter who, Lord of Heaven Mama, the sun gonna shine in my door someday
Come Closer To Me Composer(s): Osvaldo Farrés; Stewart Performer(s): Nat King Cole
and various other artists
Moonlight was made for a June night And June nights were made, dear for love and romance For heavenly kisses, for lips sweet and tender On this night of splendour You're so far away
Come closer to me so I can see heaven in your eyes Come closer to me so I can be close to Paradise
Thrill me with your kisses Let me learn what bliss is Kiss me once and then we'll kiss and kiss again And life will be divine
Come closer my dear So I can hear music in my heart I've waited so long to hear the song that youre love will start
Darling I'll adore you Live my life just for you All I ask is this please give me one more kiss and whisper you'll be mine
The Sun Goes Down Composer(s): Phil Lynott - Darren Wharton First release by: Thin Lizzy - 1983
There is a demon among us whose soul belongs in hell Sent here to redeem us, she knows it all to well He comes and goes, he comes and goes, she knows it all too well But when all is said and done The sun goes down
She tries her best to leave him, but she is still captured by his spell She knows now she must deceive him, he knows it all to well She comes and goes, she comes and goes, he knows it all too well But when all is said and done The sun goes down
She comes and goes, she comes and goes, he knows it all too well But when all is said and done The sun goes down
There is a demon within us The sun goes down She tries her best to deceive him The sun goes down
Come By Sunday Composer(s): Murray Grand Performer(s):Diana Dors and various other artists
I may be workin' Monday night
And Tuesday might not be quite right
So, come by Sunday, Sunday night I'm free
Come by Sunday and spend some time with me
On Wednesday night I'm booked in full
And Thursday nights are taffy pull
So, come by Sunday, Sunday come for tea
Come by Sunday and spend some time with me
It isn't necessary
To call me on the phone
If you decide to come on by
I'll be waiting all alone
On Friday night I'm always out
And Saturday I fall about
So, come by Sunday. make it after three
Come by Sunday and spend some time with me
I always make appointments, at least a week ahead
For six long days I go like mad, the seventh day I stay in bed
The whole week through I'm on the town, but Sunday always gets me down
So, come by Sunday. make it after three
Come by Sunday, spend some time
Come by Sunday and stay awhile
Come by Sunday and spend some time with me
Rings Composer(s): Eddie Reeves; Alex Harvey Performer(s): Cymarron; and various other artists
Ring Ring telephone ring Somebody said "Baby whatcha doing?" I've been wondering how you've been every now and then I think about you and me
No use fighting 'bout things we can't recall it don't matter now at all baby come on home and maybe we'll laugh and sing we'll make love, and let the telephone ring
Ring Ring doorbell ring Baby come on in I got James Taylor on the radio I'm glad you came around Been feeling down talking to Tony and Mario
You know they make good conversation Still it ain't no consolation Baby I got love And maybe I'll give you some and if somebody comes we'll let the doorbell ring
Ring Ring golden ring Around the sun, around your pretty finger Ring Ring let the voices ring with a happy tune anybody can be a singer
The sun comes up across the city I swear you never looked so young and pretty Hand in hand
We'll stand upon the sand with the preacher man Let the wedding bells ring and let the telephone ring and let the doorbell ring
The Sun Died ((Adapted from: Il Est Mort Le Soleil (Nicoletta) - 1967)) Composer(s): Pierre Delanoë - Hubert Giraud - Ray Charles - Ann Grégory Performer(s): Ray Charles - 1968 and multiple other artists
The sun died The sun died, with my love When you left me blue, the summer died too My love and the sun, it's the same
The sun died The sun died, with my love And I'm so alone, and yet life goes on But for me, there can be no more dawn
Yesterday, the coldest winter was like Spring I thought my love would always stay I thought our love would never end But that was yesterday
The sun died The sun died, with my love And life's all in vain, in my heart there's rain And I know that my soul won't stop crying
Yesterday, when I was looking in your eyes I thought it was sweet paradise For love completely changed my life But that was yesterday
The sun died The sun died, with my love When you left me blue, the summer died too My love and the sun, it's the same My love and the sun, it's the same
Come Back When You Grow Up Composer(s): Martha Sharp Performer(s): Bobby Vee; Johnny Tillotson
Come back when you grow up, girl You're still livin' in a paper-doll world Livin' ain't easy, lovin's twice as tough So come back, baby, when you grow up
You look real good like a woman now Your mind hasn't gotten the message somehow So if you can't take it 'n' the goin' gets rough Come back, baby, when you grow up
I want you girl but your wide-eyed innocence Has really messed up my mind, yeah-eah-eah I'd rather you get your very first heartbreak Somewhere else along the line
Come back when you grow up, girl You're still livin' in a paper-doll world Some day be a woman ready to love Come back, baby, when you grow up
Come back when you grow up, girl You've still got a lotta time left in the world You'll some day be a woman ready to love Come back, baby, when you grow up
Ringo Composer(s): Hal Blair; Don Robertson Performer(s): Lorne Greene; and various other artists
He lay face down in the desert sand Clutching his six-gun in his hand Shot from behind, I thought he was dead But under his heart was an ounce of lead But a spark still burned so I used my knife And late that night I saved the life of Ringo
(Ringo ... Ringo ...)
