Retro-Songteksten: Evergreens, Classics, Old-Time Favourites, Hits Uit Onze Jeugd
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Two Women Composer(s): Bob Lind Performer(s): Bob Lind
Diana says, "Man, that shirt Brings out the blue in your eyes" She tells you the things you say Are such a welcome surprise Sarah says, "Jesus Christ Do we have to hear that story again? Can't you pick up around you? I'm not your maid Is it too much to ask? Put a coaster under that glass"
Diana looks in your eyes And sees there's somebody there Sarah can only see the clothes You left on the chair Diana brushing by, her fingers Tingling your neck, triggers a memory You start reaching back for the day Sarah used to touch you that way
You twist your wedding ring And wonder whether everything You used to think was right could now be wrong But buddy, don't kid yourself If you move on to something else Diana will be Sarah before long
Sarah picks up the kids And brings in the groceries and bills She knows you and loves you anyway Like no one else ever will Diana will always call from the shadows Promising more Either way, it's not easy Every step, either road that you take You're gonna carry the choices you make
I'd Rather Be With You Composer(s): Frank Comstock; Roy Alfred Performer(s): Doris Day & male singer
Male Singer: If I could sit at a table with Grable Ride in a car with Lamarr If I could dance with a sweet chick like Garbo or Dietrich I'd rather be with you
If I could just cuddle nearer to Shearer Go on a tour with Lamour If I could show off the muscle to Rosalind Russell I'd rather be with you
It won't be Adrian who put's you in clothes You don't do Maxie Factor to powder your nose And Grauman's theatre doesn't have the prints of your toes And without the help of Zanuck you're a panic
If I could go to a parson with Garson Do just as well with Blondell If I could share a veranda with Carmen Miranda I'd rather be with you
Doris: If I could wear something lacy for Tracy Let Ray Milland hold my hand If I could sip a Bacardi with Laurel and Hardy I'd rather be with you
If I could go in a trailer with Taylor Be all alone with Tyrone If I could take all my chances with Errol's romances I'd rather be with you
You're not with RKO, but still you're OK You'll never win an Oscar for actin' some day But you've got hair that's all your own and not a toupee And you'll never need a double if there's trouble
If I could stay in a stupor with Cooper Possibly lure Vic Mature If I could fly to Sumatra with Frankie Sinatra I'd rather be with you
Male Singer: If I could go to Havana with Lana
Doris: Or not have a care for Astaire
Male Singer: If I could roll out the barrel with Madeleine Carroll I'd rather be with you
Doris: If I could just go and wander with Fonda Send me to stray Joel McCrea And if I thought I was able to get Mister Gable I'd rather be with you
Male Singer: You've got the talent that they never could scout You don't need Technicolor in case you're in doubt For you are really at your best with all the lights out And they may not give you billin' but you're drillin'
Doris: If I could do somethin' loony with Rooney Get in a brawl with Jon Hall
Male Singer: If I could say what's disturbin' to Deanna Durbin I'd rather be with you
Kids Got The Blues Composer(s): John Mayall Performer(s): John Mayall & The Bluesbreakers
There's a new generation Who could ever have guessed All across every nation And I must confess
When I was just a young lad I wished I could be playin' the blues Now it's the twenty-first century We've come a long way
Ev'ry kid's got those heroes They're learnin' to play To make a contribution Look at all kids with the blues
When you hear that click You better catch up quick Ain't that a kick We got the kids turnin' on to the blues
(Instrumental Break)
It's the same at every concert Check out the front row Parents with their children, watchin' them grow Now they're motivated, won't be long before they're playin' the blues
When you hear that click You better catch up quick Now ain't that a kick We got the kids turnin' on to the blues
(Instrumental Break)
It's a heavy situation Don't need a new drug The kids of our nation catchin' that bug All around the world I hear the sound of kids playin' the blues
When you hear that click You better catch up quick Now ain't that a kick We got the kids turnin' on to the blues
Now ain't that a kick We got the kids turnin' on to the blues Ain't that a kick We got the kids turnin' on to the blues
Two Tone Shoes ((Adapted from: Blue Suede Shoes (Carl Perkins)) Composer(s): Carl Perkins Performer(s): Homer & Jethro
One part's white, the other is tan I bought 'em down at Tom McAn Now don't you step on my two-tone shoes I'll give you a bruise if you step on my shoes
