Retro-Songteksten: Evergreens, Classics, Old-Time Favourites, Hits Uit Onze Jeugd
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I've Been Hurt Composer(s): Ray Whitley Performer(s): Bill Deal & the Rhondels
I've been hurt, hurt, hurt Yes I've been hurt I've been hurt like I've never been hurt before Cause you lied, you lied to me So leave me alone Cause I've been hurt Baby you lied Darling, what happened, what happened What happened, what happened last night I saw you with another guy Was holding you tight I've been hurt Baby you cheated, mistreated You cheated, cheated on me And you told me, you told me You told a whole lot of lies Darling, what happened, what happened What happened, what happened last night Well, I saw you with another guy He was holding you tight
On this joyful Christmas Day Sing fum, fum, fum On this joyful Christmas Day Sing fum, fum, fum For a blessed Babe was born Upon this day at the break of morn In a manger poor and lowly Lay the Son of God most holy Fum, Fum, Fum!
Thanks to God for holidays Sing fum, fum, fum Now we all our voices raise And sing a song of grateful praise Celebrate in song and story All the wonders of His glory Fum, fum, fum
I've Been Hearing Things About You Composer(s): Vince Gill Performer(s): Vince Gill
Have I gone crazy Is there someone new Something strange is going on Between me and you But tell me baby Tell me it's not true 'Cause I've been hearing things about you
Are you unhappy Are you lonely too Won't you tell me face to face What you're gonna do Well I still love you But I'm nobody's fool I've been hearing things about you
Yeah I heard you've been dancin' When you're out there runnin' 'round And I heard you've been seein' Some stranger you have found And I heard you've been thinkin' About tellin' me we're through Yeah I've been hearing things about you
Yeah I heard you've been thinkin' About tellin' me we're through I've been hearing things Oh I ain't naming names I've been hearing things about you
Frosty The Snowman
Composer(s): Steve Nelson; Jack Rollins
First release by: Guy Lombardo and His Royal Canadians - 1951
Covered by multiple other artists
Frosty the Snowman was a jolly happy soul with a corncob pipe and a button nose and two eyes made of coal
Frosty the Snowman is a fairytale, they say He was made of snow but the children know how he came to life one day
There must have been some magic in that old silk they found for when they placed it on his head he began to dance around!
Oh, Frosty, the Snowman was alive as he could be and the children say he could laugh and play just the same as you and me
Frosty, clumsy as he can be see him lopping along! Off he goes on an icicle spree with a happy song!
Frosty the Snowman knew the sun was hot that day so he said, "Let's run, and we'll have some fun now, before I melt away"
Down to the village with a broomstick in his hand Runnin' here and there all around the square sayin', "Catch me if you can"
He led them down the streets of town right to the traffic cop . . . and only paused a moment when he heard him holler, "Stop!"
Hmm, Frosty the Snowman had to hurry on his way But he waved goodbye, sayin' "Don't you cry I'll be back again some day"
Thumpety, thump thump, thumpety, thump thump . . . look at Frosty go! Thumpety, thump thump, thumpety, thump thump . . . over the hills of snow!
