Retro-Songteksten: Evergreens, Classics, Old-Time Favourites, Hits Uit Onze Jeugd
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Nomads In The Night Composer(s): Vytautas Dikevicius - Jeronimas Milius First performance by: Jeronimas Milius - 2008
Through passing days, I close my eyes and feel silk burning me Your skin, those gorgeous lips I've kissed so long ago Tonight I'll try to rip out this aching heart, it's filled with you It's filled with lonely pain obey
Moon, I follow you in darkness It seems we're nomads in the night Your cold turns me into the heartless Until the sunrise burning light brings down her sky blue shining eyes
This hollow day, like days before I walk through thousand smiles And try to find the look that heals all wounds inside But still I'm here at the world's edge falling like stone to you Shining so high, alone like me
Moon, I follow you in darkness It seems we're nomads in the night Your cold turns me into the heartless Until the sunrise burning light
Seems we're nomads in the night Your cold turns me into the heartless Until the sunrise burning light brings down her sky blue shining eyes
Honey Boy Composer(s): Brian Holland; Lamont Dozier; Eddie Holland Performer(s): Mary Wells; The Supremes
Chorus (x2): He's my Honey Boy, my ever-lovin' Honey Boy Mmm hmm hmm mmm, mmm hmm hmm mmm
Sweet kisses are his claim to fame In my heart he'll always remain True fine lovin' is his game Honey Boy is his name He's sugar, he's spice, he's everything that's nice
(chorus)
I'd never have another love this time Than all the gold in the Fort Knox mine My whole life he'll inspire Loving him is my desire Always near when I need him most That's why I just love to boast
(chorus)
If you see me in my prettiest dress Then for him I look my best Nobody can take his love from me Because he has lasting loyalty He's sugar, he's spice, he's everything that's nice
Stilla Och Tyst Composer(s): Owe Törnqvist Performer(s): Ingvar Wixell
Stilla och tyst som nu vid blånande hav stilla och tyst som nu din kärlek du gav mej Kärlekens röda ros svindlande skön dej fann jag svalka hos där ute på ön
Solen stack ner sin brand havet drack ur dess blod guldröda fiskar sam djupt in i nattens flod Stilla och tyst som nu vid blånande hav stilla och tyst som nu din kärlek du gav
Honey Bee Composer(s): Stevie Ray Vaughn Performer(s): Stevie Ray Vaughn; and various other artists
Like a queen bees honey you as sweet as can be I am the king baby buzz with me Come into your house and into your life Tell me little baby that youll buzz me all the time
Because the way we kiss just cant miss Dont make me wait to feel you want to race Each and every time that we get a chance Come on little baby lets make some romance
Yah you really move me baby when you move your hips Shake it all around and take me by my bone Want you all the time just because You know you really have given me a buzz
Irelande Douze Points Composer(s): Darren Smith - Simon Fine - Dustin the Turkey First performance by: Dustin the Turkey - 2008
Oh, I come from a nation What knows how to write a song Oh Europe, where oh where did it all go wrong? Come on!
Irlande douze points
Drag acts and bad acts and Terry Wogan's wig Mad acts and sad acts, it was Johnny Logan's gig
Shake your feathers and bop your beak Shake 'em to the west and to the east Wave Euro hands and Euro feet Wave 'em in the air to the turkey beat
Irlande douze points Irlande douze points Irlande douze points To the funky beat Come on
G-O-B gobble B-L-E, yeah...
