Retro-Songteksten: Evergreens, Classics, Old-Time Favourites, Hits Uit Onze Jeugd
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I Heard You Crying in Your Sleep ((aka (Last Night) I Heard You Crying in Your Sleep (by Roy Orbison) - 1970)) Composer(s): Hank Williams First release by: Hank Williams - 1947
I know you tried your best to love me You smiled when your heart told you to weep You tried to pretend that you were happy Last night I heard you cryin' in your sleep
You gave the best years of your life, dear And each precious vow you tried to keep I love you so much I want you happy Last night I heard you cryin' in your sleep
Your heart is yearnin' for an old love With new love it's useless to compete It hurts me to know you are unhappy Last night I heard you cryin' in your sleep
You know that you are free to go, dear And don't mind me if I start to weep I know I can never make you happy 'Cause last night I heard you cryin' in your sleep
Been There Composer(s): Clint Black; Steve Wariner Performer(s): Steve Wariner; Clint Black; The Countdown Singers
Did you ever wake up in the middle of the night And wonder where you were You need the one and only that can hold you tight And reach for her, but shes not with you You just wish this trip would end You know Ive been there and I dont wanna go back again
Did you ever wake up in the middle of the day And wonder who you are You suddenly discover theres a price you pay For gettin this far, its the part of you That you really didnt have to spend You know Ive been there and I dont wanna go back again
So many moments Ive left incomplete Those are the moments that Im not gonna repeat
Did you ever wake up in the middle of a dream That didnt come true You think youve gotta give up on on makin that scene And seeing it through, you feel like breaking When you really just need to bend You know Ive been there and I dont want to go back again
Theres so many moments Ive left incomplete Those are the moments that Im not gonna repeat
Did you ever wake up in the middle of the night Did you ever wake up in the middle of the day Did you ever wake up in the middle of a dream
Last Night I Had The Strangest Dream Composer(s): Ed McCurdy First release by: The Chad Mitchell Trio - 1962 Covered by multiple other artists
Last night I had the strangest dream I ever dreamed before I dreamed the world had all agreed To put an end to war I dreamed I saw a mighty room The room was filled with men And the paper they were signing said They'd never fight again
And when the papers all were signed And a million copies made They all joined hands and bowed their heads And grateful prayers were prayed And the people in the streets below Were dancing round and round And guns and swords and uniforms Were scattered on the ground
Last night I had the strangest dream I ever dreamed before I dreamed the world had all agreed To put an end to war
Been Down So Long Composer(s): John Densmore; Robbie Krieger; Ray Manzarek; Jim Morrison Performer(s): The Doors; Dr. Feelgood
Well, I've been down so Goddamn long That it looks like up to me Well, I've been down so very damn long That it looks like up to me Yeah, why don't one you people C'mon and set me free
I said, warden, warden, warden Won't you break your lock and key I said, warden, warden, warden Won't ya break your lock and key Yeah, come along here, mister C'mon and let the poor boy be
Baby, baby, baby Won't you get down on your knees Baby, baby, baby Won't you get down on your knees C'mon little darlin' C'mon and give your love to me, oh yeah
Well, I've been down so Goddamn long That it looks like up to me Well, I've been down so very damn long That it looks like up to me Yeah, why don't one you people C'mon, c'mon, c'mon and set me free
Beechwood Park Composer(s): Chris White) Originally performed by: The Zombies Covered by: Colin Blunstone; Chrysanthemums
Do you remember summer days Just after summer rain When all the air was damp and warm In the green of country lanes? And the breeze would touch your hair Kiss your face and make you care About your world Your summer world And we would count the evening stars As the day grew dark In Beechwood Park...
Do you remember golden days and golden summer sun The sound of laughter in our ears In the breeze as we would run? And the breeze would touch your hair Kiss your face and make you care About your world Your summer world And we would count the evening stars As the day grew dark In Beechwood Park...
