Retro-Songteksten: Evergreens, Classics, Old-Time Favourites, Hits Uit Onze Jeugd
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À Qui? Composer(s): Jimmie Crane - Al Jacobs Performer(s): Dalida
À, à qui? Sourire encore si tu t'en vas À qui? À qui encore tendre les bras Loin de toi c'est l'ennui Prés de toi c'est la vie Je sais que tu es malheureux Notre amour est encore dans tes yeux
À, à qui? Parler d'amour en m'éveillant À qui? Dire des mots doux en l'embrassant Tu sais Que tu me fais mal En me laissant si seule comme ca Reste encore là Oh ne t'en va pas
À, à, à qui? Faire don encore de ma tendresse À qui? À qui raconter mes tristesses À qui dire je t'aime À qui raconter mes peines Dis-moi à qui? Si ce n'est pas à toi
A Question Of Honour Composer(s): Frank Peterson Performer(s): Sarah Brightman; Weltiga
Ebbene? ... N'andr lontana Come va l'eco della pia camana L, fra la neve bianca L, fra le nubi d'or L, dov' la speranza, la speranza Il rimpianto, il rimpianto, e il dolor! Well? I will go far As the echo of the devout bell goes Here, between the snow white woman Here, between clouds of or Here, dov' it is the hope, the hope The regret, the regret, and the dolor!
Ebbene? ... N'andr lontana L, dov' la speranza, la speranza Il rimpianto Sola e lontana! Well? N' I will go far Here, dov' it is the hope, the hope The regret Single and far!
Two men collide When two men collide, when two men collide It's a question of honour Two men collide When two men collide, when two men collide It's a question of honour Two men collide When two men collide, when two men collide
If you win or you lose, it's a question of honour And the way that you choose, it's a question of honour
I can't tell what's wrong or right If black is white or day is night But I know when two men collide It's a question of honour
If you win or you lose, it's a question of honour And the way that you choose, it's a question of honour If you win or you lose, it's a question of honour And the way that you choose, it's a question of honour
I can't tell what's wrong or right If black is white or day is night I know when two men collide It's a question of honour
Ebbene? ... N'andr lontana Come l'eco della pia campana L, fra la neve bianca L, fra le nubi d'or N'andr, n'andr sola e lontana! E fra le nubi d'or! Well? N' I will go far Like the echo of the devout bell Here, between the snow white woman Here, between clouds of or N' I will go, n' I will go single and far! And between clouds of or!
Hurt So Bad Composer(s): Teddy Randazzo; Bobby Wilding; Bobby Hart Performer(s): Linda Ronstadt
I know you Don't know what I'm going through Standing here looking at you
Well let me tell you that it hurts so bad It makes me feel so sad It makes me hurt so bad to see you again
Like needles and pins People say "you've been making out okay He's in love don't stand in his way"
Well let me tell you that it hurts so bad It makes me feel so sad It's gonna hurt so bad if you walk away Click here to listen Why don't you stay and let me make it up to you I'll do anything you want me to You loved me before please love me again I can't let you go back to her Please don't go Please don't go
Please don't go Please don't go Hurt so bad Come back it hurts so bad Don't make it hurt so bad I'm begging you please
Oooooh oh oh oh Come back it hurts so bad Come back it hurts so bad I'm begging you please Oh! No! Noooooo!
