Retro-Songteksten: Evergreens, Classics, Old-Time Favourites, Hits Uit Onze Jeugd
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A Red Kiss On A Blue Letter Composer(s): Ray Evans - G. Lang - Roger Genger Performer(s): Doris Day; Helen Forrest
A red kiss on a blue letter Is all I sent to you A red kiss on a blue letter To show what I've been through Each night I talk to myself Telling myself That I've kept my love true And when you talk to yourself You're telling yourself That he feels that way too A red kiss on a blue letter Is all that I sent to you
A red kiss on a blue letter Is all that I sent to you
Hymn For A Sunday Evening Composer(s): Lee Adams; Charles Strouse Performer(s): Paul Lynde; and various other artists
Me on the Ed Sullivan show? Ed Sullivan Me, Henry McAfee appearing with Ed Sullivan Ed-Ed Sullivan Ed-Ed-Sullivan Ah! Ah! Ed Sullivan Ed Sullivan Ed Sullivan Ed-Ed-Sul-Sul Ed Sullivan, Ed Sullivan We're gonna be on Ed Sullivan How could any fam'ly be Half as fortunate as we We'll be coast to coast With our fav'rite host Ed Sullivan Ed Sullivan, Ed Sullivan We're gonna be on Ed Sullivan Ooooohhh! I've got a wonderful wife Two swell kids A good job and now this Someday we'll recall The greatest day of all Ed, I love you! Ed Sullivan
Reason For Living Composer(s): Rick Parfitt - Francis Rossi Performer(s): Status Quo
I felt in need of some loving so I sat down on a wall I tried to find a reason for living, but I couldn't find a reason at all So I owned up to my maker and I started to say a prayer I waited for an answer but there wasn't anybody there
I thought there should have been someone, but I wasn't quite sure who It finished me to find there was no-one that I could take my troubles to So I knelt down by my bedside and I started to say a prayer It was when I asked for nothing I could feel that there was somebody there
I'm looking still, but it's easy 'cos I know which way to go It doesn't matter how long it takes me 'cos there's someone there to help me who knows All the things that I am after, all the loving that I want to share It's so hard but I don't mind 'cos there really is someone there
I felt in need of some loving so I sat down on a wall I tried to find a reason for living, but I couldn't find a reason at all So I owned up to my maker and I started to say a prayer I waited for an answer but there wasn't anybody there
Hymn Composer(s): John Lees Performer(s): Barclay James Harvest
Valley's deep and the mountain's so high If you want to see God you've got to move on the other side You stand up there with your head in the clouds Don't try to fly you know you might not come down Don't try to fly, dear God, you might not come down Jesus came down from Heaven to earth The people said it was a virgin birth Jesus came down from Heaven to earth The people said it was a virgin birth
He told great stories of the Lord And said he was the saviour of us all He told great stories of the Lord And said he was the saviour of us all
For this they/we killed him, nailed him up high He rose again as if to ask us why Then he ascended into the sky As if to say in God alone you soar As if to say in God alone we fly
Valley's deep and the mountain's so high If you want to see God you've got to move on the other side You stand up there with your head in the clouds Don't try to fly you know you might not come down Don't try to fly, dear God, you might not come down
A Really Good Time Composer(s): Brian Ferry First release by: Roxy Music - 1977
