Retro-Songteksten: Evergreens, Classics, Old-Time Favourites, Hits Uit Onze Jeugd
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After Halloween Composer(s): Sandy Denny Performer(s): Fairport Convention; Sandy Denny
Red and gold, and Halloween have passed us by The charcoal branches lean against the rosy sky You are so far away, yet I could touch you if I may But don't you worry now, I'm only dreaming anyway
You may be lonely, you may be just on your own You could be anywhere, someplace that I have known But who am I and do we really live these days at all? And are they simply feelings we have loved and do recall?
Oh the sea has made me cry But I love her, too, so maybe I love you
For tears are only made of salt and water And across the waves the sound of laughter October it has gone and left me with a song That I will sing to you although the moment may be wrong
Could it be the sea's as real as you and I? I often wonder why I always have to say I'm only dreaming anyway
Could it be the sea's as real as you and I? I often wonder why I always have to say I'm only dreaming anyway
What Kind Of Man Would I Be? Composer(s): Bobby Caldwell; Chas Sandford; Jason Scheff Performer(s): Chicago
Girl, well, it's been one of those days again And it seems like the harder I try Over and over, I'm right back where I began But you understand Oh, girl, when nothing else in this world goes right Oh, I just want to run to you You pull me through Oh, baby, who wouldn't wanna have you in their lives?
Tell me, what kind of man would I be? Living a life without any meaning And I know you could surely survive without me But if I have to live without you Tell me, what kind of man would I be?
Times when it was pointless for me to try I was more than a desperate man What seemed like forever Was gone with one touch of your hand Oh, girl, if I could count all the sleepless nights When you were there for me A broken chain
Woh, baby, Once I had found you there was no letting go
Tell me, what kind of man would I be? Living a life without any meaning And I know you could surely survive without me But if I have to live without you Tell me, what kind of man would I be?
Tell me, what kind of man would I be? Living a life without any meaning And I know you could surely survive without me But if I have to live without you Tell me, what kind of man would I be?
What kind of man would I be? Living a life without any meaning And I know you could surely survive without me But if I have to live without you Tell me, what kind of man Tell me, what kind of man Tell me, what kind of man would I be? (What kind of man would I be?) Tell me, what kind of man would I be? (What kind of man would I be?)
After Forever ((Latin Version: Post Aeternitatem (by Rondellus) - 2002)) Composer(s): Tony Iommi - Ozzy Osbourne - Geezer Butler - Bill Ward First release by: Black Sabbath - 1971 Covered by multiple other artists
Have you ever thought about your soul - can it be saved? Or perhaps you think that when you're dead you just stay in your grave Is God just a thought within your head or is he a part of you? Is Christ just a name that you read in a book when you were in school?
When you think about death do you lose your breath or do you keep your cool? Would you like to see the Pope on the end of a rope - do you think he's a fool? Well I have seen the truth, yes I've seen the light and I've changed my ways And I'll be prepared when you're lonely and scared at the end of our days
Could it be you're afraid of what your friends might say If they knew you believe in God above? They should realize before they criticize that God is the only way to love
Is your mind so small that you have to fall In with the pack wherever they run Will you still sneer when death is near And say they may as well worship the sun?
I think it was true it was people like you that crucified Christ I think it is sad the opinion you had was the only one voiced Will you be so sure when your day is near, say you don't believe? You had the chance but you turned it down, now you can't retrieve
Perhaps you'll think before you say that God is dead and gone Open your eyes, just realize that he's the one The only one who can save you now from all this sin and hate Or will you still jeer at all you hear? Yes! I think it's too late
What Kind Of Love Is This? Composer(s): Johnny Nash Performer(s): Joey Dee & The Starliters
What kind of love is this that makes me wanna jump and shout? I wanna know what kind of love is this that turns my heart inside out? It's that itchy-twitchy feelin' that I have inside Something overwhelming that I just can't hide I wanna know (oh, yeah) whoa, yeah (oh, yeah) whoa, tell me (oh, yeah) (What kind of love is this?) What kind of love is this?
