Retro-Songteksten: Evergreens, Classics, Old-Time Favourites, Hits Uit Onze Jeugd
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Almost Medieval Composer(s): Ian Craig Marsh - Philip Oakey Performer(s): The Human League
There's something in your soul that makes me feel so old In fact I think I've died about six hundred times There's less of me now and more of me then I'm moving back to the age of men
Jump off the tarmac there's no stagecoach speed limit Outside the office hangs the man on the gibbet Soft lenses Grow to glasses Small world Dimly seen through cataracts Your program Newspaper So they say Rumour spread by word of mouth Jump onto the escalator Press the button on the lift Raise the dust on old stair carpets Endless treads like waves of regret Now it seems I'm going madder Falling off this rotting ladder
Soft lenses Grow to glasses Small world Dimly seen through cataracts Jump onto the escalator Press the button on the lift Raise the dust on old stair carpets Endless treads like waves of regret Now it seems I'm going madder Falling off this rotting ladder
Your program Newspaper So they say Rumour spread by word of mouth Jump onto the escalator Press the button on the lift Raise the dust on old stair carpets Endless treads like waves of regret Now it seems I'm going madder Falling through this rotting ladder
There's something in your soul that makes me feel so old In fact I think I've died about six hundred times There's less of me now and more of me then I'm moving back to the age of men
Jump off the tarmac there's no stagecoach speed limit Outside the office hangs the man on the gibbet Jump off the tarmac there's no stagecoach speed limit Outside the office swings the man on the gibbet
Wishing You Were Here Composer(s): Peter Cetera Performer(s): Chicago
Sleepless hours and creepless nights and far aways Ooo ooo ooo, wishing you were here Heaven knows and lord it shows when I'm away Ooo ooo ooo, wishing you were here
Same old show in a different town on another day Ooo ooo ooo, wishing you were here Even though you're far away, you're on my mind Ooo ooo ooo, wishing you were here
And I'd like to change my life, and you know I would Just to be with you tonight, baby, if I could But I've got my job to do, and I do it well Change my life So I guess that's how it is
Ooo ooo ooo, wishing you were here Ooo ooo ooo, wishing you were here
On the road it's a heavy load, but I'll be by Ooo ooo ooo, wishing you were here Pay the price, make a sacrifice, and still I'll try Ooo ooo ooo, wishing you were here
Wishing On The Moon Composer(s): Dan Fogelberg Performer(s): Dan Fogelberg
How many eyes will you sack in sorrow Seeking to borrow some sight of your own? How many lies will you have to suffer Until you discover there's nobody home?
How many roads will you have to wander How many dead end streets? How many dreams will you have to squander Dodging your own defeat?
Chorus:
Wishing on the moon tonight There's not a lucky star in sight Just wishing on the moon tonight
How many doors will have to open Desperately hoping each one's the last? How many more will you close behind you Bitter and blind to the shadows you cast? How many fools will you have to follow How many wayward winds? How many sins will you have to swallow Until the truth sinks in... that you've been
Almost Lucy Composer(s): Al Stewart Performer(s): Al Stewart
Lucy works a different club every day And 'tho she puts her mind to it Her heart is never in it She stays around just long enough to get paid She won't pass the time with you She can't stay a minute And all these changing faces never bothered her at all They just existed like a back-drop or a pattern on the wall Lucy looks like someone who is waiting for a call She knows he'll come, but noone else can hear at all
Lucy finds the dressing room and the bar Hangs her clothes up, hopes tonight The contract won't be broken Well, they kick you round so much when you're not a star Make you play all night just for a pittance or a token But all these imperfections never bothered her at all She says it sharpens your perception when your back's against the wall There's something that enables her to rise above it all To shrug it off, just when it seems to go too far
Hey, Hey, Hey, I think you almost, feel the pain comin' on inside Hey, Hey, hey, I think you almost, feel it now and you don't why You don't know why ooh
The last time that I saw her she had given up the chase Moved away to California, got a suntan on her face She said that life was just another time another space It's over now, she learned a lot, it's not a waste
Hey, Hey, Hey, I think you almost, feel the pain comin' on inside Hey, Hey, hey, I think you almost, feel it now and you don't why You don't know why ooh
