Retro-Songteksten: Evergreens, Classics, Old-Time Favourites, Hits Uit Onze Jeugd
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Night Nurse Composer(s): Gregory Isaacs; Sylvester Weise Performer(s): Gregory Isaacs; and various other artists
Tell her try your best jest to make it quick Whom attend to the sick 'Cause there must be something she can do This heart is broken in two
Tell her it's a case of emergency There's a patient by the name of Gregory Night nurse Only you alone can quench this Jah thirst My night nurse, oh gosh Oh the pain it's getting worse
I don't wanna see no doc I need attendence from my nurse around the clock 'Cause there's no prescription for me She's the one, the only remedy Night nurse Only you alone can quench this Jah thirst My night nurse Oh the pain it's getting worse I hurt my love I don't wanna see no doc I need attendence from my nurse around the clock 'Cause there's no prescription for me She's the one, the only remedy Night nurse Only you alone can quench this Jah thirst My night nurse Oh the pain it's getting worse I hurt my love And I'm sure No doctor can cure Night nurse Night nurse
Isabelle Composer(s): Jacques Brel; François Rauber Performer(s): Jacques Brel
Quand Isabelle dort plus rien ne bouge Quand Isabelle dort au berceau de sa joie Sais-tu qu'elle vole la coquine Les oasis du Sahara Les poissons dorés de la Chine Et les jardins de l'Alhambra Quand Isabelle dort plus rien ne bouge Quand Isabelle dort au berceau de sa joie Elle vole les rêves et les jeux D'une rose et d'un bouton d'or Pour se les poser dans les yeux Belle Isabelle quand elle dort
Quand Isabelle rit plus rien ne bouge Quand Isabelle rit au berceau de sa joie Sais-tu qu'elle vole la cruelle Le rire des cascades sauvages Qui remplacent les escarcelles Des rois qui n'ont pas d'équipages Quand Isabelle rit plus rien ne bouge Quand Isabelle rit au berceau de sa joie Elle vole les fenêtres de l'heure Qui s'ouvrent sur le paradis Pour se les poser dans le cur Belle Isabelle quand elle rit
Quand Isabelle chante plus rien ne bouge Quand Isabelle chante au berceau de sa joie Sais-tu qu'elle vole la dentelle Tissée au cur de rossignol Et les baisers que les ombrelles Empêchent de prendre leur vol Quand Isabelle chante plus rien ne bouge Quand Isabelle chante au berceau de sa joie Elle vole le velours et la soie Qu'offre la guitare à l'infante Pour se les poser dans la voix Belle Isabelle quand elle chante
Night Moves Composer(s): Bob Seger Performer(s): Bob Seger; and various other artists
I was a little too tall could've used a few pounds tight pants points hardly reknown she was a black-haired beauty with big dark eyes and points all her own sitting way up high way up firm and high
Out past the cornfields where the woods got heavy out in the back seat of my '60 Chevy workin' on mysteries without any clues workin' on our night moves tryin' to make some front page drive-in news workin' on our night moves in the summertime in the sweet summertime
We weren't in love, oh no, far from it we weren't searchin' for some pie in the sky summit we were just young and restless and bored livin' by the sword and we steal away every chance we could to the backroom, to the alley or the trusty woods I used her, she used me but neither one cared we were gettin' our share workin' on our night moves tryin' to lose the awkward teenage blues workin' on our night moves and it was summertime
And oh the wonder we felt the lightning and we waited on the thunder waited on the thunder
I woke last night to the sound of thunder how far off I sat and wondered started humming a song from 1962 ain't it funny how the night moves when you just don't seem to have as much to lose strange how the night moves with autumn closing in
Isabelle (Italian Version: Isabella) Composer(s): Charles Aznavour Performer(s): Charles Aznavour
Depuis longtemps mon cur Etait à la retraite Et ne pensait jamais Devoir se réveiller Mais au son de ta voix J'ai relevé la tête Et l'amour m'a repris Avant que d'y penser
Comme on passe le doigt Entre l'arbre et l'écorce L'amour s'est infiltré S'est glissé sous ma peau Avec tant d'insistance Et avec tant de force Que je n'ai plus depuis Ni calme ni repos
Les heures près de toi Fuient comme des secondes Les journées loin de toi Ressemblent à des années Qui donnent à mon amour Un goût de fin du monde Elles troublent mon corps Autant que ma pensée
Tu vis dans la lumière Et moi dans les coins sombres Car tu te meurs de vivre Et je me meurs d'amour Je me contenterais De caresser ton ombre Si tu voulais m'offrir Ton destin pour toujours
Night Lights Composer(s): Sammy Gallop; Chester Conn Performer(s): Nat "King" Cole; Gene Ammons; Bobby Scott
Night lights, those blues-in-the-night lights Are no longer bright lights since I'm without you Sweet dreams, oh where did they fly to? You're gone and who can I cry to?