You´re heard enough Of the blues and stuff You´re pretty swell now ´cause you´re pretty tough But I don´t have to tell you How hard it can be to get by You never bothered About anyone else You´re well educated With no common sense But love - that´s one thing You really need to get by All your troubles Come from yourself Nobody hurts you - they don´t care Just as long as you show them A really good time All the things You used to do A trip to the movies A drink or two They don´t satisfy you They don´t tell you anything new You know I don´t talk much Except to myself ´cause i´ve not much to say And there´s nobody else Who´s ready and willing And able to know me - I guess Listen to me I´m not finished yet There´s something to tell you That I can´t forget Just have a really good time There´s a girl I used to know Her face is her fortune She´s got a heart of gold She never goes out much But boy - when she does Then you know She´s got no money Well, maybe a dime But she knows what she´s worth And that´s reason why She´s gonna make it She´s got what it takes You´ll appreciate that She´s probably late But I know And you know We all know She´ll have a really good time
Hyacinth House Composer(s): John Densmore; Robbie Krieger; Ray Manzarek; Jim Morrison Performer(s): The Doors; Cheval Sombre
What are they doing in the Hyacinth House? What are they doing in the Hyacinth House? To please the lions in this day
I need a brand new friend who doesn't bother me I need a brand new friend who doesn't trouble me I need someone and who doesn't need me
I see the bathroom is clear I think that somebody's near I'm sure that someone is following me, oh yeah
Why did you throw the Jack of Hearts away? Why did you throw the Jack of Hearts away? It was the only card in the deck that I had left to play
And I'll say it again, I need a brand new friend And I'll say it again, I need a brand new friend And I'll say it again, I need a brand new friend, the end
A Real Mother For Ya Composer(s): Johnny Watson First release by: Johnny "Guitar" Watson - 1977 Covered by multiple other artists
Wanna buy a new car But the price ain't right Be a downside cheaper (yes it would) Star riding a bike They are making milk out of powder Got the baby's crying Rich gone up higher Got the parents lying
Lord , its a real mother for ya (yeah) make you wanna run for cover And if you look you will discover (yeah) Lord, its a real mother for ya yeah
Got to go to a disco Throw your troubles away Dance to the music That the DJ's play And then the light come on Like you knew they would Go home and face the music that dont sound to good
Lord, its a real mother for ya (yeah) make you wanna run for cover And if you look you will discover (yeah) Lord, its a real mother for ya yeah
Lord , its a real mother for ya (yeah) make you wanna run for cover (yes it will) And if you look you will discover (yeah) Lord, its a real mother for ya yeah its a real mother for ya yeah (auw, get out of here)
M'n vrouw is alleen op huwelijksreis sinds 13 april De prijs van de reis voor twee maakt meteen een reuze verschil Ik ben nou maar blij dat ze voor haar vertrek Nog tegen me zei: "Aan werk geen gebrek De heg moet geknipt, de tuin omgespit Het schuurtje gewit"
Twee weken terug ontving ik een brief, wat schrijft ze toch mooi Ik ben al een maand aan de Cote d' Azur, dus niet meer in 't Gooi Ik ontmoette, hoe vind je 't, ik zag het meteen Van vroeger een vrindje, dat was ook alleen Hij was met de wagen en bood me toen aan Naar Nice mee te gaan
Ze schreef/schrijft ook: "We hebben hier op het strand veel pret met elkaar 't Hotel is echt chique en 'k ben al erg bruin, nou, 't beste dan maar Wat een aardig gebaar van die vroegere vrind 't Gebeurt niet zo vaak dat je zo iemand vindt Wat zal ze veel leren, want reizen, vind ik Verruimt zo de blik
En als ze straks thuiskomt ziet ze meteen ons nieuwe behang Wat zal ze verrast/verrukt zijn als ze de loper ontdekt in de gang M'n buurman, die zegt: "Dat vrouwtje van jou Blijft mij te lang weg, vergeet 'r maar gauw"
M'n vrouw is alleen op huwelijksreis sinds 13 april
Waarom zegt zo'n man eigenlijk: "Vergeet je vrouw maar gauw" Hoe kan ik dat nou?
