Retro-Songteksten: Evergreens, Classics, Old-Time Favourites, Hits Uit Onze Jeugd
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I'm Glad You Reconsidered Composer(s): Lowell Fulson; Fats Washington Performer(s): Lowell Fulson
I'm glad you reconsidered, baby I'm glad you're comin' back home to me I'm glad you reconsidered, baby I'm glad you're comin' back home to me Ever since you been gone I been in so much misery
Tears fell from my eyes When your letter said you was on your way Like a child I cried When you said you was on your way You know I felt so good When you said you're comin' back home to stay
I'm gonna be right there When your train comes rollin' in I'm gonna be right there, baby When your train comes rollin' in I'm gonna hold you in my arms And you please to never leave me again
Even The Bad Times Are Good Composer(s): Peter Callander; Mitch Murray Performer(s): The Tremeloes
There are times in this life of mine I think that the sun forgot how to shine But as long as you're always there it don't bother me 'cos why should I care when all I've gotta do is run to you
Even the bad times are good, soon as I get to you baby you just gotta hold me and even the bad times are good Even the bad times are good, soon as I get to you baby you just gotta kiss me and even the bad times are good La, la la la la la la,la la La, la la la la la la,la la
When the day seems to drag along and all that I do is workin' out wrong Still I find that I never cry as long as I know that you're standing by Then all I've gotta do is run to you
Chorus
La, la la la la la la,la la La, la la la la la la,la la ...
I'm Glad There Is You Composer(s): Paul Madeira; Jimmy Dorsey First release by: Jimmy Dorsey & His Orch. - 1946 Covered by multiple other artists
In this world of ordinary people Extraordinary people I'm glad there is you In this world of overrated pleasures Of underrated treasures I'm glad there is you I live to love, I love to live With you beside me This role so new I'll muddle through With you to guide me In this world where many, many play at love And hardly any stay in love I'm glad there is you More than ever I'm glad there is you
In this world where many, many play at love And hardly any stay in love I'm glad there is you More than ever I'm glad there is you
Even Now Composer(s): Marty Panzer; Barry Manilow Performer(s): Barry Manilow
Even now when there's someone else who cares When there's someone home who's waiting just for me Even now I think about you as I'm climbing' up the stairs And I wonder what to do so she won't see that
Even now when I know it wasn't right And I've found a better life than what we had Even now I wake up crying in the middle of the night And I can't believe it still could hurt so bad
Even now when I have come so far I wonder where you are, I wonder why it's still so hard without you
Even now when I come shining through, I swear I think of you And how I wish you knew, even now
Even now when I never hear your name And the world has changed so much since you've been gone Even now I still remember and the feelings still the same And this pain inside of me goes on and on, even now
Even now when I have come so far I wonder where you are I wonder why it's still so hard without you
Even now when I come shining' through I swear I think of you and God, I wish you knew Somehow, even now
I'm Glad That I'm Bugs Bunny Composer(s): Alan Livingston; Warren Foster; Mike Maltese; Billy May Performer(s): Mel Blanc
I got big funny ears, they are so long and flat They are the very reasons I never wear a hat My teeth stick out in front Like pickets in a fence And as far as riches go, I'm not worth two cents
So I'm glad to be the way I am, Who cares if I look funny? No matter what the others have, I'm glad that I'm Bugs Bunny!
Suppose I was an Elephant, then I'd be really sunk For every place I'd ever go, I'd have to take my trunk! Suppose I was a Zebra, with stripes from head to tail I'd bet they'd think that I'd escaped, and throw me back in jail!
So I'm glad to be the way I am, Who cares if I look funny? No matter what the others have, I'm glad that I'm Bugs Bunny!
Suppose I was a tall Giraffe, and swallowed carrots, yummy! With that long neck, I'd surely starve before they reached my tummy Suppose I was a big fat pig I might as well be frank I wouldnt care to end up as some kiddies piggy bank
So I'm glad to be the way I am, Who cares if I look funny? No matter what the others have, I'm glad that I'm Bugs Bunny!
Whats up, Doc?
Suppose I was a smelly skunk, I wouldnt have a friend Id be alone excepting for, A cent I couldnt spend Suppose I was a Gator in the swamps where time would drag Until the day when Id be made into a travelling bag
So I'm glad to be the way I am, Who cares if I look funny? No matter what the others have, I'm glad that I'm Bugs Bunny!
