Retro-Songteksten: Evergreens, Classics, Old-Time Favourites, Hits Uit Onze Jeugd
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Sad Lisa Composer(s): Cat Stevens First release by: Cat Stevens - 1970 Covered by multiple other artists
She hangs her head and cries on my shirt She must be hurt very badly Tell me what's making you sad, Li? Open your door, don't hide in the dark You're lost in the dark, you can trust me 'Cause you know that's how it must be
Lisa Lisa, sad Lisa Lisa
Her eyes like windows, trickle in rain Upon the pain getting deeper Though my love wants to relieve her She walks alone from wall to wall Lost in her hall, she can't hear me Though I know she likes to be near me
Lisa Lisa, sad Lisa Lisa
She sits in a corner by the door There must be more I can tell her If she really wants me to help her I'll do what I can to show her the way And maybe one day I will free her Though I know no one can see her
Homecoming Christmas Composer(s): Ron Rogers Performer(s): Alabama
A glowin' fire and fallin' snow, they spark a memory Stockings hangin', mistletoe, presents beneath a tree A happy boy wakin' up to toys, and lookin' so surprised And wondering how Santa knew just when I closed my eyes
It's a Homecoming Christmas, goin' back where it all began Homecoming Christmas, I wanna be there once again Memories so sweet and strong, and I've been gone too long It's Christmas time and I am goin' home
I can see the Christmas tree and feel the warm fireplace Handmade decorations, homemade pies and cakes Family together now,with so much love to share A special time and I can't wait, can't wait to be right there
It's a Homecoming Christmas, goin' back where it all began Homecoming Christmas, I wanna be there once again Memories so sweet and strong, and I've been gone too long It's Christmas time and I am goin' home
It's a Homecoming Christmas, goin' back where it all began Homecoming Christmas, I wanna be there once again Memories so sweet and strong, and I've been gone too long It's Christmas time and I am goin' home
It's Christmas time and I am goin' home Goin' home Goin' home
Sad Eyes Composer(s): Robert John Pedrick Performer(s): Robert John
Looks like it's over, you knew I couldn't stay She's comin' home today We had a good thing, I'll miss your sweet love Why must you look at me that way? It's over
Sad eyes, turn the other way I don't wanna see you cry Sad eyes, you knew there'd come a day When we would have to say "goodbye"
Try to remember the magic that we shared In time your broken heart will mend I never used you, you knew I really cared I hate to see it have to end But it's over
Sad eyes, turn the other way I don't wanna see you cry Sad eyes, you knew there'd come a day When we would have to say "goodbye"
Sad eyes, turn the other way I don't wanna see you cry Sad eyes, you knew there'd come a day When we would have to say "goodbye"
Sad eyes, turn the other way (turn the other way) I don't wanna see you cry (cry, cry, cry) Sad eyes, you knew there'd come a day (he-e-e-ey) When we would have to say "goodbye"
Sad Cinderella Composer(s): Townes Van Zandt Performer(s): Townes Van Zandt
When the bandits have stolen your jewelry and gone and your crippled young gypsy, he's grown tall and strong and your dead misconceptions have proven you wrong well then, princess, where you plannin' to turn to? when your magazine memory has spun you around and you realize your lovers were just painted clowns and outside your window you start hearing sounds where they're building a cross for to burn you
when all your bright scarlet turn slowly to blue will you stop and decide that it's over?
When your teardrops go sour and no longer fall the splash cross the virgin that lives down your hall and spends all her nights with an ear to your wall well then, what will you have you can offer? When the firedancers finish and leave you alone with nothing but embers and sacks full of stone that hang round your neck, slicing through to the bone will there still be place for your laughter?
As your shattered illusions come a-tumblin' home and all of the butchers you've nourished have grown and they are suddenly able to leave you alone and they run like slaves that are set free when your questions are answered and your pleading is done and your mind starts to screaming that you ain't the one that once dwelled within you, will you turn, will you run Then princess, will you come home and get me?