A Ray Of Hope Composer(s): Eddie Brigati - Felix Cavaliere Performer(s): The Rascals; Soul Generation
Most people got soul if they wanna try Let love be your goal and let it fly Cause it's easy to hate and to draw a line But error is human forgiveness is divine
I know a lot of people who think like me That this world can be a place that's filled with harmony First there's a lot of things we've got to rearrange Put an end to hate and lies So peace can come and truth shall reign As long as there is a ray of hope
Lord, I don't mind going out and doin' my work Light up the way to brotherhood Help us to make His dream understood
Sometimes the road gets a little bit rough Your strength is all gone, you had enough But there's people who win without making fists Our world won't survive lest we think like this
I can't imagine any greater need To treat each other as we'd like to be It's a gas just knowing what is yet to come Not unless we get together Got to get together one by one
As long as there is a ray of hope Lord, I don't mind goin out and doin my work Light up the way to brotherhood I got to keep on searchin, keep on searchin Till I find out Keep on searchin, keep on searchin Till I find out Keep on searchin, keep on searchin Till I find out
Gonna take a little look way down inside Gotta find out Lord, why I'm alive We'll pray for a day when all men are free And people can live like they're meant to be Meanwhile it's all up to you and me Start working together towards this dream
As long as there is a ray of hope Lord, I don't mind goin out and doin my work Light up the way to brotherhood Help us to make His dream understood As long as there is a ray of hope I got to wait my turn till I can vote As long as there is a ray of hope
Hustled Down In Texas Composer(s): Johnny Winter Performer(s): Johnny Winter
You know I hustled down in Texas, went to Chicago too Well! hustled down in Texas, went to Chicago too You know wouldn't nobody let me do what I want to do
You know I travel 'round in Georgia I made the southern scene I traveled 'round in Georgia I made the southern scene Just trying to find somebody, a friend who's deal was clean
Use me for your fool Sign on the dotted line Don't ask questions, stupid, cause your southern can is mine
Hustled down in Texas, went to Chicago too Wouldn't nobody let me do what I want to do
Ahhh baby, don't try jiving me no more Ahhh baby baby, don't try jiving no more 'Cause I'm hip to your jiving, down the road I go
Listen to me people Try to understand Can't get good from evil, so do the best you can I want to tell you people Please try to understand You know you can't get good from evil so do the best you can
You know I hustled down in Texas, went to Chicago too Yeah! hustled down in Texas, went to Chicago too Wouldn't nobody let me do what I want to do
Husky Dusky Day (Traditional) Performer(s): Elvis Presley
Marchin across the green grass, green grass, green grass Marchin across the green grass on a husky dusky day (Were marchin off to get married married married) Were marchin off to get married on a husky dusky day Youre awful dusty and ragged ragged ragged Youre awful dusty and ragged this husky dusky day (Im just as good as you are, you are, you are) Im just as good as you are this husky dusky day Ill climb through your window, window, window Ill climb through your window this husky dusky day (Ill lock and bar the window, window, window) I think your off the key now (I know and I just cant help it)
A Railroad Bum Composer(s): J.A. Balthrop Performer(s): Jim Reeves; Buddy Cagle
I used to be a railroad bum A-livin' on the go I rode freights from Canada Down to Mexico From sunny Cal to Minnesota Where the ripplin' waters fall I never seemed to have a dime But I had myself a ball
Singin' hi le hi lo he-li-li-le-li-lo I used to ba a railroad bum But I'm not anymore
I walked in the Silver Dollar In Reno one night I dropped a quarter in a one-armed bandit The lemons lined up right Took my winnin's then played poker And I won ten thousand more I used to be railroad bum But I'm not anymore
Singin' hi le hi lo he-li-li-le-li-lo I used to ba a railroad bum But I'm not anymore
When cotton's white in Tennessee And shrimp boats sail in Maine Each pickin' time Soon you'll find me Ridin' a Georgia train 'Cause I get restless when I'm still I guess I always will Wanna keep travellin' all my life Over another hill