Suppose I was a turkey then Id end up on a tray In the middle of the table on the next Thanksgiving Day Suppose I was a Bullfrog, croaking out a not Id dread the time when I would be, a frog in someones throat!
So I'm glad to be the way I am, Who cares if I look funny? No matter what the others have, I'm glad that I'm Bugs Bunny!
Even It Up Composer(s): Sue Ennis; Ann Wilson; Nancy Wilson Performer(s): Heart; Wicked Peach; Nancy Wilson
"I'm the one who can please you" Ain't that what you said You seemed so alone I guess I was easily led
I showed you my love But I guess that it went to your head When you were hungry I brought you your breakfast in bed
Even it up, even it up, even it up Even it up, even it up, even it up A good man pays his debt But you ain't paid yours yet Even it Even it up
I took you down over the tracks when you wanted some sin I brought you satin and herbs from the places I been Now something tells me you're going to use me again You think you can lay down the how and the where and the when
Even it up, even it up, even it up Even it up, even it up, even it up I don't want to bum it all But this axe she got to fall Even it Even it up
I'm Glad I'm Not Young Anymore Composer(s): Alan Jay Lerner; Frederick Loewe Performer(s): Maurice Chevalier
Poor boy! Poor boy! Down-hearted and depressed and in a spin Poor boy! Poor boy! Oh, youth can really do a fellow in!
How lovely to sit here in the shade With none of the woes of man and maid I'm glad I'm not young anymore
The rivals that don't exist at all The feeling you're only two feet tall I'm glad that I'm not young anymore
No more confusion No morning-after surprise No self-delusion That when you're telling those lies She isn't wise
And even if love comes through the door The chance that goes on forevermore Forevermore is shorter than before Oh, I'm so glad that I'm not young anymore
The tiny remark that tortures you The fear that your friends won't like her too I'm glad I'm not young anymore The longing to end the stale affair Until you find out she doesn't care I'm glad that I'm not young anymore
No more frustration No star-crossed lover am I No aggravation Just one reluctant reply "Lady, goodbye!"
The Fountain of Youth is dull as paint Methuselah is my patron saint I've never been so comfortable before Oh, I'm so glad that I'm not young anymore
Even geduld, de filmlas is gebroken Even geduld, er is weer Frans gesproken Even geduld, er is een storing in het interludium Ohoh (ohoh) ohoh (ohoh) Daar zwemt mijn leading lady in het aquarium Even geduld, ze zegt ons weer wat liefs Even geduld, om tien uur volgt het nieuws
Ik kijk al jaren 's avonds naar de televisie En de programma's vind ik lang niet mis Als ik m'n ogen toedoe zou ik durven zweren Dat het precies een echte radio is
Een keer heb ik de antenne gans verkeerd verbonden Toen zijn de schipper, Penelope en Armand Pien Te zien geweest zodra m'n vrouw ging wassen In 't ruitje van haar wasmachien
Even geduld, de filmlas is gebroken Even geduld, er is weer Frans gesproken Even geduld, er is een storing in het interludium Ohoh (ohoh) ohoh (ohoh) Daar zwemt mijn leading lady in het aquarium Even geduld, ze zegt ons weer wat liefs Even geduld, om tien uur volgt het nieuws
Lalala...
