Retro-Songteksten: Evergreens, Classics, Old-Time Favourites, Hits Uit Onze Jeugd
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Sorrow Tomorrow Composer(s): Doc Pomus - Mort Shuman Performer(s): Bobby Darin
Sorrow, tomorrow Sorrow, tomorrow
Makin eyes at all the guys While you dance with me I must be blind to love your kind cause its so plain to see
If I should love you For more than tonight
There would be sorrow There would be heartache There would be sorrow, tomorrow
Havin fun with anyone Livin for today My achin heart is torn apart I just cant live that way
If I should love you For more than tonight
There would be sorrow There would be heartache There would be sorrow, tomorrow
Troubles waitin just around the corner Heartaches waitin just around the bend I dont want to think about tomorrow cause tomorrow my happiness could end
I asked my pride to step aside I know this loves so wrong Cant stand the pain Of lovin in vain its not where I belong
If I should love you For more than tonight
There would be sorrow There would be heartache There would be sorrow, tomorrow
You believe me There would be sorrow There would be heartache
There would be sorrow, tomorrow
I know you know That there would be sorrow There would be heartache There would be sorrow, tomorrow
Hair Of The Dog Composer(s): Pete Agnew; Manny Charlton;
Dan McCafferty; Darrell Sweet Performer(s): Nazareth
Heart breaker soul shaker I've been told about you Steamroller midnight shoulder What they been saying' must be true
Red hot mama Down light charmer Time's come to pay your dues
chorus: Now you're messin' with a Son of a bitch Now your messin' with a Son of a bitch Now your messin' with a Son of a bitch Now your messin' with a Son of a bitch
Talking jiving poison ivy You ain't gonna cling to me Man taker bone faker I ain't so blind I can't see
Red hot mama Down light charmer Time's come to pay your dues
Hair Composer(s): Gerome Ragni; James Rado Performer(s): Galt McDermot
She asks me why I'm just a hairy guy I'm hairy noon and night Hair that's a fright I'm hairy high and low Don't ask me why Don't know It's not for lack of bread Like the Grateful Dead Darling
Gimme head with hair Long beautiful hair Shining, gleaming Streaming, flaxen, waxen
Give me down to there hair Shoulder length or longer Here baby, there mama Everywhere daddy daddy
Hair, hair, hair, hair, hair, hair, hair Flow it, show it Long as God can grow it My hair
Let it fly in the breeze And get caught in the trees Give a home to the fleas in my hair A home for fleas A hive for bees A nest for birds There ain't no words For the beauty, the splendor, the wonder Of my...
Hair, hair, hair, hair, hair, hair, hair Flow it, show it Long as God can grow it My hair
I want it long, straight, curly, fuzzy Snaggy, shaggy, ratty, matty Oily, greasy, fleecy Shining, gleaming, streaming Flaxen, waxen Knotted, polka-dotted Twisted, beaded, braided Powdered, flowered, and confettied Bangled, tangled, spangled, and spaghettied!
Oh say can you see My eyes if you can Then my hair's too short
Down to here Down to there Down to where It stops by itself
They'll be ga ga at the go go When they see me in my toga My toga made of blond Brilliantined Biblical hair
My hair like Jesus wore it Hallelujah I adore it Hallelujah Mary loved her son Why don't my mother love me?
