Retro-Songteksten: Evergreens, Classics, Old-Time Favourites, Hits Uit Onze Jeugd
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There was a time There was a place I loved That was my moment That's just the way it was Careless and crazy Running to God knows where Now where is that heart? Where is the one who cares?
I can hear you callin' Wandering boy come home soon I hear the music I see your face in the moon Who am I foolin'? There's no need for me to pretend I might sail forever And never find that island again
I fight with my memory Find all the pieces I can Of a beautiful woman Who trusted her heart in my hands Now what kind of sailor Lets such a dream be lost? Tonight we'd be sailing Out under the Southern Cross
I can hear you callin' Wandering boy come home soon I hear the music I see your face in the moon Who am I foolin'? There's no need for me to pretend I might sail forever And never find that island again
Who am I foolin'? There's no need for me to pretend I might sail forever And never find that island again
I might sail forever And never find that island again
Night Of My Nights Composer(s): George Forrest; Robert C. Wright Performer(s): Vic Damone; Percy Faith; Marilyn Maye; David Rendall
Play on the cymbal, the timbal, the lyre Play with appropriate passion Fashion songs of delight and delicious desire For the night of my nights Come where the so well beloved is waiting Where the rose and the jasmine mingle While I tell her the moon is formating And 'tis sin to be single! Let peacocks and monkeys in purple adornings Show her the way to my bridal chamber Then get you gone 'til the morn of my mornings After the night of my nights! 'Tis the night of my nights! 'Tis the night of my nights!
Isis Composer(s): Bob Dylan; Jacques Levy First release by: Bob Dylan - 1976 Covered by multiple other artists
I married Isis on the fifth day of May But I could not hold on to her very long So I cut off my hair and I rode straight away For the wild unknown country where I could not go wrong
I came to a high place of darkness and light The dividing line ran through the center of town I hitched up my pony to a post on the right Went in to a laundry to wash my clothes down
A man in the corner approached me for a match I knew right away he was not ordinary He said "Are you looking for something easy to catch?" I said "I got no money" He said "That ain't necessary"
We set out that night for the cold in the North I gave him my blanket he gave me his word I said "Where are we going ?" He said "We'd be back by the fourth" I said "That's the best new that I've ever heard"
I was thinking about turquoise I was thinking about gold I was thinking about diamonds and the world's biggest necklace As we rode through the canyons through the devilish cold I was thinking about Isis how she thought I was so reckless
How she told me that one day we meet up again And things would be different the next time we wed If I only could hang on and just be her friend I still can't remember all the best things she said
We came to the pyramids all embedded in ice He said "There's a body I'm trying to find If I carry it out it'll bring a good prize" It was then that I knew what he had on his mind
The wind it was howling and the snow was outrageous We chopped through the night and we chopped through the dawn When he died I was hoping that it wasn't contagious But I made up my mind that I had to go on. I broke into the tomb but the casket was empty There was no jewels no nothing I felt I'd been had When I saw that my partner was just being friendly When I took up his offer I must-a been mad
I picked up his body and I dragged him inside Threw him down in the hole and I put back the cover I said a quick prayer and I felt satisfied Then I rode back to find Isis just to tell her I love her
She was there in the meadow where the creek used to rise Blinded by sleep and in need of a bed I came in from the East with the sun in my eyes I cursed her one time then I rode on ahead
She said "Where ya been?" I said "No place special?" She said "You look different" I said "Well I guess" She said "You been gone" I said "That's only natural" She said "You gonna stay?" I said "If you want me to, Yeah "