Oh roads in my mind Take me back in my mind And I can't forget you Won't forget you Won't forget those days And Beechwood Park...
And the breeze would touch your hair Kiss your face and make you care About your world Your summer world And we would count the evening stars As the day grew dark In Beechwood Park...
Oh roads in my mind Take me back in my mind And I can't forget you Won't forget you Won't forget those days And Beechwood Park...
Last Night Composer(s): Jeremy Clyde Performer(s): Chad & Jeremy
Last night I told you many things Last night, it's hard remembering I think I said that I loved you child And at the time, it did seem wild I know that I was high Last night, I was out of my mind Last night, don't think me unkind It's just that you were by my side If I remember right, I think I cried You know that I was high
Forget all the things I said This morning 'wish that I was dead Put down the phone, go back to bed Forget it
Last night, I give you my word That last night, whatever you heard Was just a man who was very tired You were just a face that I admired You know that I was high Last night will be the first and Last night, oh, oh, yeah Think it over and then you'll see Tonight will be the first And last for me
Beechwood 4-5789 Composer(s): William Stevenson; Marvin Gaye; George Gordy Performer(s): The Marvelettes and various other artists
You can have this dance with me You can hold my hand and whisper In my ear sweet words that I love to hear
Don't be shy just take your time I'd like to get to know you I'd like to make you mine
I've been waiting Sitting here so patiently For you to come over and have this dance with me
and my number is Beachwood 45789 You can call me up and have a date Any old time
Don't be shy, just take your time I'd like to get to know you I'd like to make you mine
Beachwood 45789 You can call me up and have a date any old time
Don't be shy, just take your time I'd like to get to know you I'd like to make you mine
And my number is Beachwood 45789 You can call me up and have a date Any old time Beachwood 45789 You can call me up and have a date Any old time Beachwood 45789 You can call me up and have a date Any old time
(Why Couldn't It Last) Last Night Composer(s): Austen Croom - William Johnson - Charles F. Kenny - Nick A. Kenny Performer(s): Glenn Miller & Ray Eberle and multiple other artists
Last night, I touched your fingertips And when I touched your lips I fell in love last night... Last night, I felt your heart beat fast Swiftly the moments passed Why couldnt it last last night? Tonight here I am all alone My lovely dream has flown Why must I be alone? Last night, why did we say goodbye? My heart keeps asking why, Why couldnt it last last night...?
Last Mango In Paris Composer(s): Jimmy Buffett - Marshall Chapman - Michael Utley - Will Jennings Performer(s): Jimmy Buffett
I went down to Captain Tony's To get out of the heat I heard a voice call out to me "Son come have a seat" I had to search my memory As I looked into those eyes Our lives changed like the weather But a legend never dies
He said I ate the last mango in Paris I took the last plane out of Saigon Took the first fast boat to China And Jimmy there's still so much to be done
I had a third world girl in Buzios With a pistol in each hand She always kept me covered As we moved from land to land
I had a damn good run on Wall Street With my high fashion model wife I woke up dry beneath the African sky Just me and my Swiss Army knife
He said I ate the last mango in Paris I took the last plane out of Saigon Took the first fast boat to China And Jimmy there's still so much to be done
We shot the breeze for hours As the sun fell from the sky And like the sun he disappeared Before my very eyes
It was somewhere past dark-thirty As I went back to the head I read upon the dingy walls The words the old man said:
He said I ate the last mango in Paris I took the last plane out of Saigon Took the first fast boat to China And Jimmy there's still so much to be done
He said I ate the last mango in Paris I took the last plane out of Saigon Took the first fast boat to China And Jimmy there's still so much to be done
Bedtime Story Composer(s): Billy Sherrill; Glenn Sutton Performer(s): Tammy Wynette
