Retro-Songteksten: Evergreens, Classics, Old-Time Favourites, Hits Uit Onze Jeugd
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Darkness, Darkness Composer(s): Jesse Colin Young Originally performed by: The Youngbloods Covered by various other artists
Darkness, darkness, be my pillow Take my hand, and let me sleep In the coolness of your shadow In the silence of your deep Darkness, darkness, has me yearning For things that cannot be Keep me my mind from constant turning Toward the things it cannot see Things it cannot see Things it cannot see
Darkness, darkness, long and lonesome As the day brings the pain I have found the edge of stillness I live in the depth of fear Darkness, darkness, be my blanket Cover me with endless night Take away the pain that flows away Fill the emptiness with bright Emptiness with bright Emptiness with bright
Darkness, darkness, be my pillow Take my hand, and let me sleep In the coolness of your shadow In the silence of your deep Darkness, darkness, be my blanket Cover me with endless night Take away the pain that flows away Fill the emptiness with bright Emptiness with bright Emptiness with bright
Angel Baby Composer(s): Michael - Niessen Performer(s): Dean Martin
(Angel baby you're mine forever) (Angel baby, you angel baby you) Who is the dream who starts me dreaming Angel baby Then keeps me worrying and schemeing You, angel baby, you
Who starts me walking 'round in clover Angel baby Then flips my crazy heart right over You, angel baby, you
Who is the chick I would pick as the absolutely perfect miss for me to kiss Who is the girl who can curl me around her finger when we kiss again Who can imagine what I'd give for Angel baby Just for the chance to love and live for You, angel baby, you
(Angel baby) you're mine forever (Angel baby) you, angel baby, you (Who is the chick he would pick as the absolutely perfect miss for him to kiss) (Who is the girl who can twirl him around her little finger when they kiss again)
Who can imagine what I'd give for Angel baby Just for the chance to love and live for You, angel baby, you (Angel baby) you're mine forever (Angel baby) you, angel baby, you
Darkness On The Delta Composer(s): Jerry Livingston; Al J. Neilburg; Marty Symes Performer(s): Cassandra Wilson and various other artists
When it's darkness on the delta that's the time my heart is light When it's darkness on the delta let me linger in the shelter of the night Fields of cotton all around me darkies singin' sweet and low Lord I'm lucky that you found me Where the muddy Mississippi waters flow
Lounging on the levee Listenin' to the nightingales way up above Laughter on the levee, no one's heart is heavy All God's children got someone to love
When it's darkness on the delta Only heaven is in sight When it's darkness on the delta let me linger in the shelter of the night
Angel And The Badman Composer(s): Johnny Cash Performer(s): Johnny Cash
There was a man whose deeds were dark as night And quite by chance he rode into the light A man wild as the dust devil with no place to run Livin' by his wits and by his gun He met a girl like none he had ever known She cared not for the wild oats he had sown And so he laid his gun down and set his spirit free Began living in respectability But his old ways of thinkin' wouldn't die Could not forget the old creed he lived by And the good and bad and right and wrong kept fightin' for his soul Till his heart and mind both went out of control
But now the old saloon had lost its spell What once was laughter now was living hell And the hookers, guns and drinkin' in his life were out of place And in his mind he saw an angel's face So he burned all his bridges in a day And the devil deeds were done and laid away And he rode out a better man than when he first rode in And the angel got the badman in the end
Darkness Composer(s): Gene Pitney Performer(s): Roy Orbison
