Retro-Songteksten: Evergreens, Classics, Old-Time Favourites, Hits Uit Onze Jeugd
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The Time It Is Today Performer(s): The Association
Sunrise, sunset What you're born with is what you get Let your fear just pass away Then your love will fill your days I know
I need so little, yet so much Child's sweet laughter, woman's touch I can't say just what is real All I know is what I feel I know
The time it is today And we must find our way My heartbeat clearly states The answer's not in hate I once believed That love was but a dream But now I know That love's a flowing stream
They're lyin', killin' They're pushin' their rules They tell you the prophets All were just fools But I know different And I won't be used It's they that are lost It's they are confused They are confused They are confused
Sunrise, sunset What you're born with is what you get All your worries, all your fears They don't change the passing years I know
Come Sail Away Composer(s): Dennis DeYoung Originally performed by: Styx Covered by various other artists
I'm sailing away set an open course for the virgin sea I've got to be free free to face the life that's ahead of me On board I'm the captain so climb aboard We'll search for tomorrow on every shore And I'll try oh Lord I'll try to carry on
I look to the sea reflections in the waves spark my memory Some happy some sad I think of childhood friends and the dreams we had We live happily forever so the story goes But somehow we missed out on that pot of gold But we'll try best that we can to carry on
A gathering of angels appeared above my head They sang to me this song of hope and this is what they said They said come sail away come sail away Come sail away with me Come sail away come sail away Come sail away with me
I thought that they were angels but to my surprise They climbed aboard their starship and headed for the skies Singing come sail away come sail away Come sail away with me Come sail away come sail away Come sail away with me
The Time Has Come Composer(s): Les Vandyke Performer(s): Adam Faith
The time has come for me to hang my head in shame The time has come for me to say that I'm to blame The time has come for love's return but it won't be the same Oh please believe me I won't make the same mistakes again
The time has come to end this very sad affair The time has come for you and I once more to share a summers kiss But love's return won't ever be the same Oh please believe me I won't make the same mistakes again
No more sorrows, no more cheating Our tomorrows won't be repeating the past
So here am I to ask if you can still forgive If you can love, the time has come for love to live With no regrets, but take my word that love won't be the same Oh please believe me I won't make the same mistakes again
Oh please believe me I won't make the same mistakes again
Come Rain Or Come Shine Composer(s): Johnny Mercer; Harold Arlen Originally performed by: Ruby Hill & Harold Nicholas Covered by various other artists
I'm gonna love you like nobody's loved you Come rain or come shine High as a mountain and deep as a river Come rain or come shine I guess when you met me It was just one of those things But don't ever bet me "Cause I'm gonna be true if you let me You're gonna love me like nobody's loved me Come rain or come shine Happy together, unhappy together And won't it be fine Days may be cloudy or sunny We're in or we're out of the money But I'm with you always I'm with you rain or shine
Categorie:Eng. Songs Tags:Ruby Hill & Harold Nicholas
Road To Rio Composer(s): Al Blake Performer(s): Canned Heat
Well, I was livin' on the road Couldn't get a decent meal My baby, she gave me a dirty deal Now I'm hitchhikin' on the road to Rio Tryin' to flag a ride from an automobile
Won't somebody stop and let me ride? Why don't you stop and let me ride? Won't somebody let me ride? I'm movin' on down the line
I'm standing on the road right by the side Nobody knows how many tears I've cried I've even thought about suicide I guess it must be time to take a ride
Won't somebody stop and let me ride? Why don't you stop and let me ride? Won't somebody let me ride? I'm movin' on down the line
Standin' on the road right by the side Watchin' all the cars keep passin' by The sun's goin' down, but I don't mind I'm gonna catch a ride if it takes all night
Won't somebody stop and let me ride? Why don't you stop and let me ride? Won't somebody let me ride? I'm movin' on down the line
Now it was 2:00 am and I was high and dry This beautiful chick gave me the eye She opened the door and I slid by her side And we headed on down the line
I'm so glad she stopped and let me ride Somebody finally let me ride I'm so glad she stopped and let me ride We're gonna boogie on down the line
Rio One hundred miles ahead We're gonna moving on down the line
Come Prima (Tu Me Donnes) English & Italian Titles: Come Prima (For The First Time; Come Prima Composer(s): Jacques Larue; Alessandro Taccani; Enzo Di Paola Performer(s): Dalida and various other artists (Originally performed by: Tony Dallara)
Come prima tu me donnes Tant de joie Que personne ne m'en donne Comme toi C'est ta bouche qui m'apporte Ma joie de vivre Et ma chance c'est de vivre Rien que pour toi Que m'importe si tu m'aimes Moins que moi Moi je t'aime comme on n'aime Qu'une fois Et je reste prisonnière Prisonnière de tes bras Come prima tu me donnes Tant de joie!
