Retro-Songteksten: Evergreens, Classics, Old-Time Favourites, Hits Uit Onze Jeugd
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When I was young I had dream Movin' to the city, sight unseen Nineteen years of age I packed up my bags Hollywood was all the rage I came to you in 1984 You showed me in, then you shut the door It didn't take me long to learn to play the game A kick in the head always feel the same
Los Angeles, you're a fucking whore Hollywood, you're an open sore I played it well, and I played it fast Livin' slow was in the past Chicks and drugs and gettin' burnt Just a few of the things I learnt Got sick and tired of being scared as hell A wasted man, just a shell of myself But that was then, and this is now My pretty baby, I've changed somehow
Los Angeles, you've lost your grip Drugs and lies and whores suckin' dick
I don't know if I could do things differently LA had me for so long When I look I can see things differently What does't kill me makes me strong Los Angeles, I didn't sell my soul to you Los Angeles, you thought you would kill me You thought you could take me down Fuck that, power to me
Sometimes it goes like this Sometimes it's the only way, to learn it A kick in the head
All Together Now Composer(s): John Lennon - Paul McCartney First recording/First release by: The Beatles - 1967/1969 Covered by multiple other artists
One two three four Can I have a little fore five six seven eight nine ten I love you
A B C D Can I bring my friend to tea E F G H I J I love you
Bom bom bom bompa bom Sail the ship Bompa bom Chop the tree bompa bom Skip the rope bompa bom Look at me
All together now All together now All together now All together now All together now All together now All together now All together now
Black white green red Can I take my friend to bed Pink brown yellow orange and blue I love you
All together now All together now All together now All together now All together now All together now All together now All together now All together now All together now All together now All together now All together now All together now All together now All together now Bom bom bom bompa bom Sail the ship Bompa bom Chop the tree bompa bom Skip the rope bompa bom Look at me
All together now All together now All together now All together now All together now All together now All together now All together now All together now All together now All together now All together now All together now All together now All together now All together now
Seattle Theme song from the TV Series "Here Come The Brides" (1968) Composer(s): Jack Keller; Hugo Montenegro; Ernie Sheldon Performer(s): The New Establishment and multiple other artists
The bluest skies you've ever seen are in Seattle And the hills the greenest green, in Seattle Like a beautiful child, growing up, free an' wild Full of hopes an' full of fears, full of laughter, full of tears Full of dreams to last the years, in Seattle . . . in Seattle
When it's time to leave your home and your loved ones It's the hardest thing a boy can ever do An' you pray that you will find someone warm an' sweet an' kind But you're not sure what's waiting there for you
The bluest skies you've ever seen are in Seattle And the hills the greenest green, in Seattle Like a beautiful child, growing up, free an' wild Full of hopes an' full of fears, full of laughter, full of tears Full of dreams to last the years, in Seattle . . . in Seattle
When you find your own true love, you will know it By her smile, by the look in her eye Scent of pine trees in the air, never knew a day so fair It makes you feel so proud that you could cry
The bluest skies you've ever seen are in Seattle And the hills the greenest green, in Seattle Like a beautiful child, growing up, free an' wild Full of hopes an' full of fears, full of laughter, full of tears Full of dreams to last the years, in Seattle . . . in Seattle
The Angels Sang Composer(s): Helen Darling; Peggy Newman Performer(s): Reba McEntire
My little boy was a wise man this year His Christmas play was something I couldn't miss Between the shopping and my job I barely got there My faith was worn from stress and strain Until those little
Angels sang (hallelujah) To the King (people rejoice) He brought peace and joy to all the world When he came And the angels sang (hallelujah) And they sang (people rejoice)
And as I watched those innocent children I felt the greatness of that holy night And for a moment I was right there with those wise men So overwhelmed with love and light I had to cry when the
Angels sang (hallelujah) To the King (people rejoice) He brought peace and joy to all the world When he came And the angels sang (hallelujah) And they sang (people rejoice)
Angels sang (hallelujah) To the King (people rejoice) He brought peace and joy to all the world When he came And the angels sang (hallelujah) And they sang (people rejoice)
