Retro-Songteksten: Evergreens, Classics, Old-Time Favourites, Hits Uit Onze Jeugd
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Its Too Soon To Know Composer(s): Chessler Performer(s): Pat Boone
Does she love me? Its too soon to know Can I believe her when she tells me so? Is she fooling? Is it all a game? Am I the fire or just another flame? A one-sided love would break my heart She may be just acting and playing a part
If she wont love me, let her tell me so I cant hold her if she wants to go Though Ill cry when shes gone I wont die Ill live on If its so, its too soon, way to soon, to know
If she wont love me, let her tell me so I cant hold her if she wants to go Though Ill cry when shes gone I wont die Ill live on If its so, its too soon, way to soon, to know
Fall Softly Snow Composer(s): Jean Surrey Performer(s): Jim Ed Brown & Helen Cornelius
Fall softly snow Blanket everything with purest white Fall softly snow Everything is holy here tonight Shepherd boy upon the hill Bid your flock be very still Fall softly snow A child is born tonight
Shine brightly star Wisemen bringing gifts come from afar Oh Holy light, brightest of them all, the Eastern Star Herald angels from on high Sing a tender lullaby Fall softly snow A child is born tonight
The time is here Oh Holy Night, the angels sing And from on high, heavenly hosts proclaim the King In the manger by her side Mary's eyes are filled with pride Fall softly snow Fall softly snow
The Christ child has just arrived ..... Silent night
It's Too Late Composer(s): Chuck Willis First release by: Chuck Willis - 1956 Covered by multiple other artists
It's too late, she's gone (Too late, too late) It's too late, my baby's gone (Too late, too late Doo-wop!) Wish I had told her she was my only one Lord, it's too late, she's gone
It's a weak man that cries (Ooo-ooo, ooo-oo-ooo) So, I guess I better dry my eyes (Ooo-ooo, ooo-oo-ooo Doo-wop!) Yes, I will miss her more than anyone Lord, it's too late, she's gone (Too late)
She's gone, oh, she's gone She's gone, my baby's gone She's gone, yes, she's gone Where can my baby be?
I wonder does she know (Too late, too late) When she left me, it hurt me so? (Too late, too late Doo-wop!) I need your lovin' Please don't make me wait And tell me it's not too late
I need your lovin' Please don't make me wait And tell me it's not too late (It's not too late)
Fairytale Of New York
Composer(s): Shane MacGowan; Jem Finer
First release by: The Pogues - 1988
Covered by multiple other artists
Titles In Other Languages:
1996 - Weihnachtsnaach
2003 - Nieuwjaar In Brussel
It was Christmas Eve babe In the drunk tank An old man said to me, won't see another one And then he sang a song The Rare Old Mountain Dew And I turned my face away And dreamed about you
Got on a lucky one Came in eighteen to one I've got a feeling This year's for me and you So happy Christmas I love you baby I can see a better time When all our dreams come true
They've got cars Big as bars They've got rivers of gold But the wind goes right through you It's no place for the old
When you first took my hand On a cold Christmas Eve You promised me Broadway was waiting for me
You were handsome You were pretty Queen of New York City When the band finished playing They howled out for more Sinatra was swinging All the drunks they were singing We kissed on the corner Then danced through the night
The boys of the NYPD choir Were singing 'Galway Bay' And the bells were ringing Out for Christmas day
You're a bum You're a punk You're an old slut on junk Living there almost dead on a drip In that bed
You scum bag You maggot You cheap lousy faggot Happy Christmas your arse I pray God It's our last
I could have been someone So could anyone You took my dreams From me when I first found you I kept them with me babe I put them with my own Can't make it all alone I've built my dreams around you
It's Too Late Composer(s): Carole King; Toni Stern First release by: Carole King - 1970 Covered by multiple other artists
Stayed in bed all morning just to pass the time There's something wrong here, there can be no denying One of us is changing, or maybe we've stopped trying
And it's too late, baby, now it's too late
Though we really did try to make it Something inside has died and I can't hide And I just can't fake it
It used to be so easy living here with you You were light and breezy and I knew just what to do Now you look so unhappy, and I feel like a fool
And it's too late, baby, now it's too late
Though we really did try to make it Something inside has died and I can't hide
And I just can't fake it
There'll be good times again for me and you But we just can't stay together, don't you feel it too Still I'm glad for what we had, and how I once loved you
But it's too late, baby, it's too late
Though we really did try to make it Something inside has died and I can't hide And I just can't fake it
Everybody Knows The Claus Composer(s): Isaac Hanson Performer(s): Hanson
Don't you smell the cookies he's bakin Can't you see that belly, it's shakin' Don't you take a cookie off that pan You don't want to mess with this man
You've never seen this side of him before You know he wont be knockin' at your door
Here comes Santa Claus Doin' all those good things Everybody knows the Claus Here come Santa Claus You know he's a big man Don't mess with the boss
Ask Rudolph and he won't steer you wrong Now, Santa wasn't this fat all along Until he started cookin' one day Now don't take that turkey away
You've never seen this side of him before You know he won't be knockin' at your door
Here comes Santa Claus Doin' all those good things Everybody knows the Claus Here comes Santa Claus You know he's a big man Don't mess with the boss
Ridin' down the air highway in his sleigh Bringing all the presents for the next day Don't forget the donuts
His cookies and his milk are his pride Or anything that can be deep fried Don't get me wrong now he's a nice guy But you don't want to get on his bad side
You've never seen this side of him, you've never seen this side of...
