Retro-Songteksten: Evergreens, Classics, Old-Time Favourites, Hits Uit Onze Jeugd
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Wherever you go Whatever you do It's pure and simple I'll be there for you You've been saying that I'm driving you crazy And I haven't been around for you lately But I've had a few things on my mind
When I'm with you I am filled with emotion Can't you see I'm giving you devotion And a love like this is hard to find
I know I've been walking around in a daze(baby baby) You gotta believe me when I say ooh ooh
Wherever you go (I'll always be there) Whatever you do (I know I'm gonna be there) It's pure and simple I'll be there for you What ever it takes I swear it's true It's pure and simple I'll be there for you
I've been there through the stormiest weather Always trying to make things a bit better And I know I've gotta try to get it through to you
You can love me in a way like no other But the situation's taking you under So you gotta tell me now whatcha wanna doooo
Wherever you go (I'll always be there) Whatever you do (I know 'm gonna be there) It's pure and simple I'll be there for you Whatever it takes I swear it's true It's pure and simple I'll be there for you
I'll always be there for you baby You know that I'll always be around (I'm gonna be there) Oh yeh (you know I'm gonna be there)
I'll always be there for you honey You know I'll never let you down ooh ooo
Cuz you're the only one for me Yeh yeh yeh
It's pure and simple
Wherever you go (I'll always be there) Whatever you do (I know i'm gonna be there) It's pure and simple I'll be there for you
No One's Gonna Hurt You Anymore Composer(s): Steve Karliski - Ted Cooper Performer(s): Bill Anderson
and multiple other artists
You've cried the last tear you're gonna cry You've kissed your last lips that cheat and lie Forget him baby he's just not worth hurtin' for Your heartache's over it's all gone I'll make you happy from now on And no one's gonna hurt you anymore
You've been mistreated, neglected and cheated Out of the love you should've had But give me a while and I'll make you smile for the times he's made you sad You've cried the last tear you're gonna cry You've kissed your last lips that cheat and lie
Baby, no one's gonna hurt you anymore Don't be afraid, darling, come to me Cling to me and I'll kiss away all of your tears
Here in my arms you'll be safe from harm Now and for all the coming years Your heartache's over it's all gone I'll make you happy from now on
No one's gonna hurt you anymore Baby, no one's gonna hurt you anymore...
The Purple People Eater Composer(s): Sheb Wooley First release by: Sheb Wooley - 1958 Covered by multiple other artists
Versions In Other Languages: 1958 - Croque-Crane-Creux (Gabriel Dalar) 1960 - Lille Lilla Lemmedasker (Lily Broberg)
Well I saw the thing comin out of the sky It had the one long horn, one big eye I commenced to shakin' and I said "ooh-eee" It looks like a purple eater to me
It was a one eyed, one horned, flyin' purple people eater One eyed, one horned, flyin' purple people eater A one eyed, one horned, flyin' purple people eater Sure looks strange to me {one eye}
Well he came down to earth and he lit in a tree I said Mr. purple people eater, don't eat me I heard him say in a voice so gruff I wouldn't eat you cuz you're so tough
It was a one eyed, one horned, flyin' purple people eater One eyed, one horned flyin' purple people eater One eyed, one horned, flyin' purple people eater Sure looks strange to me {one horn}
I said Mr. purple people eater, what's your line? He said it's eatin' purple people and it sure is fine But that's not the reason that I came to land I wanna get a job in a rock and roll band
Well bless my soul, rock and roll, flyin' purple people eater Pigeon toed, undergrowed, flyin' purple people eater We wear short shorts flyin' purple people eater Sure looks strange to me
And then he swung from the tree and he lit on the ground He started to rock, really rockin' around It was a crazy ditty with a swingin' tune Sing a boop boop aboopa lopa lum lum boom
Well bless my soul flyin' purple people eater Pigeon toed, undergrowed, flyin' purple people eater I like short shorts flyin' little people eater Sure looks strange to me purple people