Those night lights remind me of bright eyes And beautiful white lies too good to be true As I go on my way with all my heart I pray That those night lights will lead me to you
Those night lights remind me of bright eyes And beautiful white lies too good to be true As I go on my way with all my heart I pray That those night lights will lead me to you
Isabella (French Version: Isabelle) Composer(s): Georges Calabrese; Charles Aznavour Performer(s): Charles Aznavour
Da tempo ormai avevo il cuore in pace Che ero convinto che non si svegliasse più Ma mi risollevai, sentendo la tua voce Ti amavo prima che ci riflettessi sù Isabelle, Isabelle, Isabelle Isabelle, Isabelle, Isabelle Conquistatore che ignora la clemenza L'amore ha messo già radici in fondo a me Distrutto le mie idee, presa la mia esistenza E la calma oramai, che non so più cos'è Isabelle, Isabelle, Isabelle Isabelle, Isabelle Un'ora accanto a te trascorre in un secondo Un giorno senza te dura un'eternità E io vivo così, quasi fuori del tempo Tra spazi di follia e di lucidità Isabelle, Isabelle, Isabelle No basta, Isabelle, oh, Isabelle Mon amour Tu corri nella luce ed io resto nell'ombra Tu pazza per la vita ed io pazzo di te E mi accontenterò di amare la tua onbra Se il tuo destino vuoi dividere con me Isabelle, Isabelle, Isabelle Isabelle, Isabelle, Isabelle, mon amour..
Isaac & Abraham Composer(s): Joan Baez; Wally Wilson; Kenny Greenberg Performer(s): Joan Baez
Hard times, hard times in Canaan land Trouble in the mind of a man A voice came whispering softly to him Go offer, offer up the lamb
Abraham took his only son High up on a hill His test of faith had finally come As the wind, the wind begin to chill
Cold steel, cold steel in the father's hand Tears falling from the sky The angels, the angels did not understand Why the righteous, the righteous boy should die
Then Abraham most mysteriously Laid down that deadly knife Said "My darlin' son, I wish I was the one Who spared you, spared your precious life"
Oh Isaac The light of all your days Will shine upon this mountain high And never, never fade away And never fade away
Night In My Veins Composer(s): Chrissie Hynde; Tom Kelly; Billy Steinberg Performer(s): The Pretenders
I see him standing silhouetted in the lamp light I cross the street and I quicken my pace He cups his hands and he lights a cigarette I find myself in the bones of his face It's just the night in my veins Oh, making me crawl in the dust again It's just the night under my skin, slipping it in He's got his hands in my hair and his lips everywhere Oh yeah, it feels good, it's alright Even if it's just the night in my veins He's got me up against the back of a pickup truck Out of sight of the neon and glare We might as well be on a beach under the moonlight Love's language reads the same anywhere yeah It's just the night in my veins Oh, making me crawl in the dust again It's just the night under my skin, slipping it in He's got his chest on my back across a new Cadillac Oh yeah, it feels good, it's alright Even if it's just a night in my veins I've got my head on the curb and I can't produce a word Oh yeah, feels good, so right Even if it's just a night in my veins Feels good, so right Even if it's just the night in my veins
Is You Is or Is You Ain't (Ma' Baby) Composer(s): Bill Austin; Louis Jordan First recording/First release by: Louis Jordan 1943/1944 Covered by multiple other artists
I got a gal who's always late Any time we have a date But I love her Yes I love her
I'm gonna walk right up to her gate And see if I can get it straight Cause I want her I'm gonna ask her
Is you is or is you ain't my baby Way you're acting lately makes me doubt Youse is still my baby, baby Seems my flame in your heart's done gone out
A woman is a creature that has always been strange Just when you're sure of what you'll find She's gone and made a change
Is you is or is you ain't my baby Maybe baby's found somebody new Or is my baby still my baby true
Is you is or is you ain't my baby Maybe baby's found somebody new Or is my baby still my baby true
Night Game Composer(s): Paul Simon Performer(s): Paul Simon; Sam Yahel
There were two men down And the score was tied In the bottom of the eighth When the pitcher died
And they laid his spikes On the pitcher's mound And his uni-form was torn And his number was left on the ground
