Retro-Songteksten: Evergreens, Classics, Old-Time Favourites, Hits Uit Onze Jeugd
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Angel Composer(s): Chiara Siracusa First performance by: Chiara - 2005
Far away in a lost world I hear your voice calling for heaven Cast away, caught in mem'ries You must believe love will come through
I'll be your angel in your darkest night I'll be your destiny, waiting by your side I'll be the sunshine when you're feeling blue I'm always here for you
Comes a day, heart on fire When all your faith seems to be missing Go your way and you'll find there A land of hope, a land of dreams
I'll be your angel in your darkest night I'll be your destiny, waiting by your side I'll be the sunshine when you're feeling blue I'm always here for you
And when you lose it all And nothing seems right Just keep holding on To me
I'll be your angel in your darkest night I'll be your destiny waiting by your side I'll be the sunshine when you're feeling blue I'm always here for you
He's The Man (He's Tall And Cool) Composer(s): Vivian Greene Performer(s): Vivian Greene
He may be your man but he comes to see me sometime He may be your man but he comes to see me sometime He comes so often, I'm beginnin' to think he's mine
He's yours, he's mine, he's somebody else's too He's yours and he's mine and he's somebody else's too If you don't mind, I'll have him clean away from you
'Cause that man rocks me, he rocks me with a steady roll He rocks me, rocks me with a steady roll When he rocks me, Lord, he satisfies my soul
He's long and tall, just like a willow tree He's long and tall, just like a willow tree He's tall and cool, that man sends me
If that's your man, tie 'im to your side If that's your man, tie 'im, tie 'im, tie 'im, tie 'im to your side If he flags my train, I'm sure gonna let him ride
Now he don't drink or gamble, he don't run around When it comes to good lovin' he can really go to town That's the truth baby, I swear I wouldn't lie I love that man, gee, I hope to die
Stances À Un Cambrioleur Composer(s): Georges Brassens First release by: Georges Brassens - 1972
Prince des monte-en-l'air et de la cambriole Toi qui eus le bon goût de choisir ma maison Cependant que je colportais mes gaudrioles En ton honneur j'ai composé cette chanson
Sache que j'apprécie à sa valeur le geste Qui te fit bien fermer la porte en repartant De peur que des rôdeurs n'emportassent le reste Des voleurs comme il faut c'est rare de ce temps
Tu ne m'as dérobé que le stricte nécessaire Délaissant dédaigneux l'exécrable portrait Que l'on m'avait offert à mon anniversaire Quel bon critique d'art mon salaud tu ferais
Autre signe indiquant toute absence de tare Respectueux du brave travailleur tu n'as Pas cru décent de me priver de ma guitare Solidarité sainte de l'artisanat
Pour toutes ces raisons vois-tu, je te pardonne Sans arrière-pensée après mûr examen Ce que tu m'as volé, mon vieux, je te le donne Ça pouvait pas tomber en de meilleures mains
D'ailleurs moi qui te parle, avec mes chansonnettes Si je n'avais pas dû rencontrer le succès J'aurais tout comme toi, pu virer malhonnête Je serais devenu ton complice, qui sait
En vendant ton butin, prends garde au marchandage Ne vas pas tout lâcher en solde au receleurs Tiens leur la dragée haute en évoquant l'adage Qui dit que ces gens-là sont pis que les voleurs
Fort de ce que je n'ai pas sonné les gendarmes Ne te crois pas du tout tenu de revenir Ta moindre récidive abolirait le charme Laisse-moi je t'en prie, sur un bon souvenir
Monte-en-l'air, mon ami, que mon bien te profite Que Mercure te préserve de la prison Et pas trop de remords, d'ailleurs nous sommes quittes Apres tout ne te dois-je pas une chanson
Post-Scriptum, si le vol est l'art que tu préfères Ta seule vocation, ton unique talent Prends donc pignon sur rue, mets-toi dans les affaires Et tu auras les flics même comme chalands
He's The Greatest Dancer Composer(s): Bernard Edwards; Nile Rodgers Performer(s): Sister Sledge
Oh... what... wow! He's the greatest dancer Oh... what... wow! That I've ever seen... One night in a disco On the outskirts of Frisco I was cruisin' with my favourite gang The place was so boring Filled with out-of-towners touring I knew that it wasn't my thing I really wasn't caring But I felt my eyes staring At a guy who stood out in the crowd He had the kind of body That would shame Adonis And a face that would make any man cry Oh... what... wow! He's the greatest dancer Oh... what... wow! That I've ever seen... The champion of dance His moves would put you in a trance And he never leaves the disco alone Arrongance but not conceit As a man who is complete(ly) La crème de la crème Please take me (don't go) home He wears the finest clothes The best designers, heaven knows Ooh, from his head down to his toes Halston, Gucci, Fiorucci He looks like a still That man is dressed to kill Oh... what... wow! He's the greatest dancer Oh... what... wow! That I've ever seen... I love your moves...
