Retro-Songteksten: Evergreens, Classics, Old-Time Favourites, Hits Uit Onze Jeugd
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Swing Me A Lullaby Composer(s): Don Raye - Hughie Prince - Tom Waring Performer(s): Connee Boswell; Louis Prima; Wingy Manone
"Rockabye my baby", my momma sings to me "In a treetop, going sleepy bye" But I'd rather have a hot band to rock my cradle And swing me a lullaby!
"Bye bye baby buddy" is such a silly song And I know the bogeyman's a lie! I know a better way to sleep Than just by countin' sheep Oh, swing me a lullaby!
"Little fishy in the brook Poppa catch 'im by the hook" Puts me to sleep quick enough But for my lullaby Give me a "Hi-de-hi!" and stuff!
Oh, guess my mom will always sing me lullabies But I wish she'd really learn to try Instead of "Mighty lak' a rose" Sing me "Honeysuckle rose" And swing me a lullaby!
Guess my mom will always sing me lullabies But I wish she'd really learn to try Instead of "Mighty lak' a rose" Sing me "Honeysuckle rose" And swing Oh momma, swing me a lullaby!
Boat Drinks Composer(s): Jimmy Buffett Performer(s): Jimmy Buffett
Boat drinks Boys in the band ordered boat drinks Visitors scored on the home rink Everything seems to be wrong
Lately, newspaper mentioned cheap air fare I gotta to fly to Saint Somewhere I'm close to bodily harm
Twenty degrees and the hockey game's on Nobody cares they are way too far gone Screamin' "boat drinks", something to keep 'em all warm
This mornin', I shot six holes in my freezer I think I got cabin fever Somebody sound the alarm
I'd like to go where the pace of life's slow Could you beam me somewhere Mr. Scott? Any ol' place here on Earth or in space You pick the century and I'll pick the spot
Oh I know, (I know) I should be leaving this climate I got a verse but can't rhyme it I gotta go where it's warm
Boat drinks Waitress I need two more boat drinks Then I'm headin' south 'fore my dream shrinks
I gotta go where it's warm (I gotta go where it's warm) I gotta go where it's warm (I gotta go where it's warm) I gotta go where it's warm!
I gotta go where there ain't any snow Where there ain't any blow 'Cause my fin sinks so low I gotta go where it's warm
Sweet Affection Composer(s): Clyde Otis - John Jennings Performer(s): Sarah Vaughan
Apples love sunshine, cherries love dew Angels in heaven know I love you With sweet affection (sweet affection) Sweet affection (sweet affection) But don't expect me to hang my broken heart On a chestnut tree
Once you loves me (sweet affection) With sweet affection (sweet affection) Once your thoughts (sweet affection) Were all of me! (sweet affection) But now you've gone (sweet affection) And found another (sweet affection) And I'm just (sweet affection) A memory!
Apples love sunshine, cherries love dew Angels in heaven know I love you With sweet affection (sweet affection) Sweet affection (sweet affection) But don't expect me to hang my broken heart On a chestnut tree
Gonna send back (sweet affection) All those letters (sweet affection) That you wrote (sweet affection) With a fickle pen! (sweet affection) And from now on (sweet affection) We'll act like strangers (sweet affection) Or at least (sweet affection) Till we meet again!
Apples love sunshine, cherries love dew Angels in heaven know I love you With sweet affection (sweet affection) Sweet affection (sweet affection) But don't expect me to hang my broken heart On a chestnut tree (sweet affection, sweet affection)
Boa Constrictor Composer(s): Shel Silverstein Performer(s): Peter, Paul and Mary and various other artists
I'm being swallowed by a boa constrictor I'm being swallowed by a boa constrictor I'm being swallowed by a boa constrictor And I don't like it very much!
Oh no, oh no, he swallowed my toe he swallowed my toe Oh gee, oh gee, he's up to my knee he's up to my knee Oh fiddle, oh fiddle, he's reached my middle he's reached my middle Oh heck, oh heck, he's up to my neck he's up to my neck Oh dread, oh dread, he swallowed my.... schlirppp!