I nursed him till the danger passed The days went by, he mended fast Then from dawn till setting sun He practised with that deadly gun And hour on hour I watched in awe No human being could match the draw of Ringo
(Ringo ... Ringo ...)
One day we rode the mountain crest And I went east and he went west I took to law and wore a star While he spread terror near and far With lead and blood he gained such fame All through the West they feared the name of Ringo
(Ringo ... Ringo ...)
I knew someday I'd face the test Which one of us would be the best And sure enough the word came down That he was holed up in the town I left the posse out in the street And I went in alone to meet Ringo
(Ringo ... Ringo ...)
They said my speed was next to none But my lightning draw had just begun When I heard a blast that stung my wrist The gun went flying from my fist And I was looking down the bore Of the deadly .44 of Ringo
(Ringo ... Ringo ...)
They say that was the only time That anyone had seen him smile He slowly lowered his gun and then He said to me "We're even, friend" And so at last I understood That there was still a spark of good in Ringo
(Ringo ... Ringo ...)
I blocked the path of his retreat He turned and stepped into the street A dozen guns spit fire and lead A moment later, he lay dead The town began to shout and cheer Nowhere was there shed a tear for Ringo
(Ringo ... Ringo ...)
The story spread throughout the land That I had beaten Ringo's hand And it was just the years, they say That made me put my guns away But on his grave they can't explain The tarnished star above the name of Ringo
The Sun Ain't Gonna Shine (Anymore) Composer(s): Bob Crewe - Bob Gaudio First release by: Frankie Valli - 1965 Covered by multiple other artists
Versions In Other Languages: 1966 - Le Soleil Ne Brille Plus (Richard Anthony) 1966 - Il Sole Non Tramonterà (The Casuals)
Loneliness is the cloak you wear A deep shade of blue is always there The sun ain't gonna shine anymore The moon ain't gonna rise in the sky The tears are always clouding your eyes When you're without love... ba-a-a-a-by
Emptiness is the place you're in Nothing to lose but no more to win The sun ain't gonna shine anymore The moon ain't gonna rise in the sky The tears are always clouding your eyes When you're without love
Lonely, without you, baby Girl, I need you I can't go o-o-o-o-on
The sun ain't gonna shine anymore The sun ain't gonna shine anymore The moon ain't gonna rise in the sky The moon ain't gonna rise in the sky The tears are always clouding your eyes The tears are always clouding your eyes (Sun ain't gonna shine anymore) When you're without love... ba-a-a-a-by
The sun ain't gonna shine anymore The sun ain't gonna shine anymore The sun ain't gonna shine anymore The sun ain't gonna shine anymore...