Then he went on his way, and then what do you know? I saw him last night on a tv show He was blowing it out, a really knockin' them dead playin' rock and roll music through the horn on his head
Song On The Sand Composer(s): Jerry Herman Performer(s): Elisabeth Welch
Do you recall that beach we walked along that afternoon in fall That afternoon we met? A fellow with a concertina sang what was the song? It is strange what we recall and how what we forget
I heard la-da-da-da, la-da-da-da as we walked on the sand La-da-da-da I believe it was early September Through the crash of the waves I could tell that the words were romantic Something about sharing, something about always Though the years race along, I still think of our song of the sand And I still try and search for the words I can barely remember Though the time tumbles by, there is one thing that I am forever certain of I hear la-da-da-da-da And I am young and in love
Da-da-da, da-da-da, as we walked on the sand I heard
La-da-da-da I believe it was early September Through the crash of the waves I could tell that the words were romantic Something about sharing, something about always Though the years race along, I still think of our song of the sand And I still try and search for the words I can barely remember Though the time tumbles by, there is one thing that I am forever certain of I hear la-da-da-da-da And I am young and in love
Puppet On A String
(Danish Version: Lille Marionet - 1967)
Composer(s): William Wylie MacPherson Martin; Phil Coulter
First release by: Sandie Shaw - 1967
I wonder if one day that You'll say that you care If you say you love me madly I'll gladly be there Like a puppet on a string
Love is just like a merry-go-round With all the fun of the fair One day I'm feeling down on the ground Then I'm up in the air Are you leading me on? Tomorrow, will you be gone?
I wonder if one day that You'll say that you care If you say you love me madly I'll gladly be there Like a puppet on a string
I may win on the roundabouts But then I'll lose on the swings In or out, there is never a doubt Just who's pulling the strings I'm so tied up in you But where's it leading me to?
I wonder if one day that You'll say that you care If you say you love me madly I'll gladly be there Like a puppet on a string
I wonder if one day that You'll say that you care If you say you love me madly I'll gladly be there Like a puppet on a string
Je Suis Un Vrai Garçon First performance by: Nina Morato - 1994
Je peux pas
J'veux pas, j'peux pas Laisse-moi J'veux pas, j'peux pas J'ai pas Lâche-moi
J'veux pas rentrer chez moi Il n'est plus rien pour moi Mais j'peux pas tout lui dire J'veux pas lui mentir Je sais j'suis son amour Forcément y'a des jours Où c'est lourd C'est lourd
Je suis un vrai garçon Je suis un vrai garçon Je suis celle qui t'ensorcelle Elle...
J'vais pas rentrer chez moi Lui raconter pourquoi Pourquoi j'aurais pas dû Et comment j'ai pu Je sais j'suis son amour Forcément y'a des jours Où c'est lourd C'est lourd
Je suis un vrai garçon Je suis un vrai garçon Je suis celle qui t'ensorcelle Elle...
Je suis un vrai garçon
J'peux plus rentrer chez moi J'ai pas d'explication C'est un autre qui m'a perdu ma raison Je sais j'suis son amour Mais putain y'a des jours Où c'est lourd C'est lourd
Je suis un vrai garçon Je suis un... C'est lourd Je suis un vrai garçon
Puppet Man Composer(s): Howard Greenfield; Neil Sedaka Performer(s): Tom Jones; and various other artists
Puppet man Puppet ma-an Puppet man Puppet ma-an
Baby, Baby you know it's true I'm a puppet just for you I'll do any little thing you say I wouldn't have it any other way Take my heart and take my soul I'm givin' you complete control If you wanna see me do my thing Baby pull my string Huh, yea
Puppet man, puppet man-an
Baby, Baby, I'm your sweet pet I'm just your personal marionette Wind me up and let me go Don't you know I'm a one man show? Raise your finger and I'll perform I'll crack a jack till' the crack a dawn If you wanna see me do my thing, baby pull my string
Baby, Baby I'm warning you, satisfaction guaranteed Anytime you feel uptight I'm at your service morning noon or night I do whatcha' want me to 'Cause I'm a puppet just for you But if you wanna see me do my thing Baby pull my string
