Retro-Songteksten: Evergreens, Classics, Old-Time Favourites, Hits Uit Onze Jeugd
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I Don't Believe In Miracles Composer(s): Russ Ballard Performer(s): Colin Blunstone and multiple other artists
I walk along the road and past your door Then I remember things you said I know in time we could've been so much more But if you wanna come back home, go right ahead
But I don't believe in miracles I don't believe in miracles But I thought you might show your face Or have the grace to tell me where you are
I believe I was your game, your ball (your ball) If you tossed me up then I would fall And so you've won again, ah, you win them all But I believe I'd run to you, if you should call
But I don't believe in miracles (don't believe in miracles) I don't believe in miracles (don't believe in miracles) But I thought you might show your face Or have the grace to tell me where you are (tell me where you are)
I believe that somewhere there's someone Who's gonna light the way when things go wrong The bullet that shot me down came from your gun The words that turned me round were from your song
But I don't believe in miracles (don't believe in miracles) I don't believe in miracles (don't believe in miracles) But I thought you might show your face Or have the grace to tell me where you are (tell me where you are)
But I don't believe in miracles (don't believe in miracles) I don't believe in miracles (don't believe in miracles) But I thought you might show your face Or have the grace to tell me where you are
Jeepers Creepers Composer(s): Johnny Mercer; Harry Warren Performer(s): Tony Bennett & Count Basie; and various other artists
I don't care what the weatherman says When the weatherman says it's raining You'll never hear me complaining I'm certain the sun will shine I don't care how the weather vane points When the weather vane points to gloomy It's gotta be sunny to me When your eyes look into mine
Jeepers creepers, where'd ya get those peepers? Jeepers creepers, where'd ya get those eyes? Gosh all, git up, how'd they get so lit up? Gosh all, git up, how'd they get that size? Golly gee, when you turn those heaters on Woe is me, got to put my cheaters on Jeepers creepers, where'd ya get those peepers? Oh, those weepers, how they hypnotize! Where'd ya get those eyes?
Teardrops Composer(s): Sonny Bono - Larry Williams Performer(s): Larry Williams
You left, left me to cry At a table that was set for two But the most I can offer A tear drop for you Tear drop for you (Teardrop for you)
The pain deep inside Uummm, I know it won't show through But the most I can offer Is a tear drop, tear drop A tear drop for you
I'd show the world (I'd show the world) Woooh, my emotions (My emotions) Yes, but what (Yes, but what) What good would it be (What good would it be) I'd tell the world (I'd tell the world) Of my devotion (Of my devotion) Yet, could it bring (Duh-duh) you back (Duh-duh) To me (Duh-duh-duh-duh-duh-duh-duh)
I swallowed, swallowed my pride For your love I could never hide Little girl, little girl, the most I could offer Is a tear drop (Tear drop for you)
I Don't Believe In If Anymore Composer(s): Roger Whittaker Performer(s): Roger Whittaker
Now if you load your rifle right And if you fix your bayonet so And if you kill that man, my friend The one we call the foe And if you do it often, lad And if you do it righ You'll be a hero overnight You'll save your country from her plight Remember God is always right If you survive to see the sight A friend now greeting foe...
