Retro-Songteksten: Evergreens, Classics, Old-Time Favourites, Hits Uit Onze Jeugd
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America, I Love You Composer(s): Edgar Leslie - Archie Gottler Performer(s): Claude Thornhill and multiple other artists
A mid fields of clover 'T was just a little over a hundred years ago A handful of strangers they faced many dangers to make their country grow It's now quite a nation of wond'rous population And free from every king It's your land, it's my land A great do or die land And that's why I sing
From all sorts of places They welcomed all the races to settle on their shore They didn't care which one The poor or the rich one They still had room for more To give them protection By popular election A set of laws they chose They're your laws and my laws For your cause and my cause That's why this country rose
America, I love you You're like a sweetheart of mine From ocean to ocean For you my devotion, is touching each bound'ry line Just like a little baby Climbing it's mother's knee America, I love you And there's a hundred million other's like me
America, Here's My Boy! Composer(s): Arthur Lange - Andrew B. Sterling Performer(s): Henry Burr
There's a million mothers knocking at the nation's door A million mothers, yes and there'll be millions more And while within each mother heart they pray Just hark what one brave mother has to say
America, I raised a boy for you America, you'll find him staunch and true Place a gun upon his shoulder, he is ready to die or do America, he is my only one, my hope, my pride and joy But if I had another, he would march beside his brother America, here's my boy!
There's a million mothers waiting by the fireside bright A million mothers, waiting for the call tonight And while within each heart there'll be a tear She'll watch her boy go marching with a cheer
America, I raised a boy for you America, you'll find him staunch and true Place a gun upon his shoulder, he is ready to die or do America, he is my only one, my hope, my pride and joy But if I had another, he would march beside his brother America, here's my boy!
We Were All Wounded At Wounded Knee Composer(s): Sandy Baron; Pat Vegas Performer(s): Redbone
We were all wounded at wounded knee You and me We were all wounded at wounded knee You and me In the name of manifest destiny You and me you and me you and me
They made us many promises But always broke their word They penned us in like Buffalo Drove us like a heard And finally on the reservation We were going for our preservation We were all wiped out by the seventh Calvary You and me you and me
We were all wounded at wounded knee You and me We were all wounded at wounded knee You and me In the name of manifest destiny You and me you and me you and me
Now we make our promises We won't break our word Well sing, sing, sing out our story Till the truth is heard There's a whole new generation Which will dream of veneration Who were not wiped out by the seventh Calvary You and me you and me.
We were all wounded at wounded knee You and me We were all wounded at wounded knee You and me In the name of manifest destiny You and me you and me you and me
From The Bottom To The Top Composer(s): Gee Wilson Performer(s): Frank Sinatra
You can have my hand (you can have my hand) You can have my hair (you can have my hair) You can own my arms (you can own my arms) They are yours to share! (they are yours to share)
From above my nose (from above my nose) To below my toes (to below my toes) From the bottom to the top You can have all of me!
You can have my coat (baby you can have my coat) You can have my hat (sweetie you can have my hat) You can pet my dog (sweetie you can pet my dog) You can tease my cat (honey you can tease my cat)
Everything I got (everything I've got) Though it's not a lot (though it's not a lot) From the bottom to the top You can have all of me!
I will try at one o'clock, two o'clock, three o'clock, four To keep you satisfied! I will try most anything, everything, anything more To hold you by my side!
You can make me laugh You can make me cry You can change my heart If you'll only try!
By the stars above (by the stars above) You can have my love (you can have my love) From the bottom to the top (yes yes yes!) From the bottom to the top (yes yes yes!) From the bottom to the top You can have all of me! (yes yes, have all of me!)
