Retro-Songteksten: Evergreens, Classics, Old-Time Favourites, Hits Uit Onze Jeugd
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Memories Composer(s): Bill Strange; Mac Davis Originally performed by: Elvis Presley Covered by various other artists
Memories, pressed between the pages of my mind Memories, sweetened thru the ages just like wine
Quiet thought come floating down And settle softly to the ground Like golden autumn leaves around my feet I touched them and they burst apart with sweet memories Sweet memories
Of holding hands and red bouquets And twilight trimmed in purple haze And laughing eyes and simple ways And quiet nights and gentle days with you
Memories, pressed between the pages of my mind Memories, sweetened thru the ages just like wine Memories, memories, sweet memories
One For My Baby (And One More For The Road) Composer(s): Harold Arlen; Johnny Mercer Performer(s): Frank Sinatra; and various other artists
It's quarter to three there's no one in the place except you and me So, set 'em up, Joe
I got a little story you ought to know We're drinking, my friend
to the end of a brief episode Make it one for my baby and one more for the road I got the routine
so drop another nickel in the machine I'm feeling so bad, wish you'd make the music pretty and sad Could tell you a lot, but you've got to be true to your code So, make it one for my baby and one more for the road You'd never know it but buddy, I'm a kind of poet And I got a lot of things to say And when I'm gloomy, you simply got to listen to me Till it's all talked away Well that's how it goes and Joe, I know your getting pretty anxious to close So, thanks for the cheer, I hope you didn't mind my bending your ear This torch that I found must be drowned or it soon might explode So, make it one for my baby and one more for the road That long, long road
One For Jo Composer(s): Bert Jansch Performer(s): Bert Jansch
It's one for Jo Don't let your mind go He's a dreamer darlin' He's even kind of slow I don't believe the tales he tells But they're always nice to have He's a dreamer darlin' I always gave him that
In a white tuxedo He's remarkably cool A prince of livin' Knows all the rules and a black sedan so royaly Takes his love to school No one can reproach him No one but a fool
He's a bold sea captain In his books and oilskin hat He's struggling blindly Through seas wild and black For down the river he glides With his maiden by his side You think of that girl How can your love hide?
It's one for Jo Don't let your mind go He's a dreamer darlin' He's even kind of slow I don't believe the tales he tells But they're always nice to have He's a dreamer darlin' I always gave him that
Memories Composer(s): Graham Gouldman; Eric Michael Stewart Performer(s): 10 cc
The summers were longer, they went on forever Oh and the sky so blue We never worried about anything We didn't question the nature of things We didn't want to know Talking in whispers and wondering Oh and I loved you so
Memories, they linger with you but you soon forget that we started in innocence Memories, they linger with you but you soon forget when you're grown
We dream in the night, of mythical days And nights in white satin But when the child wakes, the fantasy breaks We didn't know what the future would bring We didn't want to know Something was growing inside me Oh and I loved you so
Memories, they linger with you but you soon forget that we started in innocence Memories, they linger with you but you soon forget when you're grown
Photographs, faded photographs Holidays, summer holidays First love, broken promises All a play, I'm going back to yesterday
The feeling was stronger, if went on forever Oh and your eyes were true We were so wrapped up in all of our dreams We didn't care what the future would bring We didn't want to know Talking in whispers and wondering Oh and I loved you so......