What kind of love is this that haunts me every day? I wanna know what kind of love is this that makes me say the things I say? Well, I'm walkin' around and grinnin' with my head in the air The people think I'm crazy but I just don't care I wanna know (oh, yeah) whoa, yeah (oh, yeah) whoa, tell me (oh, yeah) (What kind of love is this?) What kind of love is this?
Well, I feel like a man in outer space I'm actin' like a psycho case Hey, girl, stop this feelin' Look at me, you've got me rockin' and a-reelin'!
Yeah, what kind of love is this, aw, that shakes me up so bad? I wanna know what kind of love is this?, yeah, my situation is sad Well, I just can't understand it, it just ain't real I know no one has ever felt the way I feel I wanna know (oh, yeah) whoa, yeah (oh, yeah) whoa, tell me (oh, yeah) (What kind of love is this?) What kind of love is this?
(What kind of love is this?) (What kind of love is this?) (What kind of love is this?)
Post Aeternitatem ((Adapted from: After Forever (by Black Sabbath) - 1971)) Composer(s): Tony Iommi - Ozzy Osbourne - Geezer Butler - Bill Ward - Kristiina Leinemann Performer(s): Rondellus - 2002
Cogitasti tu de animo tuo? Servabitur? An fortasse putas: sepultus cum es in sepulchre manes? Videturne Deus tibi fictio? An est Deus tui pars? Est Christus vel vox quae stat libris his scholasticis tuis?
Cum videbitur mors terrebitne haec sors? An est quietum cor? Fortasse velis, pontifex ut necatus sit? Habes eum stultum? Ego verum scio Ego lucem scio motari que modos Praeparavi me, tu cum solus sis deterritus exitu tuo
Fortasse times, quid amici dicant si sciant: tu credis caelestio Deo Antequam me mordent, etiam videant Deum esse solam amandi viam
Esne mens tibi tarn pusilla, ut iam erroribus captus sis iterum? An rides turn, cum adest mors? An dicis turn, ut colatur vel sol?
Id puto verum crucifigunt Deum hi tui similes Id puto triste Turn opiniun tua vicit omnia mea Esne certus etiam, tuus dies cum adest? Ain' non credere te? Tibi erat sors sed rejecta est Si quild mutes nunc
Fortasse pulas antequant dicas Deum esse martuum Oculos nunc aperi tuos: est solus Deus qui potest te hinc redimere ab omni peccato An irrides omnia quae audis? Sero est, sero est
After Five Long Years Composer(s): Willie Dixon Performer(s): Willie Dixon
After five long years I'm gonna make love After five long years I'm gonna make love After five long years I'm gonna make love I'm gonna make love to you
After one long year I was watching you baby After two long years you was driving me crazy After three long years you know you still looked fine After four long years I was out of my mind After five long years I'm gonna make love to you
After one long year you had me lonesome and blue After two long years I was begging you After three long years you wouldn't change your mind After four long years but I kept on trying After five long years I'm gonna make love to you
After one long year I tried to be cool After two long years I was just your tool After three long years I was on the spot After four long years well look what you got After five long years I'm gonna make love to you
What Kind Of Fool Am I? Composer(s): Rick Springfield Performer(s): Rick Springfield
I wonder who shes seeing tonight Is she really going out with him Hes not her type And doing all the things she used to do to me Well, Id say something to her But I get so jealous When I think of her loving somebody else That I cant think why we ever let go I must have been crazy
Tell me what kind of fool am I To just let go, To just let go like that What kind of fool am I To lose you
She was cold sometimes But she made me feel alive She was such a spoiled baby But baby, she could love And she loved me like nobody ever will again I thought wed be together When the world ran down When the curtain fell and the lights came up But the gods or whatever make the world go round Shuffled when they should have cut
Tell me what kind of fool am I To just let go To just let go like that What kind of fool am I To lose you
Did it come too easy to the two of us Did we go too wrong to ever make it right Were we too busy checking out the left hand That we didnt see the right
Tell me what kind of fool am I To just let go To just let go like that What kind of fool am I
Oh baby, please, oh baby, please come back I meant to say in time Baby we could work it out But I never meant to say goodbye