Tu trouves mon chéri quand on est ensemble Que rien ne semble m'intéresser Comment prêter aux gens la moindre importance Quand je ne pense qu'à t'embrasser...
Come prima tu me donnes Tant de joie Que personne ne m'en donne Comme toi C'est ta bouche qui m'apporte Ma joie de vivre Et ma chance c'est de vivre Rien que pour toi Come prima tu me donnes Tant d'amour Que j'espère te le rendre Quand heureuse dans tes bras Je me donne je me donne Toute à toi! Je me donne je me donne Toute à toi!
Road To Morocco ((aka (We're Off On The) Road To Morocco)) Composer(s): Johnny Burke; Jimmy Van Heusen Performer(s): Bing Crosby; and various other artists
We're off on the road to Morocco This camel is tough on the spine (hit me with a band-aid, Dad) Where they're goin', why we're goin', how can we be sure I'll lay you eight to five that we'll meet Dorothy Lamour (yeah, get in line)
Off on the road to Morocco Hang on till the end of the line (I like your jockey. Quiet) I hear this country's where they do the dance of the seven veils We'd tell you more (uh-ah) but we would have the censor on our tails (good boy)
We certainly do get around Like Webster's Dictionary we're Morocco bound
We're off on the road to Morocco Well look out, well clear the way, 'cause here we come Stand by for a concussion The men eat fire, sleep on nails and saw their wives in half It seems to me there should be easier ways to get a laugh (shall I slip on my big shoes?)
Off on the road to Morocco Hooray! Well blow a horn, everybody duck Yeah. it's a green light, come on boys
We may run into villains but we're not afraid to roam Because we read the story and we end up safe at home (yeah) Certainly do get around Like Webster's Dictionary we're Morocco bound
We certainly do get around Like a complete set of Shakespeare that you get in the corner drugstore for a dollar ninety-eight We're Morocco bound
Or, like a volume of Omar Khayyam that you buy in the department store at Christmas time for your cousin Julia We're Morocco bound (we could be arrested)
The Tide Is High Composer(s): John Holt First release by: The Paragons - 1967 Covered by multiple other artists
The tide is high but I'm holding on I'm gonna be your number one I'm not the kind of girl Who gives up just like that Oh, no
It's not the things you do That tease and wound me bad But it's the way you do The things you do to me I'm not the kind of girl Who gives up just like that Oh, no
The tide is high but I'm holding on I'm gonna be your number one Number one, number one
Every girl wants you to be her man But I'll wait my dear 'til it's my turn I'm not the kind of girl Who gives up just like that Oh, no
The tide is high but I'm holding on I'm gonna be your number one Number one, number one
Every girl wants you to be her man But I'll wait my dear 'til it's my turn I'm not the kind of girl Who gives up just like that Oh, no
The tide is high but I'm holding on I'm gonna be your number one {Repeat}
Come Prima (For The First Time) French & Italian Titles: Come Prima (Tu Me Donnes); Come Prima Composer(s): Vincenzo Di Paola; Mario Panzeri; Buck Ram; Alessandro Taccani Performer(s): Patrizio Buanne and various other artists (Originally performed by: Tony Dallara)
Come Prima, Come Prima, I'm in love Come Prima, Come Prima, I found love From the moment I saw you, I was enraptured Every moment after that, I live in the clouds Come Prima, Come Prima, I can thrill Come Prima, I love you and always will You're the first one, yes, the first one You're my one and only one Come Prima, Come Prima, I'm in love
For the first time, for the first time, I'm in love For the first time, for the first time, I found happiness From the moment I saw you, I was enraptured Every moment after that, I live in the clouds For the first time, yes, the first time, I can thrill For the first time, I love you and always will You're the first one, yes, the first one You're my one and only one For the first time, for the first time, I'm in love
Come Prima, Come Prima, I can thrill Come Prima, I love you and always will You're the first one, yes, the first one You're my one and only one Come Prima, for the first time, I'm in love
Road Hog Composer(s): John D. Loudermilk Performer(s): John D. Loudermilk
Have you ever been driving down the road And come up on a fella who was just poking along Straddlin' the white line And when you try to pass him he'd speed up Ha ha, well around here we call this fella a Road Hog This is a story about him and his eventual end