Hair, hair, hair, hair, hair, hair, hair Flow it, show it Long as God can grow it My hair, hair, hair, hair, hair, hair, hair Flow it, show it Long as God can grow it My hair
Sorrow Is A Woman Composer(s): Savage - Clark - Willis - Elliott Performer(s): Def Leppard
You're always pretending to be Someone who prefers to be free You think you can fool me with your lying eyes But what is this game that you play When all that your trying to say Is that your lonely, in need of a friend Oh yeah, sorrow woman I just can't seem to get to you Oh yeah sorrow woman If only you could see you as I do And can't you see that it's true There's someone as lonely as you Trying so hard, so hard to get through And why can't everyone see The way that it really should be Why hide your feelings and suffer the pain Oh yeah, sorrow woman I just can't seem to get to you Oh yeah sorrow woman If only you could see you as I do You know that sorrow is a woman You know that she'll make you feel sad You know that sorrow is a woman Oh yeah sorrow woman I just can't seem to get to you Oh yeah sorrow woman If only you could see you as I do
Hail to Vermont! Lovely Vermont! Hail to Vermont so fearless! Sing we a song! Sing loud and long! To our little state so peerless! Green are her hills Clear are her rills Fair are her lakes, and rivers and valleys Blue are her skies Peaceful she lies But when roused to a call she speedily rallies
Hail to Vermont! Dear old Vermont! Our love for you is great We cherish your name We laud! We acclaim! Our own Green Mountain State
Proud of Vermont Lovely Vermont Proud of her charm and her beauty Proud of her name Proud of her fame We're proud of her sense of duty Proud of her past Proud first and last Proud of her lands and proud of her waters Her men are true Her women too We're proud of her sons and proud of her daughters
Hail to Vermont! Dear old Vemont! Our love for you is great We cherish your name We laud! We acclaim! Our own Green Mountain State
Hail Glorious Saint Patrick Composer(s): Sr. Anges; H.F. Hemy Performer(s): Daniel O'Donnell
Hail, glorious St. Patrick, dear saint of our isle On us thy poor children bestow a sweet smile And now thou art high in the mansions above On Erin's green valleys look down in thy love
(optional repeat) On Erin's green valleys, on Erin's green valleys On Erin's green valleys look down in thy love
Hail, glorious St. Patrick, thy words were once strong Against Satan's wiles and a heretic throng Not less is thy might where in Heaven thou art Oh, come to our aid, in our battle take part!
In a war against sin, in the fight for the faith Dear Saint, may thy children resist to the death May their strength be in meekness, in penance, and prayer Their banner the Cross, which they glory to bear
Thy people, now exiles on many a shore Shall love and revere thee till time be no more And the fire thou hast kindled shall ever burn bright Its warmth undiminished, undying its light
Ever bless and defend the sweet land of our birth Where the shamrock still blooms as when thou wert on earth And our hearts shall yet burn, wherever we roam For God and St. Patrick, and our native home
Sophisticated Lady Composer(s): Mitchell Parish - Irving Mills - Duke Ellington First release by: Duke Ellington & His Orch. - 1933 Covered by multiple other artists
They say into your early life romance came And in this heart of yours burned a flame A flame that flickered one day and dies away Then, with disillusion deep in your eyes You learned that fools in love soon grow wise The years have changed you somehow I see you now
Smoking, drinking, never thinking of tomorrow Nonchalant Diamonds shining, dancing, dining With some man in a restaurant Is that all you really want
No. Sophisticated lady I know You miss that love you lost long ago And when nobody is nigh, you cry You cry, you cry
Hail! Hail! The Gang's All Here! Composer(s): D.A. Estron; Theodore Morse; Arthur Sullivan Performer(s): Irving Kaufman
A gang of good fellows are we (are we) Are we (are we) are we (are we) With never a worry you see (you see) You see (you see) you see (you see) We laugh and joke, we sing and smoke And live life merrily No matter the weather When we get together We have a jubilee
[Chorus]
We love one another we do (we do) We do (we do) we do (we do) With brotherly love and it's true (it's true) It's true (it's true) it's true (it's true) It's one for all, the big and small It's always me for you No matter the weather When we get together We drink a toast for two
[Chorus]
When out for a good time we go (we go) We go (we go) we go (we go) There nothing we do that is slow (is slow) Is slow (is slow) is slow (is slow) Of joy we get our share you bet The gang will tell you so No matter the weather When we get together We sing this song you know
Hail To The Chief! Composer(s): James Sanderson; Walter Scott Performer(s): The Chestnut Brass Company; and various other artists
Hail to the Chief we have chosen for the nation Hail to the Chief! We salute him, one and all Hail to the Chief, as we pledge cooperation In proud fulfillment of a great, noble call
Yours is the aim to make this grand country grander This you will do That's our strong, firm belief Hail to the one we selected as commander Hail to the President! Hail to the Chief!