Leaving Town Blues Composer(s): Peter Green Performer(s): Fleetwood Mac and multiple other artists
Now, when I leave this town Won't be - back no more Yes, when I leave this town, mama Won't be back no more I've got the blues so bad Standing 'round my door
Yes, I got the blues so bad Why won't you let me be I have the blues so bad, mama Why won't you let me be Now, when I go to Chicago Blues don't you follow me
I'm asking mama, mama Please don't cry no tears Yes, I say mama, mama Please don't cry no tears Because I'll always love you Through all my days and years
Leaving On A Jet Plane Composer(s): John Denver First release by: The Mitchell Trio - 1967 Covered by multiple other artists
All my bags are packed I'm ready to go I'm standing here outside your door I hate to wake you up to say goodbye
But the dawn is breaking It's early morn The taxi's waiting He's blowing' his horn Already I'm so lonesome I could cry
So kiss me and smile for me Tell me that you'll wait for me Hold me like you'll never let me go I'm leaving on a jet plane I don't know when I'll be back again Oh, babe, I hate to go
There are so many times I've let you down So many times I've played around I tell you now, they don't mean a thing
Every place I go, I'll think of you Every song I sing, I'll sing for you When I come back, I'll wear your wedding ring
So kiss me and smile for me Tell me that you'll wait for me Hold me like you'll never let me go I'm leaving on a jet plane I don't know when I'll be back again Oh, babe, I hate to go
Now the time has come to leave you One more time Let me kiss you Then close your eyes I'll be on my way
Dream about the days to come When I won't have to leave alone About the times, I won't have to say
So kiss me and smile for me Tell me that you'll wait for me Hold me like you'll never let me go I'm leaving on a jet plane I don't know when I'll be back again Oh, babe, I hate to go
Bo Diddley Composer(s): Ellas McDaniel Originally performed by: Bo Diddley Covered by various other artists
Bo Diddley bought his baby a diamond ring but that diamond ring don't shine so he better take it to a private eye if that private eye can't see he better not take that ring from me
Bo Diddley bought him a nanny goat to make his pretty baby a Sunday coat Bo Diddley caught him a bear cat to make his pretty baby a Sunday hat
Mojo, mojo and black cat bone took Bo Diddley away from home Mother ask mojo, where you been up to Bo Diddley's house and back again Bo Diddley, Bo Diddley, have you heard my pretty baby said she wasn't 'fer' it
Leaving Nancy Composer(s): Eric Bogle Performer(s): Eric Bogle and multiple other artists
In comes the train and the whole platform shakes It stops with a shudder and a screaming of brakes The parting has come and my weary soul aches I'm leaving my Nancy-O
And you stand there so calmly, determinedly gay You talk of the weather and events of the day But your eyes tell me all that your tongue doesn't say Goodbye my Nancy-O
And come a little closer Put your head upon my shoulder And let me hold you one last time Before the whistle blows
My suitcase is lifted and stowed on the train A thousand regrets whirl around in my brain The ache in my heart is a black sea of pain I'm leaving my Nancy-O
But you stand there beside me so lovely to see But the grip of your hand is an unspoken plea You're not fooling yourself and you're not fooling me Goodbye my Nancy-O
And come a little closer Put your head upon my shoulder And let me hold you one last time Before the whistle blows
But our time has run out and the whistle has blown So here I must leave you standing alone We had so little time and now the time's gone Goodbye my Nancy-O
And as the train starts gently to roll And as I lean out to wave and to call I see the first tears trickle and fall Goodbye my Nancy-O
And come a little closer Put your head upon my shoulder And let me hold you one last time Before the whistle blows And let me hold you one last time Before the whistle blows
Hennes blus är gul och hon har blåa jeans Som hon har köpt på Gul & Blå Hennes fötter saknar markkontakt För skorna har en jättehög platå Och jag undrar vad hon tänker På sin halta promenad Hennes tajta brallbak blänker Men hon verkar inte glad Hon tycks ha nog av hur hon tar sej ut Tills hon har tagit sej in till slut
Hennes ögon verkar släckta Under ögonlock i silvervitt och blått Hennes blickar riktas framåt De har inte vikit alls där hon har gått Om man talar till den damen Kan man känna sej ganska viss Om att inte få nått svar men Hennes ögon åker hiss Och visst känner man sej tacksam som publik När man får se ett livs levande lik
Leaving Louisiana In The Broad Daylight Composer(s): Rodney Crowell - Donivan Cowart Performer(s): Rodney Crowell and multiple other artists
Mary took to running with a travelin' man Left her momma crying with her head in her hands Such a sad case, so broken hearted She say momma, I got to go, I gotta get outta here I gotta get out of town; I'm tired of hanging around I gotta roll on between the ditches