Hello ABBA, hello Bono, hello Helsinki Hola Prague, hello sailor, c'est la vie Auf Wiedersehen, Mamma Mia and God Save the Queen Bonjour Serbia, g'day Austria You know what I mean
Shake your feathers and bop your beak Shake 'em to the west and to the east Wave Euro hands and Euro feet Wave 'em in the air to the funky beat
Shake your feathers and bop your beak Shake 'em to the west and to the east Wave Euro hands and Euro feet Wave 'em in the air to the turkey beat
Irlande douze points Irlande douze points Irlande douze points Aha
Irlande douze points Irlande douze points Irlande douze points To the funky beat Come on
Give us another chance, we're sorry for Riverdance Sure Flatley, he's a Yank And the Danube flows through France Block vote, shock vote Give us your twelve today You're all invited to Dublin, Ireland And we'll party the Shamrock way
Irlande douze points Irlande douze points Irlande douze points Irlande douze points Irlande douze points Irlande douze points Irlande douze points to the funky beat Come on
Irlande douze points, Irlande douze points
Eastern Europe, we love you Do you like Irish stew? Or goulash, as it is to you (Irlande douze points, Irlande douze points)
Yes, it's Bulgaria, we love you Belarus, Georgia, Montenegro Moldovia, Albania, Croatia Poland, Russia, Ukraine, Macedonia Don't forget Turkey Hungary, Estonia, Slovakia Armenia, Bosnia-Herzegova And don't forget the Swiss cheese!
Honey
Composer(s): Bobby Russell
First release by: Bob Shane - 1968
Covered by multiple other artists
Titles In Other Languages:
1968 - Tous Les Arbres Sont En Fleurs
1968 - Amore Mi Manchi
1968 - Kære
2003 - Mijn Liefste Ik Mis Je
See the tree, how big it´s grown, but friend, then it hasn´t been too long, it wasn´t big
I laughed at her and she got mad, the first day that she planted it was just a twig
Then the first snow came and she ran out to brush the snow away, so it wouldn´t die
Came runnin´ in all excited, slipped and almost hurt herself, I laughed 'till I cried
She was always young at heart, kinda dumb and kinda smart and I loved her so
I surprised her with a puppy, kept me up all Christmas Eve, two years ago
And it would sure embarrass her when I came home from working late ´cause I would know
That she´d been sittin´ there and cryin´ over some sad and silly late, late show
And honey, I miss you and I´m bein´ good
And I´d love to be with you, if only I could
She wrecked the car and she was sad, and so afraid that I´d be mad, but what the heck
Though I pretended hard to be, guess you could say she saw through me and hugged my neck
I came home unexpectedly and found her crying needlessly in the middle of a day
And it was in the early Spring, when flowers bloom and Robins sing, she went away
And honey, I miss you and I´m bein´ good
And I´d love to be with you, if only I could
Yes, one day, while I wasn't home, while she was there and all alone, the angels came
Now all I have is memories of Honey, and I wake up nights and call her name
Now my life´s an empty stage, where Honey lived, and Honey played, and love grew up
A small cloud passes overhead and cries down in the flower bed that Honey loved
And see the tree, how big it´s grown
But friend, it hasn´t been too long, it wasn´t big
I laughed at her and she got mad, the first day that she planted it was just a twig ...
Still Water (Love) Composer(s): Smokey Robinson - Frank Wilson Performer(s): The Four Tops
Walk with me Take my hand
Ooooh, oooh oooh Ooohh, oooh oooh
(Still water) (Still water)
Never you mind if I Don't tell strangers passing by If I don't brag If I don't brag or boast Click my glass and say a toast About my love for you How it runs so deep and true And yet it's so 'Cause don't you know, ohh
Still waters run deep Still waters run deep Still waters run deep Still waters run deep Ooooh
Walk with me Take my hand Still water Still water (Walk with me, take my hand) Whoa, whoa, whoa now Still waters run deep Hey, hey, hey, hey Whoa, whoa, whoa now Still waters run deep ...