I've Been Floating Down The Old Green River Composer(s): Joe Cooper; Bert Kalmar Performer(s): Johnny Mercer and multiple other artists
Half past four, Dan Mc Graw, came sneak-ing to his wif-ey's door She'd been wait-ing up all night, Wait-ing for him to go to bed Dan-ny smiled, like a child, but his wif-ey grew very wild Where have you been all night long?, she cried And this is what Dan-ny re-plied
I've been float-ing down the old green riv-er on the good ship Rock and Rye But I floated to far, I got stuck on a bar I was out there a-lone, wish-ing that I was home The ship got wrecked with the captain and crew And there was on-ly one thing left to do So I had to drink the whole green riv-er dry to get back home to you (Repeat chorus)
From Texas For A Christmas Night Composer(s): Tish Hinojosa Performer(s): Tish Hinojosa
Angel wings and candle light From Texas for a Christmas night In my mind a western sky Fills my heart with stars inside it A tale of hope from long ago Still glistens like new fallen snow Boughs of green and songs of old Make the season glow
Children spy through frosty windows 'Til their sleepy eyes Take them to a place We wish we'd never left behind From here the world could be so right Dreams come true and reindeer fly Kiss me 'neath the mistletoe Make the season so
I've Been Everywhere (Danish Version: Kører Her Og Der - 1987) Composer(s): Geoffrey Mack First release by: Lucky Starr - 1959 Covered by multiple other artists
Well, I was humpin' my bluey on the dusty Oodnadatta road When along came a semi with a high and canvas-covered load If you're goin' to Oodnadatta, mate, um, with me you can ride So I climbed in the cabin and I settled down inside He asked me if I'd seen a road with so much dust and sand, I said Listen, mate, I've travelled ev'ry road in this here land
Cause I've been everywhere, man I've been everywhere, man 'Cross the deserts bare, man I've breathed the mountain air, man Of travel I've had my share, man I've been everywhere
"Been to . . "
I've been to Tullamore, Seymour, Lismore, Mooloolaba Nambour, Maroochydore, Kilmore, Murwillumbah Birdsville, Emmaville, Wallaville, Cunnamulla Condamine, Strathpine, Proserpine, Ulladulla Darwin, Gin Gin, Deniliquin, Muckadilla Wallambilla, Boggabilla, Kumbarilla I'm a killer
I've been everywhere, man 'Cross the deserts bare, man I've breathed the mountain air, man Of travel I've had my share, man I've been everywhere
"Yeah but listen here, mate, have you been to..."
I've been to Moree, Taree, Jerilderie, Bambaroo Toowoomba, Gunnedah, Caringbah, Woolloomooloo Dalveen, Tamborine, Engadine, Jindabyne Lithgow, Casino, Brigalow and Narromine Megalong, Wyong, Tuggerawong, Wanganella Morella, Augathella, Brindabella, I'm the feller
I've been everywhere, man 'Cross the deserts bare, man I've breathed the mountain air, man Of travel I've had my share, man I've been everywhere
I've been everywhere, man 'Cross the deserts bare, man I've breathed the mountain air, man Of travel I've had my share, man I've been everywhere
"Yeah, look that's fine, but how about..."
I've been to Ettalong, Dandenong, Woodenbong, Ballarat Canberra, Milperra, Unanderra, Captain's Flat Cloncurry, River Murray, Kurri Kurri, Girraween Terrigal, Fingal, Stockinbingal, Collaroy and Narrabeen Bendigo, Dorrigo, Bangalow, Indooroopilly Kirribilli, Yeerongpilly, Wollondilly, don't be silly
I've been everywhere, man 'Cross the deserts bare, man I've breathed the mountain air, man Of travel I've had my share, man I've been everywhere I've been here, there, everywhere, I've been everywhere
"Okay, mate, you've been ev'ry place except one and ya don't need my help t'get there . . ."
I've Been Away Composer(s): John Entwhistle Performer(s): The Who
I've been away so long Wonder where I went wrong Spent my last years in a cell Never ever go away again I've been so sad and lonely Never ever ever gonna go away again
It's a waste of time doing time When you dind't commit a crime It wasn't me it was my brother Bill And I'd have to tell never gonna speak to Bill again He's made me sad and lonely Never ever gonna speak to brother Bill again
It was no use, they put my brother on the jury He bribed the others 'cause he owns the local brewery They let me out today Brother Bill's gonna pay No one's ever gonna speak to Bill again Never ever gonna speak to Bill again He'll be too cold and bony Never ever gonna go away again Never ever gonna go away again Never ever gonna go away again
Fröhlich Soll Mein Herze Springen
Composer(s): Paul Gerhardt; Johann Crüger
Performer(s): Sumi Jo
Fröhlich soll mein Herze springen Dieser Zeit, Da vor Freud' Alle Engel singen Hört, hört, wie mit vollen Chören Alle Luft Laute ruft Christus ist geboren!