Darkness, darkness, hungry to the bone Darkness, darkness, take my body home God I'm in love, I'm in love, I'm in love, I'm in love She like a pooka She holy roller, love me like a song She like a lightning She roller coaster, 'till the break of dawn She like a shadow She all around me, nasty hearted dream She got the sexy She do it to me, wake me when I dream God I'm in love, I'm in love, I'm in love, I'm in love, I'm in love, I'm in love Now I lay me down to sleep, goodnight Pray the Lord my soul will keep tonight If I die before I wake, in your arms my love can't break away Darkness (she like a shadow) Darkness (she all around me) Nasty hearted dream Darkness (she got the sexy) Darkness (she do it to me) Wake me when I scream God I'm in love, I'm in love, I'm in love, I'm in love, I'm in love, I'm in love
Tu rêvais d'un amour Tout en soie et velours Que dire maintenant Je n'étais qu'un chasseur Capturant les curs Volage, Don Juan Tu as posé tes yeux bleu ciel Sur moi et j'ai vu les ailes D'un ange de lumière À la sortie d'un tunnel
Bel ange Mon ange Mélange Se venge Se change En Démon Mon ange Me mord Me mange J'suis mort J'suis marron
Toi la petite fille sage Qui a peur de l'orage Que faire maintenant Jouer à la poupée Douc'ment te bercer T'aimer tout le temps
Malgré tout l'or et tout le miel De ton cur si fidèle J'suis pas l'ange dont tu rêves Ça non j'descends pas du ciel J'dérange Mon ange Je change Quand l'ange Se change En Prison J'décole J'm'envole Je flâne Je plane J'fais des bonds
Mon ange Se fâche Mon ange Se cache Me lache Pour De bon Mon ange Que j'aime J't'ai fait D'la peine Oublions
Moi pour faire sécher tes larmes Vois, j'ai déposé les armes Tu sais bien c'est toujours toi qui gagnes Plus de chagrin plus de drames
Malgré tout l'or et tout le miel De ton cur si fidèle J'suis pas l'ange dont tu rêves Ça non j'descends pas du ciel J'dérange Mon ange Je change Quand l'ange Se change En Prison J'décole J'm'envole Je flâne Je plane J'fais des bonds Mon ange
Se fâche Mon ange Se cache Me lache Pour De bon Mon ange Que j'aime J't'ai fait D'la peine Oublions
Bel ange Mon ange Mélange Se venge Se change En Démon Mon ange Me mord Me mange J'suis mort J'suis marron
J'dérange Mon ange Je change Quand l'ange Se change En Prison
Dark Star Composer(s): Jerry Garcia; Mickey Hart; Robert Hunter; Bill Kreutzmann; Phil Lesh; Ron "Pigpen" McKernan; Bob Weir Performer(s): The Grateful Dead
Dark star crashes, pouring its light into ashes Reason tatters, the forces tear loose from the axis Searchlight casting for faults in the clouds of delusion Shall we go, you and I while we can Through the transitive nightfall of diamonds?
Mirror shatters in formless reflections of matter Glass hand dissolving to ice petal flowers revolving Lady in velvet recedes in the nights of goodbye Shall we go, you and I while we can Through the transitive nightfall of diamonds?
Anema E Core ((English Versions: With All My Heart And Soul (Eddie Fisher) - 1954; How Wonderful To Know (by Andy Williams) - 1961)) Composer(s): Salve d'Esposito - Domenico Titomanlio First recording: Tito Schipa - 1950 Covered by multiple other artists
Nuje ca perdimmo 'a pace e 'o suonno Nun ce dicimmo maje pecché Vocche ca vase nun ne vonno Nun só' sti vvocche oje né Pure, te chiammo e nun rispunne Pe' fá dispietto a me
Tenímmoce accussí, ánema e core Nun ce lassammo cchiù, manco pe' n'ora Stu desiderio 'e te mme fa paura Campá cu te, sempe cu te, pe' nun murí
Che ce dicimmo a fá parole amare Si 'o bbene po' campá cu nu respiro Si smanie pure tu pe' chist'ammore Tenímmoce accussí, ánema e core
Forse sarrá ca 'o chianto è doce Forse sarrá ca bene fa Quanno mme sento cchiù felice Nun è felicitá Specie si ê vvote tu mme dice Distratta, 'a veritá
Dark Moon Composer(s): Ned Miller Originally performed by: Bonnie Guitar Covered by various other artists
Dark moon, a way up high up in the sky Oh, tell me why, oh, tell me why you've lost your splendor Dark moon, what is the cause your light withdraws? Is it because, is it because I've lost my love?
Mortals have dreams of love's perfect schemes But they don't realize that love will sometimes bring a
Dark moon, a way up high up in the sky Oh, tell me why, oh, tell me why you've lost your splendor Dark moon, what is the cause your light withdraws? Is it because, is it because I've lost my love?
Mortals have dreams of love's perfect schemes But they don't realize that love will sometimes bring a
Dark moon, a way up high up in the sky Oh, tell me why, oh, tell me why you've lost your splendor Dark moon, what is the cause your light withdraws? Is it because, is it because I've lost my love?
