Retro-Songteksten: Evergreens, Classics, Old-Time Favourites, Hits Uit Onze Jeugd
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After The Ball Composer(s): Charles K. Harris Performer(s): J. Aldrich Libbey and multiple other artists
A little maiden climbed an old man's knee Begged for a story, "Do, Uncle, please" Why are you single; Why live alone? Have you no babies, have you no home?"
"I had a sweetheart, years, years ago Where she is now, pet, you soon will know List to the story, I'll tell it all I believed her faithless, after the Ball"
After the ball is over After the break of dawn After the dancer's leaving After the stars are gone Many a heart is aching If you could read them all Many the hopes that have vanished After the ball
Bright lights were flashing in the grand ballroom Softly the music, playing sweet tunes There came my sweetheart, my love, my own I wished some water, left her alone
When I returned, dear, there stood a man Kissing my sweetheart, as lovers can Down fell the glass, pet, broken that's all Just as my heart was, after the ball
After the ball is over After the break of dawn After the dancer's leaving After the stars are gone Many a heart is aching If you could read them all Many the hopes that have vanished After the ball
Long years have passed, child, I've never wed True to my lost love, though she is dead She tried to tell me, tried to explain I would not listen, pleadings were in vain
One day a letter came from that man He was her brother, the letter ran That's why I'm lonely, not home at all I broke her heart After the ball
After the ball is over After the break of dawn After the dancer's leaving After the stars are gone Many a heart is aching If you could read them all Many the hopes that have vanished After the ball
After the ball is over After the break of dawn After the dancer's leaving After the stars are gone Many a heart is aching If you could read them all Many the hopes that have vanished After the ball
What The World Needs Now Composer(s): Burt Bacharach; Hal David Performer(s): Dionne Warwick
What the world needs now What the world needs now Is love, sweet love It's the only thing That there's just too little of What the world needs now Is love, sweet love No not just for some But for everyone
Lord, we don't need Another mountain There are mountains And hillsides enough to climb There are oceans And rivers enough to cross Enough to last Till the end of time
What the world needs now Is love, sweet love It's the only thing That there's just too little of What the world needs now Is love, sweet love No, not just for some But for everyone
Lord, we don't need Another meadow There are cornfields And wheat fields enough to grow There are sunbeams And moonbeams enough to shine Oh listen, lord If you want to know
What the world needs now Is love, sweet love It's the only thing That there's just too little of What the world needs now Is love, sweet love No, not just for some But for everyone
After School Composer(s): Warren Nadel - Dick Wolf Performer(s): Teresa Brewer; Randy Starr
Yesterday I waited for you At the corner candy store The way I always do The hours passed, the gang went home I was left there all alone Waiting just for you
After school waiting for you Am I a fool to wait for you the way I do After school
I wonder if it could be true That you had found somebody new To take the place I've known Finally, it got so late I saw I was a fool to wait So I walked home alone
After school waiting for you Am I a fool to wait for you the way I do After school
Here I am just like before Waiting at the candy store The way I always do Will it be him/her, will it be me I'm wondering who it will be Walking home with you
After school waiting for you Am I a fool to wait for you the way I do After school
What The Well-Dressed Man In Harlem Will Wear Composer(s): Irving Berlin Performer(s): James Cross
There's a change in fashion that shows In those Lennox Avenue clothes Mister Dude has disappeared with his flashy tie You'll see in the Harlem Esquire What the well-dressed man will desire When he's struttin' down the street with his sweetie-pie
Sun tan Shade of green Or an olive drab color scheme That's what the well-dressed man in Harlem will wear
Dressed up In O.D.'s With a tin hat for overseas That's what the well-dressed man in Harlem will wear
Top hat, white tie and tails no more They've been put away till after the war
If you Want to know Take a look at Brown Bomber Joe That's what the well-dressed man in Harlem will wear
What The Hell Composer(s): Terry Cashman; Gene Pistilli; Tommy West Performer(s): Jim Croce & Ingrid Croce
Oh my room will always have some people You see Johnny Carson is a friend of mine And my music box will always play me something If something's what I need to ease my mind Take what you want I'll feel much better Don't hang around Till I get myself together You can leave those pieces right there where they fell Someone else will come along and pick 'em up Say what the hell
If I don't see you in the morning Guess the sun might come up anyway And without you here to love and stand beside me Guess I just might make it through the day If you should call from time to time Don't be surprised If the voice that answers ain't mine 'Cause you left the pieces right there where they fell Someone else just came along and picked 'em up Say what the hell
If you should call from time to time Don't be surprised If the voice that answers ain't mine 'Cause you left those pieces right there where they fell Someone else just came along and picked 'em up Say what the hell
If she don't love me come tomorrow If you can't get what you want, want what you got And I won't be drugged with words like joy and sorrow I won't feel one way or the other Like as not I'll soon forget you Leave my life Guess you thought I'd never let you 'Cause you left those pieces right there where they fell Someone else just came along and picked 'em up Say what the hell
After Midnight ((French Version: Après Minuit (by Eddy Mitchell) - 1978)) Composer(s): J.J. Cale First release by: Eric Clapton - 1970 Covered by multiple other artists
