Retro-Songteksten: Evergreens, Classics, Old-Time Favourites, Hits Uit Onze Jeugd
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Had enough of my yesterdays I can't go back to mistakes that I've made Had enough of my dark side And the hard ride that we've been through And now I've got so much to prove So don't let go, I've been a heart-selfish fool It's a feeling I'm rising above I'll give you love, true love, true blue love Give you true blue love And I know into one heart that shattered Tenderness is the only thing that matters Don't turn away from true blue love Running hard in an empty race Just take a look at the lines on this face In my eyes you can measure the miles But no one can measure desire So take my hand, can you feel how it burns And don't let go till your heart finally learns Why this wandering soul has returned To give you love, true love, true blue love Give you true blue love And I know into one heart that shattered Tenderness is the only thing that matters Don't turn away from true blue love And I know into one soul that's healing Loneliness is the only thing you're feeling Don't turn away from true blue love I'll give you love, true love, true blue love Give you true blue love I know into one heart that shattered Tenderness is the only thing that matters Don't turn away from true blue love And I know into one soul that's healing Loneliness is the only thing you're feeling Don't turn away from true blue love
I Should Have Known Better Composer(s): John Lennon - Paul McCartney First release by: The Beatles - 1964 Covered by multiple other artists
Versions In Other Languages: 1964 - La Corde Au Cou (Richard Anthony) 1964 - Cerca Di Capire (Dino & I Kings)
I should have known better with a girl like you that I would love everything that you do and I do, hey, hey, hey, and I do
Whoa, oh, I never realized what a kiss could be this could only happen to me can't you see, can't you see
That when I tell you that I love you, oh you're gonna say you love me too, oh And when I ask you to be mine you're gonna say you love me too
So I should have realized a lot of things before If this is love you've got to give me more give me more, hey hey hey, give me more
Whoa, oh, I never realized what a kiss could be this could only happen to me can't you see, can't you see
That when I tell you that I love you, oh you're gonna say you love me too, oh And when I ask you to be mine you're gonna say you love me too You love me too, you love me too You love me too
Sellers: Friends, pick up that bottle you will finding standing in the centre of your dining room table
Secombe: Now examine it closely and read what it says on the very small print on the back of the label
Sellers: Note that its contents are invaluable for pea soup, falling ears irritation of the nurglers, exterminating socks and preserving eggs
Milligan: And that doctors strongly recommend it as a cure for the lurgi the on-set of the nadgers, spots before the ankles, soft shoulders pink toenail and acute amounting on the legs So ooooo (ow!) If you're turning pimply and your knees are turning blue Don't be nervous simply, try Eeh! Ah! Oh! Oh! Ooh! Practice every morning and you'll find that you Almost without warning will be Eeh! Oh! Ah! Oh! Ooh!
Secombe: Combat, cure infection with this latest thing Follow the directions and Ping!
Milligan: Now the nights are colder you'll find what to do Write on the folder: Just Eeh! Ah! Oh! Ooh!
Sellers: When the flame affects you, or you got the flu You find what protects you is Eeh! Ah! Nicky! Nu! Better than the whisky, brandy gin or glue Makes your liver frisky does Eeh! Or! Ah! Nu!
Milligan/Eccles: And for making company or friends try some in your coffee And ya ha ya ya ha
Secombe: So if you get heated, don't get defeated Hold your breath, be seated and Eeh! Ah! Oh!
All: So when your out of funds and the rent is due Just a tiny spoonful will do And Oh! Ah! Arg! Oh! Glug! Arg! Arc! Arg! Ooh!
[Disgusting Donkey noises]
Sellers/Bloodnok: Oh -- Oh! that's better! Rhymes
Secombe: I'm going to hold a rhyming comptetion To prove that England is the greatest still But if I don't like the rhyme that you have written I reserve the right, the poet for to kill!
