Retro-Songteksten: Evergreens, Classics, Old-Time Favourites, Hits Uit Onze Jeugd
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Meet Me On The Corner (Down At Joe's Café) Composer(s): Tony Macaulay; B.J. Ben Mason Performer(s): Herman's Hermits
Meet me on the corner down at Joe's cafe We won't have long, so don't be late You'd better hide the car, your mom and pop can't know The secret place we go
Come on and meet me on the corner, I'll be there at eight We won't have long, so don't be late We'll talk it through, just me and you alone In our hideaway................. On the corner down at Joe's cafe
Your mama and your papa say I'm just no good. I'm always makin' trouble in the neighborhood..... They don't understand, I'm aching inside So until the day we don't have to hide Baby, this is what you gotta do........
Step out and meet me on the corner down at Joe's cafe We won't have long, so don't be late You'd better hide the car, your mom and pop can't know The secret place we go
Come on and meet me on the corner, I'll be there at eight We won't have long, so don't be late We'll talk it through, just me and you alone In our hideaway................. On the corner down at Joe's cafe
Now, the only time I see you, girl, is after school I'm not allowed to kiss you, it's against the rules They don't understand, I'm aching inside So until the day we don't have to hide Baby, this is what you gotta do........
Step out and meet me on the corner down at Joe's cafe We won't have long, so don't be late You'd better hide the car, your mom and pop can't know The secret place we go
Come on and meet me on the corner, I'll be there at eight We won't have long, so don't be late We'll talk it through, just me and you alone In our hideaway................. On the corner down at Joe's cafe
Maman La Plus Belle Du Monde ((Adapted from: La Più Bella Del Mondo (by Marino Marini) - 1957)) Composer(s): Marino Marini - Fernand Bonifay Performer(s): Luis Mariano - 1958 and multiple other artists
Maman, Maman jolie Maman tu es la plus belle du monde Aucune autre à la ronde n'est plus jolie Tu as pour moi, avoue que c'est étrange Le visage d'un ange du paradis
Dans tous mes voyages J'ai vu des paysages Mais rien ne vaut l'image De tes beaux cheveux blancs
Tu es, Maman, la plus belle du monde Et ma joie est profonde Lorsqu'à mon bras Maman, tu mets ton bras
Maman tu es la plus belle du monde Car tant d'amour inonde tes jolis yeux Pour toi, c'est vrai, je suis malgré mon âge Le petit enfant sage des jours heureux
J'avais fait des rêves Où l'on m'aimait sans trève Mais les rêves s'achèvent Et toi seule m'est restée
Maman tu est la plus belle du monde Et lorsque tout s'effondre autour de moi Maman, toi tu es là!>
't Is Christmas now! 't Is Christmas now! When Cato's self would laugh And smoothing forth his wrinked brow Give liberty to quaff To dance and sing, to sport and play For every hour's a holiday
And for the twelve days, let them pass In mirth and jollity The time doth call each lad and lass That will be blythe and free To dance and sing, to sport and play For every hour's a holiday
And from the rising of the sun To the setting, cast off cares 't Is time enough when twelve is done To think of our affairs To dance and sing, to sport and play For every hour's a holiday
1,2,3 Composer(s): Tony Rallo; Jean Paul Cara First performance by: Catherine Ferry - 1976
1, 2, 3, ma politique à moi C'est d'être aimée de toi Et chanter la la la la la la la 1, 2, 3, la vie n'est pas pour moi Un livre de Kafka 1, 2, 3, jouez jouez musiciens Enchante-moi magicien Tourne, tourne dans ma tête à moi Fais briller les yeux des enfants rois Fais-moi rêver comédien Chante, danse, baladin Dans la ronde folle entraînez-moi Donnez-moi l'amour et la joie
1, 2, 3, qu'il pleuve sur les toits Qu'il neige sur les mois Il fait si bon dans tes bras La la la la la la la 1, 2, 3, je n'entends que ta voix Je ne vis que pour toi Je t'aime Jouez jouez musiciens Enchante-moi magicien Tourne, tourne dans ma tête à moi Fais briller les yeux des enfants rois Fais-moi rêver comédien Chante, danse, baladin Dans la ronde folle entraînez-moi Donnez-moi l'amour et la joie La la la la la la la la la la Fais-moi rêver comédien Chante, danse, baladin Dans la ronde folle entraînez-moi Sol mi sol sol mi fa mi sol sol sol fa mi fa Donnez-moi l'amour et la joie
On This Night Of A Thousand Stars Composer(s): Andrew Lloyd Webber Performer(s): Mark Ryan; and various other artists
Che: Now Eva Peron had every disadvantage You need if you're gonna succeed No money no cash no father no bright lights There was nowhere she'd been at the age of 15 As this Tango singer found out Augustin Magaldi Who has the distinction of being the first Man to be of use to Eva Duarte
Magaldi: On this night of a thousand stars Let me take you to Heaven's door Where the music of love's guitars Plays forevermore
In the glow of those twinkling lights We shall love through eternity On this night in a million nights Fly away with me
I never dreamed that a kiss could be as sweet as this Now I know that it can I used to wander alone without a love of my own I was a desperate man But all my grief disappeard and all the sorrow I feared Wasn't there anymore On that magical day when you first came my way Mi amor
