Retro-Songteksten: Evergreens, Classics, Old-Time Favourites, Hits Uit Onze Jeugd
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Take Me To Your Heart Again Performer(s): Gracie Fields
Take me to your heart again Lets make a start again Forgiving and forgetting Take me to your heart again And leave behind from then Our life of long regretting Dearest, lets turn back the years Let smiles come after tears Like sunshine after rain Im yearning for you by night and by day Praying Ill soon hear you saying I love you Then, well never part again If you will take me to your heart again
Dearest, lets turn back the years Let smiles come after tears Like sunshine after rain Im yearning for you by night and by day Praying Ill soon hear you saying I love you Then, well never part again If you will take me to your heart again
Mourir À Harlem Composer(s): Nicolas Peyrac Performer(s): Nicolas Peyrac
Mourir à Harlem Mourir à Harlem Blotti au fond d'une ruelle Où les chiens n'ont jamais sommeil Où les enfants crèvent de haine À Harlem À Harlem Mourir à Harlem Mourir à Harlem Dans un paradis d'héroïne Planté devant une vitrine Qui ressemblerait à l'exil À Harlem À Harlem
Mourir à Harlem Mourir à Harlem D'avoir voulu chauffer ses ailes Au soleil De Harlem De Harlem
Mourir à Harlem Mourir à Harlem Au paradis des privilèges Où l'on assassinait les nègres Quand les Blancs exauçaient leurs rêves À Harlem À Harlem Mourir à Harlem Mourir à Harlem D'avoir trop voulu croire au ciel Que les Blancs peignaient arc-en-ciel Avant de quitter le soleil De Harlem De Harlem
Mourir à Harlem Mourir à Harlem Avec au fond du coeur ce blues Noir et rouge De Harlem
Mourir à Harlem Mourir à Harlem Blotti au fond de ce gospel Qui ressemble tant à la haine Quand il monte du coeur des chapelles De Harlem De Harlem Mourir à Harlem Mourir à Harlem D'avoir eu du sang dans les veines Qui soit presque couleur ébène Couleur de souffrance et de haine Presque les couleurs de Harlem Harlem Harlem Harlem Harlem
Take Me To The Top Composer(s): R. Nielsen - R. Zander Performer(s): Cheap Trick
We go back a long long way And it seems like yesterdaay When the words are spoken Or whispered in your ear Things have changed since we first met You alone are more than I expect But the good outweighs the bad By 110 per cent You take me to the top You're everything I've got You catch me if I'm falling Oh all the way You take me to the top You catch me if I'm falling oh Some things go in circles Something's in the air You know just what I'm feeling You can make the difference You know I really care You take me to the top You're everything I've got You catch me if I'm falling Oh all the way You take me to the top You catch me if I'm falling Oh ah ah Oh If I could dream a dream With a happy end You'd be in it every night Again and again Right here by my side You'd never go away But I'm awake I sing I say You take me to the top You're everything I've got You catch me if I'm falling Oh all the way You take me to the top You catch me if I'm falling oh
Mountain Of Love
((French Version: Les Monts Près Du Ciel (by Johnny Hallyday) - 1965))
Composer(s): Harold Dorman
First release by: Harold Dorman - 1959
Covered by multiple other artists
Standing on a mountain looking down on a city The way I feel is a doggone pity Teardrops fallin' down a mountainside Many times I've been here, many times I've cried We used to be so happy when we were in love High on a mountain of love
Night after night I'm a-standing here alone Weepin' my heart out till cold gray dawn Prayin' that you're lonely and you come here too Hoping just by chance that I'll get a glimpse of you Tryin' hard to find you, somewhere up above High on a mountain of love
A mountain of love, a mountain of love, you should be ashamed We used to be a mountain of love But you just changed your name
Way down below there's a half a million people Somewhere there's a church with a big tall steeple Inside a church there's an altar filled with flowers Wedding bells are ringin' and they shoulda been ours That's why I'm so lonely, my dreams gone above High on a mountain of love
A mountain of love, a mountain of love, you should be ashamed We used to be a mountain of love But you just changed your name
Way down below there's a half a million people Somewhere there's a church with a big tall steeple Inside a church there's an altar filled with flowers Wedding bells are ringin' that shoulda been ours That's why I'm so lonely My dreams gone above High on a mountain of love
High on a mountain of love High on a mountain of love High on a mountain of love
Give Me A Little Old Fashioned Love Composer(s): Ernest Tubb Performer(s): Ernest Tubb; Smokey Greene
Give Me A Little Old Fashioned Love The kind that lingers through the years The kind that's made by God up above Give Me A Little Old Fashioned Love
Now you can have the girls with rosy cheeks The ones that coo like turtle dove I just want a simple girl that's sweet So, Give Me A Little Old Fashioned Love
Ah Leon Ah do it pretty son
