Retro-Songteksten: Evergreens, Classics, Old-Time Favourites, Hits Uit Onze Jeugd
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She Was Only Seventeen (He Was One Year More) Composer(s): Marty Robbins Performer(s): Marty Robbins; Ray Conniff
(Seventeen, and he was one year more) (Seventeen, and he the girl adored) (Seventeen)
She was only seventeen and he was one year more (Seventeen) She loved him with all her heart, and he the girl adored But all their friends believed they were too young to know the score `Cause she was only seventeen and he was one year more (Seventeen)
Are they old enough to know if love will last for life (Seventeen) Isn't he too young to be a husband, her a wife Well, in the past I bet it's happened more than once before When someone else was seventeen, another one year more
Do we have the right to question love that seems so strong As long as God has no objections, there can be no wrong (Seventeen)
Let us be the first to wish them all the very best (Seventeen) Let us hope their love is strong enough to meet the test 'Cause like I say, I bet it's happened more than once before When someone else was seventeen, another one year more
(Do we have the right to question love that seems so strong) (As long as God has no objection, there can be no wrong) (Seventeen)
Let us be the first to wish them all the very best (Seventeen) Let us hope their love is strong enough to meet the test 'Cause like I say, I bet it's happened more than once before When someone else was seventeen, another one year more (Seventeen)
She Was Happy Till She Met You Composer(s): Charles Graham; Monroe H. Rosenfeld Performer(s): S.H. Dudley
'Twas a bright and sunny day When a young wife went away from her husband Who had wrung her heart with pain On the table lay a note with the simple words she wrote "Good bye! I hope we'll never meet again" Unto her mother she returned The home for which she'd often yearned For every spark of love for him and fled There he sought her out at last with repentance for the past But her mother met him at the door and said
"I have come to say goodbye," said the husband with a sigh "Just let me take her to my heart again" But the mother said: "Too late All her love has turned to hate So go your own way, your pleadings are in vain "She is my wife!" the husband cried "You shall not take her from my side The law forbids you part us we are wed!" "But you've broken every vow, she is yours no longer now My daughter shall not go!" the mother said
She was happy till she met you And the fault is all your own If she wishes to forget you You will please let her alone She has come to her old mother Just because there is no other She'll be happy in her own sweet home
She Wandered Through The Garden Fence Composer(s): Gary Brooker; Keith Reid Performer(s): Procol Harum
She wandered through the garden fence and said 'I've brought at great expense a potion guaranteed to bring relief from all your suffering' And though I said 'You don't exist' she grasped me firmly by the wrist and threw me down upon my back and strapped me to her torture rack And, without further argument I found my mind was also bent upon a course so devious it only made my torment worse
She said, 'I see you cannot speak is it your voice that is too weak? Is it your tongue that is to blame? Maybe you cannot speak for shame Or has your brain been idle too and now it will not think for you?' I hastened to make my reply but found that I could only lie And like a fool I believed myself and thought I was somebody else But she could see what I was then and left me on my own again
She Thinks That She'll Marry Composer(s): Judy Rodman; Duane Orender Performer(s): Judy Rodman
He keeps her in diamonds, he brightens her days He flies her in style to the cities he plays But she's not aware that in every town Others warm to his favours when she's not around
He took her to Paris, he took her to Spain He took her for granted, wouldn't give her his name She lives all alone in a house on a hill An' thinks that she'll marry, but she never will
He told her that someday, he'd make her his own They'd take a vacation together in Rome Then she spoke these words, though they tore her apart: "I'm tired of you playing these games with my heart"
"Oh, I've given you the best years of my life You've given nothin', but maybe some lies I've lived all alone in a house on a hill Thinkin' we'd marry, but we never will"
So time brought it's wisdom, now clearly she sees She's learned to be happy an' she loves bein' free That he longs to hold her an' make her his wife 'Cause there was no happiness left in his life
She lives all alone in a house on a hill With good friends an' good times, her life is filled In his lonely mansion, he longs for her still An' he thinks that she'll marry, but she never will
She Thinks I Still Care Composer(s): Dickey Lee First release by: George Jones - 1962 Covered by multiple other artists
Just because I asked a friend about her Just because I spoke her name somewhere Just because I dialled her number by mistake today She thinks I still care
Just because I haunt the same old places Where the memory of her lingers everywhere Just because I'm not the happy guy I used to be, She thinks I still care
Oh if she's happy thinkin' I still need her Then let that silly notion bring her cheer Oh how could she ever be so foolish And where would she get such an idea?