Then the night turned cold Colder than the moon The stars were white as bones The stadium was old Older than the screams Older than the teams There were three men down And the season lost And the tarpaulin was rolled Upon the winter frost
Is This Love Composer(s): David Coverdale; John Sykes Performer(s): Whitesnake and multiple other artists
I should have known better Than to let you go alone Its times like these I cant make it on my own Wasted days, and sleepless nights And I cant wait to see you again
I find I spend my time Waiting on your call How can I tell you, baby My backs against the wall I need you by my side To tell me its alright cos I dont think I can take anymore
Is this love that Im feeling Is this the love, that Ive been searching for Is this love or am I dreaming This must be love cos its really got a hold on me A hold on me...
I cant stop the feeling Ive been this way before But, with you Ive found the key To open any door I can feel my love for you Growing stronger day by day An I cant wait to see you again So I can hold you in my arms
Is this love that Im feeling Is this the love, that Ive been searching for Is this love or am I dreaming This must be love cos its really got a hold on me A hold on me...
Is this love that Im feeling Is this the love, that Ive been searching for... Is this love or am I dreaming Is this the love, that Ive been searching for...
Night Full Of Voices Composer(s): Colin Blunstone; Stuart Elliott Performer(s): Keats
I couldn't say for sure At first it was just the softest sound I wouldn't say I saw But I could feel it all around me
I heard the night full of voices Telling me: "Don't surrender It doesn't end here!" The night's full of voices Falling free Once you've heard them You will remember
I never said before I knew that no one would believe I don't care anymore If you think I want to deceive you
I hear the night full of voices Calling me "Beware, the changes Have hidden dangers!"
Is There Still Room For Me 'Neath The Old Apple Tree
Is There Still Room For Me 'Neath The Old Apple Tree Composer(s): Maurice Abrahams; Lew Brown; Edgar Leslie Performer(s): Henry Burr & Albert Campbell
Hello there long distance, please don't make me wait in vain I asked you to connect me with a homestead down in Maine I hate to hold the wire, don't get mad if I complain I long to hear my sweetheart's voice again Oh, hello dear, yes, this is me, I'm many miles away I'm lonesome and I just called up to say
Is there still room for me 'Neath the old apple tree Where there once was a bench for two Oh, that bench wasn't long And you know it wasn't strong When I sat there with you
I've got fare back to Maine And I'll jump on a train If your heart beats as fond and as true Is there still room for me 'Neath the old apple tree If there is I'll come back to you
Listen operator, what's the matter with this phone It seems to me you never had a sweetheart of your own You say there's wire trouble and you've got the numbers mixed Well, hurry up and get the wires fixed Is that you dear? Yes I can hear, they cut us off somehow I'm waiting and I want your asnwer now
Is there still room for me 'Neath the old apple tree Where there once was a bench for two Oh, that bench wasn't long And you know it wasn't strong When I sat there with you
I've got fare back to Maine And I'll jump on a train If your heart beats as fond and as true Is there still room for me 'Neath the old apple tree If there is I'll come back to you
Night Flight Composer(s): John Paul Jones; Jimmy Page; Robert Plant Performer(s): Led Zeppelin; Jeff Buckley
I received a message from my brother across the water He sat laughin' as he wrote the end's in sight So I said goodbye to all my friends And packed my hopes inside a matchbox 'Cause I know it's time to fly Come on, meet me in the morning, meet me in the middle of the night The morning light is comin', don't it make you wanna go and feel alright? I just jumped a train that never stops So know somehow they'll know I never finished payin' for my ride Just n' someone pushed a gun into my hand Tell me I'm the type of man to fight the fight that I'll require Come on, meet me in the morning, meet me in the middle of the night The morning light is comin', don't it make you wanna go and feel alright? Oh, mama, well I think it's time I'm leavin' Nothin' here to make me stay Whoa, mama, well