Wouldn't You Like To Know Me? Composer(s): Paul Stanley Originally performed by: Kiss
Ive been lonely but I feel alright You got another baby, hold him tight, you know You been pushin and you wont get me tonight Ive been your lover, but Im not your fool You wanna to teach me but Im not in school, you know You been pushin and you wont get me tonight
You come a-crawlin, but youre much too late Youve got the key, but babe I locked the gate I tried to call you when you were not home Nobody likes to spend the nights alone
Wouldnt you like to know me And wouldnt you like to show me you care Wouldnt you like to take me And wouldnt you like to make me, whoo yeah
Youre good lookin so you get your way You been lucky, baby, not today, because You been pushin and you dont get me tonight
You come a-crawlin, but youre much too late Youve got the key, but babe I locked the gate I tried to call you when you were not home Nobody likes to spend the nights alone
Wouldnt you like to know me And wouldnt you like to show me you care Wouldnt you like to take me And wouldnt you like to make me, whoo yeah Lets go
Wouldnt you like to know me And wouldnt you like to show me you care Wouldnt you like to take me And wouldnt you like to make me, whoo yeah Wouldnt you like to know me And wouldnt you like to show me you care Wouldnt you like to take me And wouldnt you like to make me, whoo yeah Wouldnt you like to know me And wouldnt you like to
Wouldn't It Be Nice Swedish Title: Skulle De' Va' Skönt Composer(s): Tony Asher; Mike Love; Brian Wilson Originally performed by: The Beach Boys Covered by various other artists
Wouldn't it be nice if we were older Then we wouldn't have to wait so long And wouldn't it be nice to live together In the kind of world where we belong
You know it's gonna make it that much better When we can say good night and sleep together Wouldn't it nice if we could wake up in the morning When the day is new And after having spend the day together Hold each other close the whole night through With happy times together, we feel spending Wish that every kiss was neverending Wouldn't it be nice
Maybe if we think, and wish, and hope, and pray It might come true Baby then there wouldn't be a single thing we couldn't do (We could be married) or we could be married (And then we'd be happy) And then we'd be happy Oh, wouldn't it be nice
Bah, ba, ba, bu, bum, bum Bah, ba, ba, bu, bum, bum
You know it seems the more we talk about it It only makes it worse to live without it But lets talk about it Oh, Wouldn't it be nice
America, America Composer(s): José Luis Armenteros - Pablo Herrero Performer(s): Nino Bravo and multiple other artists
Donde brilla el tibio sol con un nuevo fulgor dorando las arenas Donde el aire es limpio aun bajo la suave luz de las estrellas Donde el fuego se hace amor el río es hablador y el monte selva Hoy encontré un lugar para los dos en esa nueva tierra ¡America, America! Todo un inmenso jardín eso es America Cuando Dios hizo el Edén pensó en America Cada nuevo atardecer el cielo empieza arder y escucha el viento Que me trae con su canción una queja de amor como un lamento El perfume de una flor el ritmo de un tambor en las praderas Lanzas de guerra y paz de un pueblo que aún no ha roto sus cadenas. ¡America, America! Todo un inmenso jardín eso es America Cuando Dios hizo el Edén pensó en America ¡America, America! Todo un inmenso jardín eso es America Cuando Dios hizo el Edén pensó en America
Wouldn't It Be Loverly?
Composer(s): Alan Jay Lerner - Frederick Loewe
First performance/First release by: Julie Andrews - 1956
Covered by multiple other artists
Versions In Other Languages:
1958 - Ay, Que Gran Felicidad (by Cristina Rojas)
1960 - Zalig Zijn (by Margriet de Groot)
It's rather dull in town I think I'll take me to Paree Mmmmmm The mistress wants to open up The castle in Capri Me doctor recommends a quiet summer by the sea! Mmmm, Mmmm, wouldn't it be loverly?