Honesty Composer(s): Billy Joel Performer(s): Billy Joel
If you search for tenderness it isn't hard to find You can have the love you need to live But if you look for truthfulness You might just as well be blind It always seems to be so hard to give
Honesty is such a lonely word Everyone is so untrue Honesty is hardly ever heard And mostly what I need from you
I can always find someone to say they sympathize If I wear my heart out on my sleeve But I don't want some pretty face to tell me party lies All I want is someone to believe
Honesty is such a lonely word Everyone is so untrue Honesty is hardly ever heard And mostly what I need from you
I can find a lover I can find a friend I can have security until the bitter end Anyone can comfort me with promises again I know, I know
When I'm deep inside of me don't be too concerned I won't as for nothin' while I'm gone But when I want sincerity tell me where else can I turn Because you're the one I depend upon
Honesty is such a lonely word Everyone is so untrue Honesty is hardly ever heard And mostly what I need from you
Have Some Fun Composer(s): Stano imor - Gordon Pogoda First performance by: Tereza Kerndlová - 2008
(We're gathered here today)
Sometimes we open a door to hope Then baby we're hopin' the door won't close We look all around, our future is standing there Can't you see you're my future?
We really get along Just like the sun goes with the sunshine Like a grape goes with a grapevine But you think in a blink that I'll be bad to you
If you wanna have some fun, don't run Don't walk away when I'm your summer sun If you wanna know real love and have some fun Hmm... then baby don't run
I know your history makes you shy Oh baby, it's no mystery why you fly I'm not like the girls, the girls who just come and go And with me you won't go solo
We really get along Just like the stars go with the starshine Like a ring goes with a bell chime But you say I won't stay, you think I'll pull away
If you wanna have some fun, don't run Don't turn away from me when I am the one I'm the one who shakes your clouds away Whenever rainy days make you insane
If you wanna have some fun, don't run Don't walk away when I'm your summer sun If you wanna know real love and have some fun Hmm... then baby don't run
I'll even walk you to the moon Walk down the beach all afternoon I just wanna be your friend for fun, fun, fun
If you wanna have some fun, don't run Don't walk away when I'm your summer sun I'm the one who shakes your clouds away Whenever rainy days make you insane
If you wanna have some fun, don't run Don't walk away when I'm your summer sun If you wanna know real love and have some fun Hmm....then baby don't run
Honest Lullaby Composer(s): Joan Baez Performer(s): Joan Baez
Early early in the game I taught myself to sing and play And use a little trickery On kids who never favored me Those were years of crinoline slips And cotton skirts and swinging hips And dangerously painted lips And stars of stage and screen Pedal pushers, ankle socks Padded bras and campus jocks Who hid their vernal equinox In pairs of faded jeans And slept at home resentfully Coveting their dreams
And often have I wondered How the years and I survived I had a mother who sang to me An honest lullaby
Yellow, brown, and black and white Our Father bless us all tonight I bowed my head at the football games And closed the prayer in Jesus' name Lusting after football heroes tough Pachuco, little Neroes Forfeiting my A's for zeroes Futures unforeseen Spending all my energy In keeping my virginity And living in a fantasy In love with Jimmy Dean If you will be my king, Jimmy, Jimmy I will be your queen
And often have I wondered How the years and I survived I had a mother who sang to me An honest lullaby
I travelled all around the world And knew more than the other girls Of foreign languages and schools Paris, Rome and Istanbul But those things never worked for me The town was much too small you see And people have a way of being Even smaller yet But all the same though life is hard And no one promised me a garden Of roses, so I did okay I took what I could get And did the things that I might do For those less fortunate
And often have I wondered How the years and I survived I had a mother who sang to me An honest lullaby