Heute geht aus seiner Kammer Gottes Held, Der die Welt Reißt aus allem Jammer Gott wird Mensch dir, Mensch, zugute Gottes Kind, Das verbind't Sich mit unserm Blute
Sollt' uns Gott nun können haßen Der uns gibt, Was er liebt Über alle Maßen? Gott gibt, unserm Leid zu wehren Seinen Sohn Aus dem Thron Seiner Macht und Ehren
Sollte von uns sein gekehret Der sein Reich Und zugleich Sich uns selbst verehret? Sollt' uns Gottes Sohn nicht lieben Der jetzt kömmt, Von uns nimmt Was uns will betrüben?
Hätte vor der Menschen Orden Unser Heil Einen Greu'l Wär'er nicht Mensch worden Hätt' er Lust zu unserm Schaden Ei, so würd' Unsre Bürd' Er nicht auf sich laden
Er nimmt auf sich, was auf Erden Wir getan, Gibt sich an Unser Lamm zu werden Unser Lamm, das für uns stirbet Und bei Gott Fuer den Tod Gnad' und Fried' erwirbet
Nun, er liegt in seiner Krippen Ruft zu sich Mich und dich Spricht mit süßen Lippen Laßet fahr'n, o liebe Brüder Was euch quält, Was euch fehlt Ich bring' alles wieder
Ei, so kommt und laßt uns laufen! Stellt euch ein, Groß und klein Eilt mit großem Haufen! Liebt den, der vor Liebe brennet Schaut den Stern, Der uns gern Licht und Labsal gönnet
Die ihr schwebt in großen Leiden Sehet, hier Ist die Tür Zu den wahren Freuden Faßt ihn wohl, er wird euch führen An den Ort, Da hinfort Euch kein Kreuz wird rühren
Wer sich fühlt beschwert im Herzen Wer empfind't Seine Sünd' Und Gewissensschmerzen Sei getrost, hier wird gefunden Der in Eil' Machet heil Die vergift'ten Wunden
Die ihr arm seid und elende Kommt herbei, Füllet frei Eures Glaubens Hände! Hier sind alle guten Gaben Und das Gold, Da ihr sollt Euer Herz mit laben
Süßes Heil, laß dich umfangen Laß mich dir, Meine Zier Unverrückt anhangen! Du bist meines Lebens Leben Nun kann ich Mich durch dich Wohl zufrieden geben
Meine Schuld kann mich nicht drücken Denn du hast Meine Last All' auf deinem Rücken Kein Fleck ist an mir zu finden Ich bin gar Rein und klar Aller meiner Sünden
Ich bin rein um deinetwillen Du gibst g'nug Ehr' und Schmuck Mich darein zu hüllen Ich will dich ins Herze schließen O mein Ruhm, Edle Blum' Laß dich recht genießen!
Ich will dich mit Fleiß bewahren Ich will dir Leben hier Dir will ich abfahren Mit dir will ich endlich schweben Voller Freud' Ohne Zeit Dort im andern Leben
I've Already Loved You In My Mind Composer(s): Conway Twitty Performer(s): Conway Twitty; Heidi Hauge; Loretta Lynn
I thought I've never seen a girl like her in here before And I could see her watching me as I walk across the floor I asked her if she'd like to dance when the band starts up again She said I never danced with strangers I don't even know your name I said we're not exactly strangers you and I My thoughts were running wild and free as I watched you tonight Just think about it and you'll find We're not exactly strangers I've already loved you in my mind
The band started playing a slow moving song she got up and easily moved into my arms I kept on saying the things a girl likes to hear And when the dance was over she whispered in my ear She said we're not exactly strangers you and I My thoughts were running wild and free while you held me tight I thought about it and I find We're not exactly strangers I've already loved you in my mind
