Retro-Songteksten: Evergreens, Classics, Old-Time Favourites, Hits Uit Onze Jeugd
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She May Be Composer(s): George Kooymans Performer(s): Golden Earring
She may be The girl you're holding tight She's the one I cried for every night I warn you friend It must be soon And she will say goodbye Just like mine Your arms and veins Will fly in the sky One thing I know for sure This happened once before She'll turn her back on you And take me in her arms again She may be The girl you're holding tight She's the one I cried for every night Now she's the kind of girl Who always flies around But someday soon she'll see it That I'm the only real love That mine's the only real love That mine's the only real love
She Made Toothpicks Of The Timber Of My Heart Composer(s): Sammy Mysels; Dick Sanford Performer(s): Homer & Jethro
Fer a backwoods gal was she And fer choppin' down a tree She was handy with an ax and she was smart Oh but I should have passed her by When she waved and hollered hi She made toothpicks of the timber of my heart
Well when whe promised to be mine I cut ninety logs of pine For a little cabin in our world of hearts All our dreams were heaven bound Till she tore that castle down She made toothpicks of the timber of my heartx
She made toothpicks of the timber of my heart She made toothpicks of the timber of my heart Like a buzzsaw rips a pole She made sawdust of my soul She made toothpicks of the timber of my heart
She was tall and she was limber And for timber she was fine But her lips were poison oak and turpentine She was cute and I was green Yes my darlin' lumber queen Twined me 'round her finger like a clingin' vine
Now I hang around the shack Jist a lonesome lumberjack Mighta knowed her heart Was wooden from the start When she snatched away her charms There were splinters in my arms She made toothpicks of the timber of my heart
She made toothpicks of the timber of my heart She made toothpicks of the timber of my heart When she rolled me down that hill And she run me thru the mill She made toothpicks of the timber of my heart
She Loves You Composer(s): John Lennon; Paul McCartney First release by: The Beatles - 1963 Covered by multiple other artists
Titles In Other Languages: 1964 - Sie Liebt Dich 1964 - Lei Ti Ama 1980 - Si 'E Llave Tu 2007 - Ze Houdt Van Jou
She loves you, yeh, yeh, yeh She loves you, yeh, yeh, yeh She loves you, yeh, yeh, yeh, yeeeh!
You think you've lost your love, well I saw her yesterday It's you she's thinking of, and she told me what to say She says she loves you, and you know that can't be bad Yes, she loves you, and you know you should be glad
She said you hurt her so, she almost lost her mind But now she says she knows, you're not the hurting kind She says she loves you, and you know that can't be bad Yes, she loves you, and you know you should be glad Ooh!
She loves you, yeh, yeh, yeh! She loves you, yeh, yeh, yeh! And with a love like that, you know you should be glad
You know it's up to you, I think it's only fair Pride can hurt you too Apologize to her Because she loves you, and you know that can't be bad Yes, she loves you, and you know you should be glad Ooh!
She loves you, yeh, yeh, yeh! She loves you, yeh, yeh, yeh! With a love like that, you know you should be glad With a love like that, you know you should be glad With a love like that, you know you shouuuld be glad Yeh, yeh, yeh; yeh, yeh, yeh, yeeeh!