I went to a dance at the Cimarron I danced all night with my new shoes on I durn near danced myself to death The tongues in my shoes was a-pantin' for breath Now don't you step on my two-tone shoes Please don't abuse my purty two-tone shoes
I danced on the bottoms, you danced on the top Honey, this stuff has got to stop Now don't you step on my two-tone shoes You've ruined them now, you great big clumsy cow
Now honey you look so nice and neat Where did you get them great big feet When we're dancin' all alone Leave them combat boots at home Now don't you step on my two-tone shoes Can't you see your feet are killin' me
Now tell me, Alice, was it malice When you stepped upon my callus My two-tones, I wore 'em plumb full of holes The tops are shot, have mercy on my soles
I'd Rather Be With You Composer(s): George Clinton; Bootsy Collins; Gary Lee Cooper First release by: Bootsy's Rubber Band - 1976 Covered by multiple other artists
I'd rather be with you, yeah yeah, I'd rather be with you I'd rather be with you, yeah Yeah I'd rather be with you
I'd rather be with you until i'm through Oh yes I do I'd rather be with you until that day we'll fly away I just love that smiling face in the early sun If I can't have you to myself, then life's no fun
I'd rather be with you, yeah yeah, I'd rather be with you I'd rather be with you, yeah Yeah I'd rather be with you I wanna hold you hand Oh, if I can just be your man I wanna be you friend Not now and then, but until the end I just love the way you act, and that's a fact I wanna be your number one, so picture that
Maybe the next time Maybe the next time Maybe the next time Maybe the next time I'd rather be with you Yeah Yeah, I'd rather be with you
I'd rather be with you until I'm through Oh, yes I do I'd rather be with you until that day we'll fly away I just love that smiling face in the early sun If I can't have you to myself, then life's no fun
I'd rather be with you, yeah Yeah, I'd rather be with you I'd rather be with you, yeah Yeah I'd rather be with you Oh babe Well, uh, you might think i'm trying to be funny But I'm really serious this time, baby (I'd rather be with you) Even though, uh, it's a cold world, baby But you know deep down inside that I do love ya (I'd rather be with you) I know I sound strange, but I really mean it We gonna make it this time baby (I'd rather be with you) You're the only one I really love now I'm coming at you with both hands tied behind my back, baby (I'd rather be with you, yeah) You got me, I'm coming at you, get ready I'm gonna stick my love in your eye, baby (I'd rather be with you, yeah) You can see me coming baby, just coming all over you (yeah I'd rather be with you)
Kids Of The Baby Boom Composer(s): David Bellamy Performer(s): The Bellamy Brothers
Our daddys won the war and came home to our moms They gave them so much love that all us kids were born We all grew up on Mickey Mouse and hula-hoops Then we all bought BMW's and brand new pickup trucks And we watched John Kennedy die one afternoon Kids of the baby boom
It was a time of new prosperity in the USA All the fortunate offsprings never had to pay We had sympathy for the devil and the Rolling Stones Then we got a little older, we found Haggard and Jones A generation screaming for more room Kids of the baby boom
Kids of the baby boom, we had freedom, we had money Baby boom, here in the land of milk and honey Counting our chickens way too soon Kids of the baby boom
Now we all can run computers and we all can dance We all have Calvin Klein written on our underpants And at six-o'clock, like robots, we turn on the news Watch those third world countries deal out more abuse Remember the first man on the moon
Kids of the baby boom
Kids of the baby boom, we had freedom, we had money Baby boom, here in the land of milk and honey Counting our chickens way too soon Kids of the baby boom
As our lives become a capsule they send to the stars And our children look at us like we came from Mars As the farms disappear and the sky turns black We're a nation full of takers, never giving back We never stop to think what we consume Kids of the baby boom
Kids of the baby boom, we had freedom, we had money Baby boom, here in the land of milk and honey Cuonting our chickens way too soon Kids of the baby boom
Our optimism mingles with the doom Kids of the baby boom
I'd Rather Be Me Composer(s): Felix Bernard; Eddie Cherkose; Sam Coslow Performer(s): Bing Crosby and multiple other artists
Id rather be me with you than anyone else For anyone else would never have you to love Im awfully glad to be just plain little me No hero supreme, just someone youre dreaming of
If I were Sinatra Or someone like Bing And you werent beside me What would it mean, not a thing