Seasons Of Wither Composer(s): Steven Tyler First release by: Aerosmith - 1974 Covered by multiple other artists
Blues hearted lady sleepy was she Love for the devil brought her to me Sea's of a thousand drawn to her sin Seasons of Wither holdin' me in
Ooh woe is me I feel so badly for you Ooh woe is me I feel so sadly for you In time bound to lose your mind Live on borrowed time Take the wind right out of your sail
Fireflies dance in the heat of Hound dogs that bay at the moon My ship leaves in the midnight Can't say I'll be back too soon
They awaken far far away Heat of my candle show me the way Sea's of a thousand drawn to her sin Seasons of Wither holdin' me in
Ooh woe is me I feel so badly for you Ooh woe is me I feel so sadly for you In time bound to lose your mind Live on borrowed time Take the wind right out of your sail
The Angels Cried
Composer(s): Harley Allen; Debbie Nims
Performer(s): Alan Jackson & Alison Krauss; Albert & Gage; Bonnie Wixom
They came from near, they came from far Following a distant star to where He lay Not being sure of what it meant But knowing it was Heaven sent They made their way And the creatures gathered 'round And didn't make a sound And the angels cried
The angels knew what was to come The reason God had sent His son from up above It filled their hearts with joy to see And knowing of His destiny Came tears of love And the creatures gathered 'round And didn't make a sound And the angels cried
I've often thought about that night And wondered if they realised that star so bright Was sent to tell all the land The Son of God would soon become The Son of Man And the creatures gathered 'round And didn't make a sound And the angels cried
Seasons Of The Heart Composer(s): John Denver Performer(s): John Denver; Ryan & Aimee Engelbrecht; Red Hurley
Of course we have our differences You shouldnt be surprised Its as natural as changes In the seasons and the skies Sometimes we grow together Sometimes we drift apart A wiser man than I might know The seasons of the heart
And Im walking here beside you In the early evening chill A thing weve always loved to do I know we always will We have so much in common So many things we share That I cant believe my heart When it implies that youre not there
Love is why I came here in the first place Love is now the reason I must go Love is all I ever hoped to find here Love is still the only dream I know
So I dont know how to tell you Its difficult to say I never in my wildest dreams Imagined it this way But sometimes I just dont know you Theres a stranger in our home When Im lying right beside you Is when Im most alone
And I think my heart is broken Theres an emptiness inside So many things Ive longed for Have so often been denied Still I wouldnt try to change you Theres no one thats to blame Its just some things that mean so much And we just dont feel the same
Love is why I came here in the first place Love is now the reason I must go Love is all I ever hoped to find here Love is still the only dream I know True love is still the only dream I know
Shining Star Composer(s): Maurice White; Philip Bailey; Larry Dunn First release by: Earth, Wind & Fire - 1975 Covered by multiple other artists
When you wish upon a star Dreams will take you very far, yeah But when you wish upon a dream Life ain't always what it seems, oh yeah What'd you see, on nights so clear In the sky, so very dear, yeah
You're a shining star No matter who you are Shining bright to see What you could truly be (What you could truly be)
Shining star come into view To shine its watchful light on you, yeah Give you strength to carry on, yeah Girl, make your body big and strong, yeah
Born a man-child of the sun, yeah Yeah, saw my work had just begun Yeah, Found I had to stand alone, yeah Well bless it now I've got my own, oh yeah
So if you find yourself in need Why dontcha listen to these worlds of heed Be a giant, or grain of sand Words of wisdom - "Yes, I can"
You're a shining star No matter who you are Shining bright to see What you can truly be
You're a shining star No matter who you are Shining bright to see What you can truly be
You're a shining star No matter who you are Shining bright to see What you can truly be
Shining star, for you to see What your life can truly be
Shining star, for you to see What your life can truly be
Shining star, for you to see What your life can truly be
Seasons In The Sun ((Adapted from: Le Moribond (Jacques Brel) - 1961))
Composer(s): Jacques Brel - Rod McKuen Performer(s): The Kingston Trio - 1963 and multiple other artists
Versions In Other Languages:
1974 - Päivät Kuin Unta (Fredi)
1999 - Epocas De Sol (Westlife)
2002 - Il Moribondo (Duilio Del Prete)
2005 - Kuoleva (Åttopojat)