Well me and my buddy went a ridin' last night Me and my buddy went a ridin' last night We topped a hill and we saw his lights Road Hog beep beep do do do do Road Hog beep beep do do do do When we saw him we almost died When we saw him we almost died He was a comin' at us on our side Road Hog beep beep do do do do Road Hog beep beep do do do do My buddy said that fella sure come mighty near Probably some learner who don't know how to steer And then I saw his lights a comin' up in my mirror Road Hog beep beep do do do do Road Hog beep beep do do do do He passed us a goin' bout a hundred I guess He passed us a goin' bout a hundred I guess And then he slowed down to twenty or less Road Hog beep beep do do do do Road Hog beep beep do do do do I tooted my horn and I started to pass I blinked my lights and I started to pass And then that Road Hog stepped on the gas Road Hog beep beep do do do do Road Hog beep beep do do do do You'd better get him up some money for bail You'd better get him up some money for bail Cause tomorrow morning he will be in jail Road Hog beep beep do do do do Road Hog beep beep do do do do The boys will have him in the morning behind bars The boys will have him in the morning behind bars Cause I'm the County Sheriff in my unmarked car ha ha ha Road Hog beep beep do do do do Road Hog beep beep do do do do
The Thrill Is Gone Composer(s): Roy Hawkins - Rick Darnell First recording/First release by: Roy Hawkins - 1951 Covered by multiple other artists
The thrill is gone The thrill is gone away The thrill is gone baby The thrill is gone away You know you done me wrong baby And you'll be sorry someday
The thrill is gone It's gone away from me The thrill is gone baby The thrill is gone away from me Although I'll still live on But so lonely I'll be
The thrill is gone It's gone away for good Oh, the thrill is gone baby Baby its gone away for good Someday I know I'll be over it all baby Just like I know a man should
You know I'm free, free now baby I'm free from your spell I'm free, free now I'm free from your spell And now that it's over All I can do is wish you well
Come Over Here Composer(s): James Brown Performer(s): James Brown; The Harmonizing Four; Royal Sons Quintet
Come over here, come over here Come over here, come over here Let me tell you, come over here That I love you, come over here And everything, come over here Is going just all right, come over here Come over here, come over here And be with me tonight, come over here And everything will be all right Come over here, come over here
Yeah
Come over here, come over here I want to let you know I want you so bad, come over here There must be a reason, come over here I've got a pride, come over here It was you, come over here Don't let it happen to me, come over here I need good, good loving, come over here Darling, darling, come over here
You better stop it, come over here Dogging me around, come over here So come on over here, come over here Come on over here, come over here So you've got the power, come over here And you better think, come over here You better think, come over here I want you please, please, come over here Please, please, come over here Listen to me, come over here You're so hard I can't stand no more, come over here So please, please, come over here Please, please, come over here Tell me what I did wrong, come over here Walk right up to me baby, come over here Please, please, come over here Please, please, come over here Come over here, come over here, come over here I said please, please, come over here Tell me, come over here Try me, come over here Try me, come over here
Try me, come over here And let me, come over here And everthing would be all right Come over here, come over here, come
Rivers Of Babylon Composer(s: Brenton Dowe; Trevor McNaughton Performer(s): Jimmy Cliff; and various other artists
By the rivers of Babylon, there we sat down Ye-eah we wept, when we remembered Zion By the rivers of Babylon, there we sat down Ye-eah we wept, when we remembered Zion
When the wicked Carried us away in captivity Required from us a song Now how shall we sing the lord's song in a strange land
When the wicked Carried us away in captivity Requiring of us a song Now how shall we sing the lord's song in a strange land
Let the words of our mouth and the meditations of our heart Be acceptable in thy sight here tonight Let the words of our mouth and the meditation of our hearts Be acceptable in thy sight here tonight