Memories, they linger with you but you soon forget that we started in innocence Memories, they linger with you but you soon forget when you're grown
One Foot Out The Door Composer(s): Edward Van Halen; David Lee Roth; Michael Anthony; Alex Van Halen Performer(s): Van Halen
I grabbed that telephone I thought we were alone Telling me there's company Your husband's comin' home I've been thinking about this Saturday night with you I've been thinking about it all week long And now I'm gonna lose it 'cause that Son-of-a-bitch got me singin' that same old song Got one foot out the door Tryin' to hit the road Ain't no match for your mean old man I think it's time to roll Got one foot out the door Got one foot out the door Think I'm gonna fight him? Don't you let him put down Put that to the floor Put the pedal to the metal And you beat it out of town No comin' back, back for more
Memorial Day Composer(s): Carly Simon Performer(s): Carly Simon
It should have been so soft This morning as we left But the valley was infected by a different kind of beauty And the indians, they knew It was a devil's sanctuary
Out of this unholy dawn A car came stirring up the sand And a woman from a passion play Held up the limousine That brought me all this way today
And I didn't need to turn around So strong was the message And the man who planned her life Commanded all that followed
Well, they bellowed and they hollered And they threw each other down Down in this valley This cruel and lovely valley Oh, it should have been an alley In some low-down part of town
As the light came up There was no sun And brandy splattered all over the ground As this woman with her head held high Yelled "Love!" and "Why, oh why!" "You're killing me, oh, follow me!" As I watched safe and clean From the frosted windows in the limousine
Well, they bellowed and they hollered And they threw each other down Down in this valley This cruel and lovely valley Oh, it should have been an alley In some low-down part of town
Before he'd been so funny Imagining the best That he'd escape recrimination For abandoning the nest He'd been joking and stoned While he was entertaining me But then turned and was stunned By her panic and her misery And I was in the getaway car Giving him a chance to get away Get away, get away Get away, get away, get away
And how the valley smoked As he crossed Route 25 With his cymbals and his shattered crown Leaving all alone His eyes fixed on the ground
And he didn't need to turn around So strong was the message And he fell into the shallow sky And was swallowed
Well, they bellowed and they hollered And they threw each other down Down in this valley This cruel and lovely valley Oh, it should have been an alley In some low-down part of town
One Fine Morning Composer(s): Skip Prokop Performer(s): Lighthouse; Augusto Martelli; Santana; The Skycoasters
One fine morning, girl, I'll wake up Wipe the sleep from my eyes Go outside and feel the sunshine Then I know I'll realize That as long as you love me, girl, we'll fly
And on that mornin' when I wake up I'll see your face inside a cloud See your smile inside a window Hear your voice inside a crowd Calling, "Come with me baby and we'll fly"
And on that mornin' when I wake up We'll go outside and live our dreams I'll buy you candies made of stardust And little dolls dressed up in moonbeams And everywhere we go we'll laugh and sing I'll kiss you morning, noon and night And all the universe will smile on us 'Cause they know that our love is finally right
Yeah, we'll fly to the east, we'll fly to the west There'll be no place we can't call our own Yeah, we'll fly to the north, we'll fly to the south Every planet will become our home
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Yeah, we'll fly-y-y, yeah, we'll fly Yeah, we'll fly to the east, we'll fly to the west There'll be no place we can't call our own We'll fly to the north, we'll fly to the south Every planet will become our home
Zelfs Al Kwam Je Terug French & Italian Titles: Même Si Tu Revenais; Non È Casa Mia Composer(s): Vline Buggy; Bernard Kesslair; Jacques Chaumelle; Ingrid Mank Performer(s): Isabelle A (Originally performed by: Claude François)
Een verlaten weg in een lege stad een gesloten hek een vergeten pad aan het eind daarvan een verloren droom het is ons huis zo leeg en onbewoond achter elke boom een herinnering aan de tijd waarin alles vanzelf ging en in onze tuin waar zoveel tijd inkroop staat een bord met 'huis te koop'