Come Back To Sorrento ((aka Surrender (Elvis Presley) - 1960/1961; Take Me In Your Arms (Dean Martin) - 1962)) (Adapted from: Torna A Surriento - 1902) Composer(s): Giambattista De Curtis - Ernesto De Curtis Performer(s): Dean Martin - 1951 and multiple other artists
Sunlight dances on the sea Tender thoughts occur to me I have often seen your eyes In the nighttime when I dream When I pass a garden fair And the scent is in the air In my mind a dream awakes And my heart begins to break But you said goodbye to me Now all I can do is grieve Can it be that you forgot? Darling forget me not! Please don't say farewell And leave this heart that's broken Come back to Sorrento So I can mend
Ringard Pour Le Reggae Composer(s): Bernard Lavilliers Performer(s): Bernard Lavilliers
Tu voudrais hurler mais t'es queen Tu voudrais être in t'es has been Tu voudrais mordre mais tu lèches Tu voudrais déchirer mais tu caresses Tu voudrais cogner mais tu mouilles Tu voudrais dénoncer tu magouilles Tu voudrais t'éclater mais la mèche est mouillée
T'es un ringard pour le reggae T'es un zonard qu'a des papiers T'es un loubard des beaux quartiers Rock and roll et parfum anglais
Tu voudrais vivre tu fonctionnes Tu voudrais suivre tu t'cramponnes Tu voudrais aimer tu adores Tu voudrais dévorer tu picores Tu voudrais être Cream and the Square Tu voudrais Marylin mais c'est trop cher Tu voudrais des pavés mais tout est moquetté
Y a des patins dans les idées Y a des strass sur tes croix gammées T'es un kid de l'avenue Mozart Un hell's angel d'la rue Mouffetard
T'es un ringard pour le reggae T'es un zonard qu'a des papiers T'es un loubard des beaux quartiers Rock and roll et parfum anglais
Il Sole Non Tramonterà ((Adapted from: The Sun Ain't Gonna Shine (Anymore) (Frankie Valli) - 1965)) ((French Version: Le Soleil Ne Brille Plus (Richard Anthony) - 1966)) Composer(s): Bob Crewe - Bob Gaudio - Nisa Performer(s): The Casuals - 1966
Quando tu tornerai da me il mondo per noi si, cam biera' il sole non vedrai tramontar il giorno non vedrai mai finir nessuno si amera' come noi mai come noi oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, ooh gli occhi tuoi cercheranno i miei felice con me ti sentirai il sole non vedrai tramontar il giorno non vedrai mai finir nessuno si amera' come noi mai come noi vieni t'aspetto sempre tutto azzurro diventerai il sole non vedrai tramontar il giorno non vedrai mai finir nessuno si amera' come noi mai come noi oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, ooh il sole non vedrai tramontar il giorno non vedrai mai finir nessuno si amera' come noi mai come noi oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, ooh il sole non vedrai tramontar il giorno non vedrai mai finir nessuno si amera' come noi mai come noi mai come no
Ich Bau Dir Ein Schloss Composer(s): G. Kaleta; H. Hee; W. Roloff Performer(s): Heintje
Ich bau dir ein Schloss, so wie im Märchen Da wohn ich mit dir, dann ganz allein Ich bau dir ein Schloss, wenn ich einst gross bin da kannst du dort wohn und glücklich sein
Der blaue Himmel schaut auf uns herab sagt dir jeden Tag, wie lieb ich Dich hab Und alle Wolken zieh'n so schnell vorbei am Traumschloss für uns zwei
Ich bau dir ein Schloss, du wirst schon sehen bald bin ich schon gross, dann zieh'n wir ein Wo Blumen für Dich im Garten stehen da wird jeder Tag ein Sonntag sein
Der blaue Himmel schaut auf uns herab sagt dir jeden Tag, wie lieb ich Dich hab Und alle Wolken zieh'n so schnell vorbei am Traumschloss für uns zwei am Traumschloss für uns zwei
Ring, Ring, I've Got To Sing Performer(s): Ferre Grignard
Well, don't cry my baby Don't you cry all the while Don't cry my baby Just give me a smile Seen my daddy die in the war Seen my mama a-die crying for him
Ring, ring Well, I've got to sing Ring, ring Well, I've got to sing De dam dadda de day .
They call me a hounddog They call me a liar It's all 'cause of my colour They want me to hide They're talking about freedom Of religion and race But if you are a negro They slap you in the face So what are you fighting for They send 'm off to sea Well, I couldn't stand more words I'm gonna stop free Well, I'm still happy So don't cry my babe Together we'll just try for Being free people some day
Le Soleil Ne Brille Plus ((Adapted from: The Sun Ain't Gonna Shine (Anymore) (Frankie Valli) - 1965)) ((Italian Version: Il Sole Non Tramonterà (The Casuals) - 1966)) Composer(s): Bob Crewe - Bob Gaudio - Richard Anthony Performer(s): Richard Anthony - 1966
Je n'ai plus que des jours sans joie Des matins brumeux où tout est froid
Le soleil ne brille plus dans le ciel La lune a perdu tout son éclat La vie est monotone et sans joie Quand on est sans amour
Pourquoi?