Sellers/Thynee: This could mean the big time! Have you heard of this man Moriarty Who's never appeared with Russell Harty
Milligan/Moriarty: The reason is this: I was out on the
All: That was a terrible rhyme
Secombe: Who's the next victim -- that' you
Sellers/Bloodnok: A nobleman from old Bohemia Whose daughter was christined Euphemia Though she was a real stunner, she married a gunner With chancres and haemiophilia!
All: That was a wonderful rhyme sign us another one, do!
Milligan/Moriarty: The reason is this: I was out on the
Sellers/Bloodnok: Right in the old Niagaras
Sellers/Bluebottle: There was a young lady of Tottingham Who had no manners or had forgotten them At tea at the Vicar's, she ripped off her knickers Because she said she felt hot in 'em
All: That was a jolly good rhyme Sing us another one, do
Milligan/Minnie: Why aren't I in this recording
Milligan/Eccles: There was a young man of Tralee Who was stung on the neck by a wasp When asked did it hurt, he replied not at all It can't
All: That was an unfinished ryhme Sing us another one do
Sellers/Rough: Morning hard on the nurdle In arm with the bird and the burdle The old fargon goo, he done riden the blue And he grundled the gwreds and the gwrelds
All: That was a jolly good rhyme Sing us another one, do
Milligan/Japanese: There was a young man from Yokohomo Who marry a girl from Kawmow On honeymoon night, bed catch alite So he get up and put on pyjammas
All: That was a jolly good rhyme Sing us another one, do
Sellers/German: There was a young Nazi from Berlin Fought for Hitler in hopes that he would win Now he cleans all the shoes of the Golders Green Jews Boy have they got it in for him!
All: That was a jolly good rhyme Sing us another one, do
Milligan/Indian1: There was a young man called Ghandi
Sellers/Indian2: Ghandi is right
Indian1: Who went in to the bar for the Shandy
Indian2: You are right absolutely
Indian1: With his great loin cloth he wipes off the froth And the barman says "Blimey, that's handy"
All: That was a jolly good rhyme Sing us another one, do
Eccles: Well that's the end of that
All: That was a jolly good rhyme Sing us another one, do
Bloodnok: Look, I have several others rhymes unsung
All: That was a jolly good rhyme Sing us another one, do
True Blue Composer(s): Rod Stewart - Ron Wood Performer(s): Rod Stewart
Never been a millionaire and I tell you mama I don't care Never gonna own a race-horse or a fast back mid-engine Porsche Don't think I'll own a private jet on the Stock Exchange I'm no threat So won't you help me make up my mind Don't you think I'd better get myself back home
Sitting in the moonlight glow excuse me if my feelings show Watching all the trucks roll by dreaming up an alibi You see, back home I'm considered the fool but maybe they're right I don't know So can't you help make up my mind Don't you think I'd better get myself back home Who cares
Daddy says he'll buy me car to drive just as far as I need He wants me back at any expense He's got a lot more money than sense Funny but now that I'm gone they all wanna be concerned Oh please can you make up my mind Don't you think I'd better get myself back home Just don't know what to do Maybe I'll walk, maybe I'll ride, maybe I'll never ever decide
Get out da way I gotta get on home I gotta get home as soon as I can
Cerca Di Capire
((Adapted from: I Should Have Known Better (The Beatles) - 1964))
((French Title: La Corde Au Cou (Richard Anthony) - 1964))
Composer(s): John Lennon - Paul McCartney - Don Backy
Performer(s): Dino e I Kings - 1964
Daaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaai Cerca di capire Che ogni giorno, amor L'ho dedicato A conquistare te Solo tee Solo tee Solo teeeeee Uo, uo, uo, uo, uo, uo Devo confidarti Che dicendo si Farai felice questo Tipo che Pensa a te Ama teeeeeeeee E' troppo grande Questo mio amor Non puoi lasciarmi Solo con mee ee ee ee e E se per caso Lo farai a a aiiiii! Saro' da solo e piangero' Da da da da dai Cerca di trovar Sul fondo del tuo cuor Un po' d'amor Per il grande amor Che per te Sento ancor Ssento ancoooooor
Da da da da dai Cerca di trovar Sul fondo del tuo cuor Un po' d'amor Per il grande amor Che per te Sento ancoooooor Adesso non mi dire Di no ooo Ho visto che il sorriso Tu tu tu tu u u u L'hai donato a me Adesso non parlare Piu' u u uuuuuu! Io sento gia' Che piangero' Che piangero' Che piangero' Che piangero'
True Blue Composer(s): John Williamson Performer(s): John Williamson
Hey True Blue, don't say you've gone Say you've knocked off for a smoko And you'll be back later on Hey True Blue, Hey True Blue
Give it to me straight Face to face Are you really disappearing Just another dying race Hey True Blue
True Blue, is it me and you? Is it Mum and Dad, is it a cockatoo? Is it standing by your mate When he's in a fight? Or just Vegemite True Blue, I'm asking you...