Isis oh Isis you mystical child What drives me to you is what drives me insane I still can remember the way that you smiled On the fifth day of May in the drizzling rain
Night Of Fear Composer(s): Roy Wood Performer(s): The Move; Carl Wayne
The silent night has turned to a night of fear With windows howling wind into your ear You listen to the spirits far behind These things you hear are too much for your mind
The bell strikes and your spine chills like the grave The chill that turns your blood from red to grey You know that with these things you see and hear The silent night has turned to a night of fear
Image on your bedroom wall Shadows marching in the hall Just about to flip your mind Just about to trip your mind Just about to flip your mind Just about to trip your mind
The green and purple lights affect your sight Your mother cannot comfort you tonight Your brain calls out for help that's never there The silent night has turned to a night of fear
Image on your bedroom wall Shadows marching in the hall Just about to flip your mind Just about to trip your mind Just about to flip your mind Just about to trip your mind
The silent night has turned to a night of fear With windows howling wind into your ear You listen to the spirits far behind These things you hear are too much for your mind
Just about to flip your mind Just about to trip your mind Just about to flip your mind Just about to trip your mind
Night Of A Thousand Stars Composer(s): Warren Haynes;
Robert Hunter; Phil Lesh & Friends Performer(s): Phil Lesh & Friends
Full moon rising over Alcatraz Hangin' there like a big topaz Ruling this night of a thousand stars With a back seat full of broken guitars Raised in chains by Jehosaphat's daughter Served 20 years for walkin' on the water Just out fishin' for love in the rain From an easy chair in the passing lane If I had forgotten, I'd remember well The fruit and the tree from which it fell Many long years rollin' homeward bound Goin' hell-for-leather on this merry go round
Night of a thousand stars The sound of sweet guitars On this night - on this night On this night - on this night Of a thousand blazing stars
Down in the laundry with my head in my hands Doin' whatever the Lord commands Poppin' the hood off of a Ford V-8 Disguised with an out of state license plate Payin' my taxes in whiskey and blood Mixed in a barrel floating on the flood Doing my penance for a life of crime Singing B minor Masses in double time Tiger and a lion hanging on the wall Between the head of a saint and a bocce ball I've been rebuked and I've been scorned But I can't ever say that I haven't been warned
Night of a thousand stars The sound of sweet guitars On this night - on this night On this night - on this night Of a thousand stars
I tried to serve you right - I Tried to serve you well - it Looked alright by morning light In hindsight - who can tell?
If I could recapture one moment of truth From the firm foundation of a misspent youth I'd fall like rain on this thirsty earth A testament of beauty and worth
But if it don't happen because it can't I hope and pray this wish you grant From one man's heart to a falling star We always remember who we are
Remember the night of a thousand stars When love swam naked in the reservoir Writing mad sonnets in the midnight park Leaving tracks of tears for her watermark Drums of the jungle on the edge of night Only you could see with your perfect sight If you don't remember you can be excused 'Cause it could never be reproduced
Night of a thousand stars The sound of sweet guitars On this night - on this night On this night - on this night On this night - on this night - on this night Of a thousand stars
Night Nurse Composer(s): Gregory Isaacs; Sylvester Weise Performer(s): Gregory Isaacs; and various other artists
Tell her try your best jest to make it quick Whom attend to the sick 'Cause there must be something she can do This heart is broken in two
Tell her it's a case of emergency There's a patient by the name of Gregory Night nurse Only you alone can quench this Jah thirst My night nurse, oh gosh Oh the pain it's getting worse