Just because I asked a friend about her Just because I spoke her name somewhere Just because I saw her, then went all to pieces She thinks I still care She thinks I still caaaaaaa-aaaaaaaaaaaaaaare
She Suits Me To A T Composer(s): Buddy Guy Performer(s): Buddy Guy; Jools Holland; Scott Holt
I got a good leg woman, she's alright with me I got a good leg woman yeah, she's alright with me She's a hip shakin' mama and she suits me, suits me to a Tee now
I never wanted for nothing She bought me everything I needed The good thing about her She treats me like I wanna be treated She's got a hip shakin' mama and she suits me, suits me to a Tee now
My baby she's so fine She makes a blind man see She's mine o mine yeah Belongs to no one but me She's got a hip shakin' mama and she suits me, suits me to a Tee now
Wow, tellin' about my baby Nobody but my baby She belongs to no one but me And she's mine o mine
And I'm talkin' about my good babe I'm talkin' about my gorgeous little girl And she's alright now Come say it she's all..., she's alright now And she's something Oh, she's something else
Quisiera Composer(s): R. de León; M. Baratas; A. Areta Performer(s): Raphael
En el jardin deshabitado Sin el calor de tu presencia El viento gris llora a mi lado La melodia de tu ausencia
Quisiera sentir de nuevo la alegria De ver tus ojos noche y dia Apasionados por la espera Quisiera estar presente entre tus cosas Suspiros, pajaros y rosas En tu jardin y en primavera
Cambiar presente por pasado Y darte en todo la razon Y ver mi amor alborotado Mi solitario corazon
Quisiera contar contigo una por una Todas las manchas de la luna Como soliamos hacer
Maria's Kind (Adapted from: Mary's Boy Child - 1956) (Danish Version: Der Var Engang En Julenat - 1957) Composer(s): Jester Hairston; Will Ferdy; Ernst van Altena Performer(s): Jo Leemans - 1969 and multiple other artists
Heel lang geleden in Bethlehem Zoals de Bijbel zegt Werd Marias kind daar in een kribbe neergelegd Luister toe wat God u zegt Door een engelenstem Opdat de mens voor eeuwig leve Daarom komt Jezus voor
Hoor nu komt de nieuwe Koning Zong een engelenkoor Opdat de mens vooreeuwig leve Daar komt Jezus
Daar hielden herders in de buurt Bij hun schaapjes trouw de wacht Zij zagen plots een nieuwe ster Schitteren in de nacht Toen kwam Jozef en Maria Ook naar Bethlehem Maar er was in heel de stad Geen enkele plaats voor hen
Hoor nu komt de nieuwe Koning Zong een engelenkoor Opdat de mens vooreeuwig leve Daar komt Jezus
En eindelijk vonden zij een stal Waar het eenzaam was en stil Daar werd Marias kind gelegd In een kribbe hard en kil Heel lang geeden in Bethlehem Zoals de Bijbel zegt Werd Marias kind daar in een kribbe gelegd
Quit Hollerin' At Me Composer(s): John Prine; Gary Nicholson Performer(s): John Prine
I don't want your big French Fry I don't want your car I don't want to buy no soap From no washed-up movie star You are so much louder Than the show I wanna hear With your sugarless gum Gee, but I'm dumb Non-alcoholic beer It's enough to make a grown man Blow up his own TV Quit hollerin' at me Quit hollerin' at me
I heard you the first time I heard myself say Seems like the little woman Is getting bigger every day You don't have to tell the neighbors A little silence ain't no sin They already think my name is Where in the hell you been? Louder, louder, louder, louder, louder Constantly Quit hollerin' at me Quit hollerin' at me Whoa oh whoa oh Sweet Serenity Whoa oh whoa oh Quit hollerin' at me Quit hollerin' at me
Ain't it great at the end of the day When there ain't no sound around Just me and the fence post Staring each other down Nothing but a big bunch of nothing Driving me insane Cause there ain't no voice that's louder Than the one inside my brain Hey you go on Go on and let me be Quit hollerin' at me Quit hollerin' at me Whoa oh whoa oh Sweet Serenity Whoa oh whoa oh Quit hollerin' at me Quit hollerin' at me Quit hollerin' at me Quit hollerin' at me Quit hollerin' at me
She Say (Oom Dooby Doom) Composer(s): Mike Anthony; Barry Mann Performer(s): The Diamonds
She say A oom dooby doom Dooby doom Dooby, dooby doom Dooby doom Dooby doom Dooby, dooby doom Dooby doom Dooby doom Dooby, dooby doom, doom, doom
She say A oom dooby doom Dooby doom Dooby, dooby doom Dooby doom Dooby doom Dooby, dooby doom Dooby doom Dooby doom Dooby, dooby doom, doom, doom
Boom, boom, boom She say rock and I rock She say roll and I roll She say stroll and I stroll Well, I keep doin' what she wants She's the captain of my soul
She say A oom dooby doom Dooby doom Dooby, dooby doom Dooby doom Dooby doom Dooby, dooby doom Dooby doom Dooby doom Dooby, dooby doom, doom, doom
Boom, boom, boom She say hip and I hip She say hop and I hop She say pop and I pop Well, I keep doin' what she wants 'Cause she's my only pop