Tell me what kind of fool am I What kind of fool am I What kind of fool am I To lose you
After Effects (From Loving You) Composer(s): Harry Mills Performer(s): Ray Price
Nights are longer when you're blue and all alone Seems eternity will pass before the dawn I've tried ev'rything, but I can't seem to lose All these after effects from lovin' you
Now I may tell myself that I'll find an easy way To escape this misery from day to day But my heart knows good and well, it's only you Who can ease my troubled mind And erase the pain they find From the after effects of loving you
Now I may tell myself that I'll find an easy way To escape this misery from day to day But my heart knows good and well, it's only you Who can ease my troubled mind And erase the pain you find From the after effects of loving you
Grandpa Can't Fly His Kite Composer(s): Clarence Carter - Pat Cooley Performer(s): Clarence Carter
I went down to the bar to have myself a drink 'Cause Grandpa had given me some news and I had to think The bartender said "Have a drink of gin, 'cause drinkin' gin ain't no sin" But I told the bartender that drinkin' gin won't let your nature bend
Grandpa can't fly his kite 'Cause Grandma won't give it no tail, no So you see, I've got to use what Mother Nature gave me Before Father Time takes it away, yeah
The mother rabbit told the father rabbit She said "Sex ain't nothin' but a habit" The father rabbit told the mother rabbit "Well, baby, shoot the habit to me rabbit"
The male bee makes love to the queen bee Until she cries He knows when he finishes makin' love to her He's surely gonna die.
But you see, Grandpa can't fly his kite 'Cause Grandma won't give it no tail, no So I'm gonna use what Mother Nature gave me Before Father Time takes it away, yeah
I told you, I got sixteen inches And it's four inches thick And the first day I don't need love I'll take gravely sick
I feel sorry for Grandpa Because I know what he wants to do And that's how come I came over to your house Because I got to make love to you
You see, Grandpa can't fly his kite 'Cause Grandma won't give no tail, no, shake it So I got to use what Mother Nature gave me Before Father Time takes it away, yeah
I went to see my doctor, just the other day He said, "Clar, you won't last too long if you don't slow down the pace" I said, "Listen, doctor, good lovin' ain't no sin But if that good stuff kill me, then let me go with the breeze"
Grandpa can't fly his kite 'Cause Grandma won't give no tail, no So I got to use what Mother Nature gave me Before Father Time takes it away, yeah
One more ...
Grandpa and Grandma were layin' in the bed And Grandpa turned over, and this is what he said. He said, "Wake up Grandma, don't sleep so damned sly 'Cause that ain't what you promised when we first laid down"
Grandpa can't fly his kite 'Cause Grandma won't give no tail, yeah, yeah,yeah So I got to use what Mother Nature gave me Before Father Time takes it away, yeah
What It Was, Was Football Composer(s): Andy Griffith Performer(s): Andy Griffith
It was back last October, I believe it was We was going to hold a tent service off at this college town and we got there about dinner time on Saturday Different ones of us thought that we ought to get us a mouthful to eat before we set up the tent So we got off the truck and followed this little bunch of people through this small little bitty patch of woods there and we came up on a big sign that says "Get something to Eat Here"
I went up and got me two hot dogs and a big orange drink and before I could take a mouthful of that food this whole raft of people come up around me and got me to where I couldn't eat nothing, up like and I dropped my big orange drink Well, friends, they commenced to move and there wasn't so much that I could do but move with them
Well, we commenced to go through all kinds of doors and gates and I don't know what all and I looked up over one of 'em and it says, "North Gate" We kept on a-going through there and pretty soon we come up on a young boy and he says, "Ticket, please" And I says, "Friend, I don't have a ticket I don't even know where it is that I'm a-going!" Well, he says, "Come on out as quick as you can" And I says, "I'll do 'er; I'll turn right around the first chance I get"
Well, we kept on a-moving through there and pretty soon everybody got where it was that they was a-going because they parted and I could see pretty good And what I seen was this whole raft of people a-sittin' on these two banks and a-lookin at one another across this pretty little green cow pasture