On this night On this night On this night of a thousand stars Let me take you to Heaven's door Where the music of love's guitars Plays forevermore
Meet Me In St. Louis Composer(s): Kerry Mills; Andrew B. Sterling Performer(s): Judy Garland; Cinematic Creations; Guy Lombardo
When Louis came home to the flat He hung up his coat and his hat He gazed all around, but no wifey he found So he said "where can Flossie be at?" A note on the table he spied He read it just once, then he cried It ran, "Louis dear, it's too slow for me here So I think I will go for a ride"
"Meet me in St. Louis, Louis Meet me at the fair Don't tell me the lights are shining any place but there We will dance the Hoochee Koochee I will be your tootsie wootsie If you will meet in St. Louis, Louis Meet me at the fair"
"Meet me in St. Louis, Louis Meet me at the fair Don't tell me the lights are shining any place but there We will dance the Hoochee Koochee I will be your tootsie wootsie If you will meet in St. Louis, Louis Meet me at the fair"
The dresses that hung in the hall Were gone, she had taken them all She took all his rings and the rest of his things The picture he missed from the wall "What! moving!" the janitor said "Your rent is paid three months ahead" "What good is the flat?" said poor Louis, "Read that" And the janitor smiled as he read
On The Wings Of Love Composer(s): Jeffrey Osborne; Peter Schless Performer(s): Jeffrey Osborne; and various other artists
Just smile for me and let the day begin You are the sunshine that lights my heat within I'm sure that you're an angel in disguise Come take my hand and together we will rise
On the wings of love Up and above the clouds The only way to fly Is on the wings of love On the wings of love Only the two of us Together flying high Flying high Upon the wings of love
You look at me and I begin to melt Just like the snow when a ray of sun is felt I'm crazy bout ya baby can't you see I'd be delighted if you could come with me
On the wings of love Up and above the clouds The only way to fly Is on the wings of love On the wings of love Only the two of us Together flying high Flying high Upon the wings of love
Yes you belong to me I'm yours exclusively Right now we live and breathe Each other Insepreble it seems, We're flowing like a stream Running free flowing On the wings of love
On the wings of love Up and above the clouds The only way to fly Is on the wings of love On the wings of love Only the two of us Together flying high Together flying high
On the wings of love Up and above the clouds The only way to fly Is on the wings of love On the wings of love Only the two of us Together flying high Together flying high Upon the wings of love
Meet Me In Bubble Land Composer(s): Casper Nathan; Joe Manne; Isham Jones
I've been dreaming dreams of childhood And the games we used to play When my heart knew only sunshine That was shining thro' the live-long day Now I know my constant dreaming Always takes me back to yesterday If your heart is yearning Join me in returning, come, and I will show you the way
You can make this wond'rous journey Go to Bubble Land tonight Only you must be real certain Your heart's beating in a way that's right Bubble land was made for lovers Those who'd leave their grieving far behind There is no despair there Pleasure's everywhere there, joy's the only thing that you'll find
Meet me tonight in Bubble Land So far away from Trouble Land Where there is lots of joy That is waiting for each girl and boy Hearts break like bubbles in the air But there we'll never know a care Let all our troubles fade like bubbles Meet me in Bubble Land
On The Wings Of A Nightingale Composer(s): Paul McCartney Performer(s): The Everly Brothers; Kim & The Hurmio; The Spongetones
When I love, I get a feeling Like I'm traveling through the sky On the wings of a nightingale As I ride, my head is reeling And I don't even wonder why On the wings of a nightingale I'll fly
I'll go land and sea I'll be thinking of you and me Couldn't ask for a better place to be Oh, I can feel something happening Oh, I can feel something happening Oh, I can feel something happening to me
So hold my hand, I got a feeling That the journey has just begun On the wings of a nightingale And if you like we'll fly together To the land of eternal sun On the wings of a nightingale of love
I'll go land and sea I'll be thinking of you and me Couldn't ask for a better place to be Oh, I can feel something happening Oh, I can feel something happening Oh, I can feel something happening to me
When I love, I get a feeling Like I'm traveling through the sky On the wings of a nightingale On the wings of a nightingale Oooh oooh oooh On the wings of a nightingale
On The Way Home Composer(s): Neil Young Performer(s): Buffalo Springfield; and various other artists
When the dream came I held my breath with my eyes closed I went insane Like a smoke ring day When the wind blows Now I won't be back till later on If I do come back at all But you know me, and I miss you now