Puppet man Baby, I'm your puppet man Ya I might even... If you pull my string I'll do anything Baby, baby I'm your puppet man Can't do anything unless ya pull my string Love ya, Love ya, Love ya, Love ya! Down deep in your soul Do anything, I might even love you Wow-oh
Song On The Radio Composer(s): Al Stewart Performer(s): Al Stewart
I was making my way through the wasteland The road into town passes through I was changing the radio stations With my mind on you Oh your friends call you "Lily Paloma" But that's not the way that you are It's too much of a gentle misnomer For a shooting star
But you and me baby I saw you there Straight away I knew There's really no hiding I'll tell you right now What we're gonna do We'll go collecting the days Putting the moments away You're on my mind like a Song on the Radio
I remember the first time I saw you Alone in the dark with a drink With a candle flame burning before you And your thoughts closed in You were staring out into the distance Not seeming to hear what I said Why did you put up such resistance Like all the lights are red
'Cause you and me baby I saw you there Straight away I knew There's really no hiding I'll tell you right now What we're gonna do We'll go collecting the days Putting the moments away You're on my mind like a Song on the Radio
I don't know what it was that was painful But sometimes it's there in your face There are times when you just look disdainful Of the human race Ah, but then on the wings of emotion We circle each other in flight Till together we roll like the ocean In its bed at night
'Cause you and me baby I saw you there Straight away I knew There's really no hiding I'll tell you right now What we're gonna do We'll go collecting the days Putting the moments away You're on my mind like a Song on the Radio You're on my mind like a Song on the Radio
I can take you by the hand lead you to a land where there's not a care I can hoax you I can coax you when there's nothing there
I can tie you on a string make you dance and sing to the tune I play I can fool you I can rule you you can't get away
('cause) I'm a puppet man, I'm a puppet man can't you see I am, can't you see I am I'm a puppet man, I'm a puppet man I can make you part of my plan 'cause I'm a puppet man
I can beat you to the line bring you peace of mind for another day I can take you I can make you do the things I say
I can leave you on the ground or turn your head around make you step in time I can fake you or forsake you the choice is mine
and you won't understand I'm the puppet man that's what I am
Ella No Es Ella Composer(s): Alejandro Abad
Performer(s): Alejandro Abad
Cuando estoy con ella Soy un laberinto de indecisión Cuando estoy con ella Juego con mi imaginación Ella me da su sonrisa Y yo, con mis prisas, me suelo ahogar Y le digo acabemos Y ella persigue mis ratos de fuego
Ella, ella no es ella Ella es la otra, la que me impulsa Y está en mi memoria La otra es la que nunca podré olvidar
No, ella, ella no es ella Ella es la otra, la que me excita Y quema mi ropa La otra es la piedra y yo, el volcán
Cuando estoy con ella Sé que todo va peor Y cuando pienso en la otra Soy casi, casi un dios Ella me baja la luna La otra despierta mi instinto animal La otra es mi fortuna Mi musa desnuda, mi mejor remedio
Ella, ella no es ella Ella es la otra, la que me impulsa Y está en mi memoria La otra es la que nunca podré olvidar
No, ella, ella no es ella Ella es la otra, la que me excita Y quema mi ropa La otra es la piedra y yo, el volcán
Punto Negro Composer(s): Roberto Reynoso Performer(s): Javier Solís
No quiero ya saber si te mueres o no por mi cariño ni me importa que tú diciendo vayas hoy que me dejaste Yo sé que para ti igual que para mí hay otros besos porqué insistes en ser en mi quieto vivir un punto negro
Tu orgullo de mujer te ha vuelto mala y cruel y me atormenta cuando el amor se va se queda el corazón ensombrecido Olvida tu rencor que sólo ha de empañar aquellas horas no quiero que seas tú de esta historia de amor el punto negro