Hey True Blue, can you bear the load? Will you tie it up with wire Just to keep the show on the road? Hey True Blue, Hey True Blue, now be Fair Dinkum
Is your heart still there? If they sell us out like sponge cake Do you really care? Hey True Blue
True Blue, is it me and you? Is it Mum and Dad, is it a cockatoo? Is it standing by your mate When she's in a fight? Or just Vegemite True Blue, I'm asking you... True Blue, is it me and you? Is it Mum and Dad, is it a cockatoo? Is it standing by your mate When he's in a fight? Or just Vegemite True Blue... True Blue
I Should Care Composer(s): Sammy Cahn; Axel Stordahl; Paul Weston First performance/First release by: Bob Allen & the Tommy Dorsey Orch. - 1945/Martha Tilton & Orch. - 1945 Covered by multiple other artists
I guess I should pity me But I don't because you see I have loved and I have learned And as far as I'm concerned
I should care I should go around weeping I should care I should go without sleeping Strangley enough I sleep well 'Cept for a dream or two But then I count my sheep well Funny how sheep can lull you to sleep
I should care I should let it upset me I should care But it just doesn't get me Maybe I won't find someone as lovely as you! But I should care and I do!
Tout le monde les bras en l'air Ne faites pas d'histoires Edouard Reste bien les bras en l'air Derrière ton comptoir Edouard Le premier qui n'est pas content N'aura plus jamais mal aux dents
Reste bien les bras en l'air Ferme ton tiroir Edouard Car on ne veut rien en faire Garde tes dollars Edouard On ne veut pas ton argent Que personne ne bouge à présent
On va trouver notre affaire Derrière le comptoir Edouard Il y a là ce qu'on préfère Il y a le ricard Edouard Tous les bras en l'air Et pas d'histoires Tu vas nous servir un ricard Edouard
True Composer(s): Gary Kemp Performer(s): Spandau Ballet
So true funny how it seems always in time, but never in line for dreams Head over heels when toe to toe This is the sound of my soul this is the sound
I bought a ticket to the world but now I've come back again Why do I find it hard to write the next line? Oh I want the truth to be said
Huh huh huh hu-uh huh I know this much is true Huh huh huh hu-uh huh I know this much is true
With a thrill in my head and a pill on my tongue dissolve the nerves that have just begun Listening to Marvin (all night long) This is the sound of my soul this is the sound
Always slipping from my hands Sets a time of its own Take your seaside arms and write the next line Oh I want the truth to be known
Huh huh huh hu-uh huh I know this much is true Huh huh huh hu-uh huh I know this much is true
I bought a ticket to the world but now I've come back again Why do I find it hard to write the next line? Oh I want the truth to be said
Huh huh huh hu-uh huh I know this much is true Huh huh huh hu-uh huh I know this much is true
I Should Be Sleeping Composer(s): Lisa Drew; Shaye Smith Performer(s): Emerson Drive; Hit Crew
I never knew there were such great movies On TV at 3 a.m. I never guessed that at midnight Tuesday I'd could have pizza ordered in I never been a real night owl But these days I'm all turned around There's only one thing I'm sure of right now
I should be sleepin' Instead of keepin' these late hours I've been keepin' I've been pacing and retracing Every step of every move And even though I'm feelin' so right I'm so happy still I know I should be sleepin' Instead of dreamin' about you