Now you can have the girls that's dressed so nice From their head down to their little feet But if you want some real good advice The old fashioned girls just can't be beat
So, Give Me A Little Old Fashioned Love The kind that lingers through the years The kind that's made by God up above Give Me A Little Old Fashioned Love
Ah Buddy now
Now you can have the girls with worldly ways That's had a dozen so called love affair But, they'll never make me their slave I want a simple girl that's on the square
So, Give Me A Little Old Fashioned Love The kind that lingers through the years The kind that's made by God up above Just Give Me A Little Old Fashioned Love
Take Me To The River Composer(s): Al Green - Teenie Hodges First release by: Al Green - 1974 Covered by multiple other artists
I don't know why I love her like I do All the changes you put me through Take my money, my cigarettes I haven't seen the worst of it yet I wanna know that you'll tell me I love to stay Take me to the river, drop me in the water Take me to the river, dip me in the water Washing me down, washing me down
I don't know why you treat me so bad Think of all the things we could have had Love is an ocean that I can't forget My sweet sixteen I would never regret
I wanna know that you'll tell me I love to stay Take me to the river, drop me in the water Push me in the river, dip me in the water Washing me down, washing me
Hug me, squeeze me, love me, tease me Till I can't, till I can't, till I can't take no more of it Take me to the water, drop me in the river Push me in the water, drop me in the river Washing me down, washing me down
I don't know why I love you like I do All the troubles you put me through Sixteen candles there on my wall And here am I the biggest fool of them all
I wanna know that you'll tell me I love to stay Take me to the river and drop me in the water Dip me in the river, drop me in the water Washing me down, washing me down
Mountain Greenery Composer(s): Richard Rogers; Lorenz Hart Originally performed by: Sterling Holloway & Bobbie Perkins Covered by various other artists
On the first of May, it is moving day Spring is here, so blow your job Throw your job away! Now's the time to trust To your wanderlust In the city's dust you wait, must you wait Just you wait.......!
In a mountain greenery Where God paints the scenery Just two crazy people together While you love your lover Let blue skies, be your coverlet When it rains we'll laugh at the weather And if you're good, I'll search for wood So you can cook... while I stand looking Beans could get no keener reception in a beanery Bless our mountain greenery home!
Simple cooking means More than French Cuisines I've a banquet planned which is Sandwiches and beans Coffee's just as grand With a little sand Eat and you'll grow fatter, boy `smatter boy? Huh, huh! `Atta boy
In a mountain greenery Where God paints the scenery Just two crazy people together How-how-how-how-how we love sequestering Where no pests are pestering No dear momma holds us in tether Mosquitoes here Won't bite you dear I'll let them sting, me on the finger! Beans could get no keener reception in a beanery Bless our mountain greenery Far from life's machinery Bless our mountain greenery home!
Give It Up Or Turnit A Loose Composer(s): Charles Bobbit Performer(s): James Brown; Cold Sweat; Lyn Collins; Javon Jackson
Eeeeeee Baby give it up or turn it a loose Uh ha baby gives it up or turn it a loose Starting over again Baby, give it up or turn it a loose Oh ha baby, give it up or turn it loose Oooooh all right
Baby, give it up, oh turn it a loose oh Oh o o all night long, uh All right, hey, hey, hey, hey All night long, ain't no use oh o Oh oo baby give it up ha Lord have mercy, hey, hey, hey, hey All night long, ain't no use oh o Oh oo baby give it up ha Lord have mercy, hey, hey, hey, hey Uh ha oh oh e wow Baby need you so Uh turn it a loose Hey, hey, hey, hey
Oh, oh, oh, hold you tight Cause I need you so With all my might I've got to squeeze you Hold you tight because I love you so Oh oh oh baby oh
Céline ((Adapted from: Céline (Hugues Aufray) - 1966)) Composer(s): Hugues Aufray - Vline Buggy - Mort Schuman - Marc Van Caelenberg Performer(s): Sanne - 1994
Zeg mij, Céline je jeugd is nu voorbij waarom ben alleen jij als enige nog vrij? je zag hoe ieder het huis verliet alleen jij, alleen jij, trouwde niet
nee nee nee nee, bloos maar niet nee nee bloos maar niet ook al heb je nog altijd geen vriend nee bloos maar niet nee nee bloos maar niet jij had toch de liefste man verdiend
zeg mij, Céline jij die ons zo goed kent ons zo lang hebt verwend een moeder voor ons bent jij die aan ons al je liefde geeft heb je enkel voor ons geleefd?
nee nee nee nee, bloos maar niet nee nee bloos maar niet ook al heb je nog altijd geen vriend nee bloos maar niet nee nee bloos maar niet jij had toch de liefste man verdiend
zeg mij,Céline waar bleef de jongeman die zo vaak bij je kwam je in zijn armen nam? kon hij je zorg voor ons niet verstaan heb jij hem daarom laten gaan?