Id rather be me with you than anyone else Somehow I find it more fun Just being the one you love
Oh yes indeed, yes indeed Id rather be me with you than anyone else Somehow I find it more fun Just being the one you love
Two Ton Tessie (From Tennessee) Composer(s): Lou Handman - Roy Turk Performer(s): Mickey Guy's Hottentots and multiple other artists
Down in Nashville, Tennessee (Oh yeah) There's a sight you oughta see (Oh yeah) But as long as you can't get down there I'll tell you all, so listen to me
There's a girl named Tessie Town (Oh yeah) And she weighs about four hundred pounds (Oh yeah) She's fat and fair, she don't care 'Cause the boys all hang around
They call her Two Ton Tessie from Tennessee Holds ten sweeties up on her knee When she does, all the fun begins When they play tennis on her double-chin
They all answer to her demands And bring her tires for wedding bands But I just got a little inside tip They promised her a nightclub on her hip Yeah, Two Ton Tessie from Nashville, Tennessee (She's from Tennessee)
(Ev'ry time she struts around) Uh-huh (She puts on an extra pound) Is that right? (But it doesn't seem to worry her) (The weight is making Tessie reknowned)
(Is a-trying to reduce) (And she's got a good excuse) (Fat and fair, but she don't care) ('Cause the boys all hang around)
(They call her) Two Ton Tessie from Tennessee Goes in swimming up to her knee Once she went in to her neck The tide rose up and made the town a wreck
She was hit on the railroad track Engines hit her and bounced right back Her appendix had to come out fast They couldn't operate, so they had to blast On Two Ton Tessie from Nashville, Tennessee (She's from Tennessee)
On a streetcar I heard 'em say Six men gave her a seat one day All the baseball players have stopped their gym They run around Tessie just to stay in trim Two ton Tessie from Knoxville, I mean a-Memphis Oh-ah, Nashville, Tennessee
I'd Rather Be Blue Over You (Than Happy With Somebody Else)
I'd Rather Be Blue Over You (Than Happy With Somebody Else) Composer(s): Fred Fisher; Billy Rose Performer(s): Barbra Streisand
I'd rather be blue thinking of you I'd rather be blue over you Than be happy with somebody else I'm crazy about'cha, without'cha For you I'm strong I can't do without'cha Howcha magoucha? Don't stay too long I need a little ah, bedroom, little oh And I'm knocking on wood Ah, honey hurry up, hurry up, hurry up It's so hard to be good
I'd rather be blue thinking of you I'd rather be blue over you Than be happy with somebody else Will I be good? Will I be bad? Don't be a fool, you fool My little flat, I'm turning that Into a Sunday school While you're away, I'm here to say There'll be no iceman there Singin' the blues I'm gonna use Nothin' but Frigidaire I'd rather be blue thinking of you I'd rather be blue over you Than be happy with somebody else Blue over you, I'd rather be blue over you Than be hap-hap-hap-happy With somebody else
Kijken Hoe Het Morgen Wordt Performer(s): Boudewijn de Groot
Wees stil en blijf nog even In dit warme, witte bed Luisteren naar het eerste leven Nog is de nacht niet weggedreven Onze dromen op de tocht gezet
Nu wordt de kamer licht en kouder De slaap was ons alweer te kort En jouw gezicht lijkt plotseling ouder Terwijl je peinzend over m'n schouder Ligt te kijken hoe het morgen wordt
Jij denkt aan al die uren Van werk en haast en vlijt Geen tijd voor tedere avonturen Tussen de duizend blinde muren Van brood en haat en nijd
De krant ligt in de bus te wachten En strakjes ligt die op je bord Een droevig ding vol jammerklachten Kom, laten we nog even wachten En kijken hoe het morgen wordt
De avond veegt ons samen Vermoeid en soms gewond We zitten ons verward te schamen Verwonderd hoe we zover kwamen Dan snoert het eten ons de mond
Vertrouwen we op loze kreten Of is de dag alweer te kort We zullen nooit de waarheid weten Kom, laten we vandaag vergeten Laten we vandaag vergeten En kijken hoe het morgen wordt
Two Teardrops Composer(s): Bill Anderson - Steve Wariner Performer(s): Steve Wariner; The Countdown Singers
Two teardrops were floatin' down the river One teardrop said to the other I'm from the soft blue eyes of a woman in love I'm a tear of joy she couldn't carry She was so happy she just got married I was on her cheek when she wiped me away with her glove I could tell from the look on her face she didn't need me So I drifted on down and caught me a ride to the sea
The other tear said we've got a connection I'm a tear of sorrow born of rejection I'm from the sad brown eyes of her old flame She told him they would be lifelong companions Left him with questions and not any answers I was on his cheek as he stood there calling her name I could tell he had a lot of my friends for company So I drifted on down and caught me a ride to the sea
