Retro-Songteksten: Evergreens, Classics, Old-Time Favourites, Hits Uit Onze Jeugd
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Seven Days Composer(s): Bob Dylan First recording/First release by: Bob Dylan - 1976/1991 Covered by multiple other artists
Seven days, seven more days she'll be comin' I'll be waiting at the station for her to arrive Seven more days, all I gotta do is survive
She been gone ever since I been a child Ever since I seen her smile, I ain't forgotten her eyes She had a face that could outshine the sun in the skies
I been good, I been good while I been waitin' Maybe guilty of hesitatin', I just been holdin' on Seven more days, all that'll be gone
There's kissing in the valley Thieving in the alley Fighting every inch of the way Trying to be tender With somebody I remember In a night that's always brighter'n the day
Seven days, seven more days that are connected Just like I expected, she'll be comin' on forth My beautiful comrade from the north
There's kissing in the valley Thieving in the alley Fighting every inch of the way Trying to be tender With somebody I remember In a night that's always brighter'n the day
Lontano Dagli Occhi Composer(s): Sergio Endrigo - Sergio Bardotti First release by: Sergio Endrigo - 1969 Covered by multiple other artists
Versions In Other Languages: 1969 - If Ever You're Lonely (Petula Clark) 1969 - Parce Que Tu Me Quittes (Liliane Saint Pierre) 1969 - Distante Dos Olhos (Moacyr Franco)
Che cose? Ce nell'aria qualcosa di freddo che inverno non e Che cose? Questa sera i bambini per strada non giocano piu
Non so perche l'allegria degli amici di sempre non mi diverte piu uno mi ha detto che ...
Lontano dagli occhi, lontano dal cuore e tu sei lontana, lontana da me Per uno che torna e ti porta una rosa mille si sono scordati di te Lontano dagli occhi, lontano dal cuore e tu sei lontana, lontana da me
Ora so che cose questo amaro sapore che resta di te quando tu sei lontana e non so dove sei cosa fai dove vai E so perche non so piu immaginare il sorriso che c'e negli occhi tuoi quando non sei con me
Lontano dagli occhi, lontano dal cuore e tu sei lontana, lontana da me Per uno che torna e ti porta una rosa mille si sono scordati di te Lontano dagli occhi, lontano dal cuore e tu sei, sei lontana, lontana da me ...
Sei lontano dagli occhi, lontano dal cuore e tu sei, sei lontana, lontana da me ...
Seven Day Weekend Composer(s): Doc Pomus; Mort Shuman First release by: Gary U.S. Bonds - 1962 Covered by multiple other artists
One, two, three, four, five, six, seven Monday's calling you too early when you're sound asleep Bells are ringing by your bedside and out in the street Usually Monday's long enough, but this is just the start Tuesday's just the same as Monday without the surprising part Wednesday's point of no return When you've squandered all you've earned 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, seven day weekend 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, seven day weekend This is all I'm thinking about as the days go by Spend your life on holiday and even when I die There could be but one inscription: "This was not his day" If it isn't Thursday anymore, it must be Friday I can't wait until I maybe Get off work and see my baby 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, seven day weekend 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, seven day weekend I can't wait until I maybe Get off work and see my baby 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, seven day weekend 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, seven day weekend 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, seven day weekend 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, seven day weekend 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, seven day weekend 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, seven day weekend 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, seven day weekend 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, seven day weekend
If Ever You're Lonely ((Adapted from: Lontano Dagli Occhi (Sergio Endrigo) - 1969)) Composer(s): Sergio Endrigo - Sergio Bardotti - Barry Mason Performer(s): Petula Clark - 1969
Versions In Other Languages: 1969 - Parce Que Tu Me Quittes (Liliane Saint Pierre) 1969 - Distante Dos Olhos (Moacyr Franco)
Look at me I can see there's no love in your eyes Though you try to pretend Look at me Aw, there's no need to explain how you're feeling I guess it's the end
And when you go I will try not to cry as you kiss me goodbye You'll never know How much I'll miss you so
If ever you're lonely If ever you're blue If ever you need me I'm waiting for you And though your love has gone You're still the only one So if ever you're lonely I'll run straight to you