Lei Ti Ama (Adapted from: She Loves You - 1963) Composer(s): John Lennon; Paul McCartney; Giuseppe Cassia; P. Salinelli Performer(s): Fausto Leali - 1964
Titles In Other Languages: 1964 - Sie Liebt Dich 1980 - Si 'E Llave Tu 2007 - Ze Houdt Van Jou
She loves you yeh yeh yeh She loves you yeh yeh yeh She loves you yeh yeh yeh Yeh e e e e e e e Non puo saper di te Ha giurato che il suo amore sei Non parla che di te Ti vorrebbe ancor vicino a se Perche ti ama E non vive senza te Lei ti ama e non vuol saper di me Tu non dimenticar Che mi fa sognar cosi' Perche mi ha detto gia' Che ti ha dato il suo cuor Perche ti ama Che non vive senza te Lei ti ama e non vuol saper di me
She loves you yeh yeh yeh She loves you yeh yeh yeh Lei ti ama sai E sempre t amera a Aspetta solo te Tutti i giorni che tu non ci sei Piange sol per te E ti aspetta tu lo sa a i Perche ti ama E non vive senza te Lei ti ama e non vuol saper di me
She loves you yeh yeh yeh She loves you yeh yeh yeh Lei ti ama sai E sempre t amera a Lei ti ama sai E sempre t amera a
Sshe loves you yeh yeh yeh She loves you yeh yeh yeh She loves you yeh yeh yeh Ye e e e e e e e e
She Loved A Lot In Her Time Composer(s): Randy Boudreaux; Sam Hogin; Kim Williams Performer(s): George Jones
I started drinking and actin' crazy Way back in '65 Mama would pray and say he's my baby Lord please keep him alive
Sister came home with two little children Her man had left her alone Mama knew too well the hurt she'd been feelin' 'Cause Daddy'd been gone for so long
We all did our part to add to her pain We all broke her heart but she never complained
She loved a lot in her time She watched love grow and die on the vine She stood in the shadows So others could shine She loved a lot in her time
Mama's prayers were answered a long time ago I ain't touched a drink in 10 years Sister remarried to a Good Ol' Boy They don't live far from here
Mama's work is done Now she's gone on home... The words in our hearts Are engraved on her stone
She loved a lot in her time She watched love grow and die on the vine She stood in the shadows So others could shine She loved a lot in her time
She loved a lot in her time She watched love grow and die on the vine She stood in the shadows So others could shine She loved a lot in her time
Het is weer tijd om op te staan Maar ik heb geen zin (hij heeft geen zin) Om naar m'n baas te gaan Met m'n blote voeten op het kouwe zeil (Met z'n grote blote voeten op het kouwe zeil) Ik heb geen zin om op te staan Ik heb geen zin om op te staan (ik heb geen zin om op te staan)
Was jij maar hier, was jij maar hier Want het is zo fijn (het is zo fijn) Om hier met jou te zijn Met m'n voeten tegen je pyjama aan (Met z'n grote voeten tegen je pyjama aan) Ik heb geen zin om op te staan Ik heb geen zin om op te staan (ik heb geen zin om op te staan)
Ik blijf in bed, de hele dag Want ik heb geen zin (hij heeft geen zin) Om d'r nou nog uit te gaan Met m'n blote handen naar mijn baas te gaan (Met z'n grote blote handen naar z'n baas te gaan) Ik heb geen zin om op te staan Ik heb geen zin om op te staan (ik heb geen zin om op te staan) Ik heb geen zin om op te staan (ik heb geen zin om op te staan) Ik heb geen zin om op te staan (ik heb geen zin om op te staan)...