Hey, Hey, Hey, I think you almost, feel the pain comin' on inside Hey, Hey, hey, I think you almost, feel it now and you don't why You don't know why ooh
Wishing For Your Love Composer(s): Horton Sampson Performer(s): The Voxpoppers; The Clovers
Wishing for your love Oh, I am wishing Longing and yearning for your kiss Wishing and praying And longing for that heavenly bliss
Yes, I am hoping Yes, hoping That one day I'll be blessed When you say I'm Your only happiness
Wishing, wishing, wishing is all I do Waiting, waiting, waiting in vain for you If you'll say that you'll be mine And make all my dreams come true I'll be completely, forever yours
I pray that someday You'll say what I long to hear My dear, so I'll keep waiting And wishing for your love
Wishing, wishing, wishing, wishing Wishing for your love
Almost Like Being In Love ((French Version: Cest Peut-Être Lamour (by Nicole Croisille) - 1961)) Composer(s): Alan Jay Lerner - Frederick Loewe First performance by: David Brooks & Marion Bell - 1947 Covered by multiple other artists
What a day this has been What a rare mood I'm in Why, it's almost like being in love
There's a smile on my face For the whole human race Why, it's almost like being in love
All the music of life seems to be Like a bell that is ringing for me And from the way that I feel When that bell starts to peal I would swear I was falling I could swear I was falling It's almost like being in love
Wishin' And Hopin' Composer(s): Burt Bacharach; Hal David Performer(s): Dionne Warwick
Wishing and hoping and thinking and praying Planning and dreaming each night of his charms That won't get you into his arms So if you're looking to find love you can share All you got to do is hold him and kiss him and love him And show him that you care
Show him that you care just for him Do the things he likes to do Wear your hair just for him, 'cause You won't get him Thinking and a-praying, wishing and a-hoping
'Cause wishing and hoping and thinking and praying Planning and dreaming his kisses will start That won't get you into his heart So if you're thinking of how great true love is
All you got to do is hold him and kiss him and squeeze him and love him Yeah, just do it And after you do, you will be his
You got to show him that you care just for him Do the things he likes to do Wear your hair just for him, 'cause You won't get him Thinking and a-praying, wishing and a-hoping
'Cause wishing and hoping and thinking and praying Planning and dreaming his kisses will start That won't get you into his heart So if you're thinking of how great true love is
All you got to do is hold him and kiss him and squeeze him and love him Yeah, just do it And after you do, you will be his You will be his You will be his
Almost In Your Arms Composer(s): Ray Evans - Jay Livingston Performer(s): Sophia Loren and multiple other artists
Youre near, that moments here, Im almost in your arms Tonight, the mood is right, Im almost in your arms One sigh, one word and I will rush to your embrace Say that certain word Sigh that certain sigh And with all my heart, to your arms Ill fly
Its strange how we are changed by things that seemed so small One look can write a book One touch can say it all Weve known those nights alone And now weve found our way Im almost in your arms, almost in your arms Almost in your arms, almost in your arms
Youre near, that moments here, Im almost in your arms Tonight, the mood is right, Im almost in your arms One sigh, one word and I will rush to your embrace Say that certain word Sigh that certain sigh And with all my heart, to your arms Ill fly
Its strange how we are changed by things that seemed so small One look can write a book One touch can say it all Weve known those nights alone And now weve found our way
Im almost in your arms, Im nearly in your arms Almost in your arms, Im nearly in your arms Almost in your arms today
Wishing (Will Make It So) Composer(s): Buddy De Sylva Performer(s): Vera Lynn; and various other artists
Wishing will make it so Just keep on wishing and care will go Dreamers tell us dreams come true It's no mistake Wishes are the dreams we dream When we're awake The curtain of night will part If you are certain within your heart So if you wish long enough, wish strong enough You will come to know Wishing will make it so
Just imagine that you are back in childhood days Wishing on the evening star or a load of hay It worked wonders for you then who knows why or how Though youre older try again it can help you know
Wishing will make it so Just keep on wishing and care will go Dreamers tell us dreams come true It's no mistake Wishes are the dreams we dream When we're awake The curtain of night will part If you are certain within your heart So if you wish long enough, wish strong enough You will come to know Wishing will make it so
Wishing Composer(s): Buddy Holly; Bob Montgomery Performer(s): Buddy Holly; and various other artists