After midnight, we're gonna let it all hang down After midnight, we're gonna chug-a-lug and shout We're gonna stimulate some action We're gonna get some satisfaction We're gonna find out what it is all about After midnight, we're gonna let it all hang down
After midnight, we're gonna shake your tambourine After midnight, it's all gonna be peaches and cream We're gonna cause talk and suspicion We're gonna give an exhibition We're gonna find out what it is all about After midnight, we're gonna let it all hang down
After midnight, we're gonna let it all hang down
After midnight, we're gonna shake your tambourine After midnight, it's all gonna be peaches and cream We're gonna cause talk and suspicion We're gonna give an exhibition We're gonna find out what it is all about After midnight, we're gonna let it all hang down
After midnight, we're gonna let it all hang down After midnight, we're gonna let it all hang down After midnight, we're gonna let it all hang down After midnight, we're gonna let it all hang down
What Part Of No Composer(s): Wayne Perry; Gerald Smith Performer(s): Lorrie Morgan; and various other artists
Sir if you don't mind, I'd rather be alone From the moment I walked in tonight, you've been comin' on If I told you once, I told you twice, I'm just here to unwind I'm not interested in romance or what you have in mind
What part of no don't you understand I'll put it plain and simple, I'm not into one night stands I'll be glad to explain it, if it's too hard to comprehend What part of no don't you understand
I appreciate the drink and the rose was nice of you I don't mean to be so bleak, I don't think I'm gettin' through I don't need no company and I don't want to dance What part of no don't you understand
What part of no don't you understand I'll put it plain and simple, I'm not into one night stands I'll be glad to explain it, if it's too hard to comprehend What part of NO don't you understand
I appreciate the drink and the rose was nice of you I don't mean to be so bleak, I don't think I'm gettin' through I don't need no company and I don't want to dance What part of no don't you understand
After Loving You ((Danish Version: Efter Jeg Har Elsket Dig (by Gustav Winckler) - 1977)) Composer(s): Eddie Miller - Johnny Lantz First release by: Joe Henderson - 1962 Covered by multiple other artists
But now after loving you what else is there to do For honey, all the rest is just gonna have to be second best I know I'll go through life comparing her to you That's 'cause I'm no good I'm no good to anyone after loving you Your precious love cannot be erased by just another woman with a pretty face And your memory you know it will remain for it cannot be erased Other loves may come along they can't live up to you That's 'cause I'm no good I'm no good to anyone after loving you Your precious love cannot be erased by just another woman with a pretty face And your memory you know it will remain for it cannot be erased Other loves may come along they can't live up to you That's 'cause I'm no good I'm no good to anyone after loving you I said I'm no good I'm no good to anyone after loving you I said I'm no good I'm no good, I'm no good to anyone To anyone, to anyone to anyone after loving you That's 'cause I'm no good I'm no good to anyone after loving you
What Now, My Love?
((Adapted from: Et Maintenant (French Version) (Gilbert Bécaud) - 1961))
Composer(s): Gilbert Bécaud - Pierre Delanoë - Carl Sigman
Performer(s): Shirley Bassey with Nelson Riddle and His Orch. - 1962
and multiple other artists
Versions In Other Languages:
1961 - Che Mai Farò (Milva)
1963 - Endnu En Dag (Poul Bundgaard)
1965 - Er Rest Mij Niets (Corry Brokken)
1965 - Et Maintenant (Spanish Version) (Raphael)
1979 - Hva' Nu, Min Ven? (Peter Belli)
1981 - Wat Moet Ik Doen (Will Tura)
What now my love Now that you left me How can I live through another day Watching my dreams turn into ashes And all my hopes into bits of clay Once I could see, once I could feel Now I am numb I've become unreal
I walk the night, oh, without a goal Stripped of my heart, my soul What now my love Now that it's over I feel the world closing in on me Here come the stars Tumbling around me And there's the sky where the sea should be
What now my love Now that you're gone I'd be a fool to go on and on No one would care, no one would cry If I should live or die
What now my love Now there is nothing Only my last goodbye Only my last goodbye
After Loving You ((French, Italian, & Spanish Vesions: De T'avoir Aimée (Charles Aznavour); Del Mio Amare Te (Charles Aznavour); De Quererte Así (Charles Aznavour)) Composer(s): Charles Aznavour - Kaye Performer(s): Charles Aznavour
Now that I have known love as sweet as yours Love so very deep and complete as yours Hunger for your lips, pains of jealousy After loving you, what is left for me
Head and heart and soul, overpowered by love I forget that there was a God above Tortured by the things that I couldn't see After loving you, what is left for me
Leave me and my voice would become so still And my touch would be winter's icy chill Leave me and my eyes would be full of rain And the need of you surging through and through Would drive me insane
Loving you so much that it tears my heart That would hurt me less than to be apart So it will remain till eternity There's no other world that is worth passing through After holding you After kissing you After loving you
What More Can I Give? Spanish Title: Todo Para Ti Composer(s): Michael Jackson Performer(s): Michael Jackson; and various other artists
How many people would have to die before we understand How many children have to cry, before we do all we can? If sending your love is all you can give That we all live
How many times can we turn our heads And pretend we cannot see Healing the wounds of our broken earth We are one global family Just sending your preying Is something you will feel Helping one heal
Chorus What have I got that I can give? What have I got that I can give? To love and to teach you To hold and to need you What more can I give?