Here comes Santa Claus Doin' all those things Everybody knows the Claus Here comes Santa Claus You know he's a big man Don't mess with the boss
Every Year, Every Christmas Composer(s): Richard Marx; Luther Vandross Performer(s): Luther Vandross; Patti LaBelle
I don't know how love could do this to me I've waited and waited for someone I never see But I'm so sentimental, and I'm so hopeful you'll be there So, here I am every year, every Christmas
I've wished for you in my heart and in my head And I got my answer that first moment that we met And, oh yes, I believed you as you told me, as you said You'd be here every year, every Christmas
There must be a lesson for me to learn If you don't trust in love, you'll get nothing in return Why should I be lonely, don't tell me it's right I have my pride, but I'd rather be with you tonight
So much emotion, it's driving me mad But I'll take my chances with these feelings that I have And I'll come back to this same corner where we met And I'll be here every year, every Christmas
Mere words can't explain the pain and the fear 'Cause oh, I wonder, yes, I wonder are you gonna leave me standing here Today's almost over, but I don't want to leave Has my heart made a fool out of me?
My friends gather round me with holiday cheer They say to forget you, to let you go 'cause you're not here Well, I can't keep explaining what they'll never understand And why I'm here every year, every Christmas I return every year, every Christmas I come here every year, every Christmas
It's Today Composer(s): Jerry Herman Performer(s): Bobby Darin - 1966 and multiple other artists
Mame: Light the candles Get the ice out Roll the rug up It's today Though it may not be anyone's birthday And though it's far from the first of the year I know that this very minute has history in it, we're here!
All: It's a time for making merry And so I'm for making hay
Mame: Tune the grand up Dance your shoes off Strike the band up It's today!
All: And we're living In the world game So this whole game's What we make
Mame: Call the cops out Raise the rockets Pull the stops out
All: Pull out the stops It's today Light the candles Fill the punch bowl Throw confetti It's today
Girls: Life can also be lived on a weekday So don't depend on a holiday date If you need New Year's to bubble Then order a double and wait Doo doo doo doo dah
All: There's a "thank you" you can give life If you live life all the way Pull the stops out Hold the roof down
Mame: Fellows watch out It's today
All: It's a time for making merry And so I'm for making hay Tune the grand up Call the cops out Strike the band up Pull the stops out Hallelujah! It's today!
Reprise:
Mame: Light the sparklers Crash the cymbals Blow the bugle It's today Someone gave me a wonderful present Something I needed and yet never knew So start to whistling and clapping 'Cause under the wrapping was you!
All: And we'll give life Quite a tumble And we'll live life All the way Call the cops out Raise the rocket Pull the stops out It's today!
The Big Apple Composer(s): Robert Emmerich - Buddy Bernier Performer(s): Tommy Dorsey
Dorsey: Hiya fellahs, what's new? The Band: Not much! Dorsey: Not much? Well, hello Edythe, what's new with you? Wright: I've got a new dance. I'd like to show it to you...
If you've got rhythm to burn Here's a dance that's easy to learn If you don't, then your name is mud If you don't, you're a social dud
'Cause ev'rybody's learnin' how to do the Big Apple (The Big Apple?) And it isn't very hard to do the Big Apple (The Big Apple?) Ten can do it just as well as two, the Big Apple (The Big Apple?) Ev'rybody's learnin' how to do that brand new Apple dance
They say an apple a day will keep the doctor away Hey-hey, it's easy to dance your cares away Ev'rybody's learnin' how to do the Big Apple (The Big Apple?) Come on, learn to do that Apple dance
First you gather round, then you cover ground To a bit of this, a bit of that, and then Do a Fred Astaire and a ???? air Truck around and then you start right in again
You must do anything that you know The most important thing is just to let yourself go
Dorsey: Say, Edythe, what's that apple you're talkin' about? Wright: It's a new dance they're all ravin' about...
You truck on down and Suzie Q Then shag a bit, and some posin' too A Lindy hop, you get the lot Put 'em all together and what've you got The Big Apple (The Big Apple?) The Big Apple (The Big Apple) (Well, my my, yes yes, my my!)