La tristesse ne me quitte pas Y a plus d'espoir quand l'amour s'en va
Le soleil ne brille plus dans le ciel La lune a perdu tout son éclat La vie est monotone et sans joie Quand on est sans amour
Si seul dans les rues vides J'ai besoin de toi, reviens vers moi
Le soleil ne brille plus dans le ciel La lune a perdu tout son éclat La vie est monotone et sans joie Le soleil ne brille plus dans le ciel Quand on est sans amour
Pourquoi?
Le soleil ne brille plus dans le ciel Le soleil ne brille plus dans le ciel Le soleil ne brille plus dans le ciel Le soleil ne brille plus dans le ciel
Come Back To Playland With Me Composer(s): Maud Lambert
The lovelight is bright in your eye, dear Mem'ries are bringing you joy I know you are thinking of childhood The land of the girl and the boy Come let's have day dreams together Wander once more hand in hand Back to those days with their boy and girl ways Playmates in dear old Playland
Let's visit the old fashioned haunts, dear Travel on memories train And soon we'll be strolling through childhood Our hearts will be glad once again Let's linger long o'er each fancy Each one will bring joy and sublime Each passing year will enfold charms so dear Playmates at dear old Playtime
Playland, Playland Land of nursery rhymes Boys and girls in golden curls "Ring a rosey" times Childish games we played, dear When our hearts were free Mem'ries embraces will bring old faces So come back to Playland with me
Ring Ring Composer(s): Benny Andersson; Stig Anderson; Phil Cody; Neil Sedaka; Björn Ulvaeus Performer(s): ABBA; and various other artists
I was sitting by the phone I was waiting all alone Baby by myself I sit and wait and wonder about you It's a dark and dreary night Seems like nothing's going right Won't you tell me honey how can I go on here without you?
Yes I'm down and feeling blue And I don't know what to do, oh-oh
Ring, ring, why don't you give me a call? Ring, ring, the happiest sound of them all Ring, ring, I stare at the phone on the wall And I sit all alone impatiently Won't you please understand the need in me So, ring, ring, why don't you give me a call? So, ring, ring, why don't you give me a call?
You were here and now you're gone Hey did I do something wrong? I just can't believe that I could be so badly mistaken Was it me or was it you? Tell me, are we really through? Won't you hear me cry and you will know that my heart is breaking
Please forgive and then forget Or maybe darling better yet, oh-oh
Ring, ring, why don't you give me a call? Ring, ring, the happiest sound of them all Ring, ring, I stare at the phone on the wall And I sit all alone impatiently Won't you please understand the need in me So, ring, ring, why don't you give me a call? So, ring, ring, why don't you give me a call? Oh-oh, ring, ring, why don't you give me a call? So, ring, ring, why don't you give me a call?
In The Summer Of His Years Composer(s): David Lee - Herbert Kretzmer Performer(s): Connie Francis; Millicent Martin
A young man rode with his head held high Under the Texas sun And no one guessed That a man so blessed Would perish by the gun Lord, would perish by the gun
A shot rang out like a Southern shout And Heaven held its breath For a man shot down In a Southern town In the summer of his years Yes, the summer of his years
And we who stay mustn't ever lose The victories that he's won For wherever "man" looks to Freedom's past His soul goes riding on Lord, his soul goes riding on!
Come Back To Arizona Composer(s): Alfred Bryan; Herman Paley
Arizona, wild and free you're always dear to me I love you true Sun kissed meadows of the west the one I love the best she loves you too But my heart is sad today my heart is far away I'm all alone can't you hear me calling you Oh! won't you come back home?
When the sunset fades away each night alone I stay with aching heart And the night winds seem to sigh "Why did you say goodbye why did we part?" Tho' the town is gay tonight and lights are burning bright I'm feeling blue Waiting hearts grow weary dear but mine will wait for you
Come back to Arizona where the skies are blue Come back where you can own a heart that waits for you, so lonely Come little girl put my love to the test come to the best little nest in the west Come back to Arizona I love you