Frohe Weihnacht, Ihr Leute, jetzt kommt wieder die Zeit der Erwartung und Vorfreude, und weit und breit ist im Lande ein Singen, Halleluja! Registrierkassen klingen von fern und von nah Und die Luft ist von Pfefferkuchenduft erfüllt und kein Lautsprecher, aus dem's nicht "Stille Nacht" brüllt
Frohe Weihnacht, Ihr Leute, jetzt kommt wieder das Fest wo das Schenken uns Menschen befällt wie die Pest wo man sich mit Parfum und Krawatten beglückt und sich Liebe in Haushaltsgeräten ausdrückt wo die Sektkorken knallen, wo man reinhaut und schlemmt und die Umwelt mit Weihnachtskarten überschwemmt
Frohe Weihnacht, Ihr Leute! So wie in jedem Jahr gibt's auch diesmal die Chance, auf dem Weihnachtsbasar allen Unrat zu stiften aus Schränken und Truh'n und was man sonst nicht wagt, auf den Sperrmüll zu tun in der frohen Gewißheit, daß, was man da verschenkt bis zum nächsten Jahr bei unsern Nachbarn rumhängt
Frohe Weihnacht, Ihr Leute! Jetzt ist die Zeit wieder dran wo sich mancher vor Nächstenliebe gar nicht einkriegen kann jeder Politiker Sprüche vom Frieden klopft daß das Wachs auf Tischtücher und Teppiche tropft wo man friedlich zu Hause sitzt und Nüße knackt und in Wald und in Flur Weihnachtsbäume umhackt
Frohe Weihnacht, Ihr Leute, und erfreut Euch daran daß man jetzt nicht so sehr auffällt als Weihnachtsmann daß in jeder Amtsstube eine Kerze brennt wie ein Menschlichkeitsschimmer am Amtsfirmament Freut Euch über Lametta, Tand und Lichterglanz und darüber, jetzt Mensch zu sein und keine Gans!
Frohe Weihnacht, Ihr Leute, und verliert keine Zeit! Der Drogist hält schon Sylvesterknaller bereit! Und bedenkt, jeder Christbaumkringel, den Ihr heut nicht eßt wird schon morgen zu Osterhasen umgepreßt! Dann ist Weihnacht vorbei, und als Trost bleibt dann bloß Gegen Ende August geht's ja schon wieder los gegen Ende August geht's ja schon wieder los
Ivanovitch Composer(s): Maurice Vallet; Julien Clerc First release by: Julien Clerc - 1968
Il était arrivé Le fiacre l'emportait Toujours la même ville Toujours les mêmes gares Des églises barbares Saint-Pétersbourg ma ville
Ivanovitch est là Ivanovitch est là Et le ciel est toujours si gris Et la pluie chaque jour si triste
Tout est fermé La maison est là solitaire Une rumeur, un pas traîné La porte s'ouvre un peu Et il est entraîné par ceux Qui l'appellent mon frère Ivanovitch est là Ivanovitch est là Et le ciel est toujours si gris Et la pluie chaque jour si triste
Dans un coin du logis Tous se pressent autour de lui La fille a l'air fanée Et le garçon gêné Le père et tous les apprentis Qui rêvent de Paris
Ivanovitch est là Ivanovitch est là Et le ciel est toujours si gris Et la pluie chaque jour si triste
Freue dich, Welt, der Herr ist nah! Empfange Gottes Sohn! Die Herzen sei'n ihm aufgetan O, kommt vor seinen Thron! O, kommt vor seinen Thron! O, kommt, o kommt vor seinen Thron!
Freue dich, Welt, der Herr regiert! Auf, singt ihm Preis und Ehr'! Ruhrt Harfen, Saiten ihm zum Ruhm ihn loben Erd' und Meer! Ihn loben Erd' und Meer! Ihn loben, loben Erd' und Meer!
Er lenkt die Welt mit weisem Sinn und zeigt uns seine Pracht Fur uns gab er sein Leben hin und herrschet nun mit Macht! Und herrschet nun mit Macht! Und herrschet, und herrschet nun mit Macht!