Wishing, that I could see you every day Wishing, that I could steal your heart away Dreaming, of the time I can hold you tight Wishing, that the time would come tonight
Ive been hoping all along Things would turn out right If I could find a wishing star Then I would spend the night
Wishing, that I could see you every day Wishing, that I could steal your heart away
Ive been hoping all along Things would turn out right If I could find a wishing star Then I would spend the night
Wishing, that I could see you every day Wishing, that I could steal your heart away
Almost Illegal Composer(s): Rod Stewart - Andy Taylor Performer(s): Rod Stewart
Yeah, I said yeah I remember the first time That I ever seen her face I was standing by the drug store Trying to save the human race
Took a raincheck on a blind date To get her prescription filled We had a short talk and a long walk Through the lazy cottonfield
It was hot She was cool and sultry We made love I was broke and lonely
She's wonderful, so beautiful So delectable, she's mine She's desirable, so lovable And it's criminal, almost illegal
Well we woke up in a barnyard When I heard a farmer shout Get away, boy, from my daughter When a shotgun rang out We took off She was right behind me Ran like the wind What a crazy lady
She's fabulous, so sensuous She's marvelous, she's mine I'm delirious, it's serious Kinda dangerous, almost illegal
Bring it down now We had a one child by the Springtime and another on the way I got a new life and a good wife Ain't that amazing grace
It was hot She was cool and sultry We made love I was broke and lonely
She's wonderful, she's beautiful She's desirable, she's mine I'm delirious, she's serious It's kinda dangerous, almost illegal Wonderful, so beautiful She's not a radical, but she's mine She's fabulous, so sensuous And it's marvelous, almost illegal Beautiful and she's wonderful So desirable, almost illegal
Le Déserteur (Monsieur Le Président) Composer(s): H. Berg; Boris Vian Performer(s): Esther & Abi Ofarim
Monsieur le Président Je vous fais une lettre Que vous lirez peut-être Si vous avez le temps Je viens de recevoir Mes papiers militaires Pour partir à la guerre Avant mercredi soir Monsieur le Président Je ne veux pas la faire Je ne suis pas sur terre Pour tuer des pauvres gens C'est pas pour vous fâcher Il faut que je vous dise Ma décision est prise Je m'en vais déserter
Depuis que je suis né J'ai vu mourir mon père J'ai vu partir mes frères Et pleurer mes enfants Ma mère a tant souffert Elle est dedans sa tombe Et se moque des bombes Et se moque des vers Quand j'étais prisonnier On m'a volé ma femme On m'a volé mon âme Et tout mon cher passé Demain de bon matin Je fermerai ma porte Au nez des années mortes J'irai sur les chemins
Je mendierai ma vie Sur les routes de France De Bretagne en Provence Et je dirai aux gens: Refusez d'obéir Refusez de la faire N'allez pas à la guerre Refusez de partir S'il faut donner son sang Allez donner le vôtre Vous êtes bon apôtre Monsieur le Président Si vous me poursuivez Prévenez vos gendarmes Que je n'aurai pas d'armes Et qu'ils pourront tirer
Almost Human Composer(s): Ian Gillan - Roger Glover - Jon Lord - Steve Morse - Ian Paice Performer(s): Deep Purple
Well, I know you're the only one that understands Afore ye go, before you leave You always shake my hand Even when I'm crazy On fire and naked Just as Nature intended No style and easily blended
You always know where I'll be found I'm hanging somewhere near the ground Help me up or help me down
Don't want to lose those days When everything is just a haze I'm dreaming, I'm dreaming
I believe I could walk before I learned to crawl And when I look up, the Devil's looking back From the mirror on the wall You can open the door I got my feet stuck to the floor I may have lost my way But I didn't get where I am today
You always know where I'll be found I'm hanging somewhere near the ground Help me up or help me down
Don't want to lose those days When everything is just a haze I'm dreaming
You spin into my empty room And once again I'm almost human Almost human
You always know where I'll be found I'm hanging somewhere near the ground Help me up or help me down
Don't want to lose those days When everything is just a haze I'm dreaming
You spin into my empty room And once again I'm almost human Almost human
Wish You Were Here Composer(s): David Gilmour; Roger Waters Performer(s): Pink Floyd; and various other artists
So, so you think you can tell? Heaven from hell? Blue skies from pain? Can you tell a green field from a cold steel rail? A smile from a veil? Do you think you can tell?
Did they get you to trade your heroes for ghosts? Hot ashes for trees? Hot air for the cool breeze? Cold comfort for change? Did you exchange a walk-on part in the war for a lead role in a cage?