Home For Christmas
Composer(s): Gary Haase; Ross Moorehead
Performer(s): *NSync
Crossing the ocean with my window view
Thinking of the times I spent with you
When I close my eyes and see the family
Making out their wishlist
All dressed up for Christmas
On my own for too many years
I miss the happiness I miss the tears
When I close my eyes and I'm all alone
I think of all the love we shared
When I need a friend or a helping hand
I know that you will all be there
I've been gone for so many holidays
But you can light the fire
'Cuz this year, I'll be home for Christmas day
I see the children playing in the snow
Precious memories that I used to know
When I see the love, in the lovers eye
Always there to teach us
The real meaning of Christmas
On my own, for too many years
I miss the happiness, I miss the tears
When I close my eyes and I'm all alone
I think of all the love we shared
When I need a friend or a helping hand
I know that you will all be there
I've been gone for so many holidays
But you can light the fire
'Cuz this year, I'll be home for Christmas day
It doesn't matter
How grown you think you are
Something happens to ya
When you see that shinning star
When I close my eyes and I'm all alone
I think of all the love we shared
When I need a friend or a helping hand
I know that you will all be there
I've been gone for so many holidays
But you can light the fire
'Cuz this year, I'll be home for Christmas day
When I close my eyes and I'm all alone
I think of all the love we shared
When I need a friend or a helping hand
I know that you will all be there
I've been gone for so many holidays
But you can light the fire
'Cuz this year, I'll be home for Christmas day
Sacrifice (Dutch Version: Iets Van Een Wonder - 1994) Composer(s): Elton John; Bernie Taupin First release by: Elton John - 1989 Covered by multiple other artists
It's a human sign When things go wrong When the scent of her lingers And temptation's strong
Into the boundary Of each married man Sweet deceit comes calling And negativity lands
Cold cold heart Hard done by you Some things look better baby Just passing through
And it's no sacrifice Just a simple word It's two hearts living In two separate worlds But it's no sacrifice No sacrifice It's no sacrifice at all
Mutual misunderstanding After the fact Sensitivity builds a prison In the final act
We lose direction No stone unturned No tears to damn you When jealousy burns
Shapes Of Things (Italian Version: Non Importa - 1990) Composer(s): Keith Relf, Jim McCarty, Paul Samwell-Smith First release by: The Yardbirds - 1966 Covered by multiple other artists
Shapes of things before my eyes Just teach me to despise Will time make men more wise? Here within my lonely frame my eyes just heard my brain But will it seem the same?
(Come Tomorrow) Will I be older? (Come Tomorrow) May be a soldier (Come Tomorrow) May I be bolder than today?
Now the trees are almost green But will they still be seen? When time and tide have been Fall into your passing hands Please don't destroy these lands Don't make them desert sands
Soon I hope that I will find Thoughts deep within my mind That won't displace my kind
Iets Van Een Wonder (Adapted from: Sacrifice - 1989) Composer(s): Elton John; Bernie Taupin; Belinda Meuldijk Performer(s): Rob de Nijs - 1994
Niemand is volmaakt Beloof maar niets Elke droom die je kwijtraakt Verandert iets Als in onze liefde Een leegte ontstaat Verlang je naar verleiding Je zoekt het zoete verraad Dom dom hart Hoe blind ben jij Lust is illusie En het gaat voorbij
Maar wat is liefde dan Alleen een simpel woord Iets van een wonder Van een allerdaags soort En liefde is niet volmaakt Nooit echt volmaakt Liefde is niet volmaakt Maar mateloos mooi
Als het later te laat is Hou je haar vast Denkt dat het een compromis is Tussen hoofd en hart Je vraagt vertrouwen Maar kijkt haar niet aan Denkt dat mannen en vrouwen Elkaar nooit echt verstaan Dom dom hart Hoe blind ben jij Lust is illusie liefje En gaat voorbij
Maar wat is liefde dan Alleen een simpel woord Iets van een wonder Van een allerdaags soort En liefde is niet volmaakt Nooit echt volmaakt Liefde is niet volmaakt Maar mateloos mooi
Dom dom hart Hoe blind ben jij Lust is illusie liefde En gaat voorbij
Maar wat is liefde dan Alleen een simpel woord Iets van een wonder Van een allerdaags soort En liefde is niet volmaakt Nooit echt volmaakt Liefde is niet volmaakt Maar mateloos mooi
Holly Leaves And Christmas Trees
Composer(s): Bobby Red West; Glen Spreen
First recording/First release by: Elvis Presley - 1971
