Retro-Songteksten: Evergreens, Classics, Old-Time Favourites, Hits Uit Onze Jeugd
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Dag Efter Dag Composer(s): Monica Forsberg - Lasse Holm First performance by: Chips - 1982
Nu är det nå't stort på gång Ja, snart ska nånting hända Ingenting kan ändra det Och nu är det för sent att vända Lika bra att det är sagt För du har ändå märkt det Hur som helst, så känns det helt okej Det är nånting som jag vill säga dig
Dag efter dag Gång på gång var jag på väg Dag efter dag Gång på gång, tog steg för steg Men nu var det nå't som sa mig Whoa, whoa, whoa, vill ha dig Så ska det va Du och jag Dag efter dag
Satsar allt på samma kort Har inget att förlora Säger vad jag känner nu Och inga ord kan bli för stora Sen den dag jag såg dig här Förstod jag vad jag saknat Hör nu på, ja lyssna nu på mig Det är nånting som jag vill säga dig
Dag efter dag Gång på gång var jag på väg Dag efter dag Gång på gång, tog steg för steg Men nu var det nå't som sa mig Whoa, whoa, whoa, vill ha dig Så ska det va Du och jag Dag efter dag
Jag hörde nånting inom mig Whoa, whoa, whoa, vill ha dig Så ska det va Du och jag Dag efter dag Du och jag Dag efter dag Dag efter dag
Pretty Paper
Composer(s): Willie Nelson
First release by: Roy Orbison - 1963
Covered by multiple other artists
(The pretty paper, pretty ribbons of blue)
Pretty paper, pretty ribbons of blue Wrap your presents to your darling from you Pretty pencils to write I love you Pretty paper, pretty ribbons of blue
Crowded street, busy feet hustle by him Downtown shoppers, Christmas is nigh There he sits all alone on the sidewalk Hoping that you wont pass him by
Should you stop?, better not, much too busy Youre in a hurry, my how time does fly In the distance the ringing of laughter And in the midst of the laughter he cries
Pretty paper, pretty ribbons of blue Wrap your presents to your darling from you Pretty pencils to write I love you Pretty paper, pretty ribbons of blue
Softly, Softly Composer(s): Eddy Grant Performer(s): The Equals
I love Jenny - Jenny loves me I'm in trouble as you will see I went to see Lucy (Lucy) This morning at half past three (Whoopie) The floorboard started to squeak Softly softly softly softly softly (Hey hey hey) Hold on Baby I'm coming
I'm in trouble - Trouble loves me Great confusion Lord help me! Beginning of the end for me (Whoopie) And I didn't even kiss Lucy (Lucy) But Jenny was so moisy Softly softly softly softly softly (Hey hey hey) Hold on Baby I'm coming
I said I love Jenny - Jenny loves me I'm in trouble as you will see I went to see Lucy (Lucy) This morning at half past three (Whoopie) The floorboard started to squeak Softly softly softly ...
Pretty Maids All In Row Composer(s): Joe Walsh; Joe Vitale Performer(s): Eagles; Dark One Lite
Hi there How are 'ya? It's been a long time Seems like we've come a long way My, but we learn so slow and heroes, they come and they go and leave us behind as if we're s'pposed to know why Why do we give up our hearts to the past? and why must we grow up so fast?
And all you wishing well fools with your fortunes someone should send you a rose with love from a friend It's nice to here from you again And the storybook comes to a close Gone are the ribbons and bows Things to remember places to go Pretty Maids all in a Row Oh, oh oh, oh......
Pretty Maid Milking A Cow (aka It Was On A Fine Summer's Morning) Composer(s): Caelin Deas; Thomas Moore
It was on a fine summer's morning When the birds sweetly tuned on each bough I heard a fair maid sing most charming As she sat a-milking her cow Her voice, it was chanting melodious She left me scarce able to go My heart it is soothed in solace My Cailín deas crúite na mbó
With courtesy I did salute her "Good-morrow, most amiable maid I'm your captive slave for the future" "Kind sir, do not banter," she said "I'm not such a precious rare jewel That I should enamour you so I am but a plain country girl" Says Cailín deas crúite na mbó
"The Indies afford no such jewel So precious and transparently fair Oh! do not to my flame add fuel But consent for to love me, my dear Take pity and grant my desire And leave me no longer in woe Oh! love me or else I'll expire Sweet Cailín deas crúite na mbó"
"Or had I the wealth of great Damer Or all on the African shore Or had I great Devonshire treasure Or had I ten thousand times more Or had I the lamp of Alladin Or had I his genie also I'd rather live poor on a mountain With Cailín deas crúite na mbó"
"I beg you'll withdraw and don't tease me I cannot consent unto thee I like to live single and airy Till more of the world I do see New cares they would me embarrass Besides, sir, my fortune is low Until I get rich I'll not marry" Says Cailín deas crúite na mbó
"An old maid is like an old almanack Quite useless when once out of date If her ware is not sold in the morning At noon it must fall to low rate The fragrance of May is soon over The rose loses its beauty, you know All bloom is consumed in October Sweet Cailín deas crúite na mbó"
"A young maid is like a ship sailing There's no knowing how long she may steer For with every blast she's in danger Oh! consent, love, and banish all care For riches I care not a farthing Your affection I want and no more In comfort I'd wish to enjoy you My Cailín deas crúite na mbó.."