She Likes It Too Composer(s): Tim Nichols; Zack Turner Performer(s): Alan Jackson
I got my first motorcycle when I turned sixteen I remember my mama raisin cane with me She said, "Son tell me why you want to ride that thing" She didn't know about the blonde at the Dairy Queen
I got my own reasons why I do what I do I like to ride motorcycles She likes it too I like to ride motorcycles She likes it too
I always wore my hair just a little too long Daddy didn;t like it and he made no bones If I'd have gotten it cut like he wanted me to She wouldn't have had nothin left to run her fingers through
I got my reasons why I do what I do I like to wear my hair long She likes it too
I like to wear my hair long She likes it too
I remember ridin' around with my buddies back home Listenin to some country on the radio When they tried to change the station to some rock 'n roll I'd turn the Opry up just as loud as it would go
I got my reasons why I do what I do I like country music She likes it too
I like country music She likes it too
I got my own reasons Why I do what I do I know what I like She likes it too
She Lets Her Hair Down (Early In The Morning) Composer(s): Paul Vance; Leon Carr Performer(s): Gene Pitney; The Tokens
She walks barefoot through the meadow early in the mornin' Early in the mornin' ev'ry day And she wakes up the sleepin' flowers early in the mornin' Early in the mornin' on the way
And she lets her hair down when the sun comes up Yes, she lets her hair down And the morning glows bright with a newborn light Yes, the morning glows bright
She goes walkin' past my window early in the mornin' Early in the mornin' on the way Some day I'll reach out and touch her early in the mornin' Early in the mornin' one fine day
And I'll give her my love till the day I die Yes, I'll give her my love And the morning glows bright with a newborn light Yes, the morning glows bright
She walks barefoot through the meadow early in the mornin' Early in the mornin' ev'ry day
And the morning glows bright with a newborn light Yes, the morning glows bright
And I'll give her my love till the day I die Yes, I'll give her my love
And she lets her hair down when the sun comes up Yes, she lets her hair down
And she lets her hair down when the sun comes up Yes, she lets her hair down
She Knows All About Boys Composer(s): Merino Performer(s): David Cassidy
She's like a shark in water moving through the city She's looking for a boy out to make a killing Wallet full of plastic pocket full of money she'll give a sign and he will call her honey
She knows all about boys and all the boys can't leave that girl alone She knows all about boys and all the boys can't see that heart of stone
Just a little lonely boy keeping for a lover he puts his heart out on the line more than he oughta He'll catch her eye she'll give him what he's after He don't know it but he's headed for a disaster She knows all about boys
She's done nothing but be born with that look and a passion to please There ain't a boy she can't read like a book she can bring'em to their knees she can bring'em to their knees she gets ev'rything she needs she's like a shark in water moving through the city She's looking for a boy out to make a killing Wallet full of plastic pocket full of money she'll give a sign and he will call her honey
She knows all about boys and all the boys can't leave that girl alone She knows all about boys and all the boys can't see that heart of stone
She knows all about boys and all the boys can't leave that girl alone She knows all about boys and all the boys can't see that heart of stone
She knows all about boys She knows all about boys She knows all about boys She knows all about boys
She knows all about boys and all the boys can't leave that girl alone She knows all about boys and all the boys can't see that heart of stone
She knows all about boys She knows all about boys She knows all about boys She knows all about boys She knows all about boys She knows all about boys
Marie (Dutch Version: Kerstlieke) Composer(s): Randy Newman Performer(s): Randy Newman - 1974 Covered by multiple other artists
You looked like a princess the night we met With your hair piled up high I will never forget I'm drunk right now baby But I've got to be Or I never could tell you What you meant to me
I loved you the first time I saw you And I always will love you Marie I loved you the first time I saw you And I always will love you Marie
You're the song that the trees sing when the wind blows You're a flower you're a river you're a rainbow Sometimes I'm crazy But I guess you know And I'm weak and I'm lazy And I've hurt you so And I don't listen to a word you say When you're in trouble I just turn away
I loved you the first time I saw you And I always will love you Marie I loved you the first time I saw you And I always will love you Marie
She Is Still A Mystery Composer(s): John Sebastian Performer(s): The Lovin' Spoonful
Remember hallways, you're waiting always To see behind the door You never seen her, you're gonna meet her The first time so unsure She smiles your way through a window You smile right back, she runs away You wish little girls would sit still just a little bit longer, longer
And she's still a mystery to me I thought I'd grow up gracefully And understand my woman finally But the more I see The more I see there is to see, there is to see And she's still a mystery to me (She's still a mystery to me) She's still a mystery to me
I used to wonder when in thunder Understandin's done But now I'm graspin' that understandin' Is only part of love She'll smile your way through a window You'll smile right back, she'll run away You wish little girls would sit still just a little bit longer, longer
And she's still a mystery to me I thought I'd grow up gracefully And understand her finally But she's a mystery to me But she's a mystery to me ...