Now look at you, you must be growing A quarter of an inch a day You've already lived near half the years You'll be when you go away With your teddy bears and alligators Enterprise communicators All the tiny aviators head into the sky And while the others play with you I hope to find a way with you And sometimes spend a day with you I'll catch you as you fly Or if I'm worth a mother's salt I'll wave as you go by
And if you should ever wonder How the years and you'll survive Honey, you've got a mother who sings to you Dances on the strings for you Opens her heart and brings to you An honest lullaby
Still The Same (French Version: Toujours Le Même - 1981) Composer(s): Bob Seger First release by: Bob Seger & the Silver Bullet Band - 1978
You always won, everytime you placed a bet You're still damn good, no one's gotten to you yet Everytime they were sure they had you caught You were quicker than they thought You'd just turn your back and walk You always said, the cards would never do you wrong The trick you said was never piay the game too long A gambler's share, the only risk that you would take The only loss you could forsake The only bluff you couldn't fake
And you're still the same I caught up with you yesterday Moving game to game No one standing in your way Turning on the charm Long enough to get you by You're still the same You still aim high
There you stood, everybody watched you play I just turned and walked away I had nothing left to say
'Cause you're still the same You're still the same Moving game to game Some thlngs never change You're still the same
Homme Tout Petit Composer(s): Jean-Michel Rivat; Frank Thomas Performer(s): France Gall
Je suis la femme de Pablo de Rossignol Celui qui chante sur ton balcon Qui va qui vient qui vole Dans ta maison il faisait bon je suis venue Si je t'ai aimé 20 minutes n'en demande pas plus Ne me retiens pas ici
Homme tout petit ton cur je l'ai pris Pourtant j'aime mieux siffler sur les cerisiers Et homme tout petit un air de violon Chante mes quatre saisons et voilà ma vie
Je suis la femme de Pablo de Rossignol Et toi tu as quatre maisons un âne une carriole Tu voudrais m'enfermer et me garder pour toi À courir après les richesses as-tu beaucoup de joie Que fais-tu donc de la vie
Homme tout petit ton cur je l'ai pris Pourtant j'aime mieux siffler sur les cerisiers Et homme tout petit un air de violon Chante mes quatre saisons et voilà ma vie
Homme tout petit ton cur je l'ai pris Pourtant j'aime mieux siffler sur les cerisiers Et homme tout petit un air de violon Chante mes quatre saisons et voilà ma vie
Je voudrais rendre hommage à ceux qui m'ont fait vivre En rallumant l'espoir un jour à l'horizon Leur dédier à chacun mon âme comme un livre Et leur offrir à tous un vers à ma façon Celui qui m'a ouvert le plus grand de ses vins Pour y noyer ma peine Celui qui m'a cité les philosophes indiens Dont l'âme était sereine
Celui qui sans jamais prononcer le mot Dieu M'a fait croire en les hommes Les deux qui m'ont appris à vivre plus heureux Par l'amour que l'on donne
Celle qui m'a dit un jour que son amour pour moi Serait toujours le même Toi qui redessinais les lignes de ma main Pour y glisser la tienne
Celui qui m'enseignait dans ma propre musique A trouver l'harmonie Celle qui m'a porté par delà ses blessures
Au sommet de ma vie Celui qui m'a fait croire aux plus fous de mes rêves En y rêvant aussi Ont éclairé ma route en apaisant mes doutes Et m'ont rendu la vie
Et si j'ai pu franchir les murs de mon silence C'est grâce à tous les gens qui m'ont ouvert le cur Et fait la courte échelle au sortir de l'enfance Pour m'aider à grandir en force et en bonheur
Et c'est en remontant les douloureux méandres En revoyant parfois le chemin parcouru Que j'ai pu mesurer ce qu'il reste à apprendre Effacer les tristesses et tout le temps perdu
Je voulais rendre hommage à ceux qui m'ont fait vivre En rallumant l'espoir un jour dans ma maison Leur dédier à chacun mon âme comme un livre Et leur offrir à tous un vers à ma façon
Hommage Au Passant D'un Soir Composer(s): Yves Duteil Performer(s): Yves Duteil