A Que No Te Vas Composer(s): Manuel Alejandro Performer(s): Raphael
A que no, a que no te vas A que no te atreves a marcharte para siempre Como juras que lo harás A que no te vas A que sigues aguantando aquí a mi lado Lo que tengas que aguantar A que no te atreves ni siquiera a abrir la puerta Por si yo no te reclamo y te tienes que marchar A que no te vas, a que no te vas A que no te vas, a que no, a que no A que no te vas A que no te vas A pesar de lo que sabes que yo hago A que no te vas Porque en realidad tu prefieres estas cartas que te he dado A quedarte sin jugar A que se te olvida en un momento lo que dices Y me besas como loca y me vuelves a besar A que no te vas, a que no te vas A que no te vas, a que no, a que no A que no, a que no te vas A que no te vas A que sigues como perro aquí a mi lado Hasta que te diga ya A que no te vas Porque vives por mi amor obsesionada Y no puedes renunciar Y aunque siga siendo como ahora y siempre he sido Como tú me has conocido porque no quiero cambiar A que no te vas, a que no te vas A que no te vas, a que no, a que no A que no te vas, a que no te vas
Hurt Me So Bad Composer(s): Billy Lawrie; Lulu; David Tyson Performer(s): Lulu
You hurt me so bad I was building a palace in my mind just for you and me I made you the centre of my world though you couldn't see I thought we'd walk together The road would run forever I can follow no further till I get commitment from you Whatchya gonna do? Oh baby What kind of answer is maybe? Oh, oh-oh-oh You hurt me so bad Oh baby Thought you were the last train to safety Oh, oh-oh-oh You hurt me so bad In this world of indifference I expected so much more from you But the more that I listen the less I believe is true I've got understanding Now my heart's commanding I can follow no further till I get an answer from you Whatchya gonna do? Oh baby...
A Purple Cow Composer(s): Fred Spielman - Paul Francis Webster Performer(s): Doris Day; Paul Weston & His Orch.
The very day the day we kissed I went to see my occulist The occulist said "I insist, it looks like love
I never thought I'd ever see a purple cow I never thought I'd hear a butter fly meouw I never thought I'd see these funny things somehow But you've got me seeing them now
I never thought I'd ever see a green giraffe I never thought I'd ever see a waltzing calf I never thought I'd see a weeping willow laugh But you've got me seeing them now
Ev'rything's hazy, upside down above Don't think I'm crazy I'm in Love, I'm in Love, I'm in Love
I never thought I'd ever see a purple cow You gotta be in love to see a purple Cow But since the day you kissed me, Baby Take a bow, 'cause you've got me seein' one now
I never thought I'd ever see a purple cow You gotta be in love to see a purple Cow But since the day you kissed me, baby Take a bow, 'cause you've got me seein' one now Better than bein' one You've got me seein' one now
Hurt Her Once For Me Composer(s): Johnny Russell; Vince Finneran Performer(s): The Wilburn Brothers
She's all hang up on you She'll do what you want her to One look at you and she walk out on me But I know all about your plan You gonna hurt her all you can So buddy hurt her once for me Lie to her like she lied to me Build her up then laugh at her like she laughed at me She put me down real low I tried not to let it show But she made sure that everyone could see I'm puttin' my money on you I know you gotta make her blue So buddy hurt her once for me
Lie to her like she lied to me Build her up then laugh at her like she laughed at me You're the only man around I know that can put her down And show her a taste of pain and misery Oh I won't be satisfied no Not until I know she's cried So buddy hurt her once for me
A Pub With No Beer ((Dutch Version: Café Zonder Bier (by Bobbejaan Schoepen)) Composer(s): Gordon Parsons Performer(s): Slim Dusty and multiple other artists
Oh it's lonesome away from your kindred and all By the campfire at night where the wild dingos call But there's nothin' so lonesome, so dull or so drear Than to stand in the bar of a pub with no beer
Now the publican's anxious for the quota to come There's a faraway look on the face of the bum The maid's gone all cranky and the cook's acting queer What a terrible place is a pub with no beer
The stockman rides up with his dry, dusty throat He breasts up to the bar, pulls a wad from his coat But the smile on his face quickly turns to a sneer When the barman says suddenly: "The pub's got no beer!"
Then in comes the swagman, all covered with flies He throws down his roll, wipes the sweat from his eyes But when he is told he says, "What's this I hear? I've trudged fifty flamin' miles to a pub with no beer!"