2007 - Die Stervende (Herman van den Berg)
Goodbye Emil, my trusted friend We've known each other since we were nine or ten Together we climbed hills and trees Learned of love and ABC's Skinned our hearts and skinned our knees
Goodbye Emil, it's hard to die When all the bird's are singing in the sky Now that the spring is in the air Pretty girls are everywhere I wish we could both be there
We had joy, we had fun, we had seasons in the sun But the hills we could climb were just seasons out of time
Goodbye Papa, please pray for me I was the black sheep of the family You tried to show me right from wrong But too much wine and too much song Wonder how I got along
Goodbye Papa, it's hard to die When all the bird's are singing in the sky Now that the spring is in the air Little kids are everywhere Think of me and I'll be there
We had joy, we had fun, we had seasons in the sun But the wine and the song like the seasons have all gone
Goodbye Francoise, my trusted wife Without you I'd had a lonely life You cheated lots of times with them But I forgave you in the end Though your lover was my friend
Goodbye Francoise, it's hard to die When all the birds are singing in the sky Now that the spring is in the air With your lovers everywhere Just be careful, I'll be there
We had joy, we had fun, we had seasons in the sun But the stars we could reach were just starfish on the beach
Goodbye Michelle, my little one You gave me joy and helped me find the sun And every time when I was down You would always come around And get my feet back on the ground
The Angel At The Top Of My Tree Composer(s): Buddy Cannon; Kenny Chesney; Dean Dillon Performer(s): Kenny Chesney
Slide on over, baby, underneath this mistletoe Here's a toast to us together Let me wrap you in this bow I'm in the Christmas spirit No, this one won't be blue Gonna be the best one ever And it's all because of you, baby
You're the angel at the top of my tree Best present anybody ever gave to me I got it decorated, all lit up, gifts underneath And you're the angel at the top of my tree
Let's put on that old movie "It's A Wonderful Life" 'Cause curled up by the fire It sure rings true tonight Let's make a little heaven Then a little later on We'll make a little Love To that old Bing Crosby song, baby
You're the angel at the top of my tree Best present anybody ever gave to me I got it decorated, all lit up, gifts underneath But you're the angel at the top of my tree
You're the angel at the top of my tree Best present anybody ever gave to me I got it decorated, all lit up, gifts underneath You're the angel at the top of my tree
Le Moribond Composer(s): Jacques Brel
First release by: Jacques Brel - 1961
Covered by multiple other artists
Versions In Other Languages:
1963 - Seasons In The Sun (The Kingston Trio)
1974 - Päivät Kuin Unta (Fredi)
1999 - Epocas De Sol (Westlife)
2002 - Il Moribondo (Duilio Del Prete)
2005 - Kuoleva (Åttopojat)
2007 - Die Stervende (Herman van den Berg)
Adieu l'Émile je t'aimais bien Adieu l'Émile je t'aimais bien tu sais On a chanté les mêmes vins On a chanté les mêmes filles On a chanté les mêmes chagrins Adieu l'Émile je vais mourir C'est dur de mourir au printemps tu sais Mais je pars aux fleurs la paix dans l'âme Car vu que tu es bon comme du pain blanc Je sais que tu prendras soin de ma femme Je veux qu'on rie Je veux qu'on danse Je veux qu'on s'amuse comme des fous Je veux qu'on rie Je veux qu'on danse Quand c'est qu'on me mettra dans le trou
Adieu Curé je t'aimais bien Adieu Curé je t'aimais bien tu sais On n'était pas du même bord On n'était pas du même chemin Mais on cherchait le même port Adieu Curé je vais mourir C'est dur de mourir au printemps tu sais Mais je pars aux fleurs la paix dans l'âme Car vu que tu étais son confident Je sais que tu prendras soin de ma femme Je veux qu'on rie Je veux qu'on danse Je veux qu'on s'amuse comme des fous Je veux qu'on rie Je veux qu'on danse Quand c'est qu'on me mettra dans le trou
Adieu l'Antoine je t'aimais pas bien Adieu l'Antoine je t'aimais pas bien tu sais J'en crève de crever aujourd'hui Alors que toi tu es bien vivant Et même plus solide que l'ennui Adieu l'Antoine je vais mourir C'est dur de mourir au printemps tu sais Mais je pars aux fleurs la paix dans l'âme Car vu que tu étais son amant Je sais que tu prendras soin de ma femme Je veux qu'on rie Je veux qu'on danse Je veux qu'on s'amuse comme des fous Je veux qu'on rie Je veux qu'on danse Quand c'est qu'on me mettra dans le trou
Adieu ma femme je t'aimais bien Adieu ma femme je t'aimais bien tu sais Mais je prends le train pour le Bon Dieu Je prends le train qui est avant le tien Mais on prend tous le train qu'on peut Adieu ma femme je vais mourir C'est dur de mourir au printemps tu sais Mais je pars aux fleurs les yeux fermés ma femme Car vu que je les ai fermés souvent Je sais que tu prendras soin de mon âme Je veux qu'on rie Je veux qu'on danse Je veux qu'on s'amuse comme des fous Je veux qu'on rie Je veux qu'on danse Quand c'est qu'on me mettra dans le trou