Ohoh (ohoh) ohoh (ohoh)
Even geduld, ze zegt ons weer wat liefs Even geduld, om tien uur volgt het nieuws Even geduld, heb je m'n lied gehoord Even geduld, kijk dan maar lekker voort
Even Cowgirls Get The Blues Composer(s): Rodney Crowell Performer(s): Emmylou Harris; and various other artists
She's a rounder I can tell you that She can sing 'em all night, too She'll raise hell about the sleep she lost But even cowgirls get the blues
Especially cowgirls, they're the gypsy kind And need their laid on 'em loose She's lived to see the world turned upside down Hitchin' rides out of the blues
But even cowgirls get the blues sometimes Bound to don't know what to do sometimes Get this feelin' like she's too far gone The only way she's ever been
Lonely nights are out there on the road Motel ceiling stares you down There must be safer ways to pay your dues But even cowgirls get the blues
Even cowgirls get the blues sometime Bound to don't know what to do sometimes Get this feelin' like she's too far gone The only way she's ever been
Even cowgirls get the blues sometime Bound to don't know what to do sometimes Get this feelin' like the restless wind The only way she's ever been
Even Cowboys Like A Little Rock & Roll Composer(s): Chris LeDoux Performer(s): Chris LeDoux
Well now cowboys love the ladies They like beans and sourdough Good horses and hot black coffee And campfires burnin' low You know we love that cowboy music But I'll bet you didn't know That even cowboys like just a little Rock & roll
Chorus Even cowboys like a little bit of rock & roll Yeah we all got some boogie woogie in our soul There's a little bit of Buddy Holly (Chuck Berry) (Charlie Daniels) In every cowboy that I know And even cowboys like a little bit of rock & roll
Now when your camped out on the prairie And that ole moon is shinin' bright You can hear those cattle bawlin' soft 'n low There's nothin' like a cowboy's song to make it all feel just right But even cowboys like a little bit rock & roll
Chorus
Now those old buckaroos are set in their ways And they'll even tell you so Say they don't like nothin' but them old time cowboy songs Yeah but I've seen the green grass growin' Underneath that winter snow I'll bet them old cowboys even like a little rock & roll
Chorus
Yeah there's a little long hair In every single cowboy that I know And even cowboys like a little bit of rock & roll
I'm Getting So Now I Don't Care Composer(s): Richard Howard; Bartley Costello; Dave Ringle
Oh how I cried when you told me goodbye Clouds hid the sun in the sky And oh, how I pleaded and begged you to stay But my heart is diff'rent to day
You didn't care tho' you made me believe That you could never deceive Perhaps you are sorry and want me again But now you would call me in vain
I'm getting so now I don't worry I'm getting so now I don't care When my heart was aching I tried to be game And let everybody think I was to blame I loved you so much when I lost you I thought I would die of despai But old dreams fade away And I thank God to day I'm getting so now I don't care
I know the place is just a mess I guess I kinda let things slide 'Cause you were gone I didn't care I only know I hurt inside
And now you ask if I still care for you Even after, even after, you went off with someone new...
(chorus) Even after (even after) I still want you like before I forgive you, even after You found new arms to explore Starting needing, hoping, praying you would walk back through that door Even after, even after And maybe even more
A million questions in my mind With answers I don't wanna find I only know you're here again And life can be what life was then
Can't run away 'cause there's no place to hide I am helpless, 'cause my love for you goes deeper than my pride
I'm Getting Sentimental Over You Composer(s): George Bassman; Ned Washington First release by: The Dorsey Brothers Orch. - 1932 Covered by multiple other artists
Oh, I never thought I'd fall But now I hear the call I'm getting sentimental over you All the thoughtful little things you say and do That thrill me through and through I'm getting sentimental over you I thought I was happy I could live without love Now I must admit that love is all I'm thinking off Baby, won't you please be kind And just make up your mind That you'll be sweet and gentle Be gentle with me Because I'm sentimental over you
Evelyn Composer(s): Hugo Felix; Anne Caldwell Performer(s): Mizzi Hajos
Love I think is tommy rot girls are such a funny lot Only one my manly fancy seems to please But without the least excuse With me she can raise the deuce For the little villain is a fearful tease Always messing me about Till I want to shout
I could win a score of them Then I'd win some more of them But upon my soul, I think I'm too blase! Just this one girl seems to start Little twitters round my heart Doctor diagnosed the case as "love" today It is such a fearful bore I'll have to say once more
Oh, Evelyn, oh, Evelyn You'll have to quit your devilin'! You tease and antalize me so You've surely got me "on the go!" Oh Evelyn, Oh Evelyn Just mind what you're about If you are on the level in the game you seem to revel in Oh Evelyn quit your devilin' Just cut it out