She Has A Way Composer(s): Gene Clark Performer(s): The Byrds; Brent Barrett
I was really good to her but how she broke my heart She looked so young and she seemed so sweet but I was wrong from the start She has a way about her that makes her run around Now I wonder if she'll ever wanna settle down
Oh oh, oh oh
I waited so impatiently it didn't do my mind any good I never thought she would set me free I did all the things that I should Then all at once I looked for her but she could not be found Now I wonder if she'll ever wanna settle down
Oh oh, oh oh
I didn't think that I Could wait for her very long But I didn't realize My love for her was so strong
She might be going from heart to heart she might be putting them down The way she took it all apart made me the laugh of the town She has a way about her that makes her run around Now I wonder if she'll ever wanna settle down
She Hangs Out Composer(s): Jeff Barry; Ellie Greenwich Performer(s): The Monkees
Doo de rah de, rah de, doo de, rah rah!
How old d'you say your sister was? (Sister was, sister was!) How old d'you say your sister was? (Sister was, sister was!) You know you'd better keep an eye on her! (Eye on her, eye on her!) Doo de rah de, rah de, doo de, rah rah! She hangs out She hangs out
I know you taught your sister The Boogaloo! (Boogaloo! Boogaloo!) I heard you taught your sister The Shingaling, too! (Shingaling, too! Shingaling, too!) Oh, she can teach you a thing or two! (Thing or two, thing or two!) Whoa! Doo de rah de, rah de, doo de, rah rah! She hangs out She hangs out
Well, she hangs out, hangs out Oh, every night, every night! You know you best get down here on the double, Before she gets her pretty little self in trouble! She's (Doot-doo-doo-doo-doo!) so fine! (Doot-doo-doo-doo-doo!) So fine!
How old d'you say your sister was? (Sister was, sister was!) How old d'you say your sister was? (Sister was, sister was!) You know you'd better keep an eye on her! (Eye on her, eye on her!) Wow! Doo de rah de, rah de, doo de, rah rah! She hangs out, Whoa, she hangs out!
(She hangs out, she hangs out!) La-la la-la la-la la! (She hangs out, she hangs out!) La-la la-la la-la la!
(She hangs out!) Wow! Whoa, yeah! Here we go now! (She hangs out!) She's hangin' out again; I told her man! (She hangs out!) Whoa, she's gonna be in trouble! You tell em baby, yeah! (She hangs out!) Yeah, hey, wow! (She hangs out, she hangs out!) Oh yeah, whoa, yeah! (She hangs out, she hangs out!) Oh yeah, whoa, yeah! (She hangs out, she hangs out!) Oh yeaaaaah! La-la-la... (She hangs out, she hangs out!) ...
She Had To Go And Lose It At The Astor Composer(s): Don Ray; Hugh Prince Performer(s): Johnny Messner and multiple other artists
We'd like to tell you a story about a young girl about eighteen years old, about five feet two, and about to go out Now, her Mother, realising it was her first time out with a young man called her into the bedroom and said "Minnie, you're all dressed up in your finery, your very best clothes and you look beautiful, you're gorgeous, you're alluring (you look swell, baby) and now Minnie I want you to remember everything I've always told you and above all I want you to be very, very careful.....