Maar zelfs, zelfs al kwam je terug t'is te laat je bent te ver gevlucht en mijn hart is eindelijk weer van mij ik zet geen stap meer terug ik ga niet meer opzij Want zelfs, zelfs al kwam je terug t'is te laat je bent te ver gevlucht en mijn hart is eindelijk weer van mij zelfs al kwam je terug je hoort er niet meer bij
Het heeft lang geduurt voor het over was voor ik alle wanhoop weer te boven was nu ik niet meer smachtend op je liefde wacht is het zoveel mooier dan ik dacht en mijn huis is klein en mijn bed is leeg elke ochtend maak ik thee voor mij alleen ik heb geen paleis in een koninkrijk maar heb mijn vrijheid terug dus ben ik rijk
Maar zelfs, zelfs al kwam je terug t'is te laat je bent te ver gevlucht en mijn hart is eindelijk weer van mij ik zet geen stap meer terug ik ga niet meer opzij Want zelfs, zelfs al kwam je terug t'is te laat je bent te ver gevlucht en mijn hart is eindelijk weer van mij zelfs al kwam je terug je hoort er niet meer bij
Maar zelfs, zelfs al kwam je terug t'is te laat je bent te ver gevlucht en mijn hart is eindelijk weer van mij ik zet geen stap meer terug ik ga niet meer opzij Want zelfs, zelfs al kwam je terug t'is te laat je bent te ver gevlucht en mijn hart is eindelijk weer van mij zelfs al kwam je terug je hoort er niet meer bij
Zelfs al bied je mij je excuses aan ja zelfs al zou je smekend op je knie?n gaan ik geef niet meer toe aan verloren tijd t'is voorgoed gedaan je bent me kwijt
(maar zelfs) Maar zelfs, zelfs al kwam je terug t'is te laat je bent te ver gevlucht en mijn hart is eindelijk weer van mij ik zet geen stap meer terug ik ga niet meer opzij Want zelfs, zelfs al kwam je terug t'is te laat je bent te ver gevlucht en mijn hart is eindelijk weer van mij zelfs al kwam je terug je hoort er niet meer bij
One Fine Day Composer(s): Carole King; Gerry Goffin Performer(s): The Chiffons
One fine day, you'll look at me And you will know our love was, meant to be One fine day, you're gonna want me for your girl
The arms I long for, will open wide And you'll be proud to have me, right by your side One fine day, you're gonna want me for your girl
Though I know you're the kind of boy Who onlu wants to run around I'll keep waiting, and, someday darling You'll come to me when you want to settle down Oh!
One fine day, we'll meet once more And then you'll want the love you threw away before One fine day, you're gonna want me for your girl
Même Si Tu Revenais Dutch & Italian Titles: Zelfs Al Kwam Je Terug; Non È Casa Mia Composer(s): Jacques Chaumelle; Vline Buggy; Bernard Kesslair Originally performed by: Claude François Covered by: Adrienne Pauly; Dalida; Isabelle A
Un p'tit coin perdu très loin de la ville Une route sauvage sous un ciel tranquille Et cette grande entrée au bout du chemin Je pousse la grille et soudain Une grande maison au bout d'une allée Une grande maison toute abandonnée Et puis sur la porte une petite pancarte Où on a écrit "à louer"
Même si tu revenais Je crois bien que rien n'y ferait Notre amour est mort à jamais Je souffrirais trop si tu revenais
Le vent s'est levé là-haut au premier Ce volet qui bat ne ferme toujours pas Ce volet grinçant cachait note amour Tu m'avais promis mais un jour Un jour comme un autre je t'ai attendue Jusqu'au petit matin, mais tu n'es pas venue Les mois ont passé, malgré moi, j'attends Je t'attends encore, et pourtant
Même si tu revenais Je crois bien que rien n'y ferait Notre amour est mort à jamais Je souffrirais trop si tu revenais
One Fine Day Composer(s): Giacomo Puccini; Luigi Illica; Giuseppe Giacosa Performer(s): Deanna Durbin
Weeping? And why? And why? Ah, 'tis faith you are lacking Hear me One fine day we'll notice A thread of smoke arising on the sea In the far horizon And then the ship appearing Then the trim white vessel Glides into the harbour Thunders forth her cannon See you? Now he is coming I do not go to meet him Not I I stay upon the brow of the hillock And wait there And wait for a long time But never weary of the long waiting From out the crowded city There is coming a man A little speck in the distance Climbing the hillock Can you guess who it is? And when he's reached the summit Can you guess what he'll say? He will call, "Butterfly" from the distance I, without answering Hold myself quietly concealed A bit to tease him and a bit So as not to die at our first meeting And then, a little troubled He will call, he will call "Dear baby wife of mine, Dear little orange blossom" The names he used to call me when he came here This will all come to pass as I tell you Banish your idle fears For he will return Return
Même Si J'y Reste Composer(s): Francis Cabrel Performer(s): Francis Cabrel