By the rivers of Babylon, there we sat down Ye-eah we wept, when we remembered Zion By the rivers of Babylon, there we sat down Ye-eah we wept, when we remembered Zion
By the rivers of Babylon (dark tears of Babylon) There we sat down (You got to sing a song) Ye-eah we wept, (Sing a song of love) When we remember Zion (Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah)
By the rivers of Babylon (Rough bits of Babylon) There we sat down (You hear the people cry) Ye-eah we wept, (They need that power) When we remember Zion (Ooh, have the power)
The Three Caballeros Composer(s): Ernesto Cortázar - Manuel Esperón - Ray Gilbert Performer(s): Clarence Nash, José Oliviera & Joaquin Garay and multiple other artists
We're three caballeros Three gay caballeros They say we are birds of a feather We're happy amigos No matter where he goes The one, two, and three goes We're always together
We're three happy chappies With snappy serapes You'll find us beneath our sombreros We're brave and we'll say so We're bright as a peso Who says so? We say so! The three caballeros
Ohhhh! We have the stars to guide us Guitars here beside us To play as we go We sing and we samba We shout 'aye caramba'! What means aye caramba? Oh yes, I don't know
Ohhhh! Through fair or stormy weather We stand close together Like books on the shelf And pals though we may be When some latin baby Says yes, no, or maybe Each man is for himself!
Ohhhh! We have the stars to guide us Guitars here beside us To play as we go We sing and we samba We shout 'aye caramba'! What means aye caramba? Oh yes, it means, I don't know
Come Outside Composer(s): Charles Blackwell Originally performed by: Mike Sarne & Wendy Richard
Little doll we've been jiving all night long (Little doll) Little doll gotta feeling somethings wrong (Little doll) Coz it aint right to wanna keep on dancing There won't be any time left for romancing
Come outside, come outside There's a lovely moon out there Come outside, come outside While we got time to spare
Little doll it seems ages since we kissed (Little doll) Little doll think of all the fun we've missed (Little doll) Coz it aint right to wanna keep on dancing There won't be any time left for romancing
Come outside, (Wendy: what for) Come outside (Wendy: whats the rush) There's a lovely moon out there (Wendy: it's cold out side) Come outside, (Wendy: why) Come outside (Wendy: you do keep on) While we got time to spare (Wendy: I want another twist)
Now I went and promised your old man That we'd be home about half past ten Seems we've got just one more jive Then we'll be starting home again
Come outside,(Wendy: get lost) Come outside (Wendy: go and ask Lil) There's a lovely moon out there (Wendy: you can go off people) Come outside, (Wendy: give over) Come outside (Wendy: belt up) While we got time to spare (Wendy: why don't you listen to the beat)
Little doll I know the band aint bad (Little doll) Little doll I'm agetting kinda mad (Little doll) Coz it aint right to wanna keep on dancing There won't be any time left for romancing
Come outside,(Wendy: lay off) Come outside (Wendy: shove it) There's a lovely moon out there (Wendy: you are a one) Come outside,(Wendy: all right) Come outside (Wendy: not for too long) While we got time for a bit of slap and tickle (Wendy: I'll slap and tickle you in a minute) Oh come out for a bit of .....
Categorie:Eng. Songs Tags:Mike Sarne & Wendy Richard
River, Stay 'Way From My Door Composer(s): Harry Woods; Mort Dixon Performer(s): Frank Sinatra; and various other artists
You keep goin' your way - I'll keep goin' my way (I'll keep goin' my way, you keep rollin' your way) River, stay 'way from the door I just got (me) a cabin - you don't need my (you'll never need that) cabin River, stay 'way from the door
Don't (you) come up any higher - I'm so all alone Leave the bed and the fire - that is all I own (and you can have that phone)
I ain't breakin' your heart - don't (you) start breakin' my heart River, stay 'way from the door
(Stay 'way, get 'way, roll 'way, stay 'way) (You dirty, old, muddy river, you) (River, stay 'way from the door)
The Three B's Composer(s): Hugh Martin - Ralph Blane Performer(s): June Allyson, Victoria Schools & Nancy Walker and multiple other artists
Gloria: I never wanna hear Johann Sebastian Bach
June: And I don't wanna listen to Ludwig Beethoven
Nancy: And I don't give a hoot for ol' Johannes Brahms
All: The B's we want are these, the B's we want are these
June: They're the barrelhouse, the boogie-woogie
Gloria: And the blues
All: Yes, the barrelhouse, the boogie-woogie and the blues!