Itsy Bitsy Teenie Weenie Yellow Polka Dot Bikini
Composer(s): Lee Pockriss - Paul Vance
First release by: Brian Hyland - 1960
Covered by multiple other artists
Versions In Other Languages:
1960 - Itsi Bitsi, Petit Bikini (by Dalida)
1960 - Itsy Bitsy Teenie Weenie Honolulu-Strand-Bikini (by Caterina Valente)
1960 - Pezzettini Di Bikini (by Dalida)
1960 - En Mægtig Smart Men Meget Sart Bikini (by Dirch Passer)
1968 - Flower-Power-Kleid (by Wencke Myhre)
She was afraid to come out of the locker She was as nervous as she could be She was afraid to come out of the locker She was afraid that somebody would see... Two, three, four, tell the people what she wore
It was an itsy bitsy, teenie weenie, yellow polka-dot bikini That she wore for the first time today An itsy teenie weenie yellow polka-dot bikini So in the locker she wanted to stay.... Two, three, four, stick around we'll tell ya more
She was afraid to come out in the open And so a blanket around her she wore She was afraid to come out in the open And so she sat bundled up on the shore... Two, three, four, tell the people what she wore
It was an itsy bitsy, teenie weenie, yellow polka-dot bikini That she wore for the first time today An itsy teenie weenie yellow polka-dot bikini So in the blanket she wanted to stay... Two, three, four, stick around we'll tell ya more
Now she's afraid to come of the water And I wonder what she's gonna do Now she's afraid to come out of the water And the poor little girl's turnin' blue Two, three, four, tell the people what she wore...
It was an itsy bitsy, teenie weenie, yellow polka-dot bikini That she wore for the first time today An itsy teenie weenie yellow polka-dot bikini So in the water she wanted to stay
From the locker to the blanket From the blanket to the shore From the shore to the water Guess there isn't any more!
Forever Christmas Eve Composer(s): Greg Barnhill; Phil Swann Performer(s): Lee Ann Womack
It's something so magical, incomprehensible Yet it's so sensible, this you and me The snow on the street outside that catches the blue moonlight Why can't it always be forever Christmas Eve
Sparks from a midnight flame, the giggle of French champagne A kiss sends us about half way to fantasy Wait mister brand new year, why can't we stay right here Oh, how I wish it could be forever Christmas Eve
A distant bell is ringing out across the winter land It's singing out a song of things to come And though this kind of holiday is not what we had planned It's wonderful tonight
It's something so magical, incomprehensible Yet it's so sensible, this you and me The snow on the street outside that catches the blue moonlight Why can't it always be forever Christmas Eve
Sparks from a midnight flame, the giggle of French champagne A kiss sends about half way to fantasy Wait mister brand new year, why can't we stay right here Oh, how I wish it could be forever Christmas Eve
Wait mister brand new year, spare us a little cheer Why can't it always be forever Christmas Eve Forever Christmas Eve
Itsi Bitsi, Petit Bikini
((Adapted from: Itsy Bitsy Teenie Weenie Yellow Polka Dot Bikini (by Brian Hyland) - 1960))
Composer(s): Lee Pockriss - Paul Vance - Lucien Morisse - André Salvet
Performer(s): Dalida - 1960
and multiple other artists
Versions In Other Languages:
1960 - Itsy Bitsy Teenie Weenie Honolulu-Strand-Bikini (by Caterina Valente)
1960 - Pezzettini Di Bikini (by Dalida)
1960 - En Mægtig Smart Men Meget Sart Bikini (by Dirch Passer)
1968 - Flower-Power-Kleid (by Wencke Myhre) and multiple other artists
Sur une plage il y avait une belle fille Qui avait peur d'aller prendre son bain Elle craignait de quitter sa cabine Elle tremblait de montrer au voisin Un deux trois elle tremblait de montrer quoi?
Son petit itsi bitsi tini ouini, tout petit, petit, bikini Qu'elle mettait pour la première fois Un itsi bitsi tini ouini, tout petit, petit, bikini Un bikini rouge et jaune à p'tits pois Un deux trois voilà ce qu'il arriva
Elle ne songeait qu'à quitter sa cabine Elle s'enroula dans son peignoir de bain Car elle craignait de choquer ses voisines Et même aussi de gêner ses voisins Un deux trois elle craignait de montrer quoi?