Now as you walk away Remember what I say If ever you're lonely I'm lonely like you
In my heart For some time I have known deep inside You have somebody new But my heart Will still want you forever Although it is broken in two You're not to blame No, go be happy with her And if one night you whisper my name Come to my arms again
If ever you're lonely If ever you're blue If ever you need me I'm waiting for you
And though your love has gone You're still the only one So if you're lonely I'll run straight to you, yeah
Now as you walk away Remember what I say If ever you're lonely I'm lonely like you
If ever you're lonely darling Da da de da ah oh Da da de da ah oh If ever you're lonely I'll run straight to you
Every Monday mornin', people just a worryful day Every Monday mornin', people just a worryful day I think about my daddy, who's many miles away
Every Tuesday mornin', whiskey is all I crave Every Tuesday mornin', whiskey is all I crave The blues and booze are goin' to carry me to my grave
Wednesdays and Thursdays I try to wear the blues away Wednesdays and Thursdays I try to wear the blues away But when you get 'em about your daddy, they really come to stay
Every Friday people, is always my bad luck day Every Friday people, is always my bad luck day That's the day my man packed up and went away
I woke up Saturday mornin', tryin' to find my man I woke up Saturday mornin', tryin' to find my man I ain't got nobody to lend me a helpin' hand
Distante Dos Olhos ((Adapted from: Lontano Dagli Occhi (Sergio Endrigo) - 1969)) Composer(s): Sergio Endrigo - Sergio Bardotti - Nazareno de Brito Performer(s): Moacyr Franco - 1969
Versions In Other Languages: 1969 - If Ever You're Lonely (Petula Clark) 1969 - Parce Que Tu Me Quittes (Liliane Saint Pierre)
Porque é? que esta lágrima corre tão fria e o inverno já foi Porque é? que esta noite os meninos da rua não vejo brincar Não sei porquê a alegria dos amigos de sempre não me diverte mais, e um me disse assim
Distante dos olhos, aos poucos esqueçes o amor que não morre no teu coração Mas há quem eu mande levar-te uma rosa pergunta se estou me esquecendo de ti
Tão longe dos olhos, tão perto de mim não há um caminho que não leve a ti
E já sei porque sempre esse amargo soluço eu tento esconder quando penso que talvez alguém passe, te abraçe ... te fale de amor Também porque não consigo lembrar o sorriso que existe em teu olhar quando não estás aqui
Distante dos olhos, aos poucos esqueçes o amor que não morre no teu coração Mas há quem eu mande levar-te uma rosa pergunta se estou me esquecendo de ti
Tão longe dos olhos, tão perto de mim não há um caminho que não leve a ti
Mas há quem eu mande levar-te uma rosa pergunta se estou me esquecendo de ti
Tão longe dos olhos, tão perto de mim por todo caminho eu vou te encontrar
Seven Beers With The Wrong Kind Of Man Performer(s): Bonnie Blue Eyes
Last night I strolled down to the tavern To get me a glass of beer And when I sat down at the table A man came up and said "Dear Come over and sit at my table And I'll buy you beer by the can" I made my mistake - last night when I drank Seven beers with the wrong kind of man
This man was tall, dark and handsome You could hang out your clothes on his line He said he'd searched this world over But he'd never seen beauty like mine I fell for it hook, line and sinker And then all the troubles began From now on I think - I never will drink Seven beers with the wrong kind of man
He asked me if I had a husband I told him my name was still Miss Was then that he leaned 'cross the table He squeezed me and gave me a kiss I couldn't resist his advances The room seemed to spin 'round and then He said "There's my wife - better run for your life Or you'll not see daylight again"
Now I'm in the house of correction His wife said I'd stolen her man It's all on account of my drinkin' Seven beers with the wrong kind of man That big handsome brute said I "vamped" him That I was the worst in the land Now girls stop and think - before you go drink Seven beers with the wrong kind of man
Longing For You Composer(s): Walter Dana - Bernard Jansen Performer(s): Billy Cotton & His Band and multiple other artists
Longing, longing, longing for you Longing, longing, lonely and blue Daytime, night time, what can I do I just keep on longing for you
You said you would love me forever And I put my faith in your vow So why dont you make an endeavour To come and be with me right now
Longing, longing, longing for you Longing, longing, lonely and blue Daytime, night time, what can I do I just keep on longing for you
You phoned me to come to St. Louis I soon got a bill for the call But after I got to St. Louis You left me and went to St. Paul
Longing, longing, longing for you Longing, longing, lonely and blue Daytime, night time, what can I do I just keep on longing for you