Touch My Fire Composer(s): John Themis - Javine Hylton First performance by: Javine - 2005
Do you really wanna feel my flow? Oh oh oh... You know its the only way to go so get with the show Are you the kinda guy who's got that flare? Yeah...
Get your groove on Get a move on Whoah, yeah...
Touch my fire can you feel the heat? My crazy rhythm's gonna knock you off your feet Come on and touch my fire why don't you break away? Burn all your troubles, say goodbye to yesterday
Are you easy come and easy go? Oh oh oh... Come on let the music grab ya from your head to your toes No need to rush, take it nice and slow, feel that beat
Get your groove on Get a move on Whoah, yeah...
Come with me, I'll take you there Touch my fire
Touch my fire can you feel the heat? My crazy rhythm's gonna knock you off your feet Come on and touch my fire why don't you break away? Burn all your troubles, say goodbye to yesterday
Touch my fire can you feel the heat? My crazy rhythm's gonna knock you off your feet Come on and touch my fire why don't you break away? Burn all your troubles, say goodbye to yesterday
Touch my fire Touch my fire Oh... here we go C'mon and touch C'mon and touch my fire... You're gonna touch my fire
Touch my fire can you feel the heat? My crazy rhythm's gonna knock you off your feet Come on and touch my fire why don't you break away? Burn all your troubles, say goodbye to yesterday
Touch my fire can you feel the heat? My crazy rhythm's gonna knock you off your feet Come on and touch my fire why don't you break away? Burn all your troubles, say goodbye to yesterday
He's Sure The Boy I Love Composer(s): Barry Mann; Cynthia Weil Performer(s): The Crystals; Darlene Love; Lulu
I always dreamed the boy I loved would come along And he'd be tall and handsome, rich and strong Now that boy I love has come to me But he sure ain't the way I thought he'd be
He doesn't look like a movie star He doesn't drive a Cadillac car He sure ain't yhe boy I've been dreamin' of But he's sure the boy I love Let me tell ya now He' never be a big business man He always buys on the installment plan He sure ain't the boy I been dreamin' of But he's sure the boy I love When he holds me tight Everything's right Crazy as it seems I'm his, whatever he is And I forget all of my dreams And everybody knows... He doesn't hang diamonds round my neck And all he's got's an unemployment check He sure ain't the boy I been dreamin' of But he's sure the boy I love
Stan' Up An' Fight Composer(s): Oscar Hammerstein II - Georges Bizet Performer(s): Joe Adams and multiple other artists
Thanks a lot! I'm sure glad to be To be where I c'n see So many friends o' mine How've I been doin'? How've I been doin'? If you really wanta know de truth I'm doin' fine! Seventeen Decisions in a row An' only five on points De res' was all K.O. Jackson an' Johnson Murphy an' Bronson One by one dey come An' one by one to dreamland dey go How's it done? You ask me, how's it done? I got a trainer man Who taught me all I need to know Sure feels good to have him in my corner Hear his voice a-whisp'rin' low
"Big boy, remember You mus' remember... Stan' up an' fight until you hear de bell Stan' toe to toe Trade blow fer blow Keep punchin' till you make yer punches tell Show dat crowd watcher know! Until you hear dat bell Dat final bell Stan' up an' fight like hell!"