It's The Same Old Dream Composer(s): Sammy Cahn; Jule Styne Performer(s): Frank Sinatra and multiple other artists
I can see a steeple - surrounded by people Oh how real it all starts to seem Just as the choir is singing - my alarm starts ringing It's the same old dream
And then my thoughts inspire - a scene by the fire In a cottage close by a stream I know it all by heart now - we're about to part now It's the same old dream
If you but knew How many times I pretend - that I'm with you I'm sure your heart would unbend - you'd see me through Until my dream had a happy ending
And I can picture clearly - the things I love dearly In the center you reign supreme We kiss and I discover - I'm a lonesome lover It's the same old dream
It's Time Composer(s): G. Chadd; Jim Crichton; Ian Crichton; Steve Negus; Michael Sadler Performer(s): Saga
Large and tall ones, short and small ones Working 'round a frame The pieces fit so perfectly Like some large metal game The time draws near, and with it fear All senses a new kind I'll not look back, on watered thoughts Rearranging mine It's time! This time! Make me now! It's time! This time! Change me now! The book has said, that all the plans Would be well within my reach And here things were Even larger than I'd reamed This metal gift, a perfect shift From the art of being kind I'll not look back, on tired thoughts And all those changing minds It's time! This time! Make me now! It's time! This time! Change me now!
Es Ist Ein' Ros' Composer(s): Johannes Brahms Performer(s): Trinity College Choir, Cambridge
Es ist ein Ros entsprungen aus einer Wurzel zart wie uns die Alten sungen von Jesse kam die Art und hat ein Blümlein bracht mitten im kalten Winter wohl zu der halben Nacht
Das Röslein, das ich meine davon Jesaia sagt ist Maria die reine die uns das Blümlein bracht' Aus Gottes ew'gem Rat hat sie ein Kind geboren und blieb ein reine Magd
Das Blümelein so kleine das duftet uns so süß mit seinem hellen Scheine vertreibt's die Finsternis Wahr' Mensch und wahrer Gott hilft uns aus allem Leide rettet von Sünd und Tod
It's The Talk Of The Town Composer(s): Jerry Livingston; Marty Symes; Al J. Neiburg First release by: Glen Gray & The Casa Loma Orch. - 1933 Covered by multiple other artists
We were more than lovers We were more than sweethearts It's so hard to understand
Don't know why it happened Don't know how it started Why should we be strangers After all we planned
I can't show my face Can't go anyplace People stop an' stare It's so hard to bear Everybody knows you left me It's the talk of the town . . .
Every time we meet My heart skips a beat We don't stop to speak 'Though it's just a week Everybody knows you left me It's the talk of the town . . .
We send out invitations To friends and relations Announcing our weddin' day Friends and our relations Gave congratulations How can you face them? What can you say?
Let's make up sweetheart We can't stay apart Don't let foolish pride Keep you from my side How can love like ours be ended? It's the talk of the town . . .
How can you face them? What can you say?
Let's make up sweetheart We can't stay apart Don't let foolish pride Keep you from my side How can love like ours be ended? It's the talk of the town . . . hmm
Twee rode rozen en twee gebroken harten Ja dat is alles wat bleef van jou en mij Twee rode rozen en twee gebroken harten Want onze liefde was veel te snel voorbij
Twee mooie jaren dat wij gelukkig waren Jij gaf me al jouw liefde Jij gaf me al je trouw Toen moest je strijden Een ver vreemd land bevrijden Je bent niet terug gekomen Slechts een brief gehuld in 't zwart Twee rode rozen en twee gebroken harten Ja onze liefde was veel te snel voorbij
Twee rode rozen en twee gebroken harten Ja dat is alles wat bleef van jou en mij Twee rode rozen en twee gebroken harten Want onze liefde was veel te snel voorbij
Tu Sens La Menthe Composer(s): Eugène Joullot - Félix Mortreuil - Charles Borel-Clerc Performer(s): Dranem
D'chez l'coiffeur sortant l'autre semaine Où je m'étais fait raser le menton Dans la rue je rencontre une ancienne Qui m'embrasse et me dit tu sens bon Moi très flatté du compliment Je lui réponds fort galamment
Pétronille tu sens la menthe Tu sens la pastille de menthe Tu sens la menthe pastillée Entortillée dans du papier
Papier papier papier mâché
Le soir même de mon hyménée Quand l'cérémonial fut fini Ma femm' me dit très emballée Une heure avant de se mettre au lit Je sens que j't'adore mon gros chéri C'est pas ça qu' tu sens que j'y dis
Pétronille tu sens la menthe Tu sens la pastille de menthe Tu sens la menthe pastillée Entortillée dans du papier
Papier papier papier vergé