I never knew that I was funny and I went and made you laugh Never like a girl to call me honey But you did and I like that I keep thinkin' about your smile Tryin' to read between the lines Looks like I'll be up for awhile
I should be sleepin' Instead of keepin' these late hours I've been keepin' I've been pacing and retracing Every step of every move And even though I'm feelin' so right I'm so happy still I know I should be sleepin' Instead of dreamin' about you
How could just three days (just three days) One great kiss (one great kiss)
It's way too soon (way too soon) To be obsesssing like this
I should be sleepin' Instead of keepin' these late hours I've been keepin' I've been pacing and retracing Every step of every move And even though I'm feelin' so right I'm so happy still I know I should be sleepin' Instead of dreamin' about you
Editions Of You Composer(s): Bryan Ferry
First release by: Roxy Music - 1973
Covered by multiple other artists
Well I´m here looking through an old picture frame Just waiting for the perfect view I hope something special will step in to my life Another fine edition of you A pin-up done in shades of blue Sometimes you find a yearning for the quiet life The country air and all its joys But badgers couldnt compensate at twice the price For just another night with the boys oh yeah And boys will be boys, will be boys They say love´s a gamble, hard to win, easy lose And while sun shines you´d better make hay So if life is your table and fate is the wheel Then let the chips fall where they may In modern times the modern way
And as I was drifting past the Lorelei I heard those slinky sirens wail - whooo So look out sailor when you hear them croon You´ll never been the same again oh no Their crazy music drives you insane - this way
So love, leave me, do what you will - who knows what tomorrow might bring? Learn from your mistakes is my only advice And stay cool is still the main rule Dont play yourself for a fool Too much cheesecake too soon Old money´s better than new No mention in the latest tribune And don´t let this happen to you
Truckin' Composer(s): Jerry Garcia - Philip Lesh - Bob Weir - Robert Hunter First release: Grateful Dead - 1970 Covered by multiple other artists
Truckin' got my chips cashed in Keep truckin', like the do-dah man Together, more or less in line, just keep truckin' on
Arrows of neon and flashing marquees out on Main Street Chicago, New York, Detroit and it's all on the same street Your typical city involved in a typical daydream Hang it up and see what tomorrow brings
Dallas, got a soft machine Houston, too close to New Orleans New York's got the ways and means But just won't let you be, oh no
Most of the cats that you meet on the streets speak of true love Most of the time they're sittin' and cryin' at home One of these days they know they better get goin' Out of the door and down on the streets all alone
Truckin', like the do-dah man once told me "You've got to play your hand" Sometimes your cards ain't worth a dime, if you don't lay'em down
Sometimes the light's all shinin' on me Other times I can barely see Lately it occurs to me What a long, strange trip it's been
What in the world ever became of sweet Jane? She lost her sparkle, you know she isn't the same Livin' on reds, vitamin C, and cocaine All a friend can say is "Ain't it a shame?"