When you fight Out in de open air In a patch o' light De ring looks small an' white Out in de blackness Out in de blackness You c'n feel a hun'erd thousan' eyes Fillin' de night Cigarettes Are blinkin' in de dark An' makin' polka dots Aroun' de baseball park People are quiet Den dere's a riot! Someone t'rows a punch An' plants it right smack on de mark... Somebody's hurt You kinda think it's you You hang across de ropes Da's all you want to do Den you look aroun' an' see your trainer's eyes Beggin' you to see it through Dey say, "Remember Big Boy, remeber
Stan' up an' fight until you hear de bell Stan' toe to toe Trade blow fer blow Keep punchin' till you make yer punches tell Show dat crowd watcher know! Until you hear dat bell Dat final bell Stan, up an' fight like hell!"
He's So Shy Composer(s): Tom Snow; Cynthia Weil Performer(s): The Pointer Sisters; Tom Jones
When I first saw him standin' there He looked away but I did not care Something inside whispered to me You'd better move in carefully
And then he smiled and turned away That told me all he could not say That's when I knew He wanted me too But I had to do some breakin' through
He's so shy So good lookin' He's so shy And he's really got me goin' That sweet little boy who caught my eye He's so shy I'm so glad I got to know him He's so shy 'Cos he's one in a million And I'll love him 'til the day I die Oh, yes I will
Now holding him gently through the night Nothin' has ever felt so right And I'm so glad I took the time That I had to take to make him mine
He can still do things to my heart Just like he could right from the start Each time I see That quality That never stops attracting me
He's so shy That's why I love my baby He's so shy You know he's drivin' me crazy That sweet little boy who caught my eye He's so shy I'm so glad I got to know him He's so shy And I'm so glad I got to show him That I'll love him until the day I die Oh, yes I will
He's so shy Oooh-wee, oooh-wee, baby He's so shy Oooh-wee, oooh-wee, baby He's so shy And that's why. . .
He's So Fine Composer(s): Ronnie Mack Performer(s): The Chiffons
He's so fine Wish he were mine That handsome boy over there The one with the wavy hair I don't know how I'm gonna do it But I'm gonna make him mine Be the envy of all the girls It's just a matter of time He's a soft-spoken guy Also seems kind of shy Makes me wonder if I Should even give him a try But then again he can't shy He can't shy away forever And I'm Gonna make him mine If it takes me forever He's so fine Got to be mine Sooner or later I hope it's not later We've got to get together The sooner the better I just can't wait I just can't wait To be held in his arms If I were a Queen And he asked me to leave my throne I'd do anything that he asked Anything to make him my own For he's so fine So fine So fine
All The Lonely Women In The World Composer(s): Bill Anderson Performer(s): Bill Anderson
This song`s for all the lonely women in the world Drivin` a car sittin` in a bar wherever you are This song`s for all the lonely women in the world Ringin` your hands thinkin` no man understands
To me there`s nothing sadder than to see a lonely one Neglected by the one she loves so much Chances are she works all day and then goes home to nothin' And sits all night just longin` for his touch
Yet, I`ve known girls with husbands in the house and still they`re lonely They`ve lost him to the TV and the beer I guess somehow my heart goes out to all the lonely women In love with all the men who just don`t care
This song`s for all the lonely women in the world Sittin` at home watchin` the phone on and on This song`s for all the lonely women in the world Ringin` your hands thinkin` no man understands...
