Retro-Songteksten: Evergreens, Classics, Old-Time Favourites, Hits Uit Onze Jeugd
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Tell Me On A Sunday Composer(s): Andrew Lloyd-Webber - Don Black First performance/First release by: Marti Webb - 1979/1980 Covered by multiple other artists
Don't write a letter when you want to leave Don't call me at 3 a.m. from a friend's apartment I'd like to choose how I hear the news Take me to a park that's covered with trees Tell me on a Sunday please Let me down easy No big song and dance No long faces, no long looks No deep conversation I know the way we should spend the day Take me to a zoo that's got chimpanzees Tell me on a Sunday please Don't want to know who's to blame It won't help knowing Don't want to fight day and night Bad enough you're going Don't leave in silence with no word at all Don't get drunk and slam the door That's no way to end this I know how I want you to say goodbye Find a circus ring with a flying trapeze Tell me on a Sunday please
I dont want to fight day and night Bad enough you're going Don't leave in silence with no word at all Don't get drunk and slam the door That's no way to end this I know how I want you to say goodbye Dont run off in the pouring rain Dont call me as they call your plane Take the hurt out of all the pain Take me to a park that's covered with trees Tell me on a Sunday please
My Little Austin Seven Composer(s): Norman Long Performer(s): Clarkson Rose
Nearly everybody's got a motor car today Whatever make it is, it's the best of all, they say Well you can keep your 'Austin Cowley' and your 'Essex Six' Believe me, they're not in it with my little bag of tricks
It's an Austin Seven, a little baby Austin The cutest little car upon the road I can drive it anywhere, you ought to see it camber Upstairs, downstairs, in my lady's chamber
It matters not at all you think it's awful small Believe me boy, it's in If you want to give the wife a ride without all her relations You'll never beat an Austin Seven
The house I live in hasn't got a garage and what's more I don't intend to build one 'cause it's a waste of time, I'm sure 'Cause we've got a little cubby-hole behind the kitchen door That'll hold my little Austin Seven
The other day I went out driving in a shower of rain That's a thing, believe me, I shall never do again I skidded in a gutter and got washed down a drain In my little Austin Seven.
One day I met an omnibus that stretched from side to side Across the road and held up all the traffic far and wide So I just drove underneath it and came out the other side In my little Austin Seven
One day a motor cyclist drove up and stared at me, "Thank God!" he said, "I've found you, alright now...", said he And in the place of where his little sidecar used to be He went and fastened my little Austin Seven
When driving in the park, a nurse rushed upon me saying She said, 'Now don't you move, I'm surprised at you, I am" She thought I was the baby she'd left sitting in the pram In my little Austin Seven
If I ever want to park it and the police ask what I'm at I never have to worry about a little thing like that I just bung it in the cloakroom with my overcoat and hat My little Austin Seven
It's an Austin Seven, a little baby Austin The cutest little car upon the road. You can drive it anywhere, you ought to see it camber Upstairs, downstairs, in my lady's chamber
I've got a Ma-in-Law and you know how they jaw And she's fourteen stone eleven But she has to keep her knees up and it stops her chin from wagging In the back seat of my little Austin Seven
Got A Job Composer(s): Tyran Carlo; Berry Gordy Jr.; Smokey Robinson Performer(s): Smokey Robinson & The Miracles; The Marcels
Walked all day till my feet were tired I was low, I just couldn't get hired So I sat in a grocery store "Help is light and I need some more"
(I got a job) Sha na na na, sha na na na na (I got a job) Sha na na na, sha na na na na (I got a job) Sha na na na, sha na na na na Well, I fin'lly fin'lly fin'lly fin'lly fin'lly (got a job) Sha na na na, sha na na na na
You've been houndin' me to get a job Well I finally did & my boss is a slob He's on my back really all day long It seems like everything I do is wrong Well, I fin'lly fin'lly fin'lly fin'lly fin'lly (got a job) Sha na na na, sha na na na na
(He says to me) "Get the boxes, take 'em to the basement Do the job right or I'll get a replacement Get the mop & clean the dirty floors And when you're finished wipe the windows and the doors" I fin'lly fin'lly fin'lly fin'lly fin'lly (got a job) Sha na na na, sha na na na na
Well, this man's about to drive me stone insane One of these days I'm gonna have a fit And though the boss keeps a-runnin' through my brain I'll never (never) (never) (never) (never never quit my brand new job) Workin' all day and workin' all night and workin' all day
Tell Me Mama Composer(s): Gerry Granahan Performer(s): Christine Quaite
Tell me Mama, what to do If a boy makes eyes at you Tell me Mama, what to say When he looks at me that way