Son petit itsi bitsi tini ouini, tout petit, petit, bikini Qu'elle mettait pour la première fois Un itsi bitsi tini ouini, tout petit, petit, bikini Un bikini rouge et jaune à p'tits pois Un deux trois voilà ce qui arriva
Elle doit maintenant s'élancer hors de l'ombre Elle craint toujours les regards indiscrets C'est le moment de faire voir à tout le monde Ce qu'il la trouble et qui la fait trembler Un deux trois elle a peur de montrer quoi?
Son petit itsi bitsi tini ouini, tout petit, petit, bikini Qu'elle mettait pour la première fois Un itsi bitsi tini ouini, tout petit, petit, bikini Un bikini rouge et jaune à p'tits pois
Si cette histoire vous amuse On peut la recommencer Si c'est pas drôle on s'excuse En tout cas c'est terminé
For unto us, a child is born Unto us, a Son is given Unto us, a sweet child is born I wish I could've been there
About two thousand years had gone by Since the event that changed my life, ooh There Wise Men and all heaven proclaim
The King is here and will never reign, ooh If I could've been laid eyes on Him So powerful yet innocent Knowing that He would've come just for me I would've held my Greator in my arms Oh what joy, what unspeakable joy!
I wish I could've been there On Christmas morn I wish I could've seen my Jesus When He was born I wish I could've been there On Christmas morn I wish I could've seen my Jesus When He was born
I wish I were there in Bethlehem When they rejoiced at the birth of the Lamb, oooh And I will always celebrate When Jesue came, when He came and took all our sins away
(Repeat)
If I'd have been there When Christ was born I'd have been the first one to sing If you had beared a loud voice Praising His name That would've been me Yes, I'd be Praisin' (Jesus) Thank my (Jesus) Worship (Jesus) Enjoy (Jesus) I'd be praisin' (Jesus) Praisin' (Jesus) 'Cause I love my Jesus I wish I could've been there, oh yeah On Christmas morning Seen my Jesus was born (I wish I could've been there) I wish I could've been there On Christmas morning Seen my Jesus baby was been I wish I could've been there On Christmas morning I'd been praisin' with one of the Wise Men Yes I would I'd call Him wonderful (wonderful) Ooh Counselor (Counselor) He's the mighty God (Mighty God) Ooh, Everlasting Father (Everlasting Father) You're the Prince of Peace (Prince of peace) You're the mighty God (The Mighty God) You're so wonderful (Wonderful) You're my Counselor (Wonderful) You're so wonderful (Wonderful) You're my Counselor (The everlasting Father) You're the Prince of Peace (Prince of peace) Ooh, Everlasting Father (Prince of peace) You're wonderful (Wonderful) You're so wonderful (Wonderful) Jesus, You're wonderful (Wonderful) You're so wonderful (Wonderful)
It's Your World Composer(s): Marty Robbins Performer(s): Marty Robbins
It's your world and your smile turns on my sunshine You have all the power it takes to make me blue You control the way I feel both day and night time It's your world and I'm just passin' through
Let me live, let me live Let me live in, live in your world If only for part of the time There must be, there must be Oh sweet love, love in your world 'Cause there just isn't any in mine
It's your world and I don't belong in it Foolishly I keep pretending that I do From the start you've made it plain that you don't want me It's your world and I'm just passin' through
For Christ's Sake, It's Christmas Composer(s): Hank Cochran; Dean Dillon Performer(s): George Strait
Let there be not one stranger to away in a manger Let there be not one soul left untold Let there be not one face unknown to the face of the one Who will gather the force
For Christ's sake, it's Christmas So for Christ's sake let everyone know They all have the choice so lift up your voice Make sure they know by Christmas Eve Pray that everyone sees That we've opened the eyes that were closed For Christ's sake it's Christmas And for Christ's sake let everyone know
For Christ's sake, it's Christmas So for Christ's sake let everyone know They all have the choice so lift up your voice Make sure they know by Christmas Eve Pray that everyone sees That we've opened the eyes that were closed For Christ's sake it's Christmas And for Christ's sake let everyone know