I don't wanna see no doc I need attendence from my nurse around the clock 'Cause there's no prescription for me She's the one, the only remedy Night nurse Only you alone can quench this Jah thirst My night nurse Oh the pain it's getting worse I hurt my love I don't wanna see no doc I need attendence from my nurse around the clock 'Cause there's no prescription for me She's the one, the only remedy Night nurse Only you alone can quench this Jah thirst My night nurse Oh the pain it's getting worse I hurt my love And I'm sure No doctor can cure Night nurse Night nurse
Isabelle Composer(s): Jacques Brel; François Rauber Performer(s): Jacques Brel
Quand Isabelle dort plus rien ne bouge Quand Isabelle dort au berceau de sa joie Sais-tu qu'elle vole la coquine Les oasis du Sahara Les poissons dorés de la Chine Et les jardins de l'Alhambra Quand Isabelle dort plus rien ne bouge Quand Isabelle dort au berceau de sa joie Elle vole les rêves et les jeux D'une rose et d'un bouton d'or Pour se les poser dans les yeux Belle Isabelle quand elle dort
Quand Isabelle rit plus rien ne bouge Quand Isabelle rit au berceau de sa joie Sais-tu qu'elle vole la cruelle Le rire des cascades sauvages Qui remplacent les escarcelles Des rois qui n'ont pas d'équipages Quand Isabelle rit plus rien ne bouge Quand Isabelle rit au berceau de sa joie Elle vole les fenêtres de l'heure Qui s'ouvrent sur le paradis Pour se les poser dans le cur Belle Isabelle quand elle rit
Quand Isabelle chante plus rien ne bouge Quand Isabelle chante au berceau de sa joie Sais-tu qu'elle vole la dentelle Tissée au cur de rossignol Et les baisers que les ombrelles Empêchent de prendre leur vol Quand Isabelle chante plus rien ne bouge Quand Isabelle chante au berceau de sa joie Elle vole le velours et la soie Qu'offre la guitare à l'infante Pour se les poser dans la voix Belle Isabelle quand elle chante
Night Moves Composer(s): Bob Seger Performer(s): Bob Seger; and various other artists
I was a little too tall could've used a few pounds tight pants points hardly reknown she was a black-haired beauty with big dark eyes and points all her own sitting way up high way up firm and high
Out past the cornfields where the woods got heavy out in the back seat of my '60 Chevy workin' on mysteries without any clues workin' on our night moves tryin' to make some front page drive-in news workin' on our night moves in the summertime in the sweet summertime
We weren't in love, oh no, far from it we weren't searchin' for some pie in the sky summit we were just young and restless and bored livin' by the sword and we steal away every chance we could to the backroom, to the alley or the trusty woods I used her, she used me but neither one cared we were gettin' our share workin' on our night moves tryin' to lose the awkward teenage blues workin' on our night moves and it was summertime
And oh the wonder we felt the lightning and we waited on the thunder waited on the thunder
I woke last night to the sound of thunder how far off I sat and wondered started humming a song from 1962 ain't it funny how the night moves when you just don't seem to have as much to lose strange how the night moves with autumn closing in
Isabelle (Italian Version: Isabella) Composer(s): Charles Aznavour Performer(s): Charles Aznavour
Depuis longtemps mon cur Etait à la retraite Et ne pensait jamais Devoir se réveiller Mais au son de ta voix J'ai relevé la tête Et l'amour m'a repris Avant que d'y penser
Comme on passe le doigt Entre l'arbre et l'écorce L'amour s'est infiltré S'est glissé sous ma peau Avec tant d'insistance Et avec tant de force Que je n'ai plus depuis Ni calme ni repos
Les heures près de toi Fuient comme des secondes Les journées loin de toi Ressemblent à des années Qui donnent à mon amour Un goût de fin du monde Elles troublent mon corps Autant que ma pensée
Tu vis dans la lumière Et moi dans les coins sombres Car tu te meurs de vivre Et je me meurs d'amour Je me contenterais De caresser ton ombre Si tu voulais m'offrir Ton destin pour toujours
Night Lights Composer(s): Sammy Gallop; Chester Conn Performer(s): Nat "King" Cole; Gene Ammons; Bobby Scott
Night lights, those blues-in-the-night lights Are no longer bright lights since I'm without you Sweet dreams, oh where did they fly to? You're gone and who can I cry to?