Truckin', up to Buffalo Been thinkin', you got to mellow slow Takes time, you pick a place to go, and just keep truckin' on
Sittin' and starin' out of the hotel window Got a tip they're gonna kick the door in again I'd like to get some sleep before I travel But if you got a warrant, I guess you're gonna come in
Busted, down on Bourbon Street, set up, like a bowlin' pin Knocked down, it get's to wearin' thin They just won't let you be, oh no
You're sick of hangin' around and you'd like to travel Get tired of travelin' and you want to settle down I guess they can't revoke your soul for tryin' Get out of the door and light out and look all around
Sometimes the light's all shinin' on me Other times I can barely see Lately it occurs to me What a long, strange trip it's been
Truckin', I'm a goin' home Whoa whoa baby, back where I belong Back home, sit down and patch my bones, and get back truckin' on Hey now get back truckin' home
I should be dancing We should be romancing I should be dancing In the moonlight with you
I sit home night after night Just waiting for your call But I never get one I end up just Tossing in my bed And staring at the walls Wondering what I did wrong
You say I'm the only one If that's true Tell me, why can't I see you
We go for days and days Without a word Tell me, have I blown my single
I should be dancing We should be romancing I should be dancing In the moonlight with you
I should be dancing Love is enchanting Let the music Bring my heart together with you
Saturday night Seems to be much lonelier than the rest How much longer Must I wait Don't make me wait I really care for you But I can't sit here forever, baby Come to me Take your place
I should be dancing We should be romancing I should be dancing In the moonlight with you
I should be dancing Love is enchanting Let the music Bring my heart together with you
I should be dancing We should be romancing I should be dancing In the moonlight with you
I should be dancing Love is enchanting Let the music Bring my heart together with you
I should be dancing We should be romancing I should be dancing In the moonlight with you
Édition Spéciale Composer(s): Francis Cabrel Performer(s): Francis Cabrel
D'abord y a cette fille Dans la boîte de verre Qui dit "Bonne nuit, à demain" Sur un bout de musique Des bonshommes à l'envers Et puis après plus rien J'étais là à huit heures Pour les mauvaises nouvelles Elle m'a laissé tout seul Avec mes envies d'elle Derrière son visage Un paysage de neige Et puis après plus rien Après je prends mon pote Sur la radio locale Au milieu d'un discours C'est le temps qu'il espère Au-dessus de son bocal S'il arrive à faire jour Parce qu'il paraît qu'y a le feu À la moitié de la Terre Et qu'on attend du mieux Juste pour les sagittaires Après un dernier verre Le souffle des étoiles Et puis après plus rien Et puis après plus rien Et puis après Edition Spéciale, Edition Spéciale En couleur naturelle Mes envies d'elle Et puis après Edition Spéciale, Edition Spéciale En grandeur nature Ses yeux sur le mur Et puis après je cherche Quelqu'un que je connais Qui soit encore debout Faut pas que je me leurre À l'heure qu'il est On doit pas être beaucoup J'ai du mal à dormir À côté de personne Et le silence m'attend Je l'entends qui résonne "Allez, salut bonsoir !" Le bruit quand je raccroche Et puis après plus rien Et puis après plus rien Et puis après Edition Spéciale, Edition Spéciale En grandeur nature Ses yeux sur le mur Et puis après Edition Spéciale, Edition Spéciale En couleur naturelle Mes envies d'elle Quand je me lève La fille dans la boîte de verre A déjà dit bonjour Mon pote est reparti Sur une autre colère Dans un autre discours Mais la nuit arrive vite À ceux qui ont peur d'elle Y a des choses qu'on évite Pas facile avec elle Après-midi tranquille Après-midi banal Et puis après... Et puis après... Et puis après... Edition Spéciale, Edition Spéciale
Truckin' Composer(s): James Griffin - Robb Royer Performer(s): Bread
Truckin' down the highway Get outta my way Always in a hurry Always in between That's where you can find me Truckin' down the highway Sittin' in the cab of A ten ton machine
Gettin' pretty tired of stoppin' In old run down cafes Some day I'm gonna find me a woman Rich enough to pay my way
Gonna make some inroads Drivin' home a payload Truckin' down the highway Like you never seen