(He's) Raining In My Sunshine Composer(s): Doc Pomus; Mort Shuman Performer(s): Jay & The Americans
See the raindrops falling, hear them fall so loud Once I stood in sunlight; now darkness is my shroud Rain never ever seemed to bother me Trouble never came my way The light of her love always followed me Till her new love turned my world to gray
Now he's raining in my sunshine, clouding up my sky Yes he's raining in my sunshine, come between her and I
All at once he's taken everything that's mine Now he stands beside her, he walks in my sunshine Why did he have to go and steal my love? Why did he take her away? She was the only thing I had in life She was my sunny day
Now he's raining in my sunshine, clouding up my sky Yes he's raining in my sunshine, come between her and I
She was the only thing I had in life She was my sunny day
Now he's raining in my sunshine, clouding up my sky Yes he's raining in my sunshine, come between her and I
Friends
Composer(s): Glen Campbell - Dick Bowman
First recording/First release by: - 1968/1969
Friends are never earned
They're a gift from a loving God
And they're precious beyond human evaluation
You dare not take them for granted
Or they'll drift away like smoke
And the warmth of their caring will vanish
Into the chill of the endless nights
Most of my friends are unknowns
They probably won't even rate an obituary
Unless they live and die in a small town somewhere
Where nothing much ever happens
But a few of my friends are big people
They're famous, sensitive, talented
And their names are household words
And yet they're no more precious in God's eyes, or in mine
Than those wonderful nobodys who live and die in obscurity
Who's your friend? He's someone who warms you with a nod
Or with an unspoken word in hard times
When you're hurtin' beyond words
She's someone who holds you to her breast
And sighs softly into your hair
When no other medicine could possibly stop the pain
A friend is someone who clinks his glass against yours
Or answers the phone at three in the morning when you're lost
And with a few words of encouragement and concern
Makes you realise that you're not really lost at all
Friends come in both sexes, in all shapes and sizes
The most important thing they have in common
Is their ability to share with you your most sky-splitting joys
Or your deepest most awesome sorrows
Of all the things that I have in this world
I'm most grateful for my friends
He's My Guy Composer(s): Don Raye; Gene De Paul Performer(s): Ella Fitzgerald; and various other artists
He's my guy, I don't care what he does 'Cause he's my guy, I guess he always was He's careless about me, I don't think he tries But once in a while he'll hug me and smile Then I can see me in his eyes
Oh he's my guy, I know he'll always be And I will try to keep him loving me However he wants me, I'm his until I die For nobody knows, better than I That he's my guy
Stay away from people made from plastic in a mold And keep your stamped ideas inside your head untold Because I, I, I, baby am protecting you Yes, against the kind of things that other people do I, baby, am protecting you 'cause i'm in love with you So come on baby!
Stay away from people made from plastic in a mold And keep your stamped ideas inside your head untold Because I, I, I, baby am protecting you Yes, against the kind of things that other people do I, baby, am protecting you 'cause i'm in love with you So come on baby!