There's a dog on the verandah, for his master he waits But the boss is inside drinking wine with his mates He hurries for cover and he cringes in fear It's no place for a dog round a pub with no beer
Old Billy, the blacksmith, the first time in his life Has gone home cold sober to his darling wife He walks in the kitchen; she says: "You're early, Bill dear" Then he breaks down and he tells her that the pub's got no beer
So it's lonesome away from your kindred and all By the campfire at night where the wild dingos call But there's nothin' so lonesome, so dull or so drear Than to stand in the bar of a pub with no beer
Hurt Composer(s): Jimmy Crane; Al Jacobs Performer(s): Roy Hamilton; and various other artists
I'm so hurt to think that you lied to me I'm hurt way down deep inside of me You said your love was true And we'd never, ever part Now you've found someone new And it breaks my heart
I'm hurt, much more than you'll ever know Yes, Darling, I'm so hurt Because I still love you so And even though you hurt me Like nobody else could ever do I would never hurt, hurt you
Hurt Composer(s): Trent Reznor Performer(s): Johnny Cash; and various other artists
I hurt myself today To see if I still feel I focus on the pain The only thing that's real The needle tears a hole The old familiar sting Try to kill it all away But I remember everything What have I become? My sweetest friend Everyone I know Goes away in the end
You could have it all My empire of dirt I will let you down I will make you hurt
I wear my crown of shit On my liar's chair Full of broken thoughts I cannot repair Beneath the stain of time The feeling disappears You are someone else I am still right here What have I become? My sweetest friend Everyone I know Goes away in the end
You could have it all My empire of dirt I will let you down I will make you hurt
If I could start again A million miles away I would keep myself I would find a way
À Propos De Mon Père Composer(s): M. Benoit - M. Mallory Performer(s): Johnny Hallyday
Je l'ai inventé tout entier Il a fini par exister Je l'ai fabriqué comme j'ai pu Ce père que je n'ai jamais eu
J'imagine ma main d'enfant À l'abri dans la main de grand Le seul homme en qui j'aurais cru Ce père que je n'ai jamais eu
On m'a donné on m'a donné la vie Tant pis si je ne sais pas qui Je garderai la part du rêve J'en referai toute ma vie
N'en parlez pas, n'y touchez pas Vous qui ne le connaissez pas Il n'y a qu'en moi qu'il ai vécu Ce père que je n'ai jamais eu
Il est parti vers un horizon, vers l'oubli Il dort pour une longue nuit J'imaginerai tout le reste Oh! Et j'imaginerai sa vie
Il était mon premier secret Et je disais qu'il existait Et j'ai menti tant que j'ai pu Pour ce père que je n'ai pas eu Oh! Pour ce père que je n'ai pas eu Oh! Pour ce père que je n'ai pas eu
What I Want Is A Proper Cup Of Coffee Composer(s): Bert Lee - R.P. Weston Performer(s): Trout Fishing In America
A Sultan sat on his oriental mat, in his harem in downtown Persia He took a sip of coffee, just a drip, and he said to his servant Kersia "Ah, curse ya, curse ya, curse ya That's the worst cup of coffee in Persia!"
"`Cause... All I want is a proper cup of coffee, made in a proper copper coffee pot I may be off my dot, but I want a proper coffee in a proper copper pot Iron coffee pots and tin coffee pots, they are no use to me! If I can't have a proper cup of coffee in a proper copper coffee pot, I'll have a cup of tea!"
In days of old when knights and men were bold, and whiskey was much cheaper Burt Turpin rode to a coffee shop and showed his pistols to the keeper He said "Stand and deliver! Can't you see that I'm all a'quiver?"
"`Cause... All I want is a proper cup of coffee, made in a proper copper coffee pot I may be off my dot, but I want a proper coffee in a proper copper pot Iron coffee pots and tin coffee pots, they are no use to me! If I can't have a proper cup of coffee in a proper copper coffee pot, I'll have a cup of tea!"
When Bonaparte found that he was in the cart and he lost that Waterloo fight He gave his sword to Wellington, my Lord, and he said "Those British can't half fight Now you've had your Waterloo, sir, tell me what am I having with you, sir?"