Y a sûrement une piste à l'autre bout du monde Sur une île perdue où le ciel se lamente Depuis qu'ont disparu les avions de quarante On ne peut pas toujours vivre les vieilles et mêmes choses Il faudra bien qu'un jour mon appareil s'y pose Les ailes déchirées par les vents du parcours Ne me permettront pas le voyage retour Même si j'y reste Même si j'en pleure Même si j'y attrape la peste Même si j'en meure Rien ne me fera regretter mon geste À force de dormir sous les brises marines Il ne restera rien de mes anciennes racines Je n'aurai que ma peau pour unique prison Trois ou quatre photos et la moitié d'un crayon J'y vivrai tout le temps qu'on voudra que j'y vive Mes histoires d'amour belles et définitives Pour les arbres, les fleurs et les caméléons Pour les vagues qui viennent et celles qui s'en vont Même si j'y reste Même si j'en pleure Même si j'y attrape la peste Même si j'en meure Rien ne me fera regretter mon geste Même si j'y reste Juste en face, la mer sur des blocs de granit Un jour j'irai graver les raisons de ma fuite Avec les reflets blancs du regard des sirènes J'avais peur des chemins qu'on voulait que je prenne Même si j'y reste Même si j'en pleure Même si j'y attrape la peste Même si j'en meure Rien ne me fera regretter mon geste Même si j'y reste Même si j'en pleure Même si j'y attrape la peste Même si j'en meure Rien ne me fera regretter mon geste Hey, même si j'y reste Si j'en pleure Si j'en meure Rien ne me fera regretter mon geste
One Dyin' And A Buryin' Composer(s): Roger Miller Performer(s): Roger Miller
Well
I think I finally found me a sure-fire way to forget It's so simple, I'm surprised I hadn't done thought of it before yet It's foolproof - well, it's foolhardy, maybe, but who knows Anyway, here I am walking toward where the cold dark water flows Cos all it takes is:
One dying and a buryin' One dying and a buryin' Some crying Six carrying me I wanna be free
Oh...I wanna be free Free from all this heartache and regret And free from pining for the love I can't forget The love that once was warm and then just somehow turned to hate Made my life a prison from which there's only one escape And that's:
One dying and a buryin' One dying and a buryin' Some cryin' Six carryin' me I wanna be free
One dying and a buryin' One dying and a buryin' Some cryin' Six carryin' me I wanna be free
Members Only Composer(s): Larry Addison Performer(s): Bobby "Blue" Bland and various other artists
Members only, its a private party No need no money to qualify Dont bring your checkbook or bring your broken heart Its Members Only tonight
Say you lost your woman, say you lost your man Youve got a lot of problems, mmm, in your life Were throwin a party for the brokenhearted And its Members Only tonight, listen now
Go tell your mama, go and tell your daddy Red or yellow, girl, black or white Were throwin a party for the sad and lonely Its Members Only tonight, got to tell you now
Members only, its a private party No need no money to qualify Dont bring your checkbook, bring your broken heart Cause its Members Only tonight
Yeah...hea...hea...
Say you lost your woman, say you lost your man Youve got a lot of problems, oh, in your life Were throwin a party for the brokenhearted And its Members Only tonight, listen, love
Go tell your mama, go and tell your daddy Red or yellow, girl, black or white Were throwin a party for the brokenhearted And its Members Only tonight, ooh, yeah
Members only, its a private party Dont need no need no money, oh, to qualify Dont bring your checkbook, bring your broken heart Cause its Members Only tonight, were gonna do that again now
Its Members Only tonight, keep on playin that way, Lord Members Only tonight, got to tell you, sweet baby Members Only tonight, Ive got to love you Members Only tonight Members Only tonight
One Day When We Were Young German Title: Wer Uns Getraut Composer(s): Oscar Hammerstein II; Dimitri Tiomkin Performer(s): Richard Tauber; and various other artists
One day when we were young That wonderful morning in May You told me you loved me When we were young one day
Sweet songs of spring were sung And music was never so gay You told me you loved me When we were young one day
You told me you loved me And held me close to your heart We laughed then, we cried then Then came the ti-ime to part
When songs of spring are sung Remember that morning in May Remember you loved me When we were young one day
We laughed then, we cried then Then came the ti-ime to par-art
When songs of spring are sung Remember that morning in May Remember you loved me When we were young one day...