Gettin' pretty tired of lookin' In truck stop cabarets Some day I'm gonna find me a woman Rich enough to pay my way
Then you're gonna find me Truckin' down the highway Sittin' in the back of A long limousine
Kiss Them For Me From the film "Kiss Them For Me" (1957) Composer(s): Lionel Newman; Carroll Coates Performer(s): The McGuire Sisters
Kiss them, kiss them, kiss them for me
Goodbye my honey though you gotta go now Least I know now I'm the one whose won So if the losers need some sympathy You can kiss them, kiss them for me
It sounds kinda funny but I won't be jealous When you fellas, find you're far from home If you need a little femininity You can kiss them, kiss them for me
There's safety in numbers, so it's quite okay Kiss the darling day, kiss the blues away It'd sure be the biggest thrill they'd ever had But I won't get mad, 'cause I won't be there to see
Make hay while it's sunny so you love me Oh, please if you're lonely I will understand And you'll thank my lips for waiting faithfully When you kiss them, kiss them, kiss them for me Kiss them for me
Edith And The Kingpin Composer(s): Joni Mitchell
First release by: Joni Mitchell - 1975
Covered by multiple other artists
The big man arrives Disco dancers greet him Plainclothes cops greet him Big man, small town, fresh lipstick glistening Sophomore jive From victims of typewriters The band sounds like typewriters The big man he's not listening His eyes hold Edith His left hand holds his right What does that hand desire That he grips it so tight
Edith in the ring The passed-over girls are conferring The man with the diamond ring is purring All claws for now withdrawn One by one they bring His renegade stories to her His crimes and his glories to her In challenge they look on Women he has wanted grow old too soon He tilts their tired faces Gently to the spoon
Edith in his bed A plane in the rain is humming The wires in the walls are humming Some song-some mysterious song Bars in her head Beating frantic and snowblind Romantic and snowblind She says-his crime belongs Edith and the Kingpin Each with charm to sway Are staring eye to eye They dare not look away You know they dare not look away
Truckin' Composer(s): Rube Bloom - Ted Koehler Performer(s): Billy Cotton & His Band
We had to get something new A dance to do up here in Harlem So someone started truckin' ???? as soon as the news got round Well the folks down town came up to Harlem And what they see, boy Everybody was truckin' It didn't take long before The highbrows were doin' it Park Avenue-in' it, all over town You'll see them shufflin', shufflin' Truckin' along Boy, it's spreadin' like a forest blaze It became a craze, thanks to Harlem nights Now, everybody's truckin'
I Shot The Sheriff Composer(s): Bob Marley First release by: Bob Marley & The Wailers - 1973 Covered by multiple other artists
(I shot the sheriff But I didn't shoot no deputy, oh no! Oh! I shot the sheriff But I didn't shoot no deputy Ooh, oo-ooh) All around in my home town They tryin' to track me down They say they want to bring me in guilty For the life of a deputy For the life of a deputy But I say, yeah
(I shot the sheriff But I swear it was in self-defence) I swear it was in selfdefence, yea-ea-eah! It was I who shot the sheriff (And they say it is a) capital offence (Oo-ooh)
Sheriff John Brown always hates me For what, I don't know Every time I plant a seed He say, "Kill them before they grow" He say, "Kill them before they grow", now And so, yeah - and so
I shot the sheriff But I didn't shoot no deputy (Oh no! Oh!) It was I shot the sheriff But I (didn't shoot no deputy) I didn't shoot no deputy (Oo-ooh) No-no-no-no-no!
Freedom came my way one day And I started out of town, yeah! Then all of a sudden I saw sheriff John Brown He was aiming to shoot I down So I shot, yes, I shot - shot him down and I say, yeah
By-by-by - I shot the sheriff Love, I didn't shoot no deputy (oh, no! Oh!) It was I shot the sheriff But I didn't shoot no deputy (Oo-ooh)
Reflexes had the better of me And what is to be must be Every day the bucket goes to the well I say, one day the bottom a-go drop out One day the bottom will drop out
And so - and so, read it! (I shot the sheriff But I didn't shoot no deputy Oh no, oh! I shot the sheriff But I didn't shoot no deputy Oo-ooh)