Quand je jouais de la guitare Par plaisir ou par désespoir Rue Dufour et Rue Vaugirard J'arrêtais vers onze heures du soir Je fouillais mes carnets d'adresses Pour trouver deux sous de tendresse Des amours que le petit jour emportait sans cesse J'ignorais ce qu'était ma vie J'ignorais, mais j'avais envie De chanter pour être moins triste et moins seul aussi Puis un soir, pour m'encourager Un passant, surgi du passé M'avait dit des mots qui depuis ne m'ont plus quitté
Quand je jouais de la guitare Avenue de l'Observatoire J'ignorais que dans ton regard Le bonheur était provisoire J'écrivais des chansons d'amour Et chacun s'asseyait autour Des sourires étaient ma récompense et tu souris toujours J'ignorais ce qu'était ta vie J'ignorais, mais j'avais envie De chanter pour que tout soit bien quand le ciel est gris Tout autour dans nos univers Le printemps virait à l'hiver Et les jours du calendrier passaient à l'envers
Puis j'ai joué de la guitare Sur ton cur et loin des regards Tout le reste était dérisoire Le présent perdait la mémoire Je vivais mes chansons d'amour J'avais peur de te perdre un jour Et j'aimais les bruits de l'école en bas dans ta cour J'ignorais si c'était ma vie J'ignorais, mais j'avais envie De continuer mon chemin vers le paradis Je respirais tout doucement J'avais peur d'éveiller le temps Qui dormait dans nos souvenirs, et j'étais content
J'ignorais si c'était ma vie J'ignorais, mais j'avais envie De continuer mon chemin vers le paradis Je respirais tout doucement J'avais peur d'éveiller ce temps Qui dormait dans nos souvenirs, et j'étais content Je rêvais de m'en souvenir depuis si longtemps
Quand je jouais de la guitare Pour te plaire ou pour t'émouvoir En hommage au passant d'un soir J'écrivais pour l'amour de l'art J'ignorais que c'était ma vie J'ignorais, mais j'avais envie De chanter pour que tu sois fière de m'avoir choisi
Still The One Composer(s): Johanna Hall - John Hall First release by: Orleans - 1976
We've been together since way back when Sometimes I never want to see you again But I want you to know, after all these years You're still the one I want whisperin' in my ear
You're still the one I want to talk to in bed Still the one that turns my head We're still having fun, and you're still the one
I looked at your face every day But I never saw it 'til I went away When winter came, I just wanted to go Deep in the desert, I longed for the snow
You're still the one that makes me laugh Still the one that's my better half We're still having fun, and you're still the one
You're still the one that makes me strong Still the one I want to take along We're still having fun, and you're still the one
Changing, our love is going gold Even though we grow old, it grows new
You're still the one that I love to touch Still the one and I can't get enough We're still having fun, and you're still the one
You're still the one who can scratch my itch Still the one and I wouldn't switch We're still having fun, and you're still the one
You are still the one that makes me shout Still the one that I dream about We're still having fun, and you're still the one...
Hominy Grits Composer(s): Smiley Burnette Performer(s): Merle Travis; and various other artists
Oh give me some hominy grits And some red sugar-cured ham Give me a great big bowl of gravy I'd be such a happy man If I could see the magnolias and azaleas in bloom Let me up to the table and give me lots of elbow room
Then pass me that mammy fried okie And some good old black eyed peas Give me a hay rack full of biscuits Make my coffee black if you please If you feed me out of Dixie in a style so grand You'll have yourself a happy man Sorghum molasses You'll have yourself a happy man
Now give me some of the hominy grits boy Or shut my mouth with a great big slab of that sugar-cured ham And about a half a gallon of this old thickened gravy And brother you're gonna have yourself a mighty happy man Well it seems like when you eat stuff like that You can see the magnolias on them honeysuckles Well you knows that they're in bloom Oh set me down to that table, boy, scoot over And give me lots of elbow room
Then pass me that mammy-fried okie And some good old black eyed peas Give me a hayrack full of hot biscuits And make my coffee black if you please If you feed me out of Dixie in a style oh so grand You'll have yourself a happy man Sorghum molasses You'll have yourself a happy man