I've told you almost ev'ry bedtime story And you've heard almost ev'ry nursery rhyme So, tonight before you go to sleep And pray the Lord your soul to keep Here's mommy's favorite story one more time
Once upon a time there was a castle And in this castle lived a King and Queen And it came to pass, they were both were blessed By one little blue-eyed princess With the softest golden curls you've ever seen
But then one day, he met this pretty lady And she had lots of pretty words to say And this part makes your mommy sad 'Cause,oh, what big eyes she had And she took his hand and led him far away
Still, it's just another bedtime story But tellin' it brings teardrops to my eyes Just another pretty bedtime story So, please forgive mommy if she cries
Then it came to pass, the King grew lonely And the pretty lady wasn't all she seemed He realized that he was wrong And started his long journey home For he misses little Princess and his Queen
Then he was back and safe inside his castle And tears of joy came pourin' down like rain Then the castle rang with laughter They lived happy ever after Knowin' he would never leave again
Still, it's just another bedtime story But tellin' it brings teardrops to my eyes Just another pretty bedtime story So, please forgive mommy if she cries
Last Letter Home Composer(s): David "Butch" McDade - James H. Brown Jr. First release by: The Amazing Rhythm Aces - 1977 Covered by multiple other artists
I have heard the cannons thundering at night And I cannot help but wondering why the rebel's cause is right And the morphine seems to do no good at all I would run all the way if I would not fall
And I dreamed of a rose in a Spanish garden And I kissed you as I placed it in your hair If I'm ever on my feet again I will I will run all the way just to meet you there
Joined the southern cavalry for fun I have rode a thousand horses, always I had a way with a gun Now I'm among the horseless riders lying still Swallowed up by the cause on Widow's Hill
And I dreamed of a rose in a Spanish garden And I kissed you as I placed it in your hair If I'm ever on my feet again I will And I will run all the way just to meet you there
And I dreamed of a rose in a Spanish garden And I kissed you as I placed it in your hair If I'm ever on my feet again I will And I will run all the way just to meet you there
Bedtime Stories Composer(s): Colin Still Performer(s): Justin Hayward
Lay along side me beautiful lady Dark as the blackest hour of night Deep in my body warm and lazy Under the sheets and out of sight Won't you tell me, tell me, tell me bedtime stories Oh let me close my eyes and drift away Tell me, tell me, tell me bedtime stories Tell me in a very special way
Rolling and tumbling Sweet sensation doing the things we both do best Making the most of a situation, yeah I can't stop this pounding in my chest When you tell me, tell me, tell me bedtime stories Oh let me close my eyes and drift away Tell me, tell me, tell me bedtime stories Tell me in a very special way
Won't you tell me, tell me, tell me bedtime stories Oh let me close my eyes and drift away Tell me, tell me, tell me bedtime stories Tell me in a very special way
Watching the night lights through the window Sounds of the city on the run Shadows of lovers in the moon glow I feel like my life has just begun When you tell me, tell me, tell me bedtime stories Oh let me close my eyes and drift away Tell me, tell me, tell me bedtime stories Tell me in a very special way
Won't you tell me, tell me, tell me bedtime stories Oh let me close my eyes and drift away Tell me, tell me, tell me bedtime stories Tell me in a very special way
(doo, doo, doo bedtime stories) repeat
Tell me, tell me, tell me (bedtime stories) Oh won't you tell me, tell me, tell me (bedtime stories) Tell me, tell me, tell me (bedtime stories) Oh won't you tell me, tell me, tell me (bedtime stories) Tell me, tell me, tell me (bedtime stories)
Last Kiss Composer(s): Wayne Cochran First release by: Wayne Cochran - 1961 Covered by multiple other artists
Well, where oh where can my baby be? The Lord took her away from me She's gone to heaven, so I got to be good So I can see my baby when I leave this world