"`Cause... All I want is a proper cup of coffee, made in a proper copper coffee pot I may be off my dot, but I want a proper coffee in a proper copper pot Iron coffee pots and tin coffee pots, they are no use to me! If I can't have a proper cup of coffee in a proper copper coffee pot, I'll have a cup of tea!"
Now King Solomon and his queen would carry on, so we heard in the ancient scandals He bought her lots of silver coffee pots with diamond legs and handles And said the Queen of Sheba, "I'd rather have any old tea-bag..."
"`Cause... All I want is a proper cup of coffee, made in a proper copper coffee pot I may be off my dot, but I want a proper coffee in a proper copper pot Iron coffee pots and tin coffee pots, they are no use to me! If I can't have a proper cup of coffee in a proper copper coffee pot, I'll have a cup of tea!"
"`Cause... All I want is a proper cup of coffee, made in a proper copper coffee pot I may be off my dot, but I want a proper coffee in a proper copper pot Iron coffee pots and tin coffee pots, they are no use to me! If I can't have a proper cup of coffee in a proper copper coffee pot, I'll have a cup of tea!"
"`Cause... All I want is a proper cup of coffee, made in a proper copper coffee pot I may be off my dot, but I want a proper coffee in a proper copper pot Iron coffee pots and tin coffee pots, they are no use to me! If I can't have a proper cup of coffee in a proper copper coffee pot, I'll have a cup of tea!"
Hurry Up Composer(s): Sharon Sheeley Performer(s): Ritchie Valens
Hurry up, before I get another date Hurry up, well it's gettin' awful late Well I told you when I walked you home And I told you on the telephone That I'd be here at a quarter to nine Oh little girl ain't you ever on time Nothin' bugs me baby like a-havin' to wait But it always seems to happen everytime we have a date Hurry up, well c'mon let's go Hurry up, we'll be late for the show Hurry up, oh yeah, hurry up
We got to the movie baby wouldn't you know The only seats I saw were in the very last row I there sat down and I tried to watch the show When you look at your watch, you say c'mon let's go
A Profound And Beautiful Sadness Composer(s): Derroll Adams Performer(s): Derroll Adams
A profound and beautiful sadness Was the passage of all times I hear the wind - the rain is falling Through it all I hear time calling And years go by like a silent cry
And there as a child my heart was thrilled And all the dreams that speak to me still And now my heart feels sad Memories too - so many bad A profound and beautiful sadness Was the passage of all times I hear the wind - the rain is falling Through it all I hear time calling And years go by like a silent cry
I live alone Above the station A product of... My Lord's creation And in this town of disco heat The dancing of a thousand feet
Nah Nah, Nah Nah, Nah Nah oh, oh, oh Nah Nah, Nah Nah, Nah
Nah Nah, Nah Nah, Nah Nah oh, oh, oh Nah Nah, Nah Nah, Nah
I work inside the children's city They treat me as the Lord and maker And in this town of stops and starts The beating of a thousand hearts
Nah Nah, Nah Nah, Nah Nah oh, oh, oh Nah Nah, Nah Nah, Nah
I can see Just by using my eyes I can see It's really no surprise in the park Along the pathway I can walk In a sullen way Late at night I'm walking back Funny music inside my head And when my imagination runs The shooting of a thousand guns
Nah Nah, Nah Nah, Nah Nah oh, oh, oh Nah Nah, Nah Nah, Nah
Hurricane Composer(s): Kledir Ramil; Fogaça Performer(s): Pedro Aznar
The clear waters of day shining over the wheat fields Mornings of grape and wine remembering times of peace The taste of cold at dawn, the bread warmer than the sun I think of the cold that now inhabits my heart
There is, in the eyes of the people, the same great sadness because the arms of steel stop us like dams
But what they don't know, what they will never know is that here in our land, from the mountains to the sea blows a light breeze that will become a hurricane Ah, but they don't know that one day it will be a hurricane
Friend, keep your mind alive and alert to deceit that the right time, the precise moment, will come sooner or later May your little children know that it is a long and hard journey that neither pain, wood or time can bend a wild heart