it must be time I'm goin' They're knockin' down them doors They're tryin' to take me away Please Mr. Brakeman, won't you ring your bell, and ring loud and clear? Please Mr. Fireman, won't you ring your bell? Tell the people they got to fly away from here I once saw a picture of a lady with a baby Suddenly they have a very, very special smile We are in the middle of a change in destination When the train stops, all together we will smile Oh, meet me in the morning Won't you meet me in the middle of the night, night, night Everybody know the mornin' time is comin' Don't it make you wanna feel alright, ah, ah, yeah Make me feel alright, fly now, baby Get to fly, yeah, fly now, baby
Is There Something I Should Know? Composer(s): Roger Taylor; Simon John Charles Le Bon; John Nigel Taylor; Nick Rhodes; Andy Taylor First release by: Duran Duran - 1984 Covered by multiple other artists
I made a run, I run out yesterday Tried to find my mountain hideaway maybe next year, maybe no go
I know you're watching me every minute of the day, yeah I've seen the signs and the looks and pictures That give your game away, yeah
There's a dream that strings the road With broken glass for us to hold and I cut so far before I had to say
Please, please tell me now Is there something I should know? Is there something I should say? That would make you come my way Do you feel the same 'cos you don't let it show
People stare and cross the road from me And jungle drums they all clear the way for me Can you read my mind, can you see in the snow and fiery demons all dance when you walk through that door Don't say you're easy on me, you're about as easy as a nuclear war
Please, please tell me now Is there something I should know? Is there something I should say? That would make you come my way Do you feel the same 'cos you don't let it show
Please, please tell me now Is there something I should know? Is there something I should say? That would make you come my way
Please, please tell me now Is there something I should know? Is there something I should say? That would make you come my way
Please, please tell me now Can you see what makes me blow? Can you see how much I die? Every time it passes by
Please, please tell me now What it takes to make you show Is there something I should know? Is there something I should say?
Night Flight Composer(s): Jeff Wayne; Paul Vigrass Performer(s): Justin Hayward
We were two lonely travelers In the sky that night Two lonely travelers, high flying Alone in the night on an endless flight Killing time with polite conversation Killing time in your shy hesitating way Killing time, killing my isolation
Two lonely travelers breaking ice By opening up a few old back pages
We were two golden eagles in the sky today Two golden eagles high flying Who swept through the air To a secret lair Flying free slowly wheeling and gliding Flying free on the sea and the high plateau Flying free on the breeze without trying
Two lonely travelers breaking ice By opening up a few old back pages And letting secrets out of their cages But wanting to remain perfect strangers
'Cos I was on a night flight Floating above the world Yes it was the moonlight Painting the wings in pearl High above the clouds High above the world
Yes I was on a night flight Lost in a different world I can see the starlight Silver a gypsy girl High above the clouds High above the world
We were two lonely travelers In the sky that night Two lonely travelers, high flying Alone in the night on an endless flight Killing time with polite conversation Killing time in your shy hesitating way Killing time, killing my isolation
Two lonely travelers breaking ice By opening up a few old back pages And letting secrets out of their cages But wanting to remain perfect strangers
'Cos I was on a night flight Floating above the world Yes it was the moonlight Painting the wings in pearl High above the clouds High above the world
Yes I was on a night flight Lost in a different world I can see the starlight Silver a gypsy girl High above the clouds High above the world
Yes I was on a night flight Floating above the world Yes it was the moonlight Painting the wings in pearl High above the clouds High above the world
Yes I was on a night flight Floating above the world Yes it was the moonlight Painting the wings in pearl High above the clouds High above the world