Sous le balcon de son idole Guitare en mains plume au chapeau Plein d'une insouciance folle Soupirait le beau Roméo Le tendre amant qui s'emballait Comme une baleine lui gueulait
Pétronille tu sens la menthe Tu sens la pastille de menthe Tu sens la menthe pastillée Entortillée dans du papier
Papier papier papier graissé
Ce matin j'rencontre ma cousine Elle avait un air tout changé Je lui dis tu n'as pas bonne mine Elle me répond je viens de me purger Je dois sentir les pois d'senteur Non j'lui réplique mon joli cur
Pétronille tu sens la menthe Tu sens la pastille de menthe Tu sens la menthe pastillée Entortillée dans du papier
It's The Same Old Song
((French Version: C'est La Même Chanson (Claude François) - 1971))
Composer(s): Lamont Dozier - Brian Holland - Eddie Holland
First release by: Four Tops - 1965
Covered by multiple other artists
You're sweet as a honey bee But like a honey bee stings You've gone and left my heart in pain All you left is our favourite song The one we danced to all night long It used to bring sweet memories Of a tender love that used to be
Now it's the same old song But with a different meaning Since you been gone It's the same old song But with a different meaning Since you been gone
A sentimental fool am I to hear a old love song And want to cry But the melody keeps haunting me Reminding me how in love we used to be Keep hearing the part that used to touch my heart Saying together forever Breaking up never
It's the same old song But with a different meaning Since you been gone It's the same old song But with a different meaning Since you been gone
Precious memories keep lingering on Every time I hear our favourite song Now you're gone Left this emptiness I only reminiscence The happiness we spent We used to dance on the music Make romance through the music
It's the same old song But with a different meaning Since you been gone It's the same old song But with a different meaning Since you been gone
It's the same old song But with a different meaning Since you been gone It's the same old song But with a different meaning Since you been gone
Tu M'apportais Des Fleurs Composer(s): A. & M. Bergman - Neil Diamond - Eddy Marnay Performer(s): Mireille Mathieu
Tu m'apportais des fleurs tu ne m'en offre plus Tu ne m'accueilles plus comme avant Lorsque j'ouvre la porte le soir en rentrant
Je me souviens quand Tu m'éveillais chaque nuit tu me parlais en ami Mais plus rien n'est pareil et souvent Tu éteins la lampe un peu plus tôt qu'avant Et sans dire un seul mot tu dors loin de moi Mais tu m'apportais des fleurs autrefois
C'était des fleurs si naturelles Quand on s'aimait pour toujours Mais quand le temps porte l'amour Il emporte les fleurs et les tue en un jour
Aujourd'hui je me souviens tu voulais m'apprendre M'apprendre à chanter et m'apprendre à sourire J'ai appris à t'aimer j'ai appris à mentir Mais je n'ai pas appris à me priver de toi Car tu m'apportais des fleurs autrefois
Mais je n'ai pas appris à me priver de toi Car tu voulais me garder tu vivais près de moi Tu m'apportais des fleurs autrefois
C'est La Même Chanson
((Adapted from: It's The Same Old Song (Four Tops) - 1965))
Composer(s): Lamont Dozier - Brian Holland - Eddie Holland - Claude François - Colette Rivat
Performer(s): Claude François - 1971
Ces mots là, ça parait trop simple Mais ils sont vrais et puis c'est mon histoire Oui ces mots là et un peu de musique Et c'est la chanson que tout le monde Peut chanter un soir Et ce soir cette mélodie Me rappelle un amour qui vivait autrefois
Oui, c'est la même chanson Mais la différence c'est que toi tu n'es plus là Oui, c'est la même chanson Mais la différence c'est que toi tu ne l'entends pas
Je suis vraiment fou d'écouter cette chanson Et de pleurer tout seul comme un idiot Mais elle me poursuit inlassablement Me rappelant le temps où tout me semblait beau Nous avons dansé des nuits entières On s'aimait pour toujours Mais ça c'était hier
Oui, c'est la même chanson Mais la différence c'est que toi tu n'es plus là Oui, c'est la même chanson Mais la différence c'est que toi tu ne l'entends pas
Toutes ces choses, j'ai voulu te les dire Pour que tu saches combien tu m'as rendu heureux Bien sur j'ai souffert, j'ai même cru en mourir Mais ça valait la peine, c'était merveilleux On dansait sur cette musique On a fait l'amour sur cette musique
Oui, c'est la même chanson Mais la différence c'est que toi tu n'es plus là Oui, c'est la même chanson Mais la différence c'est que toi tu ne l'entends pas
Non, non, tu ne l'entends plus Mais c'est la même chanson Mais la différence c'est que toi tu n'es plus là C'est la même chanson Mais la différence c'est que toi tu ne l'entends pas Oui, c'est la même chanson ...