Singin' hi le hi lo he-li-li-le-li-lo I used to ba a railroad bum But I'm not anymore
Singin' hi le hi lo he-li-li-le-li-lo I used to ba a railroad bum But I'm not anymore
Hush-A-Bye Island Composer(s): Harold Adamson; Jimmy McHugh Performer(s): Frank Sinatra
Close your eyes, my little darling 'cause it's time to drift away To Hush-a-bye Island on Rock-a-bye Bay Buy a candy-coated mountain, you have lots of time to play On Hush-a-bye Island on Rock-a-bye Bay You can take the Toy-Town Trolley and meet the jolly Times Express No one there is melancholy, it's an isle of happiness Don't you keep your dreamboat waiting, hope you have a pleasant stay On Hush-a-bye Island on Rock-a-bye Bay You can take the Toy-Town Trolley and meet the jolly Times Express No one there is melancholy, it's an isle of happiness Don't you keep your dreamboat waiting, hope you have a pleasant stay On Hush-a-bye Island on Rock-a-bye Bay
The Ragpicker's Dream Composer(s): Mark Knopfler Performer(s): Mark Knopfler
When Jack Frost came for Christmas With a brass monkey date The rail-king and the scarecrow Hopped a florlda freight And they blew on their paper cups And stared through the steam Then they drank half a bottle Of ragpicker's dream where
The whiskey keeps following Cold pitchers of beer Me and my associate Like the clientele here get The onions and the 'taters Rib-eyes on the grill Toothpicks and luckies And a coffee refill as
The rail-king lay rocking He was leaving the ground Then he was flying like santa claus Over the town where He came to the window Of a house by a stream It was a family christmas In the ragpicker's dream there
Were kids at the table All aglow in the light Music in the wintertime Sure carries at night there Was turkey and gravy Pie and ice-cream And gifts for each and everyone In the ragpicker's dream where
The red-eye keeps tumbling In our glasses of beer Me and my associate Like the service in here there's A ten for your trouble You have beautiful hair Make the last one two doubles It's a cold one out there where
The scarecrow and the rail-king Have started to dance But a nightstick and a billyclub Won't give peace a chance here I think they went thataways Your song and dance team Heading home for the holidays With the ragpicker's dream on
His knees like a fighter The rail-riding king Like a sack of potatoes Like a bull in the ring where The scarecrow falls over With a tear in the seam Home for the rover In the ragpicker's dream where
The red-eye keeps tumbling Like tears in our beer Me and my associate Like the ambience here where They cornered two castaways In a white flashlight beam Merry christmas and happy days In the ragpicker's dream
À Quoi Ça Sert? Composer(s): Françoise Hardy Performer(s): Françoise Hardy
Comme toi j'ai un cur qui ne peut rien promettre à qui l'amour fait peur mais qui t'aime peut-être à quoi ça sert de le cacher à quoi ça sert d'y échapper?
Je n'ai rien à t'offrir que ce que mes yeux voient tu ne veux pas souffrir mais qui ne souffre pas? à quoi ça sert de l'éviter à quoi ça sert de t'en aller?
À rester dans ta tour d'ivoire en broyant du rose ou du noir tout seul - tout seul
Comme on n'est pas très malheureux on oublie qu'on n'est pas heureux tout seul - tout seul
Je n'ai que les étoiles et rien d'autre pour toi si l'on doit se faire mal c'est la vie qui veut ça à quoi ça sert de rester seul à quoi ça sert de vivre seul
Je n'ai que les étoiles et rien d'autre pour toi si l'on doit se faire mal c'est la vie qui veut ça à quoi ça sert de rester seul à quoi ça sert de vivre seul tout seul..
Hush, Hush, Sweet Charlotte Composer(s): Mack David; Frank DeVol Performer(s): Patti Page; Bette Davis; Al Martino; Gerry Mulligan
Chorus:
Hush hush, sweet Charlotte Charlotte, don't you cry Hush hush, sweet Charlotte He'll love you till he dies
Oh, hold him darling Please hold him tight And brush the tear from your eye You weep because you had a dream last night You dreamed that he said goodbye
He held two roses within his hand Two roses he gave to you The red rose tells you of his passion The white rose his love so true
Chorus
And every night after he shall die Yes every night when he's gone The wind will sing to you this lullaby Sweet Charlotte was loved by John