But she had to go and lose it at the Astor She didn't take her mother's good advice Now there aren't so many girls today who have one And she'd never let it go for any price
They searched the place from penthouse to the cellar In every room and underneath each bed Once they thought they saw it lying on a pillow But they found it belonged to someone else instead
But she had to go and lose it at the Astor She didn't know exactly whom to blame And she couldn't say just how or when she lost it She only knew she had it when she came
They questioned all the bellboys and the porter The chef appeared to be the guilty guy And the doorman also acted quite suspicious But he coyly said, "I'm sure it wasn't I"
But she had to go and lose it at the Astor It nearly killed her mother and her dad Now they felt as bad about the thing as she did After all it was the only one she had
They just about completed all their searching When the chauffeur walked up with it in his hand All they did was stand and gape, there was Minnie's sable cape And she thought that she had lost it at the Astor
She Got The Goldmine (I Got The Shaft) Composer(s): Tim DuBois Performer(s): Jerry Reed
Well, I guess it was back in '63 When eatin' my cookin' got the better of me So I asked this little girl I was goin' with to be my wife Well, she said she would, so I said, 'I do' But I'da said, 'I wouldn't' if I'da just knew how sayin' 'I do' Was gonna screw up all o' my life
Well, the first few years weren't all that bad I'll never forget the good times we had 'Cause I'm reminded every month when I send her the child support Well, it wasn't too long till the lust all died And I'll admit I wasn't too surprised The day I came home and found my suitcase sittin' out on the porch Well, I tried to get in, she changed the lock Then I found this note taped on the mailbox that said "Goodbye, turkey My attorney will be in touch" So I decided right then and there I was gonna do what's right Give 'er her fair share but, brother I didn't know her share was gonna be that much
She got the goldmine (She got the goldmine) I got the shaft (I got the shaft) They split it right down the middle And then they give her the better half Well, it all sounds sorta funny But it hurts too much to laugh She got the goldmine, I got the shaft
Now listen up You ain't heard nothin' yet Why, they give 'er the color televison set Then they give 'er the house, the kids and both of the cars See Well, then they started talkin' about child support, alimony And the costs to the court Didn't take me long to figure out how far in the toilet I was I'm tellin' ya, they have made a mistake 'Cause it adds up to more than this cowboy makes Besides, everythin' I ever had worth takin' they've already took While she's livin' like a queen on alimony I'm workin' two shifts, eatin' baloney Askin' myself, "Why didn't you just learn how to cook?"
They give her the goldmine (She got the goldmine) They give me the shaft (I got the shaft) They said they're splittin' it all down the middle But she got the better half Well, it all sounds mighty funny But it hurts too much to laugh She got the goldmine, I got the shaft
Well, she got the goldmine (She got the goldmine) I got the shaft (I got the shaft) They split it all down the middle And then they give her the better half Well, I guess it all sounds funny (Ahh, ha ha ha) But it hurts too much to laugh She got the goldmine, I got the shaft
Heh, heh. Hey, Jimmy, I got the shaft But I don't have to worry about totin' a billfold anymore Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha I let my wife tote it I'm gonna be carryin' food stamps You get it, judge? I'm gonna be indebted That's my money Huh? Contempt of court? What do you mean I'm in contempt of court?
She Finally Spoke Spanish To Me Composer(s): Butch Hancock Performer(s): Joe Ely
Waiting for the train to France I hung my head in shame Feeling for all purposes like a man without a name Adios that's all she said I knew it had to be But she Finally Spoke Spanish to Me
Life just passed by on the sly I tried to live mine over It's been a cold dark lonesome night On the White Cliffs of Dover Adios that's all she said It echoed across the sea But She Finally Spoke Spanish to Me
Wine and dreams She blew the candle out I came to her for something I went away without Adios, that word will always haunt my memory But She Finally Spoke Spanish to Me
I left my boots in Italy Souls wore out in Spain I left my guns in London Town Just smokin' in the rain
Adios that's all she said I knew it had to be But She Finally Spoke Spanish to Me But She Finally Spoke Spanish to Me
Wine and dreams She blew the candle out I came to her for something I went away without Adios, that word will always haunt my memory But She Finally Spoke Spanish to Me
Quicksand Composer(s): Brian Holland; Lamont Dozier; Eddie Holland Performer(s): Martha Reeves & The Vandellas; Whitney Wolanin
Oo-oo ooo ooo who-oooh! Oo-oo ooo ooo who-oooh!