No Woman, No Cry
Composer(s): Bob Marley
First release by: Bob Marley - 1975
Covered by multiple other artists
Titles In Other Languages:
1978 - Si Tu Penses À Moi
1979 - Não Chore Mais
No, woman, no cry
No, woman, no cry
No, woman, no cry
No, woman, no cry
Said - said - said
I remember when we used to sit
In the government yard in Trenchtown
Oba - obaserving the 'ypocrites
As they would mingle with the good people we meet
Good friends we have, oh, good friends we've lost
Along the way
In this great future, you can't forget your past
So dry your tears, I seh
No, woman, no cry
No, woman, no cry
'Ere, little darlin', don't shed no tears
No, woman, no cry
Said - said - said
I remember when-a we used to sit
In the government yard in Trenchtown
And then Georgie would make the fire lights
As it was logwood burnin' through the nights
Then we would cook cornmeal porridge
Of which I'll share with you
My feet is my only carriage
So I've got to push on through
But while I'm gone, I mean
Everything's gonna be all right!
Everything's gonna be all right!
Everything's gonna be all right!
Everything's gonna be all right!
I said, everything's gonna be all right-a!
Everything's gonna be all right!
Everything's gonna be all right, now!
Everything's gonna be all right!
So, woman, no cry
No - no, woman - woman, no cry
Woman, little sister, don't shed no tears
No, woman, no cry
I remember when we used to sit
In the government yard in Trenchtown
And then Georgie would make the fire lights
As it was logwood burnin' through the nights
Then we would cook cornmeal porridge
Of which I'll share with you
My feet is my only carriage
So I've got to push on through
But while I'm gone
No, woman, no cry
No, woman, no cry
Woman, little darlin', say don't shed no tears
No, woman, no cry
Eh! (Little darlin', don't shed no tears!
No, woman, no cry
Little sister, don't shed no tears!
No, woman, no cry)
Melting Pot Composer(s): Roger Cook; Roger Greenaway Performer(s): Blue Mink and various other artists
I met my girl She was livin' in the melting pot I touched her skin It was greasy from the melting pot Get yourself a weapon 'Cause they slice you up in the melting pot Well, I don't really have time to talk But I wish you lots of luck inin the melting pot
Chorus
And in the end it's always just some game The heartbreak, the laughter has all been in vain Beat up and lied to For your whole life Kick you in the head In the melting pot The hawks live upstairs Where the air is clean in the melting pot They like to swoop down And gnaw at your brain in the melting pot Money, sex and power Jerk you off in the back seat of the melting pot Then they say I saw you last night And you sure were looking sweet in the melting pot
Chorus
They'd like to buy you off If they possibly can in the melting pot With temptation and dreams and persuasion That's what they got In the melting pot Keep you bleeding, begging and snotty here In the melting pot Well, don't you dare laugh out loud They'll take away what you got In the melting pot
One Day I'll Fly Away Composer(s): Will Jennings; Joe Sample Performer(s): The Crusaders; and various other artists
I make it alone When love is gone Still you made your mark Here in my heart One day I'll fly away Leave you love to yesterday What more can your love do for me When will love be through with me I follow the night Can't stand the light When will I begin My life again One day I'll fly away Leave you love to yesterday What more can your love do for me When will love be through with me Why live life from dream to dream Dread the day that dreaming ends One day I'll fly away Leave you love to yesterday What more can your love do for me When will love be through with me Why live life from dream to dream And dread the day that dreaming ends One day I'll fly away