In a strange game I saw myself as you knew me When the change came And you had a Chance to see through me Though the other side is just the same You can tell my dream is real Because I love you, can you see me now
Though we rush ahead to save our time We are only what we feel And I love you, can you feel it now
Meditation Composer(s): Norman Gimbel; Antonio Carlos Jobim; Newton Mendonça Performer(s): Doris Day and various other artists
In my loneliness When you're gone and I'm all by myself And I need your caress I just think of you
And the thought of you holding me near Makes my loneliness soon disappear Though you're far away I have only close my eyes, and you are back to stay
I just close my eyes And the sadness that missing you brings Soon is gone and this heart of mine sings
Yes, I love you so, and that for me is all I need to know I will wait for you 'Til the sun falls from out of the sky, for what else can I do? I will wait for you Meditating how sweet life will be when you come back to me
On The Trail Composer(s): Harold Adamson; Ferde Grofé Performer(s): Frankie Laine; and various other artists
(Hee-hop, hee-hop, mule)
(Hop-hee-hop, hee-hop)
The stubbornest mule I ever saw He's tossin' his head, he's raisin' ol' Ned He's gettin' me all of a twitter That ornery critter, he goes
He must have been born in Arkansas Don't want to be led, he wants to be fed Why he'd make the Statue of Liberty Flibberty-gibberty
He's hankerin' for a hunk of straw He can't hear my song, he's joggin' along His footsteps that are beating, are tellin' him soon He'll be eatin' his fill (Clipperty-hopperti, clipperty-clop) (Clipperty-hopperti, clipperty-clop) (Clipperty-hopperti) Over the rim of the hill
We're on the trail The sun is low, the canyon is wide Hi-ee, hi-oo We sing a song as we ride
We're on the trail My mule and I, we haven't a care Hi-ee, hi-oo My heart is free as the air
Out on the ole painted desert I know a wonderful site Where we can build us a fire Where we can spend the night
The sun will rise And in the skies, the stars grow pale Hi-ee, hi-oo And we'll be back on the trail Be back on the trail, the trail, the trail
Looked at my window for Robinson Crusoe all I can see is Daniel Defoe everyone movin' in different directions I don't know which way I can go, tell me
Now I like the blues and I like cathedrals I like the ladies' hands on my knee I don't care what you think of my music I sure care a lot what you think about me
Meanwhile, the man inside me rages he's tryin' to be free, you know he tryin' to be released Meanwhile, clean out your cages the nearer you're gonna get, the closer you're gonna be the nearer you'll get, the closer you'll be the nearer you'll get, the closer you'll be the nearer you get ... the closer you'll be
I like the blues, and I like the Beatles I like the ladies' hands on my knee I don't care what you think of my music I sure care a lot what you think about me
Meanwhile, the man inside me rages he's trying to be free, you know he's tryin' to be released Meanwhile, clean out your cages the nearer you're gonna get, the closer you're gonna be the nearer you'll get, the closer you'll be the nearer you'll get, the closer you'll be the nearer you get ... the closer you'll be
Meaning Of The Blues Composer(s): Leah Worth; Bobby Troup Originally performed by: Julie London Covered by various other artists
Blue was just the color of the sea Till my lover left me Blue was just a bluebird in a tree Till he said "Forget me"
Blue always made me think of summer Cloudless summer skies so fresh and warm But now the blue I see is more like winter Winter skies with clouds about to storm
Blue was just the color of his eyes Till he said "Goodbye, love" Blue was just a ribbon for first prize Till he said, "Don't cry, love"
And blues were only torch songs Fashioned for impulsive ingénues But now I know, too well I know Too well I know the meaning of the blues
Mama, You Been On My Mind ((aka Baby You've Been On My Mind (Linda Ronstadt) - 1969))
((Swedish Version: Jag Har Tänkt På Dej (by Mikael Wiehe) - 2004))
Composer(s): Bob Dylan
First release by: Bob Dylan - 1964
Covered by multiple other artists
Perhaps it's the color of the sun cut flat An' cov'rin' the crossroads I'm standing at Or maybe it's the weather or something like that But mama, you been on my mind
I don't mean trouble, please don't put me down or get upset I am not pleadin' or sayin', "I can't forget" I do not walk the floor bowed down an' bent, but yet Mama, you been on my mind
Even though my mind is hazy an' my thoughts they might be narrow Where you been don't bother me nor bring me down in sorrow It don't even matter to me where you're wakin' up tomorrow But mama, you're just on my mind
I am not askin' you to say words like "yes" or "no" Please understand me, I got no place for you t' go I'm just breathin' to myself, pretendin' not that I don't know Mama, you been on my mind
When you wake up in the mornin', baby, look inside your mirror You know I won't be next to you, you know I won't be near I'd just be curious to know if you can see yourself as clear As someone who has had you on his mind