She say A oom dooby doom Dooby doom Dooby, dooby doom Dooby doom Dooby doom Dooby, dooby doom Dooby doom Dooby doom Dooby, dooby doom, doom, doom
Boom, boom, boom She say move and I move She say groove and I groove She say bowl and I bowl I keep doin' what she wants 'Cause I'm having such a ball
She say A oom dooby doom Dooby doom Dooby, dooby doom Dooby doom Dooby doom Dooby, dooby doom Dooby doom Dooby doom Dooby, dooby doom, doom, doom
She say A oom dooby doom Dooby doom Dooby, dooby doom Dooby doom Dooby doom Dooby, dooby doom Dooby doom Dooby doom Dooby, dooby doom, doom, doom
Quit Your Low Down Ways Composer(s): Bob Dylan Performer(s): The Hollies; Peter, Paul & Mary; Bob Dylan; Manfred Mann's Earth Band; Sebastian Cabot
Oh, you can read out your Bible You can fall down on your knees, pretty mama And pray to the Lord But it ain't gonna do no good
You're gonna need You're gonna need my help someday Well, if you can't quit your sinnin' Please quit your low down ways
Well, you can run down to the White House You can gaze at the Capitol Dome, pretty mama You can pound on the President's gate But you oughta know by now it's gonna be too late
You're gonna need You're gonna need my help someday Well, if you can't quit your sinnin' Please quit your low down ways
Well, you can run down to the desert Throw yourself on the burning sand You can raise up your right hand, pretty mama But you better understand you done lost your one good man
You're gonna need You're gonna need my help someday Well, if you can't quit your sinnin' Please quit your low down ways
And you can hitchhike on the highway You can stand all alone by the side of the road You can try to flag a ride back home, pretty mama But you can't ride in my car no more
You're gonna need You're gonna need my help someday Well, if you can't quit your sinnin' Please quit your low down ways
Oh, you can read out your Bible You can fall down on your knees, pretty mama And pray to the Lord But it ain't gonna do no good
You're gonna need You're gonna need my help someday Well, if you can't quit your sinnin' Please quit your low down ways
Quite Rightly So Composer(s): Gary Brooker; Keith Reid Performer(s): Procol Harum
For you (whose eyes were opened wide
whilst mine refused to see) I'm sore in need of saving grace Be kind and humour me I'm lost amidst a sea of wheat Where people speak but seldom meet And grief and laughter, strange but true Although they die, they seldom cry
An ode by any other name I know might read more sweet Perhaps the sun will never shine upon my field of wheat But still in closing, let me say For those too sick, too sick to see Though nothing shows, yes, someone knows I wish that one was me
She Never Spoke Spanish To Me Composer(s): Butch Hancock First release by: Joe Ely - 1977 Covered by: Texas Tornados - 1990 Bill and Bonnie Hearne - 2000
I met her in old Mexico She would live in sad and young This smokey room where no one could see
Her favorite poets all agree Spanish is a lovin' tongue But she never spoke Spanish to me
She was born in Monterey And all the Christmas songs were sung Padres knew what she would grow up to be
Saints and sinners all agree Spanish is a lovin' tongue But she never spoke Spanish to me
Like a lion screamin' in the jungle low She'd never fool with things she couldn't see She spoke to all the shadows in her bungalow But she never spoke Spanish to me
She siad if you're from Texas, so Where's your boots and where's your gun Well, I got guns that no one can see
Well, after that we both agreed Spanish is a lovin' tongue But she never spoke Spanish to me Well, she never spoke Spanish to me
Quits Composer(s): Bill Anderson Performer(s): Bill Anderson
We couldn't call it love
'cause it really wasn't love anymore Yet we couldn't call it hate cause there's no way to hate Someone you've loved so much before We couldn't call it livin' cause it wasn't still alive We couldn't call it dead cause it refused to die We ran out of anything to call it so we called it quits Quits quits we called it quits it sounds like the easy way out but oh when it hits The longer you live with someone you can't live with the harder it gets We called it magic then we called it tragic finally we called it quits It's always been harder to fall out of love than fall in I don't know where I'm goin' but I doubt if I'll ever forget where I've been We couldn't call it happy though it was for a while We couldn't call it sad cause it taught us both to smile For luck for a better word to call it we called it quits Quits quits we called it quits it sounds like the easy way out but oh when it hits The longer you live with someone you can't live with the harder it gets We called it lovely then we called it lonely finally we called it quits We called it magic then we called it tragic finally we called it quits