nee nee nee nee, bloos maar niet nee nee bloos maar niet ook al heb je nog altijd geen vriend nee bloos maar niet nee nee bloos maar niet jij had toch de liefste man verdiend
maar ja, Céline je leven heeft wel zin want jij was het begin van ieder nieuw gezin en ook al is nu je jeugd voorbij er komt iemand, die maakt jou blij
nee nee nee nee, bloos maar niet nee nee bloos maar niet ook al heb je nog altijd geen vriend nee bloos maar niet nee nee bloos maar niet jij had toch de liefste man verdiend
huil maar niet huil maar niet onze liefde die gaat niet voorbij huil maar niet nee huil maar niet er komt iemand en die maakt je blij
Give It Up Composer(s): Deborah Carter; Harry Wayne "K.C." Casey Performer(s): K.C. & The Sunshine Band; and various other artists
Everybody wants you Everybody wants your love I'd just like to make you mine all night Na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na Baby give it up Give it up Baby give it up Na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na Baby give it up Give it up Baby give it up
Everybody sees you Ecerybody looks and stares I'd just like to make you mine Na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na Baby give it up Give it up Baby give it up Na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na Baby give it up Give it up Baby give it up
Can you give it Can you give it Give it up Come on baby I need your love Do you know I want it baby Come on baby I need your love Give it up, some of your love Come on and play the game of love
Take Me To The Pilot ((Italian Version: Il Primo Passo (Tihm) - 1970)) Composer(s): Elton John - Bernie Taupin First release by: Elton John - 1970 Covered by multiple other artists
If you feel that it's real I'm on trial And I'm here in your prison Like a coin in your mint I am dented and I'm spent with high treason
Through a glass eye your throne Is the one danger zone Take me to the pilot for control Take me to the pilot of your soul
Take me to the pilot Lead me through the chamber Take me to the pilot I am but a stranger
Take me to the pilot Lead me through the chamber Take me to the pilot I am but a stranger
Well I know he's not old And I'm told he's a virgin For he may be she But what I'm told is never for certain
Take Me To The Land Of Jazz Composer(s): Edgar Leslie - Bert Kalmar
It was down in Tennessee That the Jazzy melody Originated then waited for popularity Now in every cabaret It's the only thing they play I love to hear it, must be near it That's why I say
There is music in each breeze Even tombones grow on trees You hear 'em moaning and groaning their tuneful harmonies Every cotton planter's son When he meets his lovin' "hon" Is simply pestered and requested To join the fun
"Take me to the Land of Jazz Let me hear the kind of blues that Memphis has I want to step To a tune that's full of ginger and pep Pick 'em up and lay 'em down Learn to Razmataz Let me give you a warning We won't get home until morning 'Cause everybody's full of Jazzbo In the lovin' Land of Jazz"
Motownphilly Composer(s): Dallas Austin; Michael Bivins; Nathan B. Morris; Shawn Patrick Stockman Performer(s): Boyz II Men; The Trammps
Motownphilly's back again Doin' a little east coast fling Boyz II Men going off Not too hard, not too soft
It's long overdue but now Philly is slammin' Boyz II Men, ABC, BBD The east coast family Never skipped a beat, na While cooling on South street Jet black Benz, plenty of friends And all the Philly steaks you could eat Back in school we used to dream about this everyday Could it really happen? Or do dreams fade away Then we started singing them They said it sounded smooth So we started a group and here we are Kickin' it just for you
Motownphilly's back again Doin' a little east coast fling Boyz II Men going off Not too hard, not too soft
The spotlight is on us now Watch us do this Da da, daaa da da, da da da da da da Live and direct from Philly town Rap and hype and we can get down We are ready to roll So now the world will know that we were Back in school we used to dream about this everyday Could it really happen? Or do dreams fade away Then we started singing them They said it sounded smooth So we started a group and here we are Kickin' it just for you
Motownphilly's back again Doin' a little east coast fling Boyz II Men going off Not too hard, not too soft
Doom doom doom da da, doom doom doom da da Da di da di da da, da da, daa daa daa Doom doom doom da da, doom doom doom da da Da di da di da da, da da, daa daa daa
Motownphilly's back again Doin' a little east coast fling Boyz II Men going off Not too hard, not too soft
Give It Away Composer(s): Carl Davis; Eugene Record Performer(s): The Chi-Lites; Tahiti 80