We spent every cent of my money And then you were gone out of sight Though I should forget you My Honey Im longing to kiss you tonight
Longing, longing, longing for you Longing, longing, lonely and blue Daytime, night time, what can I do I just keep on longing for you I just keep on longing for you
Christmas Eve Can Kill You Composer(s): Dennis Linde Performer(s): The Everly Brothers; Suzie Adams
The winter's flaking snow is brushing through the pinewood trees I stuck my hands down deep inside my coat I think of years ago and half remembered Christmas trees And faces that still warm me with their glow
The cold and empty evening hangs around me like a ghost I listen to my footsteps in the snow The sound of one man walkin' through the snow can break your heart But stopping doesn't help, so on I'll go
And Christmas Eve can kill you When you're trying to hitch a ride to anywhere
The icy air I'm breathin' is all that keeps me on my feet I feel like I've been walking all my life A car goes running by, the man don't even turn his head Guess he's busy being Santa Claus tonight
The saddest part of all is knowing if I switched with him I'd leave him stumblin' ragged by the road I'd ride that highway to the arms of my sweet family And forget about the stranger in the cold
And Christmas Eve can kill you When you're trying to hitch a ride to anywhere
And as I walk I'm singin' to myself, Oh Silent Night Hoping I can save those other souls Oh, God forgive the man who drives right by the other man Have pity on the stranger in the cold
'Cause Christmas Eve can kill you When you're trying to hitch a ride to anywhere
The Longest Walk Composer(s): Edward Pola - Fred Spielman Performer(s): Jaye P. Morgan and multiple other artists
I took the longest walk In the world last night From your arms to your front door I heard the saddest words In the world last night When you said you loved me no more
I won't believe it's true I'll keep after you Till we love like we loved before And then the longest walk Will be the shortest walk Back to your arms once more
And then the longest walk Will be the shortest walk Back to your arms once more
Seule Comme Une Pomme Composer(s): A. Goldstein Performer(s): Françoise Hardy
seule comme une pomme tombée par terre sans ultimatum tête à l'envers l'amour qui s'déforme qui vit chloroforme dans l'décorum toute seule en somme s'accrochaient plus nos millions d'atomes correspond plus à son critérium atteint l'maximum passé l'quorum à coups d'magnum s'faire des ulcères au duodénum fumer l'opium au son d'l'harmonium pas besoin d'médium sûr qu'ça délirium seule comme une pomme tomber par terre pour manque de calcium crier pleurer dans un aquarium solitude assomme chagrin en somme sans post-scriptum emmené ailleurs son curriculum laissé dans l'cur dans l'mémorandum les photos l'album ad-libitum seule comme une pomme...
Longhaired Redneck Composer(s): David Allan Coe - Jimmy Rabbit Performer(s): David Allan Coe
Country DJ's knows that I'm an outlaw They'd never come to see me in this dive Where bikers stare at cowboys who are laughen' at the hippies Who are prayen' they'll get out of her alive
The loud mouth in the corners gett'en to me Talking about my earrings and my hair I guess he ain't read the sign that says I've been to prison Someone aught to warn him, before I knock him off his chair
'Cause my long hair just can't cover up my redneck I've won every fight I've ever faught And I don't need some turkey telling me that I ain't country Say'en I aint worth a damn old, ticket that he bought
'Cause I can sing all those songs about Texas And I still do all the sad one's that I know They tell me, I look like Merle Haggard And sound alot like David Allen Coe
And the barmaid in the last town that we played in Knew the words to every song I wrote She said Jimmy Rabbit turned her on to my last album Just about the time the jukebox broke
Ya Jonny Cash helped me get out of prison Long before Rodriquez stole that goat I've been a Rhinestone Cowboy for so long I can't remember And I can do you every song Hank Williams ever wrote
And I can sing all those songs about Texas And I still do all the sad one's that I know I can't help it, I like Merle Haggard And sound alot like David Allen Coe
The loud mouth in the corners gett'en to me Talking about my earrings and my hair I guess he ain't read the sign that says I've been to prison Someone aught to warn him, before I knock him off his chair
Christmas Eve
Composer(s): Richard Starkey - Mark Hudson
Performer(s): Ringo Starr
It's Christmas and you're not here The snow is falling down, like my tears I see your presents by the tree I can't believe you're not with me On Christmas, Christmas Eve
It's Christmas with stars above, How many times has it been said, a time for love And underneath the mistletoe I'm standing here all alone On Christmas, Christmas Eve