Now let's rather lay down our fears And reach out and make a pact Show him the love that is in our hearts Let us bring salvation back Just sending your love Has the power to heal So let's all give
Chorus What have I got that I can give? What have I got that I can give? To love and to teach you To hold and to need you What more can I give?
Chorus Say the words I will lay me down for you Call my name I am your friend Why do they keep teaching us Such hate and cruelty We should give over and over again Over and Over again
(Repeat chorus 3 times)
Don't do it Don't drop the ball
What have I got that I can give? What have I got that I can give? To love and to conceal you To hold and to need you What more can I give?
What have I got that I can give? What have I got that I can give? To love and to conceal you To hold and to need you What more can I give?
After Losing You Composer(s): Vic McAlpin Performer(s): The Browns; Eddy Arnold
All the places we used to go all the things we used to do All these things are in the past now after losing you Now my life's just one big heartache and my world is turning blue I've gotta hurt I can't get over after losing you I go to the places we used to go just hopin' to get a glimpse of you And everytime I see you with your new love it hurts me and breaks my heart in two I thought no one could come between us for you said you loved me true You've put me down I went to pieces after losing you I thought no one could come...
What Matters Most Composer(s): Alan Bergman; Marilyn Bergman; Dave Grusin Performer(s): John Barr; and various other artists
It's not how long we held each other's hands What matter is how well we loved each other It's not how far we've travelled on our way But what we found to say It's not the spring we see But all the shades of green It's not how long I held you in my arms What matter is how sweet the years together It's not how many summertimes We have to give to give to fall The early morning smiles We cheerfully recall What matters most is that we loved at all It's not how many summertimes We have to give to give to fall The early morning smiles We cheerfully recall What matters most is that we loved at all What matters most is that we loved at all...
After I Say I'm Sorry Composer(s): Abe Lyman - Walter Donaldson Performer(s): Frank Sinatra and multiple other artists
What can I do to prove it to you that I'm sorry I didn't mean to ever be mean to you If I didn't care I wouldn't feel like I do I was so wrong, right or wrong I don't blame you Why should I take somebody like you and shame you I know that I made you cry and I'm so sorry dear So what can I say dear after I say I'm sorry Baby I'm so, I'm sorry Got to prove that I'm so sorry I made you cry and I'm so sorry dear What can I say dear, what can I do What can I say, what can I do after I say I'm sorry
What Makes A Man
((Adapted from: Comme Ils Disent (Charles Aznavour) - 1972))
Composer(s): Charles Aznavour - Bradford Craig
Performer(s): Charles Aznavour - 1972
Versions In Other Languages:
1972 - Wie Sie Sagen (Charles Aznavour)
1972 - Quello Che Si Dice (Charles Aznavour)
1996 - Como Dicen (Charles Aznavour)
My mum and I we live alone A great apartment is our home In Fairhome Towers I have to keep me company Two dogs, a cat, a parakeet Some plants and flowers I help my mother with the chores I wash, she dries, I do the floors We work together I shop and cook and sow a bit Though mum does too I must admit I do it better At night I work in a strange bar Impersonating every star I'm quite deceiving The customers come in with doubt And wonder what I'm all about But leave believing I do a very special show Where I am nude from head to toe After stripteasing Each night the men look so surprised I change my sex before their eyes Tell me if you can What makes a man a man
At 3 o'clock or so I meet With friends to have a bite to eat And conversation We love to empty out our hearts With every subject from the arts To liberation We love to pull apart someone And spread some gossip just for fun Or start a rumour We let our hair down, so to speak And mock ourselves with tongue-in-cheek And inside humour So many times we have to pay For having fun and being gay It's not amusing There's always those that spoil our games By finding fault and calling names Always accusing They draw attention to themselves At the expense of someone else It's so confusing Yet they make fun of how I talk And imitate the way I walk Tell me if you can What makes a man a man
My masquerade comes to an end And I go home to bed again Alone and friendless I close my eyes, I think of him I fantasise what might have been My dreams are endless We love each other but it seems The love is only in my dreams It's so one sided But in this life I must confess The search for love and hapiness Is unrequited I ask myself what I have got Of what I am and what I'm not What have I given The answers come from those who make The rules that some of us must break Just to keep living I know my life is not a crime I'm just a victim of my time I stand defenceless Nobody has the right to be The judge of what is right for me Tell me if you can What make a man a man