It's just an ordinary story 'bout the way things go Round and around nobody knows, but the highway Goes on forever, that 'ol highway rolls on forever Lord she never would've done it if she hadn't got drunk
If she hadn't started running with a travelin man
If she hadn't started taking those crazy changes She say daughter, let me tell you 'bout the travelin kind Everywhere he's goin' such a very short time He'll be long gone before you know it, he'll be long Gone before you know it She say never have I known it when it felt so good Never have I knew it when I knew I could Never have I done it when it looked so right Leaving Louisiana in the broad daylight
This is down in the swampland, anything goes It's alligator bait and the bars don't close It's the real thing down in Louisiana
Did you ever see a cajun when he really got mad When he really got trouble like a daughter gone bad It gets real hot down in Louisiana
The stranger better move it or he's gonna get killed He's gonna have to get it or a shotgun will It ain't no time for lengthy speeches There ain't no time for lengthy speeches She say never have I know it when it felt so good Never have I knew it when I knew I could Never have I done it when it looked so right Leaving Louisiana in the broad daylight It's just an ordinary story 'bout the way things go Round and around nobody knows, but the highway goes on forever There ain't no way to stop the water
Blumen Für Die Damen Composer(s): Joachim Fuchsberger; Heinz Gietz Performer(s): Nina Hagen
Wenn nachts schon viele schlafen noch 1000 Lichter glühen darin muß ich durch die Straßen und viele Häuser ziehen Wenn dunkelrote Rosen auf weißen Tischen stehen wenn Hände sich liebkosen dann muß ich weitergehn Allein! in dieser großen Stadt und niemand der mir auch nur einmal Blumen schenkt Das Glück mich längst vergessen hat kein Mensch auf der Welt der in Liebe an mich denkt ich bin allein! So zieh ich durch die Straßen wie lang ich weiß es kaum und darf ich endlich schlafen dann sag' ich noch im Traum Blumen für die Damen!
Leavin' In The Morning Composer(s): Barry Manilow - Marty Panzer Performer(s): Barry Manilow
I tried to tell you there was trouble on the way I lost the feeling that I once had But when I held you there was nothing I could say I couldn't bear to see you hurt so bad
So I'll be leaving in the morning Wishing that I could stay And though I'll miss you every morning it's the only way So I'll be leaving in the morning But how can I tell you why I never gave you any warning And now I don't know how to say goodbye
I tried to tell you there was something that I missed Something I couldn't ever find with you But I was blinded by your love each time we kissed Afraid I'd never find a love so true
So I'll be leaving in the morning But how can I tell you why I never gave you any warning And now I don't know how to say goodbye
I waited too long but now I see It's no good for you It's no good for me You can't see it now But one day you'll know I just had to go
So I'll be leaving in the morning Wishing that I could stay And though I'll miss you every morning it's the only way So I'll be leaving in the morning But how can I tell you why I never gave you any warning And now I don't know how to say goodbye
Blumen Der Liebe ((Adapted from: Try To Remember (Jerry Orbach) - 1960))
Composer(s): Harvey Schmidt - Tom Jones - K. Hertha
Performer(s): Nana Mouskouri - 1992
Versions In Other Languages:
1967 - Au Coeur De Septembre (Nana Mouskouri)
1968 - Era Settembre (Nana Mouskouri)
1977 - Ben Jij Vergeten (Cecile Van Dijck)
Blumen der Liebe hast du mir gegeben
Im Frühling, Sommer und September
Blumen der Liebe verzaubern mein Leben
Im Mai so schön wie im November
Aber ich weiß es gibt Blumen aus Eis
Die so kalt auf dem Fenster blüh'n im Dezember
Schenk mir die Blumen nicht
Schenk mir nur Blumen der Liebe, Liebe
Blumen der Liebe die will ich dir streuen
Auf allen, allen deinen Wegen
Blumen der Liebe die soll'n dich erfreuen
Im Sonnenschein und auch im Regen
Wenn auch die Nelken und Rosen verwelken
Ich bring dir mein liebendes Herz entgegen
Immer blühen darin die Blumen
Die Blumen der Liebe
Blumen der Liebe die blühen oft einsam
Dann gieß ich sie mit meinen Tränen
Aber bald blühen sie wieder gemeinsam
Vorbei ist all mein Leid und Sehnen
Blumen der Liebe ja Blumen der Liebe
Von dir allein können mein Herz verwöhnen
Schenk sie mir schenk mir die Blumen
Die Blumen der Liebe, Liebe
Blumen der Liebe
Leaving Here Composer(s): Lamont Dozier - Brian Holland - Eddie Holland First release by: Eddie Holland - 1964 Covered by multiple other artists
Hey, fellas, have you heard the news? Oh yeah... The women of this town are being misused...oh yeah... I've seen it all in my dreams last night...oh yeah... Girls leaving this town 'cause we don't treat 'em right, yeah...oh yeah...