Sophia's Lullaby Composer(s): Bob Lind Performer(s): Bob Lind
"You'll make a journey over water" The Chinese fortunes used to say Not many trust those sunny proverbs anymore But sometimes love still finds a way
Out there, this wounded world is struggling We turn our backs and let it die But you will sleep tonight, protected and secure 'Cause some one cared enough to try
These tiny whispers promise peace As daylight moves in from the East
Your little bed is made and waiting Your golden future's waiting too Some gracious hand reached through a billion hopeful dreams And chose that this one would come true
Tonight the dangers are behind you Your guiding star is bright above You came a long way over water to be here Some day you'll know how much you're loved
Minnesota, hail to thee! Hail to thee our state so dear Thy light shall ever be A beacon bright and clear Thy sons and daughters true Will proclaim thee near and far They shall guard thy fame And adore thy name Thou shalt be their Northern Star
Like the stream that bends to sea Like the pine that seeks the blue Minnesota, still for thee Thy sons are strong and true From thy woods and waters fair From thy prairies waving far At thy call they throng With their shout and song Hailing thee their Northern Star
Mon Cur L'aime First performance by: Kathy Leander - 1996
Seule aujourd'hui, je regarde ma vie Qui défile au gré de mes nuits Parfois je me sens égoïste et perdue Eperdument triste
Je lui ai dit qu'il s'en aille Comme une longue bataille Que je voulais gagner J'ai cru bon de tenir De ne pas le retenir Aujourd'hui me manquent les larmes
Mon cur l'aime, quand j'y pense J'ai beau me fier aux apparences Qu'il m'emmène même loin Je lui donnerai la main
Il m'a volé trop de larmes En échange il m'a laissé son âme Mais j'attendrai qu'il revienne Pour tout recommencer
Et j'ai cru que tout était rose Comme le bleu de son regard magique Qu'il n'y avait qu'à lui sourire Et lui mentir pour lui appartenir
Je lui ai dit qu'il s'en aille Comme une longue bataille Que je voulais gagner J'ai cru bon de tenir De ne pas le retenir Aujourd'hui me manquent les larmes
Mon cur l'aime, quand j'y pense J'ai beau me fier aux apparences Qu'il m'emmène même loin Je lui donnerai la main
Il m'a volé trop de larmes En échange il m'a laissé son âme Mais j'attendrai qu'il revienne Pour tout recommencer
Mon cur l'aime, quand j'y pense J'ai beau me fier aux apparences Qu'il m'emmène même loin Je lui donnerai la main
Il m'a volé trop de larmes En échange il m'a laissé son âme Mais j'attendrai qu'il revienne Pour tout recommencer
Mon cur l'aime, quand j'y pense J'ai beau me fier aux apparences Qu'il m'emmène même loin Je lui donnerai la main
Hail Caesar Composer(s): Angus Young; Malcolm Young Performer(s): AC/DC
He be the count of Monte Cristo
Could be a quake any day Maybe somebody from Siam Begin the era of a new rage Keeps lickin' all the honey Chewin' up the fat he rakes Instead of sending to the lions They cover him with praise
All hail Caesar, Hail, Hail! All hail Caesar, Hail, Hail!
Down at the epicenter Things started heatin' up Rockin' on the richter scale [Rockin' up the richter scale] Swinging in the chariot Around and around we go The senators rehearse the tale Starring in the coliseum Tied upon the rack Up comes the thumb of Caesar To stab you in the back
All hail Caesar, Hail, Hail! All hail Caesar, Hail, Hail!
Down at the epicenter Things started heatin' up Rockin' on the richter scale Swingin' in the chariot Around and around we go the Senators rehearse the tale
Watch out Caesar, watch out Caesar
[I said hail, I said hail! I said Hail, I said Hail!
Hail Hail Hail Hail Hail Hail Hail Hail Hail]
[All hail Caesar, hail, hail! All hail Caesar, hail, hail! All hail Caesar, hail, hail! All hail Caesar, hail, hail!