The 12 Days Of Guido Christmas Composer(s): Carmine Famiglietti; Joseph Summa Performer(s): Joseph Summa
Ha Ya Doin Boys
On the first day of Christmas my paesan gave to me A ride in his IROC-Z
On the second day of Christmas my paesan gave to me Two guinea tees And a ride in his IROC-Z
On the third day of Christmas my paesan gave to me All tree Godfadda's Two guinea tees And a ride in his IROC-Z
On the fourth day of Christmas my paesan gave to me Four fresh cannolis All tree Godfadda's Two guinea tees And a ride in his IROC-Z
On the fifth day of Christmas my paesan gave to me Five pinky rings! Four fresh cannolis All tree Godfadda's Two guinea tees And a ride in his IROC-Z
On the sixth day of Christmas my paesan gave to me Six Sergio Tacchinis Five pinky rings! Four fresh cannolis All tree Godfadda's Two guinea tees And a ride in his IROC-Z
On the seventh day of Christmas my paesan gave to me Seven Piazza jerseys Six Sergio Tacchinis Five pinky rings! Four fresh cannolis All tree Godfadda's Two guinea tees And a ride in his IROC-Z
On the eighth day of Christmas my paesan gave to me Eight ha ya doins Seven Piazza jerseys Six Sergio Tacchinis Five pinky rings! Four fresh cannolis All tree Godfadda's Two guinea tees And a ride in his IROC-Z
On the ninth day of Christmas my paesan gave to me Nine balls-a-grabbing Eight ha ya doins Seven Piazza jerseys Six Sergio Tacchinis Five pinky rings! Four fresh cannolis All tree Godfadda's Two guinea tees And a ride in his IROC-Z
On the tenth day of Christmas my paesan gave to me Ten hand gestures Nine balls-a-grabbing Eight ha ya doins Seven Piazza jerseys Six Sergio Tacchinis Five pinky rings! Four fresh cannolis All tree Godfadda's Two guinea tees And a ride in his IROC-Z
On the eleventh day of Christmas my paesan gave to me Eleven Sinatra CDs Ten hand gestures Nine balls-a-grabbing Eight ha ya doins Seven Piazza jerseys Six Sergio Tacchinis Five pinky rings! Four fresh cannolis All tree Godfadda's Two guinea tees And a ride in his IROC-Z
On the twelfth day of Christmas my paesan gave to me Twelve globs of hair gel Eleven Sinatra CDs Ten hand gestures Nine balls-a-grabbing Eight ha ya doins Seven Piazza jerseys Six Sergio Tacchinis Five pinky rings! Four fresh cannolis All tree Godfadda's Two guinea tees And a ride in his IROC-Z
Season Of The Witch Composer(s): Donovan First release by: Donovan - 1966 Covered by multiple other artists
When I look out my window Many sights to see And when I look in my window So many different people to be Then it's strange, so strange You got to pick up every stitch You got to pick up every stitch You got to pick up every stitch Oooh...must be the season of the witch Must be the season of the witch, yeah Must be the season of the witch
When I look over my shoulder What do you think I see Some old guy looking over His shoulder at me And he's strange So strange You got to pick up every stitch You got to pick up every stitch Beatniks are out to make it rich Oh no, must be the season of the witch Must be the season of the witch, yeah Must be the season of the witch
You got to pick up every stitch The rabbit's running in the ditch Beatniks are out to make it rich Oh no, must be the season of the witch Must be the season of the witch, yeah Must be the season of the witch
When I look out my window What do you think I see And when I look in my window So many different people to be It's strange Sure is strange You got to pick up every stitch You got to pick up every stitch The rabbits run in the ditch Oh no, must be the season of the witch Must be the season of the witch, yeah Must be the season of the witch
That Christmas Feeling Composer(s): Johnny Burke; James Van Heusen Performer(s): Perry Como; and various other artists
When the days of December are numbered And the earth begs it's snowflakes to fall That's the time of the year that Christmas is here With peace and goodwill for all
How I love that Christmas feeling How I treasure it's friendly glow See the way a stranger greets you Just as though you'd met him Christmas's ago
Christmas helps you to remember To do what other folks hold dear What a blessed place the world would be If we had the Christmas feeling all year
Christmas helps you to remember To do what other folks hold dear What a blessed place the world would be If we had the Christmas feeling all year
Thank God It's Christmas Composer(s): Brian May; Roger Taylor Performer(s): Queen; and various other artists
Oh my love we've had our share of tears Oh my friend we've had our hopes and fears Oh my friends it's been a long hard year But now it's Christmas Yes it's Christmas Thank God it's Christmas