I'm Getting Better Composer(s): Jim Reeves Performer(s): Jim Reeves
I walked by the river Where we said good-bye Thought of your kisses And didn't even cry I'm gettin' better, I'm gettin' better
I talked with an old friend he asked about you I managed to tell him With just a tear or two I'm gettin' better, I'm gettin' better
I know I'll never be the same I was standin' too close to the flame But it doesn't hurt so much To hear your name I think I'll make it -- I'm gettin' better
Eve Wasn't Modest Till She Ate That Apple (We'll Have To Pass The Apples Again) Composer(s): Chas. McCarron; Albert Von Tilzer
Everybody loves a girl who's modest Everybody loves a girl who's shy When a girl is modest and retiring You can bet she'll always get by Modesty began in the garden of Eden In every book you'll find I'll admit it started in the Garden of Eden But just bear this in mind
Just suppose that every girl was modest Just suppose that every girl was shy There would be no dust when days are windy To blow right in the naughty man's eye We'd have better business in our marriage market Each man would surely mate When they start proposing they can see what they're getting That's why some hesitate
Eve wasn't modest till she ate that apple That old apple to blame The minute that she ate it she felt humiliated and hid behind the apple tree till darkness came If one little apple made the first girl modest It ought to work now as well as then Once they only wore a leaf Clothes are getting just as brief If every mother's daughter, wears dresses any shorter We'll have to pass the apples again
Eve wasn't modest till she ate that apple That old apple to blame The minute that she ate it she felt humiliated and hid behind the apple tree till darkness came If one little apple made the first girl modest It ought to work now as well as then Way back in the olden days Men were fooled by girlie ways For then we never knew them but now we see right through them We'll have to pass the apples again
I'm From Outer Space Composer(s): Shel Silverstein; Even Stevens Performer(s): Even Stevens
Well, I know this may surprise you, for you've known me for so long But I've tricked you with my music, and I've fooled you with my song But my mission here is over, and I've watched the Human Race And now the truth can be revealed, I'm from Outer Space
And my given name is Gilpage, and I'm really 2 foot 8 And when you think you've shook my hand, you've really slapped my face And I'm the son of the seventh Zorb, from a distant dying race Sent to see if it was safe, for us from Outer Space
But I'm leaving in the mornin' on a Q-Electra-Blue I'll hang a right at Jupiter on the far side of the Moon And I'll stand before the Elders and they'll ask me of this place And if the Earth could be a home for folks from Outer Space
But I'll tell 'em how you love to fight and how you love to war And how you never seem to learn from mistakes you made before And I'll tell 'em how you treat the old and what you teach the young And how you've melted down your plows and turned them into guns
So it's been real fine to know you, but I'll soon be with my own And I guess we'll take our chances, and leave your world alone And perhaps we'll even meet again, in another time and place But this ain't a healthy atmosphere for folks from Outer Space
So I'm leaving in the mornin' on a Q-Electra-Blue And I'll hang a right at Jupiter on the far side of the Moon And I'll stand before the Elders and when they'll ask me of this place I'll tell 'em that there ain't no room for folks from Outer Space
Eve Of Destruction Composer(s): P.F. Sloan Performer(s): Barry McGuire
The eastern world, it is explodin Violence flarin, bullets loadin Youre old enough to kill, but not for votin You dont believe in war, but whats that gun youre totin And even the Jordan River has bodies floatin
But you tell me Over and over and over again, my friend Ah, you dont believe Were on the eve of destruction
Dont you understand what Im tryin to say Cant you feel the fears Im feelin today? If the button is pushed, theres no runnin away Therell be no one to save, with the world in a grave Take a look around you boy Its bound to scare you boy
And you tell me Over and over and over again, my friend Ah, you dont believe Were on the eve of destruction
Yeah, my bloods so mad feels like coagulatin Im sitting here just contemplatin You cant twist the truth, it knows no regulation. Handful of senators dont pass legislation And marches alone cant bring integration When human respect is disintegratin This whole crazy world is just too frustratin
And you tell me Over and over and over again, my friend Ah, you dont believe Were on the eve of destruction
Think of all the hate there is in Red China Then take a look around to Selma, Alabama You may leave here for 4 days in space But when you return, its the same old place The poundin of the drum, the pride and disgrace You can bury your dead, but dont leave a trace Hate your next-door neighbor, but dont forget to say prayers
And tell me over and over and over and over again, my friend You dont believe Were on the eve Of destruction Mm, no no, you dont believe Were on the eve of destruction