Should I let him hold my hand (Oh yeah) Tell him that I think he's grand Tell me Mama, tell me Mama Tell me what to do
Tell me Mama, is it right If he wants to hold me tight Tell me Mama, should I sigh Ev'rytime he passes by
And if I can't resist Well, should I let him steal a kiss Tell me Mama, tell me Mama Tell me what to do
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah) I don't know what I should do 'Cause I've been taught by the golden rule If he want's to be my steady boy Should I-I-I go and play it cool
Oh-oh-oh, tell me Mama, if at night Do you know that I need your advice Tell me Mama, it's okay If he wants to see me every day
Should I let him know I care (Oh yeah) Or do you think I should beware Tell me Mama, tell me Mama Tell me what to do
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah) I don't know what I should do 'Cause I've been taught by the golden rule If he want's to be my steady boy Should I-I-I go and play it cool
Oh-oh-oh, tell me Mama, it's okay If he wants to see me every day Should I let him know I care Or do you think I should beware Tell me Mama (Tell me Mama) Tell me Mama what to do
Got A Feelin' Composer(s): Denny Doherty; John Phillips Performer(s): The Mamas & The Papas
Got a feeling that I'm wasting time on you babe Got a feeling that you've been untrue I got a feeling that you're stealing All the love I thought I was giving to you Baby it's true
Got a feeling that you're playing some game with me babe Got a feeling that you just can't see If you're entertaining any thought that you're gaining By causing me all of this pain and making me blue The joke's on you
When I get to feeling that you're stealing love And I don't know why It makes me so discouraged I finally get the courage not to cry babe Or even try babe
Got a feeling that I'm wasting time on you babe Got a feeling that you've been untrue I got a feeling that you're stealing All the love I thought I was giving to you Baby it's true, the joke's on you (2x)
Tell Me It's Over Composer(s): Stephen Bishop Performer(s): Frida Lyngstad
Is she somewhere in this city? Is she somewhere in this town? What's her name? What does she look like? Is she fun to be around? Does she make you feel like I did? Oh so long ago
I wanna hear it from you Tell me that it's over Let me hear it from you Tell me that it's over I wanna hear it from you
First you look at me with anger in your eyes Then you look at me with spite That's if you look at me at all That's how I'm looking at you tonight
You tell me that love's a drag for you But when the lights go out you panic
I wanna hear it from you...
I know there must be some kind of fool To be in love with you To be in love with you
Tell me that it's over Let me hear it from you Tell me that it's over I wanna hear it from you
Got A Date With An Angel Composer(s): Clifford Grey;
Sonny Miller; Jack Waller; Joseph A. Tunbridge Performer(s): Al Bowlly; and various other artists
Got a date with an angel Got to meet her at seven Got a date with an angel And Im on my way to heaven Shes so lovely beside me And whatever betide me Got an angel to guide me So Im on my way to heaven Soon Ill hear bells ring out And the choir will sing out When the pearly gates swing out Shell becon to me Ive been waiting a life time For this evening at seven Got a date with an angel And Im on my way to heaven
Tell Me How Long The Train's Been Gone Composer(s): Henry Nemo - Brooks - Kay Starr Performer(s): Kay Starr
Now here's a little ditty about a depot disaster We have a distressed damsel and the doggonest dilemma!
A-tell me how long the train's been gone A-tell me how long the train's been gone A-tell me how long the train's been gone The people keep a-comin' but the train's done gone!
Ever'one knows the train don't wait Ever'one knows the train don't wait It's your own fault if the show up late The people keep a-comin' but the train don't wait!
Now the sun drops in the west Up pops the same old moon Same as the train to explain There'll be another choo-choo soon!
A-tell me how long the train's been gone A-tell me how long the train's been gone A-tell me how long the train's been gone The people keep a-comin' but the train's done gone!
People comin' See I'm a-runnin'! See I'm a-runnin', a-shovin', a-breakin' down the gate! See I'm pushin' They're shovin' Well the people keep a-comin' but the train's done gone!
Yes, the people keep comin', the train's got out That's what everybody's talkin' about! You better get to movin', can't be late Because the man that takes the tickets gonna close the gate!
A-tell me how long the train's been gone A-tell me how long the train's been gone A-tell me how long the train's been gone The people keep a-comin' but the train's done gone!
The sun comes up, out from the west Up pops the same old moon Same as the train to explain There'll be another choo-choo soon!
Tell me how long the train's been gone Hhow long has the train been gone? Tell me how long the train's been gone The people keep a-comin' but the train's done gone! People keep a-comin' Yes the people keep a-comin' But the train done gone!