Oh the ocean's a little bit bigger tonight Two more teardrops somebody cried One of them happy and one of them bluer than blue The tide goes out and the tide comes in And someday they'll be teardrops again Released in a moment of pleasure or a moment of pain Then they drift on down and ride to the sea again
Last night I sat in the waiting room The nurse walked in and gave me the news It's a baby girl and they're both fine An old man sittin' not 10 feet away Just lost his wife and he said to me You've got a brand new angel and I've lost mine I guess the good Lord giveth and the good Lord taketh away And we both wiped a teardrop from our face
Oh the ocean's a little bit bigger tonight Two more teardrops somebody cried One of them happy and one of them bluer than blue The tide goes out and the tide comes in A whole new circle of life begins Where tears are a part of the pleasure and part of the pain 'Til they drift on down and ride to the sea again
Two teardrops floatin' down the river Two teardrops floatin' down the river
Kilburn Towers Composer(s): Robin Gibb; Barry Gibb; Maurice Gibb Performer(s): The Bee Gees; Idle Wilds
I am a bird watch me go drifting by With my feathers of power I laugh as the hours go slowly by That could mean ev'rything I am a street watching the people walk. As I listen their conversations glisten as they start to talk Then I hear ev'rything
Little white jug, me and Kilburn Towers as we sit on the hill and we drink and we swill
till the early hours Then I am ev'rything Little white jug and me and Kilburn Towers
(music) That could mean ev'rything
Little white jug, me and Kilburn Towers as we sit on the hill and we drink and we swill till the early hours Then I am ev'rything
Little white jug and me and Kilburn Towers Little white jug and me and Kilburn Towers Little white jug and me and Kilburn Towers Little white jug and me and Kilburn Towers
Two Summers Composer(s): Bruce Woodley
Performer(s): The Seekers
The blue sky grows dark now
You're gone, you're gone
The good times have gone with you
You're gone
No use in me wishing, You're far, far away
Far away, away
gone from me
Our love knew two summers
But now you're gone
The days pass to winter
You're gone
Yet often I've wished that time would stand still
Time would stand still, still
You're gone from me
Two summers, two winters
And the time between
Yes, those were the good years
The years of gold and green
Two summers, two winters
And the time between
Yes, those were the good years
The years of gold and green
The warm winds grow cold now
You're gone, you're gone
My love couldn't hold you
You're gone
You were wild as the wind and born to be free
Born to be free, free
And gone from me
And gone from me
Who's Leaving Who Composer(s): Mark Spiro; Jack White Performer(s): Anne Murray; Hazell Dean
Here we are with goodbye in our eyes running out of reasons to try the leaves of change have fallen down with both of us wondering why
We're all alone but still it seems Were thousands of miles apart the sense of time has shifted now and the end is beginning to start
'Cause I don't know the answers 'cause I don't know the questions I'm just crying 'cause I don't even know
Who's leaving who is it me is it you dyou think we could change if we knew tell me who's leaving who is there anything left we can do can you tell me who's leaving who
Talk to me is there a chance of working it out heart to heart when we get beyond our angry eyes before everything else falls apart
'Cause I don't know the answers 'cause I don't know the questions I'm just crying 'cause I don't even know
Who's leaving who is it me is it you you think we could change if we knew tell me who's leaving who is there anything left we can do can you tell me who's leaving who
Tell me who's leaving who is it me is it you dyou think we could change if we knew tell me who's leaving who is there anything left we can do can you tell me who's leaving who
Two Steps From The Blues Composer(s): Johnny Brown - Deadric Malone
First recording/First release: Bobby Bland - 1960/1961
One day from the month, I first met you
your promises proved to be untrue
Step by step, I've been a fool
That's why I'm two steps from the blues
Here is a chance to be loved or be lonely
my heart awaits your call
I know it's better to have loved and lost
than never have loved at all
The reason we didn't get along,
was telegram and telephone
One brings badness, the other rendevouz
That keeps me two steps from the blues
So darling let's try and make amends
and if it should fail, let's try and try again
It makes no difference what you say or do
I'm so forgiving, I'm so forgiving
I can't stand living two steps from the blues