You need eyes in the back of your head boy, or you're dead]
Hagamos El Amor Composer(s): Miguel Mateos Performer(s): Miguel Mateos
Tiempos buenos tiempos malos tiempos de aprender caminar con libros bajo el brazo
Tiempos duros tiempos blandos tiempos de crecer viviendo con el miedo de un soldado
Hoy no hubo viento nada llegó hasta mí es que, mi ventana, está cerrada no puedo volar alguien me esta usando las alas
Y es muy raro, que te vea llorando de pie como una muñequita en la escalera Te engaño la tarde te dio la llave rota
Por favor, mira a tu alrededor el mundo no para de girar Ay, Ay, dame tu dolor y hagamos el amor Ay, Ay, dame tu dolor y hagamos el amor, solo el amor
Se ha llegado muy, muy lejos en el juego atroz del héroe y su venganza organizada
No hay triunfos porque, no hay combates yo ya me cansé de andar mostrando el alma siempre en guardia Es a todo o nada siempre lo será
Tiempos negros tiempos blancos te buscaré volando en mi planeta de segunda no te pruebes no otro cuerpo no te esperaré goloso como un lobo en la penumbra. Podes vaciar la bolsa no hay mucho que llevar
Por favor, mira a tu alrededor el mundo no para de girar Ay, Ay, dame tu dolor y hagamos el amor Ay, Ay, dame tu dolor y hagamos el amor, solo el amor
Ay, Ay, dame tu dolor y hagamos el amor Ay, Ay, dame tu dolor y hagamos el amor, solo el amor
Weil's Dr Guat Got Composer(s): Mischa Krausz - George Nussbaumer First performance by: George Nussbaumer - 1996
's got alls vo seal Ooh... weil's dr guat got, ja
Wenn du am Morga ufwachscht Ganz egal um welche Zit Heasch du scho so a sauguats Gfühl Des rißt di einfach mit
's ka schneia, reagna, gwittera wie wild 's got alls vo seal, weil's dr guat got
Lüt die du net kenscht Die lachen di zmol freundlich a Hüt isch an Tag an deam ma dir Für gea nünt bös si ka
Was isch des, was gschiat do? I denk des isch ganz klar Du strahlsch was bsunders us Weil's dr guat got
Du künscht di ganze Welt umarma (Jo, des muaß si) Und d'Welt künnt di umarma (Des isch guat für die)
Mmm... spürsch des? (Ja) Gloubsch dra? (Ja) Du kasch grad tua wast wid 's got alls vo seal, weil's dr guat got
(Weil's dr guat got) Weil's dr guat got (Weil's dr guat got) Weil's dr guat got
Probleme siasch wie Eis zerrinna (Des tuat guat) Auf die Art kasch du nur no gwinna (Und des macht dr Muat)
Oh... spürsch des? Gloubsch dra? Du kasch grad tua wast wid 's got alls vo seal, weil's dr guat got 's got alls vo seal, weil's dr guat got Mmm... 's got alls vo seal, weil's dr guat got
Du wilsch singa (singa) Du wilsch tanza (tanza) Einfach leaba (leaba), alle Lüt umarma Singa (singa), tanza (tanza), leaba 's got alls vo seal, weil's dr guat got
(Singa) singa, (tanza) tanza (Leaba) Ooh... leaba, Lüt umarma Singa (singa), tanza (tanza), leaba 's got alls vo seal, weil's dr guat got
(Weil's dr guat got, ja) Du drauschd di alls, du gischt ned uf Du hoffsch des Gfühl head niamals uf (Weil's dr guat got, ja) 's got alls vo seal (Weil's dr guat got, ja) Und rund um di isch hell (Weil's dr guat got, ja)
Halta, lacha (Weil's dr guat got, ja) Singa, tanza, leaba Whoa... (Weil's dr guat got, ja) (Weil's dr guat got, ja) (Weil's dr guat got, ja) (Weil's dr guat got, ja)
Hafa Café Composer(s): Luis Eduardo Aute Performer(s): Luis Eduardo Aute
La luna sobre Tánger velaba la noche de Alá cuando nos encontramos en el cabaret del Chellah Cruzamos las miradas te dije: "Salam alekom" pero el recepcionista nos dijo: "At this moment, no room"... Te recordé desnuda bajo el ciclo protector tomando té adormecida sobre tu chador cuando te amé en las terrazas del Hafa Café Hafa Café No había ningún taxi La Kasbah olía a el m'ra y un par de policías corrían tras Alí Babá Subimos monte arriba por sendas de flores de azahar... el Hafa, en la colina miraba, a lo lejos, el mar Te recordé desnuda bajo el cielo protector tomando té adormecida sobre tu chador cuando te amé en las terrazas del Hafa Café Hafa Café El Hafa era un aroma de cuero a la menta con hasch En un rincón, Míck Jagger Te vio y su mirada fue un flash! Se acerco a nuestra mesa con ojos de vil seductor y te cantó: "Marhaba We'll do it right here on the floor" Te recordé desnuda bajo el ciclo protector tomando té adormecida sobre tu chador cuando te amé en las terrazas del Hafa Café Hafa Café