We were out on a date in my daddy's car We hadn't driven very far There in the road, straight ahead ... The car was stalled, the engine was dead I couldn't stop, so I swerved to the right Never forget the sound that night ... The cryin' tires, the bustin' glass The painful scream that I heard last
Well, where oh where can my baby be? The Lord took her away from me She's gone to heaven, so I got to be good So I can see my baby when I leave this world
Well, when I woke up, the rain was pourin' down There were people standing all around Something warm running in my eyes but I found my baby somehow that night I raised her head, and when she smiled, and said "Hold me darling for a little while" I held her close. I kissed her our last kiss I found the love that I knew I would miss But now she's gone, even though I hold her tight I lost my love ... my life, that night
Well, where oh where can my baby be? The Lord took her away from me She's gone to heaven, so I got to be good So I can see my baby when I leave this world
Bedsitterland Composer(s): Leo Sayer; Frank Farrell Performer(s): Leo Sayer
Im thinking of taking The easy way out Open the window Ill fall to the ground I could do it -- wouldnt be much too it
I gotta little place here in the city Its kind of small and dirty, its a bedsitter And theres a lot of us living here Wall to wall in one big house
And when the night comes round I can see a lot of lonely lights There are people in there breathing But it dont seem right In the streets way down below me Im listening for just a sound But nobody comes around In bedsitterland
And theres a man below me on the balcony Crying to be heard Screaming to be heard Im haunted by his words And the people in the street just shrug their shoulders Saying hes disturbed Hes in another world Screaming at the birds Crying to be heard I hear his every word
Ive slept in the gutter on a summers day Oh Ive bummed cigarettes in the night cafes Ive joined the breadline Believe I got a deadline
I gotta little place here in the city Its kind of small and dirty, its a bedsitter And theres a lot of us living here Wall to wall in one big house
And when the night comes round I can see a lot of lonely lights There are people in there breathing But it dont seem right In the streets way down below me Im listening for just a sound But nobody comes around The lights are going down Nobody comes around In bedsitterland
Last Farewell Composer(s): Randy Sparks Performer(s): The New Christy Mintrels
Im gon way at even tide Across the wide and the rollin sea I bid you stay stay here by my side And share a last farewell with me
Through snowclad mountains proud and tall For a thousand miles cross the burning sand Our last farewell then will I recall When Im alone in a far off land
A wanderin song is all I know Yet I love more more than words can tell I hear the call and Im bound to go I leave you now with a last farewell I leave you now with a last farewell
Bed Of Roses Composer(s): H. Reid Performer(s): The Statler Brothers
She was called a scarlet woman by the people Who would go to church but left me in the street With no parents of my own, I never had a home And an eighteen year old boy has got to eat
She found me outside one Sunday morning Taking money from a man I didn't know She took me in and wiped away my childhood A woman of the streets this Lady Rose
This bed of roses that I lay on Where I was taught to be a man This bed of roses where I'm living Is the only kind of love I understand
She was a handsome woman just thirty-four Who was spoken to in town by very few She managed a late evening business Like most of the town wished they could do
And I learned all the things that a man should know From a woman not approved of I suppose But she died knowing that I really loved her Off life's bramble bush, I picked a rose
The Last Farewell ((Dutch Version: 'K Heb Je Lief (Bart Kaëll) - 1998)) Composer(s): Ron Webster - Roger Whittaker First release by: Roger Whittaker - 1971 Covered by multiple other artists
Versions In Other Languages: 1975 - Du Warst Mein Schönster Traum (Roger Whittaker) 1998 - 'K Heb Je Lief (Bart Kaëll)
There's a ship lies rigged and ready in the harbor Tomorrow for old England she sails Far away from your land of endless sunshine To my land full of rainy skies and gales And I shall be aboard that ship tomorrow Though my heart is full of tears at this farewell