Tu orgullo de mujer te ha vuelto mala y cruel y me atormenta cuando el amor se va se queda el corazón ensombrecido Olvida tu rencor que sólo ha de empañar aquellas horas no quiero que seas tú de esta historia de amor el punto negro
Puño Loco Composer(s): León Gieco; Luis Gurevich Performer(s): León Gieco
Hice caer el cielo, rompí todos los vientos hice llorar sólo con un puño loco Hice hablar al mundo, latir su corazón le hice ver que la sangre era de todos
Si estuviera acá, con campanas soñaría Requiem para un luchador callejero Fui un mago más, piedra dura de romper fui el rey del club de lo oscuro
Soy eterno, un hijo más de este credo popular, quizá un tonto Soy leyenda y por lo tanto siempre estaré saltando, como un mono
Aunque tape la humedad de la pared de un viejo bar nunca mi sonrisa se despintará del todo Un día me fui sin haberme ido de aquí somos varios los que estamos volviendo
Desde siempre fui gran valiente porque sí quise en lo posible mirar hacia adentro Puse un presidente y un villero a un mismo pozo y los dibujé a todos con mis ojos
Soy eterno, un hijo más de este credo popular, quizá un tonto Soy leyenda y por lo tanto siempre estaré saltando como un mono
Soy eterno, un hijo más de este credo popular, quizá un tonto Soy leyenda y por lo tanto siempre estaré saltando como un mono
Worte, die wehtun und Bilder, die schrei'n Wehende Fahnen im Wind Grenzen, die Lügen, und keiner mehr kennt Und Menschen von Tränen fast blind
Manchmal, da hör' ich ein Lied tief in mir Das mir von Liebe erzählt Sehnsucht nach Freiheit und nach einer Welt Wo jeder den and'ren versteht
Für den Frieden der Welt, für die Hoffnung nach Licht Für die Wahrheit, die keiner mehr sieht Für die Menschen, die frier'n, und die keiner mehr hört Dafür singe ich euch dieses Lied
Für den Frieden der Welt, für die Hoffnung nach Licht Für die Wahrheit, die keiner mehr sieht Für die Menschen, die frier'n, und die keiner mehr hört Dafür singe ich euch dieses Lied Dafür singe ich euch dieses Lied
Flehende Herzen im Dunkel der Nacht Wann sehen sie wieder Licht? Wer gibt den Kindern ihr Lachen zurück Bevor ihre Hoffnung zerbricht?
Für den Frieden der Welt, für die Hoffnung nach Licht Für die Wahrheit, die keiner mehr sieht Für die Menschen, die frier'n, und die keiner mehr hört Dafür singe ich euch dieses Lied
Und es darf nicht mehr sein Dass man Mut dazu braucht Um den anderen Liebe zu zeigen
Für den Frieden der Welt, für die Hoffnung nach Licht Für die Wahrheit, die keiner mehr sieht Für die Menschen, die frier'n, und die keiner mehr hört Dafür singe ich euch dieses Lied Dieses Lied
Punky's Dilemma Composer(s): Paul Simon Performer(s): Simon & Garfunkel; and various other artists
Wish I was a Kellogg's Cornflake Floatin' in my bowl takin' movies Relaxin' awhile, livin' in style Talkin' to a raisin who 'casion'ly plays L.A. Casually glancing at his toupee Wish I was an English muffin 'Bout to make the most out of a toaster
I'd ease myself down Comin' up brown
I prefer boysenberry More than any ordinary jam I'm a Citizens for Boysenberry Jam fan
Ah, South California
If I become a first lieutenant Would you put my photo on your piano? To Maryjane Best wishes, Martin (Old Roger draft-dodger Leavin' by the basement door) Everybody knows what he's Tippy-toeing down there for
Song Of The Vagabonds Composer(s): Rudolf Friml - Brian Hooker Performer(s): Dennis King and multiple other artists
Come all you Beggars of Paris town You lousy rabble of low degree (You rabble of low degree!) Well spare King Louis to keep his crown And save our city from Burgundy (Our city from Burgundy) You and I are good for nothing but to die We can die for Liberty
Sons of toil and danger Will you serve a stranger And bow down to Burgundy Sons of shame and sorrow Will you cheer tomorrow For the crown of Burgundy? Onward! Onward! Swords against the Foe Forward! Forward the lily banners go! Sons of France around us Break the chain that bound us And to Hell with Burgundy!
Sons of toil and danger Will you serve a stranger And bow down to Burgundy Sons of shame and sorrow Will you cheer tomorrow For the crown of Burgundy? Onward! Onward! Swords against the Foe Forward! Forward the lily banners go! Sons of France around us Break the chain that bound us And to Hell with Burgundy!