Softly, As In A Morning Sunrise
Composer(s): Oscar Hammerstein II; Sigmund Romberg
First performance: William O'Neal - 1928
Covered by multiple other artists
Love came to me
Gay and tender
Love came to me
Sweet surrender
Love came to me
In bright romantic splendor
Fickle was she
Faithful never
Fickle was she
And clever
So will it be forever forever
Softly, as in a morning sunrise
The light of love comes stealing
Into a new born day -- oh
Flaming with all the glow of sunrise
A burning kiss is sealing
The vow that all betray
For the passions that thrill love
And lift you high to heaven
Are the passions that kill love
And let you fall to hell
So ends the story
Softly, as in an evening sunset
The light that gave you glory
Will take it all away
Pretty Little Black Eyed Susie Composer(s): Kathleen Twomey; Fred Wise; Benjamin Weisman Performer(s): Guy Mitchell
I love the sea, I love the navy Love my biscuits soaked in gravy But pretty little black eyed Susie But pretty little black eyed Susie Cross my heart I love ya best of all
I love the hills, I love the prairie I love Jane, and I love Mary But pretty little black eyed Susie But pretty little black eyed Susie Cross my heart I love ya best of all
I'm as happy as a king Got the world upon a string Can't ask for more I'm right at heaven's door
Ooooh! I used to do a lot of teasin' Changed my gals with ev'ry season But pretty little black eyed Susie But pretty little black eyed Susie Pretty little black eyed Susie I love you
I love my pipe, I love tomaters I love candied sweet pertaters But pretty little black eyed Susie But pretty little black eyed Susie Cross my heart I love ya best of all
Oh! I love the trees, I love the flowers Love to walk through April showers But pretty little black eyed Susie But pretty little black eyed Susie Cross my heart I love ya best of all
Used to say I'd never wed Those were foolish words I said `cos now I see That you were meant for me
Ooooh! I used to be a guy who gambled I had wand'rin' shoes that rambled But pretty little black eyed Susie But pretty little black eyed Susie Cross my heart my rambl'in' days are through Pretty little black eyed Susie I love you My pretty little black eyed Susie I love you
Amour On T'aime Composer(s): Alain Morisod - Pierre Alain First performance by: Arlette Zola - 1982
Love we love you On peut traverser la mer, voler autour de la Terre Courir l'aventure, chercher de l'or On peut quitter sa patrie Refaire son nez et sa vie Il nous faut l'amour d'abord
Amour, on t'aime, mieux que nous-mêmes Mieux que l'argent, la politique et les chansons Et quand bien même tu nous enchaînes On a l'cur qui bat comme les ailes d'un papillon
On peut croire au fantastique Avoir des goûts éclectiques Penser Rossini ou Travolta On peut faire de la vitesse, du yoga ou du business Sans amour, ce n'est pas ça
Amour, on t'aime, malgré nous-mêmes Tu nous balances comme des voiliers aux quatre vents Et quand bien même, tu tiens les rênes On se sent libre et l'on plane comme des goélands
Amour, on t'aime, malgré nous-mêmes Tu nous entraînes comme des poissons dans l'océan Pourtant on aime, comme tu nous mènes C'est un peu fou, mais on ne peut vivre autrement
Amour, on t'aime, mieux que nous-mêmes Mieux que l'argent, la politique et les chansons Amour, on t'aime, amour en s'aime On a les yeux tout pleins de rire et de lampions On a l'cur qui bat comme les ailes d'un papillon
Pretty Little Angel Eyes Composer(s): Curtis Lee; Tommy Boyce Performer(s): Curtis Lee
Pretty little angel eyes Pretty little angel eyes Pretty little angel, pretty little angel Pretty little, pretty little, pretty little angel (Ba-bom) ooooo-oo, ooooo-oo (ha-ha-ha-ha) Ooooo-oo, pretty, pretty, pretty little angel eyes...