Eliza: All I want is a room somewhere Far away from the cold night air With one enormous chair Aow, wouldn't it be loverly? Lots of choc'lates for me to eat Lots of coal makin' lots of 'eat Warm face, warm 'ands, warm feet Aow, wouldn't it be loverly? Aow, so loverly sittin' abso-bloomin'-lutely still I would never budge 'till spring Crept over me windowsill Someone's 'ead restin' on my knee Warm an' tender as 'e can be 'ho takes good care of me Aow, wouldn't it be loverly? Loverly, loverly, loverly, loverly [Repeat]
Wouldn't It Be Good Composer(s): Nik Kershaw First release by: Nik Kershaw - 1984 Covered by multiple other artists
I got it bad You don't know how bad I got it You got it easy You don't know when you got it good It's getting harder just keeping life and soul together I'm sick of fighting even though I know I should The cold is biting through each and every nerve and fibre My broken spirit is frozen to the core I don't wanna be here no more
Wouldn't it be good to be in your shoes Even if it was for just one day And wouldn't it be good if we could wish ourselves away Wouldn't it be good to be on your side The grass is always greener over there Wouldn't it be good if we cold live without a care
You must be joking You don't know a thing about it You've got no problem I'd stay right there if it were you I got it harder, you couldn't dream how hard it got it Stay out of my shoes if you know what's good for you The heat is stifling, burning me up from the inside The sweat is coming through each and every pore Don't wanna be here no more
Wouldn't it be good to be in your shoes Even if it was just for one day And wouldn't it be good if we could wish ourselves away Wouldn't it be good to be on your side The grass is always greener over there And wouldn't it be good if we could live without a care
I got it bad, you don't know how bad I got it You got it easy, you don't know when you got it good It's getting harder just keeping life and soul together I'm sick of fighting even though I know I should
99 Luftballons ((English Version: 99 Red Balloons (by Nena) - 1983)) Composer(s): Joern Fahrenkrog-Petersen - Carlo Karges First release by: Nena Kerner - 1983 Covered by multiple other artists
Hast du etwas Zeit für mich Dann singe ich ein Lied für dich Von 99 Luftballons Auf ihrem Weg zum Horizont Denkst du vielleicht g'rad an mich Dann singe ich ein Lied für dich Von 99 Luftballons Und dass so was von so was kommt
99 Luftballons Auf ihrem Weg zum Horizont Hielt man für Ufos aus dem All Darum schickte ein General 'ne Fliegerstaffel hinterher Alarm zu geben, wenn es so wär Dabei war'n da am Horizont Nur 99 Luftballons
99 Düsenjäger Jeder war ein großer Krieger Hielten sich für Captain Kirk Das gab ein großes Feuerwerk Die Nachbarn haben nichts gerafft Und fühlten sich gleich angemacht Dabei schoss man am Horizont Auf 99 Luftballons
99 Kriegsminister - Streichholz und Benzinkanister - Hielten sich für schlaue Leute Witterten schon fette Beute Riefen Krieg und wollten Macht Mann, wer hätte das gedacht Dass es einmal soweit kommt Wegen 99 Luftballons
99 Jahre Krieg Ließen keinen Platz für Sieger Kriegsminister gibt's nicht mehr Und auch keine Düsenflieger Heute zieh' ich meine Runden Seh' die Welt in Trümmern liegen Hab' 'nen Luftballon gefunden Denk' an dich und lass' ihn fliegen
Wouldn't It Be Fun Composer(s): Cole Porter Performer(s): Seattle Men's Chorus
George Hall (As The Emperor)
Chamberlain: Wouldn't it be fun not to be famous Wouldn't it be fun not to be rich! Wouldn't it be pleasant To be a simple peasant And spend a happy day digging a ditch! Wouldn't it be fun not to be known as an important V.I.P. Wouldn't it be fun to be nearly anyone Except me, mighty me!
Yesterday I had to endure a kite-flying match And rushed to an execution downtown Then I gave a luncheon for some horrible hectic Huns Who proceeded to drink too much and fall down After lunch I went to inspect a slave-labor camp And opened a new wing in my dungeon keep Then I gave a feast for a lofty lama from Tibet And he stayed so late I never got to sleep So help me Buddha!
Wouldn't it be fun not to be wealthy Wouldn't it be fun not to be great! How I'd love dearly To be a beggar merely And not be bored to death living in state! Wouldn't it be fun not to have always deadly diplomats for tea Wouldn't it be fun to be nearly anyone Except me, mixed-up me!
America Will Survive Composer(s): Hank Williams Jr. Performer(s): Hank Williams Jr.