My Lighthouse Composer(s): Jarvis Cocker; Simon Hinkler Performer(s): Pulp
Come up to my lighthouse for I have something I wish to say It can wait for a moment; well in fact it can wait all day I just wanted to bring you up here so you could have the chance to see The beauty of this situation that you could share with me It may seem strange to talk of love and then lighthouses It's not strange to me Hey All alone you and I in our high tower That's the way to be Some laugh at my lighthouse they say it's just an ivory tower But I don't mind because I know their envy grows by the hour See I have a purpose up here to guide the ships upon their way All this is mine; it could be yours too what do you say? It may seem strange to talk of love and then lighthouses It's not strange to me Hey All alone you and I in our high tower That's the way to be Hehehey hey
Gossip Calypso Composer(s): Peacock Performer(s): Bernard Cribbens
Gossip calypso, Gossip calypso Hear all about it yak a yak-yak Every woman up at the window Giving out the gossip and getting it back
Oh Mrs. Brown, well how are you now, I tell you I've had a shocking time with Ern and his stomach Don't talk to me, my Charlie has gone and fallen down the stairs again, saints preserve us Poor old chap, did he hurt himself well, not as much as Alf that's my cousin Fred's boy I learned from Fred the doctor said, he'll have to have his kneecap scraped, gor blimey singing
Gossip calypso Gossip calypso Hear all about it yak a yak-yak Every woman up at the window Giving out the gossip and getting it back
Mrs. Booze, have you heard the news that woman you know the very fat one down at the corner Climbed in a truck, got stuck, they think that they never gonna get her out, do tell me Well I had a feller round and gave him a pound, to free her with an oxyacetylene welder Must send along some books, it looks like she's gonna be there quite some time, cor blimey singing
Gossip calypso Gossip calypso Hear all about it yak a yak-yak Every woman up at the window Giving out the gossip and getting it back
Oh Mrs. Ware I do like your hair who does it I go to Madame Pom Pom round by the gas works With all that fruit, it looks so cute, I can't believe it it's really you, like a film star Have you heard dear, a little bird has told me Mrs. Tate's expecting her seventh Well glory be, that's three, she's had since Lenny had his tonsils out, cor blimey singing
Gossip calypso Gossip calypso Hear all about it yak a yak yak Every woman up at the window Giving out the gossip and getting it back Giving out the gossip and getting it back
Tell Me How Composer(s): Buddy Holly - Norman Petty - Jerry Allison Performer(s): The Crickets - 1958 Covered by multiple other artists
Tell me how to keep your love You know how I need your love Tell me how you keep the love Within your heart from me Don't you know that I love you Let me show why I'm true blue When I know my love is true Don't keep your love from me If you would say to me today The time for love is now Could I sway your love my way Then I say tell me how Tell me how to keep your love You know how I need your love Tell me how you keep the love Within your heart from me If you would say to me today The time for love is now Could I sway your love my way Then I say tell me how Tell me how to keep your love You know how I need your love Tell me how you keep the love Within your heart from me Tell me how you keep the love Within your heart from me
My Life Composer(s): Billy Joel Performer(s): Billy Joel
Got a call from an old friend we'd used to be real close Said he couldn't go on the American way Closed the shop, sold the house, bought a ticket to the west coast Now he gives them a stand-up routine in L.A.
I don't need you to worry for me cause I'm alright I don't want you to tell me it's time to come home I don't care what you say anymore this is my life Go ahead with your own life leave me alone
I never said you had to offer me a second chance I never said I was a victim of circumstance I still belong Don't get me wrong And you can speak your mind But not on my time
They will tell you, you can't sleep alone in a strange place Then they'll tell you can't sleep with somebody else Ah but sooner or later you sleep in your own space Either way it's OK you wake up with yourself
Gossip And Second Gossip Composer(s): Alan Jay Lerner; Frederick Loewe
Gossip
There's that wretched man Louis DeLaTour With his latest horrible amour Isn't she a mess? Isn't she a sight? Let's invite them out tomorrow night
Honore Lachaille Honore Lachaille With another twinkle in his eye Isn't it a shame? Isn't it a crime Seeing him so happy all the time?