If I could be anything in the world that flew I would be a bat and come swooping after you And if the last time you were here, things were a bit askew Well, you know what happens after dark When rattlesnakes loose their skins and their hearts And all the missionaries loose their bark All the trees are calling after you And all the venom snipers after you Are all the mountains boulder after you
If I could be anything of the things in this world that bite Instead of being a tethered ocelot on a leash I'd rather be your kite And be tied to the end of your string
And flying in the air, babe, at night
Because you know what they say about honey bears When you shave off all their baby hair
You've got a hairy minded big bare bear
And all the bells are rolling out for you And stones are all erupting out for you And all the cheap bloodsuckers are flying after you
Yesterday, Daisy Mae end Biff were grooving down the street And just like in a movie, her hands became her feet Her belly button was her mouth Which meant she tasted what she'd speak But the funny thing is what happened to her nose It grew until it reached all of her toes Now, when people say her feet smell, they mean her nose And curtains laced with diamonds, dear, for you And kingdom's Christian sailors (soldiers), dear, for you And melting ice cap mountains, dear, for you And knights in flaming silver robes for you And bats, that with a kiss turn prince for you Swoop, swoop, oh, baby, rock, rock ...
Dark Lady Composer(s): Johnny Durrill Performer(s): Cher
The fortune queen of New Orleans Was brushing her cat in her black limousine On the backseat were scratches from The marks of men her fortune she had won Couldn't see through the tinted glass She said "Home James" and he hit the gas I Followed her to some darkened room She took my money, she said "I'll be with you soon"
Dark Lady laughed and danced and lit the candles one by one Danced to her gypsy music till her brew was done Dark Lady played back magic till the clock struck on the twelve She told me more about me than I knew myself
She dealt two cards, a queen and a three And mumbled some words that were so strange to me Then she turned up a two-eyed jack My eyes saw red but the card still stayed black She said the man you love is secretly true To someone else who is very close to you My advice is that you leave this place Never come back and forget you ever saw my face
Dark Lady laughed and danced and lit the candles one by one Danced to her gypsy music till her brew was done Dark Lady played back magic till the clock struck on the twelve She told me more about me than I knew myself
So I ran home and crawled in my bed I couldn't sleep because of all the things she said Then I remembered her strange perfume And how I smelled it was in my own room! So I sneaked back and caught her with my man Laughing and kissing till they saw the gun in my hand The next thing I knew they were dead on the floor Dark Lady would never turn a card up anymore
Dark Lady laughed and danced and lit the candles one by one Danced to her gypsy music till her brew was done Dark Lady played back magic till the clock struck on the twelve She told me more about me than I knew myself
Sage Comme Une Image Composer(s): Jay Alanski - Jacques Duvall First release by: Lio - 1980
C'est non mais ne crois pas Que j'ai pas encore l'âge Ce n'est rien d'autre Qu'une affaire de maquillage Tu risquerais d'ôter Le rouge de ma bouche Je ne touche personne Et personne ne me touche
Je suis sage comme une image Sage comme une image Brillante à la page Mais pas pour ton usage
Allongée dans ma chambre Distraite je contemple Le téléphone qui sonne Et pourtant il me semble T'avoir bien prévenu Je ne réponds jamais C'est vraiment gentil D'avoir pensé à moi C'est vraiment gentil D'avoir pensé à moi... Mais Si parfois je m'ennuie Ce n'est pas vraiment grave Les petites filles modernes Ne pleurent pas car elles savent Elles n'attendent personne Elles préfèrent jouer seules Et apprendre à mener le jeu Comme elles le veulent
Tous les disques que j'aime Me parlent et me protègent Il n'y a qu'à les jouer pour Que les nuits s'abrègent Les pochettes défilent Et j'aimerai assez Pouvoir être comme elles De papier glacé
Dark Horse Composer(s): George Harrison Performer(s): George Harrison
You thought that you knew where I was and when But it looks like they've been foolin' you again You thought that you'd got me all steaked out But baby looks like I've been breaking out
I'm a dark horse Running on a dark race course I'm a blue moon Since I stepped from out of the womb I've been a cool jerk Looking for the source I'm a dark horse
You thought you had got me in your grip Baby looks like you was not so smart And I became too slippery for you But let me say that was nothing new
I'm a dark horse Running on a dark race course I'm a blue moon Since I picked up my first spoon I've been a cool jerk Looking for the source I'm a dark horse
I thought that you knew it all along Until you started getting me not right Seems as if you heared a little late But I warned you when We both were at the starting gate
I'm a dark horse Running on a dark race course I'm a blue moon Since I stepped from out of the womb I've been a cool jerk Cooking at the source I'm a dark horse
Andy Warhol Composer(s): David Bowie First release by: David Bowie - 1971 Covered by multiple other artists
Like to take a cement fix Be a standing cinema Dress my friends up just for show See them as they really are Put a peephole in my brain Two New Pence to have a go I'd like to be a gallery Put you all inside my show
Andy Warhol looks a scream Hang him on my wall Andy Warhol, Silver Screen Can't tell them apart at all
Andy walking, Andy tired Andy take a little snooze Tie him up when he's fast asleep Send him on a pleasant cruise When he wakes up on the sea Be sure to think of me and you He'll think about paint and he'll think about glue What a jolly boring thing to do
Andy Warhol looks a scream Hang him on my wall Andy Warhol, Silver Screen Can't tell them apart at all
Dark Heart Composer(s): Jack Bruce; Kip Hanrahan Performer(s): Jack Bruce
I can show you the darkest part My shadow heart Where your affections really start Now there's cruelty in its tone And anger in its pitch Danger in the zone You love me for it Yes you love me for it . . .