I hear your voice, I see your smile You were my Christmas song But now you're gone, now you're gone
It's Christmas, it seems so long The lights are all around the tree but not turned on I saw your footprints in the snow I'd never thought you'd really go On Christmas, Christmas Eve
Long-Haired Lover From Liverpool Performer(s): Jimmy Osmond; Mike Curb Congregation
I'll be your long-haired lover from Liverpool And I'll do anything you say I'll be your clown or your puppet or your April fool If you'll be my sunshine daisy from LA I'll be your leprechaun and sit upon an old toadstool I'll serenade you till I'm old and grey I'll be your long-haired lover from Liverpool You'll be my sunshine daisy from LA
You'll be my lovely daisy on a mountainside There are lots of other flowers too But all the other flowers hung their heads and cried Because the loveliest of all them was you But you were evidently the exception to the rule I picked you quickly then I ran away 'Cos I'm your long-haired lover from Liverpool You are my sunshine daisy from LA
I'll be your long-haired lover from Liverpool And I'll do anything you ask I'll be your clown or your puppet or your April fool Cut my hair, I'll even wear a mask I'll be your Valentineand you'll be mine and things will be cool We'll move along together every day I'll be your long-haired lover from Liverpool You'll be my sunshine daisy from LA You'll be my sunshine daisy from LA
Seule Avec Moi Composer(s): Jean-Pierre Festi; Charles Level; Yvan Quazana Performer(s): Dalida
Il est huit heures à peine et la maison s'éveille Une radio chante chez le voisin Je beurre des tartines debout dans la cuisine Car tu as toujours faim dès le matin Puis chacun se dépêché sur ta joue toute fraîche Je te caresse en disant à ce soir Et tu t'en vas très vite et derrière ma vitre Moi je te fais un signe d'au revoir
Tu es parti et je reste là Je reste seule, seule avec moi Toute ma vie je la passe là Je reste seule, toute seule chez moi
J'ai ce que je désire le meilleur et le pire La vie dorée et l'envie de partir On dit que j'ai de la chance mais je pleure en silence Sur mon grand lit et sur mon avenir Derrière mes grimaces on ne voit pas la trace De ces envies qui déchirent le cur Pour le monsieur d'en face le jeune homme qui passe Pour un instant d'amour, pour un quart d'heure
Tu es parti et je reste là Je reste seule, seule avec moi Toute ma vie je la passe là Je reste seule toute seule chez moi
Voilà ma vie en rose faire toujours la même chose En suivant le chemin qu'on m'a tracé Comme toutes les femmes j'ai le même programme Et "Aujourd'hui Madame" à la télé Personne ne suppose que je pense à des choses Que j'ai parfois envie de voyager C'est fini l'aventure malgré moi je suis sûre Que rien, jamais ne pourra m'arriver
Tu es parti et je reste là Me voilà seule, seule avec moi Toute ma vie je la passe là Est-ce que vraiment le bonheur c'est ça
Longfellow Serenade Composer(s): Neil Diamond First release by: Neil Diamond - 1974 Covered by multiple other artists
Longfellow Serenade Such were the plans I'd made For she was a lady And I was a dreamer With only words to trade You know that I was born for a night like this Warmed by a stolen kiss For I was lonely And she was lonely
Ride, come on baby, ride Let me make your dreams come true I'll sing my song Let me make it warm for you
I'll weave his web of rhyme Upon the summer night We'll leave this worldly time On his winged flight
Then come, and as we lay Beside this sleepy glade There I will sing to you My Longfellow serenade
Longfellow serenade Such were the plans I made But she was a lady As deep as a river And through the night, we stayed
And in my way, I loved her as none before Loved her with words and more For she was lonely And I was lonely
Ride, come on baby, ride Let me make your dreams come true I'll sing my song Let me sing my song Let me make it warm for you
I'll weave this web of rhyme Upon the summer night We'll leave this worldly time On his winged flight
Then come, and as we lay Beside this sleepy glade There I will sing to you My Longfellow serenade
Seule Au Monde Composer(s): Étienne Roda-Gil; Julien Clerc Performer(s): Julien Clerc
Seule au monde Brune ou blonde Un jour, l'amour S'est enfui Dans la grande surface De la vie... Où tu n'iras pas C'est promis Faire ton marché Un lundi... Seule au monde Brune ou blonde Avec ton amour évanoui Tu traînes au bord de ton lit Où tu ne rêves plus C'est fini... De rire toute la vie Avec lui Ouh, ouh, ouh Seule au monde Brune ou blonde Comme un dieu Qui traînerait sur terre Sans église Et sans ministère Un jour, l'amour Est parti Tu as cru que la vie C'était fini... Sur les trottoirs Où tu survis Je marche vers toi Dans la nuit... Je marche vers toi Dans la nuit...