Angel eyes, I really love you so Angel eyes, I'll never let you go Because I love you, my darlin' angel eyes (Pretty, pretty, pretty little angel eyes)
Angel eyes, you are so good to me And when I'm in your arms you be so heavenly You know I love you, my darlin' angel eyes (Angel eyes, bom-bom-bom-bom)
I know you were sent from heaven a-bo-ove You rule my life with your wonderful lo-ove I know we'll be hap-py For e-ter-ni-ty 'Cause I know-wow-wow-wow-wow-wow-wow That our love is really real
Angel eyes, I really love you so Angel eyes, I'll never let you go Because I love you, my darlin' angel eyes, angel eyes
Pretty little angel eyes Pretty little angel eyes Pretty little angel, pretty little angel Pretty little, pretty little, pretty little angel
(Pretty, pretty, pretty) (Angel eyes) Angel eyes, I really love you so Angel eyes, I'll never let you go Because I love you My darlin' angel eyes (Pretty, pretty, pretty little angel eyes) Oooooo-oo, oooooo-oo (ha-ha-ha-ha) Oooooo-oo, oo, oo, oooooo Oo-oo-oo-oo ...
Jos joku nakkaa ydinkakkaa kohta tänne Eurooppaamme Niin mitä haastat, kun kaikki saastat sieltä kasvoillemme saamme Jos joku viskaa pommin niskaan, niin sä tuskin huomaatkaan
Ja nuku pommiin, pommiin, nuku pommiin, niin on helpompaa Nuku pom, nuku pom, nuku pommiin, se rauhoittaa
Nyt jengi istuu, osallistuu neuvotteluseurantaan Tieteen aivot ja toisten raivot, punoo salajuoniaan Jos et sä herää tällä erää, niin et herää ollenkaan
Softly As I Leave You (Adapted from: Piano - 1960) Composer(s): Antonio DeVita - Giorgio Calabrese - Hal Shaper Performer(s): Matt Monro - 1962 and multiple other artists
Softly, I will leave you softly For my heart would break if you should wake and see me go
So I leave you softly long before you miss me Long before your arms can beg me stay For one more hour or one more day
After all the years, I can't bear the tears to fall So, softly as I leave you there
Softly, long before you kiss me Long before your arms can beg me stay For one more hour or one more day
After all the years I can't bear the tears to fall So, softly as I leave you there As I leave I you there As I leave I you there
Pretty Girl Performer(s): Hogsnort Rupert's Original Flagon Band
The other day as I made my way I heard the music start to play Happy sound, people all around I knew that I was here to stay Suddenly, by the tree, goodness me...
Chorus: Pretty girl, can I take you home On a bright and sunny morning? We danced all night in the pale moonlight And now the day is dawning
She worked all week in a disco-teek She looked at me but she didn't speak The beat was good, and I knew I should Have brought an extra pair of feet What a day, so I say, hip-hooray!... Chorus
"Come on, my lover, give us a kiss!" (Boom boom boom boom) Chorus
I had to weep, 'cause I had to keep On dancing in a tired heap The only sound was the aching ground The band had all gone home to sleep Day had come, gone the sun, oh what fun..... Chorus x2
One Step Further Composer(s): Simon Jefferies First performance by: Bardo - 1982
One step further and I would have been there
Can't seem to get your attention no matter how I try I just want you to prefer me to the other guys So when you looked at me, you only turned away So I walked up beside you But I forgot all the things that I planned to say I don't know if I tried to
I could have taken one step further And I would have been there You could have turned around And hit me and I wouldn't have cared All this time I didn't get anywhere I could have taken one step further And I would have been there
Ain't got the courage to speak when you're sometimes near Well I can't seem to think of the things that a girl likes to hear But when I saw you again, you were all alone So I walked up beside you But I was too shy to even ask you home I don't know if I tried to
I could have taken one step further And I would have been there You could have turned around And hit me and I wouldn't have cared All this time I didn't get anywhere I could have taken one step further And I would have been there
If you read my letters or my telegrams You'd have got around to asking me just who I am 'Cause you know I'm gonna get ya I'm gonna get ya, I'm gonna get ya
One step further and I would have been there You could have turned around And hit me and I wouldn't have cared All this time I didn't get anywhere I could have taken one step further And I would have been...
One step further and I would have been there You could have turned around And hit me and I wouldn't have cared All this time I didn't get anywhere
One step further and I would have been there You could have turned around And hit me and I wouldn't have cared All this time I didn't get anywhere I could have taken one step further And I would have been...
(One step further and I would have been there) I could have tooken one step further (One step further and I would've been there) One step, one step
The sidewalk surface was dancing with tricks In mad whirling circles they look for kicks They book each other like drugs do their blood And draw trumps and tramps when they're playing stud
And they're pretty folks, pretty folks bending the trend Pretty folks, pretty folks, they'll never mend
Splitting their cells, looking for pills They blow their change and they don't pay their bills Modified modular spandex decay Flocks of flash zeros with nothing to say
Chorus
In funhouse mirrors they don't seem to age As they decompose in memory's cage But total loss is not something to hide When the last big sleep has started inside