Dark eyes Stripped of all disguise You're afraid of me Just as much as you ever hoped to be Broken glass on the table Shadows in the air Shadows in the air You need me for it Yes you need me for it
The clouds run by in the empty sky There are mysteries there And they're in your touch There's a moving fear & a darkness here And it's in my touch It's in my touch
Dark eyes Stripped of all disguise Dark eyes Stripped clear Broken glass on the table Shadows in the air Shadows in the air You need me for it Yes you need me for it
Ik lig waterpas in bed, horizontaal Uren later nog in bed, horizontaler Daarna in mijn bad, dan voordien in mijn bed En mijn teen konverseert met het schuimbellennet En ik vlieger, hou de touwtjes wat minder strak En ik wieg er uit
Nu de routine, gewoon routine Wat harde broodjes met ei Ik ren de trap af, deur uit Straat af, tram op Dag kantoor En de machines, en de kombines Het konsumeren gaat door Totdat het tempo vertraagt, de winst verlaagt Eeg, kantoor
Ik glijd speels en traag in bad, horizontaal Uren later nog in bad, horizontaler Daarna in mijn bed, dan voordien in mijn bad En m'n huid konverseert met de bloemenlakenset En ik vlieger, hou de touwtjes wat minder strak En ik wieg er uit
Dark Entries Composer(s): Daniel Ash; Kevin Haskins; J. David & Co; Peter Murphy Originally performed by: Bauhaus
Covered by various other artists
Caressing bent up to the jug again With sheaths and pills Invading all those stills In a hovel of a bed I will scream in vain Oh please miss Lane Leave me with some pain Went walking through this city's neon lights In fear of disguising my warping seathing Pressure lines and graceless heirs Intangible of price Trying so hard to find what? What was right I came upon your room it stuck into my head We leapt into the bed degrading even lice You took delight in taking down All my shielded pride Until exposed became my darker side Puckering up and down some avenue of sin Too cheap to ride they're worth a try If only for the old times cold times Don't go waving your pretentious love He's soliciting on his tan brown brogues Girating through some lonesome devils row Pinpointing well meaning upper class prey Of walking money checks posessing holes He often sleekly offers his services Exploitation of his finer years Work with loosely woven fabrics Of lonely office clerks Any lay suffices his dollar green eye
Andy Norris Composer(s): Joey Molland - Cathy Molland Performer(s): Badfinger
Run out of money Run outta good Run outta reasons and misunderstood Run out of rhythm Run out of rhyme Right out of feelings and right out of time
Living in limbo, hanging around Head on the ceiling and mind in the clouds Blind is the morning and deaf is the night Comes without warning and leaves me in fright
Saving all my money, yeah, for the rainy days I'm packin' up my suitcase, make it pay
Run out of patience And run out of lies Run out of spaces and nowhere to hide Living and loving is easy to get Living is something we haven't tried yet
Yeah, I've been saving all my money, yeah, for the rainy days Well, I'm packin' up my suitcase, make it pay
Hey
I run out of money Run out of good Run out of reasons and misunderstood Run out of rhythm Run out of rhyme Right out of feelings and right out of time
Blind is the morning and deaf is the night Comes without warning and leaves me in fright
I've been saving all my money, yeah, for the rainy days I'm packin' up my suitcase, make it pay