How I wish, how I wish you were here We´re just two lost souls swimming in a fish bowl year after year Running over the same old ground but have we found the same old fears? Wish you were here
Almost Hear You Sigh Composer(s): Mick Jagger - Steve Jordan - Keith Richards Performer(s): The Rolling Stones
I can almost hear you sigh I can almost hear you cry On every crowded street All the places we would meet
What will I do without you They say that life goes on I'm feeling sorry for myself I can't belive you're gone
You acted much too calm You turned on all the charm You had a cold look in your eyes
I can feel your tongue on mine Silky smooth like wine I'm living with those memories That's all that's left of you and me
I can almost hear you sigh Almost hear you cry When you made sweet love to me And you turned on all the charm Acted much too calm You had a cold look in your eyes
Did it mean nothng Was it all in vain Was I just your fool Or was the pleasure pain Have you set me free Or will I wake up In the morning And find out it's been a bad dream
Come on, I beg you I want to be your main man
I can almost hear you sigh Almost hear you cry When you make sweet love to me Almost see your smile It stretched half a mile You had a stone cold look in your eyes
Wish You Were Here Composer(s): Harold Rome Performer(s): Eddie Fisher; and various other artists
They're not making the skies as blue this year Wish you were here As blue as they used to when you were near Wish you were here And the mornings don't seem as new Brand-new as they did with you Wish you were here Wish you were here Wish you were here
Someone's painting the leaves all wrong this year Wish you were here And why did the birds change their song this year Wish you were here They're not shining the stars as bright They've stolen the joy from the night Wish you were here Wish you were here Wish you were here
Someone's painting the leaves all wrong this year Wish you were here Why did the birds change their song this year Wish you were here They're not shining the stars as bright They've stolen the joy from the night Wish you were here Wish you were here Wish you were here
Almost Grown ((French Version: C'est La Vie Mon Chéri (Eddy Mitchell) - 1974)) Composer(s): Chuck Berry First release by: Chuck Berry - 1959 Covered by multiple other artists
Yeah 'n' I'm doin' all right in school They ain't said I broke no rule I ain't never been in Dutch I don't browse around too much
Don't bother me, leave me alone Anyway I'm almost grown
I don't run around with no mob Got myself a little job I'm gonna buy me a little car Drive my girl in the park
Got my eye on a little girl Ah, she's really out of this world When I take her to the dance She's got to talk about romance
You know I'm still livin' in town But I done married and settled down Now I really have a ball So I don't browse around at all
Wish That You Were Mine Composer(s): Winfred "Blue" Lovett Performer(s): The Manhattans
Baby, could we have the same table we had yesterday
Woo, ooh, ooh, ooh
Here we are again Sipping our drinks just like friends I wonder if they see the sparkle in your eyes I wonder if they know that I'm not your guy, mmm, hmm
I wonder if they see That you don't belong tome Wish that you could be mine Mine, all mine, mmm mmm
It'll be hard for him to understand I am his friend and he is your man I wonder what my lady would say If she knew I met you everyday, mmm, hmm
Sooner or later Don't you know they're gonna find out and they'll hate us Oh, I wish that you could be mine Mine, all mine, mmm
It's 2 a.m., the place is gonna close The bartender looks as though he knows Everybody's, everybody's made it home Here we sit again all alone, mmm, hmm
I've got to get up at 8 Don't you know I've got to explain why I'm so late, mmm I wish I didn't have to go home Whoa oh whoa oh oh go home
I wish that you were mine, baby Oh, I'd give you the world And every little thing your heart desires
Almost Gothic Composer(s): Walter Becker - Donald Fagen Performer(s): Steely Dan
I'm working on gospel time these days
(The summer - this could be the cool part of the summer) The sloe-eyed creature in the reckless room she's so severe A wise child walks right out of here I'm so excited I can barely cope I'm sizzling like an isotope I'm on fire so cut me some slack
First she's way gone then she comes back She's all business then she's ready to play She's almost gothic in a natural way
This house of desire is built foursquare (The city - the cleanest kitten in the city) When she speaks it's like the slickest song I ever heard I'm hanging on her every word As if I'm not already blazed enough She hits me with the cryptic stuff That's her style - to jerk me around
First she's all feel then she cools down She's pure science with a splash of black cat She's almost gothic and I like it like that
This dark place so thrilling and new It's kind of like the opposite of an aerial view Unless I'm totally wrong I hear her rap and brother it's strong
I'm pretty sure that what she's telling me is mostly lies But I just stand there hypnotized I'll just have to make it work somehow I'm in the amen corner now It's called love - I spell L -U- V
First she's all buzz then she's noise-free She's bubbling over then there's nothing to say She's almost gothic in a natural way
She's old school then she's like young Little Eva meets the Bleecker Street brat She's almost gothic but it's better than that