Well, I'll take a train...take a train... Fly by plane...fly by plane... They're getting tired...getting tired... They're sick and tired...sick and tired...
All you fellas better change your ways...oh yeah... They're leaving this town in a matter of days...oh yeah... Girls are good, you better treat 'em true...oh yeah... Seen fellas run around with someone new...oh yeah...
I'm getting tired...getting tired... Sick and tired...sick and tired... They're leaving here...leaving here... Are leaving here...leaving here...
Are leaving here...yeah, yeah... Leaving here...been a while... Oh yeah... Oh yeah... Oh yeah... Oh yeah...
The love of a woman is a wonderful thing...oh yeah... The way that we treat 'em is a trying shame...oh yeah... I'll tell you fellas, yeah, it won't be long...oh yeah... Before these women, they all have gone...oh yeah... They're getting tired...getting tired... Sick and tired...sick and tired... Yeah, take a train...take a train... Fly by plane...fly by plane...
Bluesette Composer(s): Norman Gimbel; Jean 'Toots' Thielemans Originally performed by: Toots Thielemans Covered by various other artists
Poor little, sad little blue Bluesette Dont you cry, don't you fret You can bet one lucky day you'll waken And your blues will be forsaken Some lucky day lovely love will come your way
If there is love in your heart to share Dear Bluesette don't despair Some blue boy is waiting just like you To find a someone to be true to Two loving arms you can nestle in to stay
Get set, Bluesette True love is coming Your lonely heart soon will be humming
Pretty little Bluesette Musn't be a mourner Have you heard the news yet Love's 'round the corner Love wrapped in rainbows and tied with pink ribbons To make your your next springtime Your gold wedding ring time
Blues, Why Do You Worry Me? Composer(s): Charlie Musselwhite Performer(s): Charlie Musselwhite
Blues, why you worry me Why do you stay so long You came to me yesterday and you stayed the whole night long
I will listen to my people My friends and nobody else I will listen to my people My friends and nobody else I had to make mistakes in life I had to learn it all for myself
I learn to smile at trouble I won't let it get me down I learn to smile at trouble I won't let it get me down I'll keep on keepin' on 'Till the last deal goes down
Blues, why you worry me Why do you stay so long Blues, why you worry me Why do you stay so long You came to me yesterday and you stayed the whole night long
I will listen to my people My friends and nobody else I will listen to my people My friends and nobody else I had to make mistakes in life I had to learn it all for myself
I learn to smile at trouble I won't let it get me down I learn to smile at trouble I won't let it get me down I'll keep on keepin' on 'Till the last deal goes down
Leavin' It All up to You ((Dutch Version: Ik Laat 'T Nu Verder Aan Jou (by Willy Sommers, Lisa Del Bo, Luc Steeno - 2003)) Composer(s): Dewey Terry - Don Harris First release by: Don & Dewey - 1957 Covered by multiple other artists
I'm leavin' it all up to you-ooh-ooh You decide what you're gonna do Now do you want my lo-o-ove? Or are we through?
That's why I'm leaving it up to you-ooh-ooh You decide what you're gonna do Now do you want my lo-o-ove? Or are we through?
My heart in my hand I-I don't understand Baby, what, what have I done wrong? I worship, I worship the ground that you walk on
That's why I'm leavin' it up to you-ooh-ooh You decide what you're gonna do Now do you want my lo-o-ove? Or are we through?
Blues With A Feeling Composer(s): Little Walter Originally performed by: Little Walter
Blues with a feelin', that's what I have today Blues with a feelin', that's what I have today I'm gonna find my baby, if it takes all night and day
What a lonesome feelin', when your by yourself What a lonesome feelin', when your by yourself When the one that you're lovin', have gone away livin'
Girl you know I love you baby, I wanted the reason why You only left me baby, then you left me here to cry Blues with a feelin', that's what I have today I'm gonna find my baby, if it takes all night and day