Tell me if you can Tell me if you can Tell me if you can What makes a man a man
After Hours Composer(s): Lou Reed First release by: The Velvet Underground - 1969 Covered by multiple other artists
One, two, three If you close the door The night could last forever Leave the sunshine out And say hello to never
All the people are dancing And theyre having such fun I wish it could happen to me
But if you close the door Id never have to see the day again
If you close the door The night could last forever Leave the wine-glass out And drink a toast to never
Oh, someday I know Someone will look into my eyes And say hello Youre my very special one
But if you close the door Id never have to see the day again
Dark party bars, shiny cadillac cars And the people on subways and trains Looking gray in the rain, as they stand disarrayed Oh, but people look well in the dark
And if you close the door The night could last forever Leave the sunshine out And say hello to never
All the people are dancing And theyre having such fun I wish it could happen to me
'Cause if you close the door Id never have to see the day again Id never have to see the day again, once more Id never have to see the day again
What Kind Of People Are They? Composer(s): John Entwistle Performer(s): John Entwistle
When you're hungry and your stomach's feeling thin You find the nearest restaurant and walk right in Says the waiter with a sigh You're not dressed without a tie And you bite your lips to keep the swear words in
What kind of people are they? What kind of people are they? They've only got their jobs to do That's why they've got it in for you -- you
Have you ever sat behind a traffic jam When you'd get there quicker if you walked or ran When you finally get out At the front of it no doubt You'll find a policeman causing chaos with his hand
What kind of people are they? What kind of people are they? They've only got their jobs to do That's why they've got it in for you -- you
When you park your car in some deserted street Give the parking meter sixpences to eat When the money's been digested You'll find that you just invested In the profits of a traffic warden's beat
After Halloween Composer(s): Sandy Denny Performer(s): Fairport Convention; Sandy Denny
Red and gold, and Halloween have passed us by The charcoal branches lean against the rosy sky You are so far away, yet I could touch you if I may But don't you worry now, I'm only dreaming anyway
You may be lonely, you may be just on your own You could be anywhere, someplace that I have known But who am I and do we really live these days at all? And are they simply feelings we have loved and do recall?
Oh the sea has made me cry But I love her, too, so maybe I love you
For tears are only made of salt and water And across the waves the sound of laughter October it has gone and left me with a song That I will sing to you although the moment may be wrong
Could it be the sea's as real as you and I? I often wonder why I always have to say I'm only dreaming anyway
Could it be the sea's as real as you and I? I often wonder why I always have to say I'm only dreaming anyway
What Kind Of Man Would I Be? Composer(s): Bobby Caldwell; Chas Sandford; Jason Scheff Performer(s): Chicago
Girl, well, it's been one of those days again And it seems like the harder I try Over and over, I'm right back where I began But you understand Oh, girl, when nothing else in this world goes right Oh, I just want to run to you You pull me through Oh, baby, who wouldn't wanna have you in their lives?
Tell me, what kind of man would I be? Living a life without any meaning And I know you could surely survive without me But if I have to live without you Tell me, what kind of man would I be?
Times when it was pointless for me to try I was more than a desperate man What seemed like forever Was gone with one touch of your hand Oh, girl, if I could count all the sleepless nights When you were there for me A broken chain
Woh, baby, Once I had found you there was no letting go
Tell me, what kind of man would I be? Living a life without any meaning And I know you could surely survive without me But if I have to live without you Tell me, what kind of man would I be?
Tell me, what kind of man would I be? Living a life without any meaning And I know you could surely survive without me But if I have to live without you Tell me, what kind of man would I be?
What kind of man would I be? Living a life without any meaning And I know you could surely survive without me But if I have to live without you Tell me, what kind of man Tell me, what kind of man Tell me, what kind of man would I be? (What kind of man would I be?) Tell me, what kind of man would I be? (What kind of man would I be?)