Those night lights remind me of bright eyes And beautiful white lies too good to be true As I go on my way with all my heart I pray That those night lights will lead me to you
Those night lights remind me of bright eyes And beautiful white lies too good to be true As I go on my way with all my heart I pray That those night lights will lead me to you
Isabella (French Version: Isabelle) Composer(s): Georges Calabrese; Charles Aznavour Performer(s): Charles Aznavour
Da tempo ormai avevo il cuore in pace Che ero convinto che non si svegliasse più Ma mi risollevai, sentendo la tua voce Ti amavo prima che ci riflettessi sù Isabelle, Isabelle, Isabelle Isabelle, Isabelle, Isabelle Conquistatore che ignora la clemenza L'amore ha messo già radici in fondo a me Distrutto le mie idee, presa la mia esistenza E la calma oramai, che non so più cos'è Isabelle, Isabelle, Isabelle Isabelle, Isabelle Un'ora accanto a te trascorre in un secondo Un giorno senza te dura un'eternità E io vivo così, quasi fuori del tempo Tra spazi di follia e di lucidità Isabelle, Isabelle, Isabelle No basta, Isabelle, oh, Isabelle Mon amour Tu corri nella luce ed io resto nell'ombra Tu pazza per la vita ed io pazzo di te E mi accontenterò di amare la tua onbra Se il tuo destino vuoi dividere con me Isabelle, Isabelle, Isabelle Isabelle, Isabelle, Isabelle, mon amour..
Isaac & Abraham Composer(s): Joan Baez; Wally Wilson; Kenny Greenberg Performer(s): Joan Baez
Hard times, hard times in Canaan land Trouble in the mind of a man A voice came whispering softly to him Go offer, offer up the lamb
Abraham took his only son High up on a hill His test of faith had finally come As the wind, the wind begin to chill
Cold steel, cold steel in the father's hand Tears falling from the sky The angels, the angels did not understand Why the righteous, the righteous boy should die
Then Abraham most mysteriously Laid down that deadly knife Said "My darlin' son, I wish I was the one Who spared you, spared your precious life"
Oh Isaac The light of all your days Will shine upon this mountain high And never, never fade away And never fade away
Night In My Veins Composer(s): Chrissie Hynde; Tom Kelly; Billy Steinberg Performer(s): The Pretenders
I see him standing silhouetted in the lamp light I cross the street and I quicken my pace He cups his hands and he lights a cigarette I find myself in the bones of his face It's just the night in my veins Oh, making me crawl in the dust again It's just the night under my skin, slipping it in He's got his hands in my hair and his lips everywhere Oh yeah, it feels good, it's alright Even if it's just the night in my veins He's got me up against the back of a pickup truck Out of sight of the neon and glare We might as well be on a beach under the moonlight Love's language reads the same anywhere yeah It's just the night in my veins Oh, making me crawl in the dust again It's just the night under my skin, slipping it in He's got his chest on my back across a new Cadillac Oh yeah, it feels good, it's alright Even if it's just a night in my veins I've got my head on the curb and I can't produce a word Oh yeah, feels good, so right Even if it's just a night in my veins Feels good, so right Even if it's just the night in my veins
Is You Is or Is You Ain't (Ma' Baby) Composer(s): Bill Austin; Louis Jordan First recording/First release by: Louis Jordan 1943/1944 Covered by multiple other artists
I got a gal who's always late Any time we have a date But I love her Yes I love her
I'm gonna walk right up to her gate And see if I can get it straight Cause I want her I'm gonna ask her
Is you is or is you ain't my baby Way you're acting lately makes me doubt Youse is still my baby, baby Seems my flame in your heart's done gone out
A woman is a creature that has always been strange Just when you're sure of what you'll find She's gone and made a change
Is you is or is you ain't my baby Maybe baby's found somebody new Or is my baby still my baby true
Is you is or is you ain't my baby Maybe baby's found somebody new Or is my baby still my baby true
Night Game Composer(s): Paul Simon Performer(s): Paul Simon; Sam Yahel
There were two men down And the score was tied In the bottom of the eighth When the pitcher died
And they laid his spikes On the pitcher's mound And his uni-form was torn And his number was left on the ground
Then the night turned cold Colder than the moon The stars were white as bones The stadium was old Older than the screams Older than the teams There were three men down And the season lost And the tarpaulin was rolled Upon the winter frost