For you are beautiful, I have loved you dearly More dearly than the spoken word can tell For you are beautiful, I have loved you dearly More dearly than the spoken word can tell
I've heard there's a wicked war a-blazing And the taste of war I know so very well Even now I see the foreign flag a-raising Their guns on fire as we sail into hell I have no fear of death, it brings no sorrow But how bitter will be this last farewell
For you are beautiful, I have loved you dearly More dearly than the spoken word can tell For you are beautiful, I have loved you dearly More dearly than the spoken word can tell
Though death and darkness gather all about me My ship be torn apart upon the seas I shall smell again the fragrance of these islands And the heaving waves that brought me once to thee And should I return home safe again to England I shall watch the English mist roll through the dale
For you are beautiful, I have loved you dearly More dearly than the spoken word can tell For you are beautiful, I have loved you dearly More dearly than the spoken word can tell
Bed Of Nails Composer(s): Desmond Child; Alice Cooper; Diane Warren Performer(s): Alice Cooper; Children of Bodom
Yeah, we're gonna fight We do it every night Baby, when you scratch You know I'm gonna bite You can make me die I can make you cry Opposites attract That's the reason why No one else could make you feel Like I do, I do, I do No one ever gets as deep inside you As I do, baby Our love is a bed of nails Love hurts good on a bed of nails I'll lay you down and when all else fails I'll drive you like a hammer on a bed of nails First we're gonna kiss then we're gonna say Dirty little words Only lovers say Rockin' through the night Rollin' on the floor When they hear us screamin' They'll be breakin' down the door No one else could make you feel Like I do, I do, I do No one ever gets as deep inside you As I do, baby Our love is a bed of nails Love hurts good on a bed on nails I'll lay you down and when all else fails I'll drive you like a hammer on a bed of nails Bed of nails, bed of nails I'll drive you like a hammer on a bed of nails Ow, ow, ow, ow, ow Gonna drive you like a hammer Baby, put me in your slammer, oh yeah No one else could make you feel Like I do, I do, I do No one ever gets as deep inside you As I do, baby Our love is a bed of nails Love hurts good on a bed of nails I'll lay you down and when all else fails I'll drive you like a hammer on a bed of nails Bed of nails, get on my bed of nails I'll drive you like a hammer on a bed of nails Ow, ow, ow, ow, ow Gonna drive you like a hammer Baby, put me in your slammer, oh yeah I'll drive you like a hammer on a bed of nails
'k Heb Je Lief ((Adapted from: The Last Farewell (Roger Whittaker - 1971)) ((German Version: Du Warst Mein Schönster Traum (Roger Whittaker - 1975)) Composer(s): Ron Webster - Roger Whittaker - Johan Verminnen Performer(s): Bart Kaëll - 1998
Ja, het schip wordt geladen in de haven We vertrekken morgen, gaan onder zeil Weg van jou, je wuift vanop de kade Ver van jouw land, vol zonneschijn
En waar ik morgen ben dat weet toch niemand De zee beslist wel waar ik dan zal zijn Maar jij bent zo mooi en lief M'n hart wil bij je blijven en ik zal jou schrijven Ik heb je lief Maar jij bent zo mooi en lief Mijn hart wil bij je blijven en ik zal jou schrijven 'k Heb je lief
Ik hoor berichten van een verre oorlog De wereld en de zee in vuur en vlam Wie weet wat ons nog wacht daar aan de einder Ik denk aan jou en voel me klein en bang
Zie ik jou ooit nog terug m'n lief, ik hoop het Hoe bitter is ons afscheid, 't valt me zwaar Want jij bent zo mooi en lief M'n hart wil bij je blijven, ja dit wil ik schrijven 'k Heb je lief Want jij bent zo mooi en lief Mijn hart wil bij jou blijven, ja dit wil ik schrijven Ik heb je lief
Nu duisternis en oorlog mij omarmen De dood wacht na een ongelijke strijd Denk ik aan jou en ongerepte stranden Verlang ik terug naar die mooie tijd
En mocht ik ook de dans kunnen ontspringen Dan beloof ik jou, dan vaar ik nooit meer uit Want jij bent zo mooi en lief M'n hart wil bij je blijven, ja dit wil ik schrijven 'k Heb je lief Want jij bent zo mooi en lief Mijn hart wil bij jou blijven, ja dit wil ik schrijven Ik heb je lief