No you won't believe in If anymore If's an illusion If's an illusion No you won't believe in If anymore If is for children If is for children Building daydreams
If I knew then what I know now (I thought I did you know somehow) If I could have the time again I'd take the sunshine leave the rain If only time would trickle slow Like rain that melts the fallen snow If only Lord if only If only Lord if only
Oh I don't believe in If anymore If's an illusion If's an illusion No I don't believe in If anymore If is for children If is for children Building daydreams
No I don't believe in If anymore If's an illusion If's an illusion No I don't believe in If anymore If is for children If is for children Building daydreams
J'Écoute De La Musique Saoûle Composer(s): Michel Jonasz; Gabriel Yared Performer(s): Françoise Hardy
j'écoute de la musique saoûle à rouler par terre dans un night-club ou déboule un funky d'enfer toute seule si quelqu'un me l'a volé toute seule que les sorties soient fermées toute seule toute seule il m'a laissée toute seule houlà houlà sacré houle on voit plus la terre cool musique bateau qui coule sous les lazers toute seule Donna Summer moi aussi toute seule Marvin Gaye j'suis triste ici toute seule toute seule il m'a laissée toute seule toute seule il m'a laissée toute seule les scarabées d'or attaquent tutti frutti en sol faut qu'j'me trouve un homme un crac chinois mongol prince du pétrole le roi du bonbon menthol j'écoute de la musique saoûle à rouler par terre dans un night-club ou déboule un funky d'enfer toute seule si quelqu'un me l'a volé toute seule que les sorties soient fermées toute seule toute seule il m'a laissée toute seule toute seule arrêtez-vous de danser toute seule j'ai perdu mon fiancé toute seule toute seule il m'a laissée toute seule
To Keep My Love Alive Composer(s): Lorenz Hart - Richard Rodgers First performance: Vivienne Segal - 1943
I've been married, and married, and often I've sighed "I'm never a bridesmaid, I'm always a bride"
I never divorced them, I hadn't the heart Yet remember these sweet words, "`till death do us part"
I married many men, a ton of them Because I was untrue to none of them Because I bumped off every one of them To keep my love alive
Sir Paul was frail, he looked a wreck to me At night he was a horse's neck to me So I performed an appendectomy To keep my love alive
Sir Thomas had insomnia, he couldn't sleep at night I bought a little arsenic, he's sleeping now all right
Sir Philip played the harp, I cussed the thing I crowned him with his harp to bust the thing And now he plays where harps are just the thing To keep my love alive To keep my love alive
I thought Sir George had possibilities But his flirtations made me ill at ease And when I'm ill at ease, I kill at ease To keep my love alive
Sir Charles came from a sanitorium And yelled for drinks in my emporium I mixed one drink, he's in memorium To keep my love alive
Sir Francis was a singing bird, a nightingale, that's why I tossed him off my balcony, to see if he, could fly
Sir Atherton indulged in fratricide He killed his dad and that was patricide One night I stabbed him by my mattress-side To keep my love alive To keep my love alive To keep my love alive
I Do, I Do, I Do Performer(s): Joe Loss & His Orch.
Him: Do I like it, kissing you You know I do I do I do I do I do Do I miss it all day through You know I do I do I do I do I do
Ive told you once, Ive told you twice Ill shout it to the skies Theres no telling what Ill do To make you realise That I love you, yes I do You know I do I do I do I do I do
Her: Do I like it, kissing you You know I do I do I do I do I do
Him: You do?
Her: Do I miss it all day through You know I do I do I do I do I do
Him: Oh Honey
Her: Ive told you once, Ive told you twice Ill shout it to the skies Theres no telling what Ill do To make you realise That I love you
Him: You do?
Her: Yes I do You know I do I do I do I do I do
Him: Ive told you once, Ive told you twice Ill shout it to the skies Theres no telling what Ill do To make you realise That I love you
Her: Love me?
Him: Yes I do
Her: Hmm
Him: You know I do I do I do I do I do
Her: And to prove it whatll you do?
Him: Ill tell the preacher on the day I marry you
J'Écoute Chanter La Brise (Portuguese Version: Sempre Que Lisboa Canta) Composer(s): Carlos Rocha; Anibal Nazaré Performer(s): Dalida
J'écoute chanter la brise et j'imagine quelques paroles Que j'aimerai que tu dises lorsque ton rêve vers moi s'envole J'entends le bruit de la vague comme un cur battre sur le rivage Il dit au long des semaines qu'il revienne, qu'il revienne
J'habite sur la falaise ma maison regarde l'eau Au loin la mer est jalouse car j'attends un matelot Garce à ses humbles prières la Madone est avec moi Et je serais la première à voir venir son trois-mâts
J'écoute chanter la brise et j'imagine quelques paroles Que j'aimerai que tu dises lorsque ton rêve vers moi s'envole J'entends le bruit de la vague comme un cur battre sur le rivage Il dit au long des semaines qu'il revienne, qu'il revienne
Les jours sont tous des dimanches lorsque les bateaux sont là Devant chaque maison blanche un grand fil séchera On danse le long des plages on a plus qu'une pensée Mais que c'est triste un village quand sont loin les fiancés
J'écoute chanter la brise elle murmure tant de merveilles Que tu le lui as apprise pour ne les dire qu'à mon oreille J'écoute le vent d'Espagne le vent qui saute de la montagne Pour chanter le long des vignes reviens vite, reviens vite Reviens
I Do, Do You? Composer(s): Lou Quadling Performer(s): Dinah Shore
I do, do you? Do you believe in love? I never did before, but now I do Whenever you're near me I thrill with happiness And if that isn't love I miss my guess Oh yes, I do, do you? Do you believe it's love? What else could bring an angel down to earth? When you're in my arms I weaken with each caress Oh yes, I do, do you?