He's My Dreamboat Composer(s): John D. Loudermilk Performer(s): Connie Francis; Lita Roza
He's my dreamboat, asleep in English class He's my dreamboat, mowin' his folk's grass He's my dream boat with the dreamy, dreamy eyes He's my dreamboat, workin' on his car He's my dreamboat, straddlin' his guitar He's my dreamboat with the dreamy dreamy eyes
Well now I dream of dreamboat in everything I do And I know that darlin' dreamboat Dreams of me too
He's my dreamboat, coffee in a Dixie cup Darling dreamboat, that crazy, silly nut He's my dreamboat with the dreamy, dreamy eyes
Yes, he's my dreamboat, coffee in a Dixie cup Darlin dreamboat, that crazy, silly nut He's my dreamboat with the dreamy, dreamy eyes
Celebrate Composer(s): Greg Manning First performance by: Piero Esteriore & The MusicStars - 2004
Clap your hands, oh clap your hands Everybody just clap your hands Clap your hands, oh clap your hands Have a wonderful time
Celebrate, oh celebrate Everybody, let's celebrate Celebrate, oh celebrate 'Cause the world is a beautiful place
Nobody knows what the future brings So don't you worry 'cause I know one thing All your friends are right here by your side Everything is gonna be alright
Clap your hands, oh clap your hands Everybody just clap your hands Clap your hands, oh clap your hands Have a wonderful time
Celebrate, oh celebrate Everybody, let's celebrate Celebrate, oh celebrate 'Cause the world is a beautiful place
Tomorrow you can get deep on me Teach me all about philosophy I won't mind to listen all day long But for now I only want to say
Clap your hands, oh clap your hands Everybody just clap your hands Clap your hands, oh clap your hands Have a wonderful time
Celebrate, oh celebrate Everybody, let's celebrate Celebrate, oh celebrate 'Cause the world is a beautiful place
Clap your hands Celebrate Oh, 'cause the world is a beautiful place
Clap your hands, oh clap your hands Everybody just clap your hands Clap your hands, oh clap your hands Have a wonderful time
Celebrate, oh celebrate Everybody, let's celebrate Celebrate, oh celebrate Cause the world is a beautiful place
Clap your hands, oh clap your hands Everybody just clap your hands Clap your hands, oh clap your hands Have a wonderful time
Celebrate, oh celebrate Everybody, let's celebrate Celebrate, oh celebrate 'Cause the world is a beautiful place
Clap your hands, oh clap your hands Everybody just clap your hands Clap your hands, oh clap your hands Have a wonderful time
Celebrate, oh celebrate Everybody, let's celebrate Celebrate, oh celebrate 'Cause the world is a beautiful place 'Cause the world is a beautiful place 'Cause the world is a beautiful place
My baby love me so He really lets me know He's mine, a'really mine
He's mine, he's mine, he's mine Really mine
My baby love me so He really lets me know He's mine, a'really mine
When he pets me He's sweet and gentle It just gets me Honest and truly, I'm sentimental
He's mine, he's mine, he's mine Really mine
My baby love me so He really lets me know He's mine, a'really mine
He's mine (yes he's really mine) He's mine (hmm, he sure is fine) He's mine (gotta be out of my mind) He's mine (oh man, is he something else) He's mine Well, he's mine
Stairway To The Stars (Adapted from: Park Avenue Fantasy - 1934) Composer(s): Mitchell Parish - Matt Malneck - Frank Signorelli Performer(s): Kay Kyser & his Orch. - 1939 and multiple other artists
There's a silver trail of moonlight leading upward to the sky And the night is like a velvet lullaby There's a heaven of blue And we'll go there, just you and I
Let's build a stairway to the stars And climb that stairway to the stars With love beside us to fill the night with a song
We'll hear the sound of violins Out yonder where the blue begins The moon will guide us as we go drifting along
Can't we sail away on a lazy daisy petal Over the rim of the hill? Can't we sail away on a little dream And settle high on the crest of a thrill?
Let's build a stairway to the stars A lovely stairway to the stars It would be heaven to climb to heaven with you
Can't we sail away on a lazy daisy petal Over the rim of the hill? Can't we sail away on a little dream And settle high on the crest of a thrill?
Let's build a stairway to the stars A lovely stairway to the stars It would be heaven to climb to heaven with you
He's Home For A Little While Composer(s): Ted Shapiro; Rob Goellner Performer(s): Doris Day & Les Brown; Duke Ellington; Anita Ellis; Dinah Shore
He's home for a little while He's mine once again No need to tell but it feels simply swell With him close to me Where he's supposed to be
He's home for a little while I've lived for his kiss, I hit the skies When he looks in my eyes And my knees grow weak with bliss He's sort of changed He's kind of different From the boy I used to know a while ago
Strange how much he says without a word And when he holds my hand I understand I'm his but for ever more He's mine, mine alone We'll have to part But he's close to my heart For the little while he's home