People think its nearly the end of time Cause were together and weve drawn the line Our flag is up, the stock markets down But were all united from the country to the town
We live back in the woods you see Big city problems never bothered me But the world has changed and so have I And America can survive America will survive
We can plow our fields all day long We can catch catfish from dusk till dawn Yea we have toughed it out a time or two Aint to many things these boys and girls cant do We grow good ole tomatoes, we got hometown pride And America can survive America will survive
'Cause you cant scare us out and you make us run 'Cause were them old boys that have freedom and fun We say grace and we say maam If they dont like that, we dont give a damn We came from the West Virginia coal mines The Rocky Mountains and the big city skylines We can hit back and were gonna be fine 'Cause this country can survive America will survive
I had a good friend in New York City Never called me by my name, just hillbilly My grandpa taught me how to live off the land And his taught him to be a good businessman He used to send me pictures of the broadway nights Id send him some of granddaddy Williams homemade muscadine wine He was lost like so many in the terrible strife were all asking God, why oh why A tooth for a tooth and an eye for an eye Thats an old slogan were gonna revive Because America can survive America will survive
'Cause you cant scare us out, and you cant make us run were them boys and girls with freedom and fun We say grace and we say maam If they dont like that, we give less than a damn Were from North California and South Alabam And all theyve done is unite this whole land Theres no more Yankees and Rebels this time But one united people that stand behind America can survive America will survive
Would You? From the film "San Francisco" (1936) Composer(s): Nacio Herb Brown; Arthur Freed Performer(s): Jeanette MacDonald
I've been reading such romantic stories Tales of love that set my heart aflame Pages that entrance, with a new romance But each plot is really quite the same
He holds her in his arms Would you, would you He tells her of her charms Would you, would you
They met as you and I And they were only friends But before The story ends
He'll kiss her with a sigh Would you, would you If the boy were I Would you, would you
And would you dare to say Let's do the same as they I would Would you
(Instrumental Interlude)
He'll kiss her with a sigh Would you, would you If the boy were I Would you, would you
And would you dare to say Let's do the same as they I would Would you
Would You Take Another Chance On Me Composer(s): Jerry Foster; Bill Rice Performer(s): Jerry Lee Lewis; Kenny Price
If I promise you to straighten up And put my life in order If I swear to you, woman, on bended knees I won't hurt you again If I become the kind of man That you want me to be Would you take another chance on me
The good Lord knows I've done you wrong I've asked him to forgive me Deep inside I think he would, Darlin' If you could do the same If I could take back all the things That caused you misery Would you take another chance on me
Would you take another chance on me I've paid for my mistakes Would you take another chance on me Or have I changed too late
Mmmmm....I've been a fool, woman, for hurting you But God can't you see I'm sorry If you were only mine again I'd make it up to you But my past keeps blinding you If you could only see Would you take another chance on me?
It's Raining Again Composer(s): Rick Davies - Roger Hodgson First release by: Supertramp - 1982 Covered by multiple other artists
Oh, it's raining again Oh no, my love's at an end Oh no, it's raining again and you know it's hard to pretend Oh no, it's raining again Too bad I'm losing a friend Oh no, it's raining again Oh, will my heart never mend
You're old enough some people say To read the signs and walk away It's only time that heals the pain And makes the sun come out again It's raining again Oh no, my love's at an end Oh no, it's raining again Too bad I'm losing a friend
La, la, la, ...
C'mon you little fighter No need to get uptighter C'mon you little fighter And get back up again
It's raining again Oh no, my love's at an end Oh no, it's raining again Too bad I'm losing a friend Oh! Oh!
La, la, la, ...
C'mon you little fighter No need to get uptighter C'mon you little fighter And get back up again Oh, get back up again Oh, fill your heart again ...
(It's raining, it's pouring) (The old man is snoring) (He went to bed and bumped his head) (And he couldn't get up in the morning)
Swiss Miss Composer(s): George Gershwin Ira Gershwin Performer(s): Fred Astaire & Adele Astaire
Up on the top of a snow-covered mountain There lived an Alpine miss And oh! What a sweet little miss was this We mean this little Swiss miss While down in the valley below-ho-ho Lived a boy who loved her so-ho-ho He loved her with all his might He loved her day and night
And ev'ry night just to see this miss He used to risk his scalp For the house where she lived was away up high And the poor guy didn't know how to fly So he jumped from Alp to Alp What a chump- to jump from Alp to Alp!
And then beneath her balcony He used to stand around and try to make a hit with her And he would yodel, "O-lay-o-lee!" That's the Swiss idea of a melody And oh! What a yodeling fool was he He shook a wicked yodel
And one night as he stood there The lights were very dim While leaning out a bit too far across her balcony She fell for him He sat with his arms around her, until the night was gone And here's the way they carried on
He said: "Dear I think you're just as sweet as you can be You're like a cake of sweet Swiss chocolate to me" She said: "Oh, my loving one, your talk I can't resist I hope you're as steady as the Swiss watch ticking on your wrist" He said: "How I yearn for you and burn for you I do! I do! Oh, lady, oh, I swear it on my knees My love for you is just as strong As a piece of Switzer cheese"