Whenever you're near me I thrill with happiness And if that isn't love I miss my guess Oh yes, I do, do you? Do you believe it's love? What else could bring an angel down to earth? When you're in my arms I weaken with each caress Oh yes, I do, do you?
Jeanie With The Light Brown Hair (aka I Dream Of Jeannie With The Light Brown Hair) Composer(s): Stephen Foster Performer(s): Glenn Miller and multiple other artists
I dream of Jeannie with the light brown hair Borne, like a vapor, on the summer air I see her tripping where the bright streams play Happy as the daisies that dance on her way
Many were the wild notes her merry voice would pour Many were the blithe birds that warbled them o'er Oh! I dream of Jeannie with the light brown hair Floating, like a vapor, on the soft, summer air
I long for Jeannie with the day dawn smile Radiant in gladness, warm with winning guile I hear her melodies, like joys gone by Sighing round my heart o'er the fond hopes that die
Sighing like the night wind and sobbing like the rain Wailing for the lost one that comes not again Oh! I long for Jeannie, and my heart bows low Never more to find her where the bright waters flow
I sigh for Jeannie, but her light form strayed Far from the fond hearts round her native glade Her smiles have vanished and her sweet songs flown Flitting like the dreams that have cheered us and gone
Now the nodding wild flow'rs may wither on the shore While her gentle fingers will cull them no more Oh! I sigh for Jeannie with the light brown hair Floating like a vapor, on the soft summer air
I Do Not Know A Day I Did Not Love You Composer(s): Martin Charnin; Richard Rodgers Performer(s): Tony Bennett; Michael Jovovich
I do not know a day I did not love you I can't remember love not being there The planting when the earth ran through your fingers The harvest when the sun danced in your hair
I do not know a day I did not need you For sharing every moment that I spent I needed you before I ever knew you Before I knew what needing someone meant
And if we ever were to have tomorrow One fact alone is full and filled with song You will not know a day I do not love you The way that I have loved you all our lives
Jeanne Martin Composer(s): Georges Brassens; Jean Bertola Performer(s): Georges Brassens
La petite presqu'île Où jadis, bien tranquille Moi je suis né natif Soit dit sans couillonnade Avait le nom d'un ad- jectif démonstratif
Moi, personnellement Que je meur' si je mens Ça m'était bien égal J'étais pas chatouillé J'étais pas humilié Dans mon honneur local
Mais voyant d' l'infamie Dans cette homonymie Des bougres s'en sont plaints Tellement que bientôt On a changé l'ortho- graph' du nom du pat'lin
Et j'eus ma première tristesse d'Olympio Déférence gardée envers le père Hugo
Si faire se peut Attendez un peu Messieurs les édiles Que l'on soit passé Pour débaptiser Nos petites villes
La chère vieille rue Où mon père avait cru On ne peut plus propice D'aller construire sa Petite maison s'a- ppelait rue de l'Hospice
Se mettre en quête d'un Nom d' rue plus opportun Ne se concevait pas On n' pouvait trouver mieux Vu qu'un asile de vieux Florissait dans le bas
Les anciens combattants Tous comme un seul, sortant De leurs vieux trous d'obus Firent tant qu'à la fin La rue d' l'Hospic' devint La rue Henri Barbusse
Et j'eus ma deuxième tristesse d'Olympio Déférence gardée envers le père Hugo
Si faire se peut Attendez un peu Héros incongrus Que l'on soit passé Pour débaptiser Nos petites rues
Moi, la première à qui Mon cur fut tout acquis S'app'lait Jeanne Martin Patronyme qui fait Pas tellement d'effet Dans le bottin mondain
Mais moi j'aimais comme un Fou ce nom si commun N'en déplaise aux minus D'ailleurs, de parti pris Celle que je chéris S'appell' toujours Vénus
Hélas un béotien A la place du sien Lui proposa son blase Fameux dans l'épicerie Et cette renchérie Refusa pas, hélas!