Somebody had took and drawed white lines all over it and drove posts in it and I don't know what all and I looked down there and I seen five or six convicts a running up and down and a-blowing whistles And then I looked down there and I seen these pretty girls wearin' these little bitty short dresses and a-dancing around, and so I thought I'd sit down and see what it was that was a-going to happen
About the time I got set down good I looked down there and I seen thirty or forty men come a-runnin' out of one end of a great big outhouse down there and everybody where I was a-settin' got up and hollered! And I asked this fella that was a sittin' beside of me "Friend, what is it that they're a-hollerin' for? Well, he whopped me on the back and he says "Buddy, have a drink!" I says "Well, I believe I will have another big orange I got it and set back down
When I got there again I seen that the men had got in two little bitty bunches down there real close together, and they voted They elected one man apiece and them two men come out in the middle of that cow pasture and shook hands like they hadn't seen one another in a long time Then a convict came over to where they was a-standin' and he took out a quarter and they commenced to odd man right there! After a while I seen what it was they was odd-manning for It was that both bunchesfull of them wanted this funny lookin little pumpkin to play with And I know, friends, that they couldn't eat it because they kicked it the whole evenin' and it never busted
Both bunchesful wanted that thing One bunch got it and it made the other bunch just as mad as they could be! Friends, I seen that evenin' the awfulest fight that I ever have seen in all my life !! They would run at one -another and kick one- another and throw one another down and stomp on one another and grind their feet in one another and I don't know what all and just as fast as one of 'em would get hurt they'd take him off and run another one on!!
Well, they done that as long as I set there, but pretty soon this boy that had said "Ticket, please." He come up to me and said "Friend, you're gonna have to leave because it is that you don't have a ticket" And I says, "Well, all right" And I got up and left
I don't know friends, to this day what it was that they was a doin' down there, but I have studied about it I think it was that it's some kindly of a contest where they see which bunchful of them men can take that pumpkin and run from one end of that cow pasture to the other without gettin' knocked down or steppin' in somethin'
After Dark Composer(s): Barry Gibb Performer(s): Andy Gibb
There's not anything I would not do to ease your troubled mind Where you are, there is a different feeling I wake up, I'm on the ceilin', opens up your eyes What a shape! Someone you can't forget for any time Oh, let me show you mine, immediately
After dark where the lights start fading sweet and low I wanna be there, I wanna be there We leave immediately After dark where the lights start fading sweet and low I wanna be there, I wanna be there We leave immediately After dark
There is no limit that I would not go if I could lie beside Where you are, there is a different out there Love in the jungle can be hard to realize What a shape ! Someone you can't forget for any time Oh, let me show you mine immediately
After dark where the lights are fading sweet and low I wanna be there, I wanna be there We leave immediately After dark where the lights are fading sweet and low I wanna be there, I wanna be there We leave immediately After dark
There is not anything I would not do to ease your troubled mind Where you are, there is a different feeling I wake up, I'm on the ceilin', opens up your eyes What a shape! Someone you can't forget for any time Oh, let me show you mine immediately
After dark where the lights start fading sweet and low I wanna be there, I wanna be there We leave immediately After dark where the lights start fading sweet and low I wanna be there, I wanna be there We leave immediately After dark
After dark where the lights start fading sweet and low I wanna be there, I wanna be there We leave immediately After dark where the lights start fading sweet and low I wanna be there, I wanna be there We leave immediately After dark ...