You're like Quicksand, quicksand Pulling me closer, closer In your arms Can't resist your loving charms You're like quicksand sinking me deeper In love with you
The more I fight it The deeper in love I get Each time you hold me I feel nothing but happiness It's not safe loving you this way But from your arms I can't stay
You're like Quicksand, quicksand, yeah Pulling me closer, closer Making me love you Need you (Deeper) Sinking me deeper, deeper In love with you
(Musical Interlude)
Oo-oo ooo ooo who-ooooh!
(Deeper Deeper Deeper! In love with you)
My heart is a prisoner Of your warm embrace I can't help, can't help myself Nothing can take your place When you say sweet things to me I start trembling from head to feet
You're like Quicksand, quicksand, yeah Pulling me closer, closer A- just can't resist you A-just want to kiss you
You're like quicksand, yeah!
Oo-oo ooo ooo who-ooooh!
Quicksand, quicksand, yeah Sinking me deeper Sinking me deeper I just can't resist you I just want to kiss you
She Drives Me Crazy - 1988 (aka She Drives Like Crazy - 1989) Composer(s): Roland Gift; David Steele First release by: Fine Young Cannibals - 1988 Covered by multiple other artists
I can't stop the way I feel Things you do don't seem real Tell you what I got in mind 'cause we're runnin' out of time Won't you ever set me free? This waitin' 'rounds killin' me
She drives me crazy like no one else She drives me crazy and I can't help myself
I can't get any rest People say I'm obsessed Everything that's serious lasts But to me there's no surprise What I have, I knew was true Things go wrong, they always do
She drives me crazy Like no one else She drives me crazy And I can't help myself
I won't make it On my own No on likes, To be alone
She drives me crazy Like no one else She drives me crazy And I can't help myself
Uh huh huh
She drives me crazy Like no one else She drives me crazy And I can't help myself
Uh huh huh
She drives me crazy Like no one else She drives me crazy And I can't help myself
Quicksilver Composer(s): Edward Pola; Irving Taylor; George Wyle Performer(s): Bing Crosby & The Andrews Sisters; and various other artists
You're as hard to hold as quicksilver When you kiss and run away I dream you're mine and then as quick as quicksilver All my dreams are led astray
I keep chasing you till I'm facing you And embracing you with all your charms Then you slip through my fingers just like quicksilver Right into someone else's arms
Seems like I am havin' trouble with you And I don't know what I'm gonna do Seems like you're fickle, fickle as can be And your fickle ways have got me up a tree
You're as hard to hold as quicksilver When you kiss and run away I dream you're mine and then as quick as quicksilver All my dreams are led astray
I keep chasing you till I'm facing you And embracing you with all your charms Then you slip through my fingers just like quicksilver Right into someone else's arms
Then you slip through my fingers just like quicksilver Right into someone else's arms
She Drives Like Crazy (Adapted from: She Drives Me Crazy - 1988) Composer(s): Roland Gift; David Steele; "Weird Al" Yankovic Performer(s): "Weird Al" Yankovic - 1989
Where'd you learn how to steer You do eighty in second gear When you drive, I can't relax Got your license from Cracker Jacks You just hit another tree These fender benders are killin' me
She drives like crazy Like no one else She drives like crazy And I'm afraid for myself
They'll put you behind bars We're not playin' bumper cars Did a great figure eight In the middle of the interstate Tires squeal wherever we go Even hitchhikers just say no
She drives like crazy Her car's a mess She drives like crazy She's got a death wish I guess
She's a demon Behind the wheel Thinks she's drivin' The Batmobile
Burnin' rubber in school zones Runnin' over traffic cones Passin' "semi-"s on the right Now my knuckles are turnin' white
She drives like crazy She'll break our necks She drives like crazy She always gets into wrecks
She drives like crazy Like no one else She drives like crazy Now I'm afraid for myself
She drives like crazy Like no one else She drives like crazy And I'm afraid for myself