Somewhere in, in the distant night I hear Christmas bells The gentle snow keeps falling down on people Who are homeward bound That's the way it's always been The circle really never ends Christmas seems to come and go From the place that I don't know Holly leaves and Christmas trees It's that time of year
Lights aglow and mistletoe Don't mean a thing when you're not here As I walk, walk this lonely street The sound of snow beneath my feet I'll think of how it used to be Holly leaves and Christmas trees Used to mean so much to me
A Whiter Shade Of Pale Composer(s): Gary Brooker - Matthew Fisher - Keith Reid
First release by: Procol Harum - 1967
Covered by multiple other artists
Versions In Other Languages:
1967 - Les Orgues D'antan (Nicoletta)
1967 - Senza Luce (I Dik Dik)
1967 - Êsse Amor Que Eu Não Quería (Agnaldo Timóteo)
We skipped the light Fandango Turned cartwheels 'cross the floor I was feeling kind of seasick But the crowd called out for more The room was humming harder As the ceiling flew away When we called out for another drink The waiter brought a tray
And so it was that later As the Miller told his tale That her face, at first just ghostly Turned a whiter shade of pale
She said there is no reason And the truth is plain to see But I wandered through my playing cards And would not let her be One of sixteen vestal virgins Who were leaving for the coast And although my eyes were open They might just as well have been closed
And so it was that later As the mirror told it's tale That her face, at first just ghostly Turned a whiter shade of pale
Sacred Emotion Composer(s): Evan Rogers; Carl Sturken Performer(s): Donny Osmond
There's a candle I keep in my window and it's burning brighter tonight Through the storm and the winds of change I'll be sure that you can see the light I never wandered, I never gave up 'cause a true heart never goes astray Whatever road that you take will lead you back to me 'cause our love is too strong to slip away
Like a river flowing into the ocean I can feel you coming back to me (bring it on back) 'Cause our love is like a sacred emotion and it's burning bright for the whole world to see
It won't be long before I hear that knock on my door, that telephone call And if your journey takes you far away I'll still catch you when you fall Love's like a wheel, turning 'round and round the feeling fades but never dies There'll never be any question or doubt in my mind 'cause the answer's right there, in your eyes
Like a river flowing into the ocean I can feel you coming back to me (bring it on back) 'Cause our love is like a sacred emotion and it's burning bright for the whole world to see Bring it on back to me
Whatever road that you take will lead you back to me 'cause our love is too strong to slip away
Like a river flowing into the ocean (bring it on back to me) I can feel you coming back to me (I feel you in my heart) 'Cause our love is like a sacred emotion And it's burning bright for the whole world to see I feel you coming back to me
Shape Of A Pony Composer(s): Joan Armatrading Performer(s): Joan Armatrading
Dreams of building a fortress A castle made of stone A castle made of stone
Dreams of building a fortress A castle made of stone A castle made of stone
Works himself to a pony shape But he just can't get it But he can't trust the sky Walks quite far But he can't make the mile Charts his course But he never sets sail
Jumps quite high But he can't trust the sky Walks quite far But he can't make the mile Charts his course But he never sets sail
He would die for a Porsche All covered up with chrome All covered up with chrome
He would die for a Porsche All covered up with chrome All covered up with chrome Works so hard But he just can't get it
Youth all spent On a pie in the sky Ace is high But the thing is to try Lady luck Won't you give up a smile
Jump that jump Can trust the sky Walk that walk You'll reach the mile Chart that course Buddy let us set sail Let us set sail
Da da da
Works himself to a pony shape But he just cana't get it
Jump that jump Can trust the sky Walk that walk Chart that course Let us set sail
Sacré Félicien Composer(s): Jean Ferrat Performer(s): Jean Ferrat
Sachez qu'en mon pays Avec tous mes amis De veille et de bamboche Il faut se lever tôt Pour avoir le droit au Titre de roi des cloches Boire et jouer pour deux Aimer à qui mieux mieux Traiter Dieu de fantoche En réflechissant bien Je n'en vois guère qu'un Pour qui c'est dans la poche
Sacré Félicien Tu mérites bien La cloche d'airain Sacré Félicien
Tous les soirs au poker Paradis et enfer Mon coeur cesse de battre Quand tremble sa casquette Au regard qu'il me jette En abattant ses cartes Si je sens aussitôt Pousser sous mon chapeau Des cornes qui se cachent C'est qu'au jeu de poker Il dit qu'il vaut mieux faire Le boucher que la vache