There's Gaston Lachaille With his little friend Is that passion never going to end? Did you see her ring? Not a bagatelle! Dear Liane is doing very well
Second Gossip
There's Gaston Lachaille With his latest belle She should keep him busy for a spell Isn't she a dream? Isn't she a dear? Oh, if only dear Liane were here
There's Gaston Lachaille There's Gaston Lachaille With the latest apple of his eye Where could she be from? Do you know her name? She's a little young to play the game
Tell Me Again Composer(s): Jerry Crutchfield Performer(s): Jeannie Seely and multiple other artists
Tell me again how I'll soon forget you And won't even think of your name But this time go slow, for I want to know Just how it is that I will lose this thing
Tell me again how there'll be another And how that someone will take your place Then tell me the part what to do with a heart That still loves you, yes tell me again
Tell me how I'll no longer see you Tossing sleeplessly through each night Or when my mem'ry strays to a favorite day When the world was ours and everything was right
Tell me again how I'll make it without you And how I'll have time on my side Then tell me the part what to do with a heart That still loves you, yes tell me again
Well now the party's over Food and dishes all put away Family and guests are all off in their beds Looks like the end of the day Just you and I together And I don't know what to say It feels so strange, the same old game Without a reason to play Without a reason to play
I never shared the vision In fact I've never known From dawn to dusk relations rust You stood it all alone And there in all confusion So big, so fearless, so bold I tried so hard I almost died But now I guess you know But now I guess you know
They're boarding up the windows The closets seem so small The picture frames of mem'ry lane Come cascading off the wall And now the questions and the answers Ring so hollow in my mind The reasons change, the agenda fades Up against the wailing wall Up against the wailing wall
Melting all my anger As I turn life a page To make some sense, to feel repent What to save and cast away Now in the final chapter Of the greatest story told I see so clear through clouded tears I don't want to see you go I don't want to see you go
Well now the party's over Food and dishes all put away Family and guests are all off in their beds Looks like the end of the day Just you and I together And I don't know what to say It feels so strange, the same old game Without a reason to play Without a reason to play
Gosse De Paris Composer(s): Maurice Vidalin; Charles Aznavour Performer(s): Charles Aznavour; Isabelle Aubret
Gosse de Paris Pour s'embrasser Nous n'avions pas de chambre Pas de sous Pas même un lit Même cassé Juste un coin d'herbe verte Loin de tout Mais c'était là que dans la nuit Nous entendions crier les grands trains fous Courant vers l'inconnu, courant sans nous En emportant nos coeurs jusqu'aux îles
Gosse de Paris On a pleuré Sur le quai d'une gare Mon amie En dénouant Nos mains, serrées Sur toute une romance De Paris
J'aurai pas dû m'en aller J'aurai pas dû te laisser Il fallait nous contenter D'un bonheur de quatre sous
Rien qu'à toi Rien qu'à moi Rien qu'à nous Tu sais Gosse de Paris C'était promis Ni mon coeur Ni mes lèvres N'ont menti Si je ne t'ai jamais écrit C'est que la bonne étoile M'a trahie Crois moi j'ai fait ce que j'ai pu Mais nous ne verrons pas l'île au trésor Bien trop d'années me sont tombés dessus Trop de temps loin de toi mais qu'importe
Gosse de Paris Gosse de ma rue Ombre parmi les ombres Du faubourg Je t'aime encore Amie perdue De ma première enfance Mon amour
Tell Me About It Composer(s): Bill LaBounty - Pat McLaughlin Performer(s): Delbert McClinton & Tanya Tucker and multiple other artists
They say that there's a hole in the atmosphere The things you think will last disappear When you were ready to say I do Somebody lowered the boom on you Now you need a sympathetic ear
Tell me about it Tell me about teardrops in the dark Tell me about it Tell me about your broken heart You say you need someone to hold you tight (You) can't stand another lonely night Well come closer and Tell me about it
Love isn't always true it hurts sometimes Your tears will tell on you girl, I'm not blind I know what you're goin' through I graduated from that school too If you need a shoulder cry on mine
Tell me about it Tell me about teardrops in the dark Tell me about it Tell me about your broken heart You say you need someone to hold you tight (You) can't stand another lonely night Well come closer and Tell me about it
You took a lesson in playin' a fool I graduated from that school too If you need a shoulder cry on mine
Tell me about it Tell me about teardrops in the dark Tell me about it Tell me about your broken heart You say you need someone to hold you tight (You) can't stand another lonely night Well come closer and Tell me about it
My Last Date (With You) Composer(s): Boudleaux Bryant; Floyd Cramer; Skeeter Davis Performer(s): Skeeter Davis and various other artists
One hour and I'll be needing you I know you're gonna make me blue My heart is trembling through and through 'Cause I know very well I can tell, I can tell This will be my last date with you
Just can't believe that this could end I know I'll never love again You'll ask me to be just a friend It's as plain as can be I can see, I can see This will be my last date with you
I know we had a quarrel But all sweethearts do
I gave my love to prove to you That I would always love you and be true
I know you've met somebody new You'll tell me you and I are through My plans and dreams cannot come true And when you say goodbye I know I will cry 'Cause I'll know it's my last date with you