June: Oh, the barrelhouse makes you want to carouse
Nancy: Every boogie beat will raise your heat
Gloria: When they start to play the blues
All: You'll never choose to lose the blues
Gloria: Oh, the blues will really get you
June: And the barrelhouse is bound to upset you
Nancy: And the boogie-woogie beat will drive you straight to distraction Hey, let's go professor, get a solid reaction! From a barrelhouse, the boog-boog-boog-boog boogie and the blues
All: Yes, the barrelhouse, yeah, the boogie-woogie and the blues
All: When a Dixieland band gets up on the stand You'll hear the trombones slide and start to ride So make 'em play those dirty Dirty hurdy-gurdy barrelhouse, boogie and blues The barrelhouse, boogie and blues The barrelhouse, the boogie-woogie and the blues We're up a tree now, we don't know which to choose The barrelhouse, the boogie-woogie or the blues
Nancy: I love the boogie 'cos it tickles my spine I love the boogie 'cos it's fresh and it's fine Just like a cigarette with modern design That's why I love the boogie-woogie (Yes! Yes!) It seems to knock the wind right out of my chest It's so darn good it makes a fool of the rest Just goes to show you that the boogie's the best That's why I love the boogie-woogie (Yes! Yes!) It's right as rain, low as a thunder Light as a cloud, sweet as a cake It's got a kick like mountain liquor And it's as slick and hard to take as Veronica Lake It picks you up and then knocks you right down It makes you laugh and play and act like a clown No other music has the right to the crown 'Cos there's nothing that will raise your heat Like the boogie-woogie beat
June: Don't mean the barrelhouse
Nancy: Like the boogie-woogie beat
Gloria: Don't mean the blues
Nancy: I love the boogie-woogie beat!
Gloria: I love the boogie too, but not when I'm feeling blue I get the blues in the mornin', the blues at night I even get the blues when I'm feelin' all right 'Cos it sounds so good and it feels so good And it is so good, my best jazz music there is
June: I love the blues as well, but not when I'm feeling swell When I'm feeling kind of chummy and I wanna join the scrummy I go barrelhouse, barrelhouse The atmosphere is squalid, but the band is really solid They play barrelhouse, barrelhouse, they really go to town The beat is steady as a rock there They play till five or six o'clock there You'll be mighty glad you found 'em It's great to be around 'em Oh they sock it, beat it, kill it The barrelhouse will make you hot on jazz
All: It's the barrelhouse, the boogie-woogie and the blues That's the barrelhouse, the boogie-woogie and the blues Talkin' about those three B's Talkin' about those three B's Talkin' about those three B's One, two, three B's One, two, one-two-three B's
Come On-A My House Composer(s): William Saroyan; Ross Bagdasarian Originally performed by: Kay Armen and The Ray Charles Singers Covered by various other artists
Come on-a my house my house, I'm gonna give you candy Come on-a my house, my house, I'm gonna give a you Apple a plum and apricot-a too eh Come on-a my house, my house a come on Come on-a my house, my house a come on Come on-a my house, my house I'm gonna give a you Figs and dates and grapes and cakes eh Come on-a my house, my house a come on Come on-a my house, my house a come on Come on-a my house, my house, I'm gonna give you candy Come on-a my house, my house, I'm gonna give you everything
Come on-a my house my house, I'm gonna give you Christmas tree Come on-a my house, my house, I'm gonna give you Marriage ring and a pomegranate too ah Come on-a my house, my house a come on Come on-a my house, my house a come on Come on-a my house, my house I'm gonna give a you Peach and pear and I love your hair ah Come on-a my house, my house a come on Come on-a my house, my house a come on Come on-a my house, my house, I'm gonna give you Easta-egg Come on-a my house, my house, I'm gonna give you Everything - everything - everything