Sacré Félicien Tu mérites bien La cloche d'airain Sacré Félicien
Au tendre jeu d'aimer Sa force est de flairer L'anguille sous la roche Peu lui chaut tout à fait Que la belle ait le nez En forme de galoche Mais qu'un morceau de roi Suivi d'un échalas À petits pas s'approche Il me dit aussitôt Ben mon pauvre jeannot La tienne est plutôt moche
Sacré Félicien Tu mérites bien La cloche d'airain Sacré Félicien
Quand on va braconner La truite et le gibier Je guette le gendarme S'il est petit et gros Suant sous son chapeau Il me dit pas d'alarme Te casse pas la tête Celui-là est si bête D'après ce qu'on raconte Que même ses collègues Qui ne sont pas des aigles Ont pu s'en rendre compte
Sacré Félicien Tu mérites bien La cloche d'airain Sacré Félicien
Ho, Ho, Ho, And A Bottle Of Rhum
Composer(s): Jimmy Buffett; Roger Guth; Pete Mayer; Russ Kunkel
Performer(s): Jimmy Buffet
Santa's stressed out as the holiday season draws near
He's been doing the same job now going on two thousand years
He's got pains in his brain and chimney scars cover his buns
He hates to admit it, but Xmas is more work than fun
He needs a vacation from bad decorations and snow
Mr. Claus has a has escape plans, a secret that only he knows
Beaches and palm trees appear night and day in his dreams
A break from his wife, half-frozen in life
The elves and that damn reindeer team
Ho, ho, ho and a bottle of rhum
Santa's run off to the Caribbean
He thinks about boat drinks and fun in the sun
Ho, ho, ho and a bottle of rhum
Plastic creations and crass exploitations aren't good
He wants to go back to simple toys made out of wood
Just for the weekend he's like to be Peter Pan
Get out of his long johns and dance with a sword in the sand
Ho, ho, ho and a bottle of rhum
Snata's off to the Caribbean
Marimbas, calimbas, he's playing steel drums
Ho, ho, ho and a bottle of rhum
Ho, ho, ho and a bottle of rhum
Santa's off to the Caribbean
A week in the tropics and he'll be alright
Sporting a tan as he rides out of sight
Merry Christmas to all and to all good night
Sacré Charlemagne Composer(s): Robert Gall; Georges Liferman Performer(s): France Gall
Qui a eu cette idée folle Un jour d'inventer l'école C'est ce sacré Charlemagne Sacré Charlemagne De nous laisser dans la vie Que les dimanches, les jeudis C'est ce sacré Charlemagne Sacré Charlemagne
Ce fils de Pépin le Bref Nous donne beaucoup d'ennuis Et nous avons cent griefs Contre, contre, contre lui
Qui a eu cette idée folle Un jour d'inventer l'école C'est ce sacré Charlemagne Sacré Charlemagne
Participe passé 4 et 4 font 8 Leçon de français De mathématiques Que de que de travail Sacré sacré sacré Charlemagne
Il aurait dû caresser Longtemps sa barbe fleurie Oh Oh sacré Charlemagne Sacré Charlemagne
Au lieu de nous ennuyer Avec la géographie Oh Oh sacré Charlemagne Sacré Charlemagne
Il n'avait qu'à s'occuper De batailles et de chasse Nous n'serions pas obligés D'aller chaque jour en classe
Il faut apprendre à compter Et faire des tas de dictées Oh Oh sacré Charlemagne Sacré Charlemagne
Participe passé 4 et 4 font 8 Leçon de français De mathématiques Que de que de travail Sacré sacré sacré Charlemagne
Car sans lui dans notre vie Y n'y aurait que des jeudis Oh Oh sacré Charlemagne Oh Oh sacré Charlemagne Oh Oh sacré Charlemagne...
Hey, ho, nobody home
Meat nor drink nor money have I none
Hey, ho, nobody home
Yet will I be merry
Meat nor drink nor money have I none
Hey, ho, nobody home
Hey, ho, nobody home
Yet wiIll be merry
Meat nor drink nor money have I none
Meat nor drink nor money have I none
Yet will I be merry
Yet will I be merry
Sacramento Composer(s): G. Capuano; Rubirosa Performer(s): Middle Of The Road
There's something about the weather that everybody loves They call it the Indian Spring of Sacramento Oh, when the sun is up in the sky The wind is coming by the River Side Coast every day You're in Sacramento, a wonderful town (sing, sing, sing, ding-a-ding)
There's something about the people that everybody knows That gives you a tender feeling of protection You're feeling lonely, but you don't know Until that sad old feeling here inside you starts to grow You're in Sacramento, a wonderful town (sing, sing, sing, ring-a-ding)
Now the spring is near again And you thinking upon the evil nights so lonely But you can ease you at a smile With all these people and a loving man In Sacramento
There's something about the weather that everybody loves They call it the Indian Spring of Sacramento You're feeling lonely, but you don't know Until that sad old feeling here inside you starts to grow You're in Sacramento, a wonderful town (sing, sing, sing, ding-a-ding)