What It Is Composer(s): Mark Knopfler Performer(s): Mark Knopfler
The drinking dens are spilling out Theres staggering in the square Theres lads and lasses falling about And a crackling in the air Down around the dungeon doors The shelters in the queues Everybodys looking for Somebodys arms to fall into And its what it is Its what it is now
Theres frost on the graves and the monuments But the taverns are warm in town People curse the government And shovel hot food down The lights are out in city hall The castle and the keep The moon shines down upon it all The legless and asleep
And its cold on a tollgate With the wagons creeping through Cold on a tollgate God knows what I could do with you And its what it is Its what it is now
The garrison sleeps and the citadel With the ghosts and the ancient stones High on the parapet A scottish piper stands alone And high on the wind The highland drums begin to roll And something from the past just comes And stares into my soul
And its cold on a tollgate Where the caledonian blues Cold on a tollgate God knows what I could do with you And its what it is Its what it is now What it is Its what it is now
Theres a chink of light Theres a burning wick Theres a lantern in the tower Wee willie winkie with a candlestick Still writing songs in the wee wee hours On charlotte street I take A walking stick from my hotel The ghost of dirty dick Is still in search of little nell And its what it is Its what it is now Oh its what it is What it is now
After All You Said Composer(s): Roger Steen - Fee Waybill Performer(s): The Tubes
I guess you're still too wild after all you said and did not mean
What hides behind the smile after all you said and made believe
Riding line doesn't sound so bad Just the wide open spaces Lots of time to reflect the past Lots of time to forget your face
Someone I thought we talked about it all Somewhere Who wrote the writing on the wall Somehow It just took some time to reveal Someone The lies were painfully real
Imagine for so long after all you said and would not say Illusions are all wrong after all you said and could explain
Riding line doesn't sound so bad Just the wide open spaces
Someone I thought we talked about it all Somewhere Who wrote the writing on the wall Somehow It just took some time to reveal Someone The lies were painfully real
No more tears after all you said
Can't expect the clouds to clear if you're left in darkness Your reflection's not in the mirror I suspect you're heartless
What Is Wrong, What Is Right Composer(s): Keith Hopwood; Derek Leckenby; Harvey Lisberg Performer(s): Herman's Hermits
She's stroking her cat with her silken fingers A would-be charmer whose life's incomplete I'm working so hard to try and get to know her Her parents say who she sees and who she meets
Always on her own Walking through the city Doesn't want to know If anyone should try to pick her up She'll put them down
She only drinks at the dining table She's not allowed to stay up late at night Her only joy is the riding stable Her parents say what is wrong and what is right
Always on her own Walking through the city Doesn't want to know If anyone should try to pick her up She'll put them down
The day will come when she'll see the time she's wasted She's twenty-one and without their guiding light There's so many things that she's never tasted Who'll be there to say what is wrong and what is right
What Is True? Composer(s): Sandy Denny Performer(s): Fairport Convention
Silver tongues are speaking long and hard into the night I must be myself and I'll do alright Oh, please my darling, do not make me sad Late at night nobody really wants to feel that bad The rain it beats impatiently upon the window pane I must close my ears or I'll go insane Can't you be a gentle breeze or silent as a snowfall Won't you try and listen for the voice behind the wall It cries to you
chorus: Even though it only ever whispers part of what it knows And it's never ventured through the locks Where the brazen river flows It's the fingerprint which is never made It's the perfume of a rose And it is there if you are searching But the moment must be right As the night is black, as the day is white Please my friend, help to make me glad Help me find the one and only thing I've never had What is true
After All These Years Composer(s): Fred Spielman - Janice Torre Performer(s): Norma Zimmer
After all these years, after all my tears After all the lonely days Ive known Now I have a son, such a tiny one Like a little doll, but a baby all my own Now my world is bright Things have turned out right After all my doubts and all my fears You belong to me and well live happily Together ever after all these years
You belong to me and well live happily Together ever after all these years
What Is This Thing Called Love? Composer(s): Cole Porter Performer(s): Frank Sinatra
I was a humdrum person Leading a life apart When love flew in through my window wide And quickened my hum-drum heart Love flew in through my window I was so happy then But after love had stayed a little while Love flew out again
What is this thing called love? This funny thing called love? Just who can solve its mystery? Why should it make a fool of me? I saw you there one wonderful day You took my heart and threw it away That's why I ask the Lord in Heaven above What is this thing called love?
You gave me days of sunshine You gave me nights of cheer You made my life an enchanted dream 'Til somebody else came near Somebody else came near you I felt the winter's chill And now I sit and wonder night and day Why I love you still?