Et j'eus ma troisième tristesse d'Olympio Déférence gardée envers le père Hugo
Si faire se peut Attendez un peu Cinq minutes, non? Gentes fiancées Que l'on soit passé Pour changer de nom
Stop Leading Me On Composer(s): Parker - Wright Performer(s): The Precisions
You're leading me on Oh, why must this be You're leading me on Don't play with my heart this way If you don't love me, then tell me so And stop leading me on, and let me go, oh-oh-ooh
All my dreams are not the same You're leading me on It fills my heart with pain If you don't love me, then tell me so And this leading me on will be no more
I thought my love meant something to you (doo-be-doo-be-doo) And that our love was pure and true (aah-aah-aah-aah-aah) I made a foolish mistake And I was falling so deeply over you
So, look in my eyes and tell me (I love you so) This is something I must know (I must know) If you don't love me anymore Stop leading me on and let me go, woh-oh-oh
Límites Composer(s): Pablo Guerrero - Pedro Navarrete Performer(s): Luz Casal
En la ciudad el pulso de la soledad Detrás de tí la noche larga de abril Puedes tocar cometas en la oscuridad Alrededor siempre es presente en el reloj Amanecer tu luz al nacer Allá en el sur el cielo añade laminas de azul
Y ésta claridad te hace pensar que no tiene límites tu cuerpo ni orillas el mar Todo está aquí con ritmo y Música feliz Aquí la unión de lo creado con la creación Sombras se van sentidos a la libertad Fuego y metal aire que gira sobre el mar Amanecer tu luz al nacer Allá en le sur el cielo añade láminas de luz
Y esta claridad te hace pensar que no tiene límites tu cuerpo ni orillas el mar
Jeanne Composer(s): Georges Brassens Performer(s): Georges Brassens; Renaud
Chez Jeanne, la Jeanne Son auberge est ouverte aux gens sans feu ni lieu On pourrait l'appeler l'auberge de Bon Dieu S'il n'en existait déjà une La dernière où l'on peut entrer Sans frapper, sans montrer patte blanche
Chez Jeanne, la Jeanne On est n'importe qui, on vient n'importe quand Et, comme par miracle, par enchantement On fait partie de la famille Dans son cur, en s'poussant un peu Reste encore une petite place
La Jeanne, la Jeanne Elle est pauvre et sa table est souvent mal servie Mais le peu qu'on y trouve assouvit pour la vie Par la façon qu'elle le donne Son pain ressemble à du gâteau Et son eau à du vin comme deux gouttes d'eau
La Jeanne, la Jeanne On la paie quand on peut des prix mirobolants Un baiser sur son front ou sur ses cheveux blancs Un semblant d'accord de guitare L'adresse d'un chat échaudé Ou d'un chien tout crotté comm' pourboire
La Jeanne, la Jeanne Dans ses ros's et ses choux n'a pas trouvé d'enfant Qu'on aime et qu'on défend contre les quatre vents Et qu'on accroche à son corsage Et qu'on arrose avec son lait D'autres qu'elle en seraient tout's chagrines
Mais Jeanne, la Jeanne Ne s'en soucie pas plus que de colin-tampon Etre mère de trois poulpiquets, à quoi bon Quand elle est mère universelle Quand tous les enfants de la terre De la mer et du ciel sont à elle
Don't let nobody ever get you down Don't let them play their games on you I hope and pray that whenever I'm in town I get to spend some time with you
You know it's true I love you Always want to be next to you You know I need you I need to have you by my side
Let's make some plans I'll never let you down It's true baby
Everytime I think of you My love control girl I lose
I got a get away Where we can go girl Just you and I No more baby bothering days Yest it's the perfect place To be alone girl Just you and I How can we lose Let's get away
I want to leave
What can I give you my love is here to stay I'll change your grey skies to blue I'll love you baby - whenever you say Even if it's all night and day
You know it's true I love you Always want to be next to you You know I need you I need to have you by my side
Everytime I look at you It turns me on yes you do
I got a get away Where we can go girl Just you and I No more baby bothering days Yest it's the perfect place To be alone girl Just you and I How can we lose Let's get away
I got a get away where we can go girl Just you and I no more bothering days Yes it's the perfect place to be alone girl Just you and I how can we lose let's get away I'm ready let's leave today To get away girl just for one day
I Do It For Your Love Composer(s): Paul Simon Performer(s): Paul Simon and multiple other artists
We were married on a rainy day The sky was yellow And the grass was grey We signed the papers And we drove away I do it for your love
The rooms were musty And the pipes were old All that winter we shared a cold Drank all the orange juice That we could hold I do it for your love
Found a rug In an old junk shop And I brought it home to you Along the way the colours ran The orange bled the blue
The sting of reason The splash of tears The northern and the southern hemisphere Love emerges and it disappears I do it for your love I do it for your love