Give it away Ooh, hoo, give it away Give it away Ooh, hoo, give it away
Whats the sense in giving you love When youre gonna give it away Oh, yeah {Give it away} And whats sense in giving you kisses When youre gonna give it away Oh, yeah {Give it away}
You say you have nothing to live for Baby, baby, Im here knockin at your door Give it away, its all right (You can do what you wanna) Give it away, its all right (Cause I know youre gonna) Give it away, give it away
Whats the sense in having my love When Im gonna give it to you {Give it away} Give it straight to you, baby {Give it away} And I dont mean maybe Whats sense denying I love you When youre mad and Im proud of you {Give it away} Oh, yeah {Give it away}
Baby, love was made for two I know, I know, I know its meant for me and you Give it away, its all right (You can do what you wanna) Give it away, its all right (Cause I know youre gonna) Give it away, give it away
I love you no matter what you do Baby, baby, baby, baby
Baby, love was made for two I know, I know, I know its meant for me and you
Oh, whats the sense in having my love {Ooh, hoo, give it away} When Im gonna give it to you And whats sense in giving you kisses {Ooh, hoo, give it away} When its you Im gonna be missin
And whats sense in giving you honey {Ooh, hoo, give it away} When youre takin away my money Oh, baby, baby, baby, baby, baby {Ooh, hoo, give it away} Yeah, yeah
Whats the sense in giving you love {Ooh, hoo, give it away} Whats the sense in giving you money
Take Me In Your Arms And Hold Me Composer(s): Cindy Walker First release by: Eddy Arnold - 1949 Covered by multiple other artists
Take me in your arms and hold me Like I've been holding you in my heart Take me in your arms and tell me That you missed me since we've been apart
You just don't know how heartsick and lonesome I've been Or how much I've prayed that you'd come back again And take me in your arms and hold me Like I've been holding you in my heart
Comme j'avais beaucoup marché J'étais fatigué Je vois une espèce de ferme Je me dis j'vais m'arrêter J'ai dit hé hé là-dedans Y a-t-il quelqu'un de vivant Je me sentais vraiment seul Devant la maison Quand soudain devant moi Un grand gaillard de fermier Vient me braquer son canon À la hauteur du menton
Je tombais sur les genoux En criant mais vous êtes fous Moi j'aime bien les fermiers Ne me tuez pas s'il vous plaît Il s'en est fallu d'un rien Qu'il ne me tire comme un lapin C'est vous l'espèce de vagabond Qui vient pour mendier J'ai dit non non non Je n'suis pas c'que vous croyez En droit je suis licencié J'ai fait l'Université
Alors arriva la fille Qui s'appelait Rita Ell' semblait tout droit sortie D'la Dolce Vita Et je me mis en devoir De l'amadouer comme son père Je lui dis la jolie ferme Que vous avez là Dit's-moi qu'est ce qu'un étudiant Connaît à l'agriculture J'ai répondu braves gens Je suis un puits de culture
En voyant mes ongles sales Il sut que je travaillais Il me dit d'un air futé Vous avez l'air fatigué Oh oui j'ai fait huit cent bornes Et j'en ai vraiment plein l'dos Il me jeta sur la paille Avec les bestiaux Tâchez de rester tranquille Ou sinon moi je me fâche Ne touchez pas à ma fille Et demain faut traire les vaches
Je ne dormais que d'un il Quand Rita vint me secouer Elle me faisait de l'il Comme Tony Perkins Elle me dit viens prendre un' douche Je vais te montrer où c'est J'ai répondu hey hey hey C'coup là on m'la déjà fait J'essayais de m'défiler Je n'savais pas trop comment Mais Rita a insisté Vraiment très très gentiment
Je n'pouvais plus m'en tirer J'avais l'air d'un lâche J'aurais pas dû accepter D'aller demain traire les vaches Pour sortir de cette histoire Fallait trouver un moyen J'ai crié Fidel Castro C'est un bon copain Rita parût suffoquée J'ai cru que c'était gagné Quand le fermier soudain surgit En hurlant qu'est ce que t'as dit
J'ai dit vive Fidel Castro Vous m'avez compris Il me tomba sur le dos A bras raccourcis Rita parla de sa mère Qui dormait au cimetière Tandis qu'le vieux me flanquait Un coup dans l'buffet En enfer je t'expédie Si tu n't'en vas pas tout d'suite Espèce d'étudiant pourri Espèce de rat communiste
Il me jeta à la tête Un paquet d'readers digest Moi je fis une pirouette Le vieux prit son escopette J'éclatais par la fenêtre A cent quatre vingt à l'heure Et j'atterris en tempête Dans un pot de fleurs Revenez criait Rita Le père chargeait son engin Quand le soleil se leva Moi j'étais déjà très loin
Même si Rita est partie Je n'reviendrai pas d'sitôt Chez ce vieux fermier maudit Car j'ai trouvé un boulot Mais la sacrée vieille canaille Espère bien me faire cueillir Un jour par son F B I Mais il peut courir Je continue à penser Envers et contre tous Sans liberté de parler On est moins que rien du tout