The moon and stars seem awful cold and bright Let's hope the snow will make this Christmas right My friend the world will share this special night Because it's Christmas Yes it's Christmas Thank God it's Christmas For one night
Thank God it's Christmas yeah Thank God it's Christmas Thank God it's Christmas Can it be Christmas? Let it be Christmas Ev'ry day
Oh my love we've lived in troubled days Oh my friend we have the strangest ways All my friends on this one day of days Thank God it's Christmas Yes it's Christmas Thank God it's Christmas For one day
Thank God it's Christmas Yes it's Christmas Thank God it's Christmas Oooh yeah Thank God it's Christmas Yes yes yes yes it's Christmas Thank God it's Christmas For one day
Searching For A Soldier's Grave Composer(s): Roy Acuff Performer(s): The Louvin Brothers and multiple other artists
You ask me stranger why I made this journey why cross 3 thousand miles of rolling waves like many others my loved one's killed in action so I'm here, I'm searching for his grave Somewhere among these many thousands of Americans who died true and brave that's where I know I'll find him resting so I'm here, I'm searching for his grave Beside each cross mark here all around me I'll lean down and gladly pray a prayer for all of their loved ones back home across the ocean whose heart like mine is buried over here Somewhere among these many thousands of Americans who died true and brave that's where I know I'll find him resting so I'm here, I'm searching for his grave
Tennessee Christmas Composer(s): Amy Grant; Gary Chapman Performer(s): Amy Grant; and various other artists
Come on weatherman Give us a forecast snowy white Can't you hear the prayers Of every childlike heart tonight? Rockies are calling Denver snow falling Somebody said it's four feet deep But it doesn't matter Give me the laughter I'm gonna choose to keep
Another tender Tennessee Christmas The only Christmas for me Where the love circles around us Like the gift around our tree Well I know there's more snow Up in Colorado Than my roof will ever see But a tender Tennessee Christmas Is the only Christmas for me
Every now and then I got a wanderin' urge to see Maybe California Maybe tinsel town's for me There's a parade there We'd have it made there Bring home a tan for New Year's Eve Sure sounds exciting Awfully inviting Still I think I'll gonna keep
Another tender Tennessee Christmas The only Christmas for me Where the love circles around us Like the gift around our tree Well they say in L.A. It's a warm holiday It's the only place to be But a tender Tennessee Christmas Is the only Christmas for me
(Ooooooh, yeah, yeah) (Ohh, you know I wanna be home) (Ooo-oooh)
Well I know there's more snow Up in Colorado Than my roof will ever see But a tender Tennessee Christmas Is the only Christmas for me
A tender Tennessee Christmas Is the only Christmas for me
Searchin' Composer(s): Mike Leiber; Jerry Stoller First release by: The Coasters - 1957 and multiple other artists
Gonna find her, gonna find her
Well searching Yeah I'm gonna searching searching every which a-way, yeah, yeah Oh lord I'm searching my good lord, searching you know honey searching every which away yeah, yeah, yeah But I'm like that Northwest Mountie You know I'll bring her in some day
Gonna find her, gonna find her
Well Charlie Chan, Simon Smith got nothing, child, on me Sergeant Friday, Peter Gunn and ooo Alan B No matter where she's hiding she's gonna see me coming I'm gonna walk right down that street like Bulldog Drummon 'Cause I been searching well searching oh my goodness searching every which a-way But I'm like that Northwest Mountie You know I'll bring her in some day
Gonna find her, gonna find her
Well Charlie Chan, Simon Smith got nothing, child, on me Sergeant Friday, Peter Gunn and ooo Alan B No matter where she's hiding she's gonna see me coming I'm gonna walk right down that street like Bulldog Drummon Aah searching, searching, oh my, my goodness Searching every which a-way But I'm like that Northwest Mountie You know I'll bring her in some day Gonna find her, gonna find her yeah, yeah lord, gonna find her gonna find her
Ten Little Angels (Traditional) Performer(s): Hap Palmer
One glorious Christmas morning Ten angels did appear And each one held an instrument Carefully made by hand First they counted off to ten Playing one by one Then they played together In a joyful Angel Band
There was one, there were two There were three little angels There were four, there were five There were six little angels There were seven, there were eight There were nine little angels Ten little angels in the band
Oh, wasn't that a band, Christmas morning Christmas morning, Christmas morning Wasn't that a band, Christmas morning Ten little angels in the band
