Retro-Songteksten: Evergreens, Classics, Old-Time Favourites, Hits Uit Onze Jeugd
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Lost Highway Composer(s): Leon Payne First release by: Leon Payne - 1948 Covered by multiple other artists
I'm a rollin' stone, all alone and lost For a life of sin I have paid the cost When I pass by all the people say Just another guy on the lost highway
Just a deck of cards and a jug of wine And a woman's lies makes a life like mine Oh, the day we met, I went astray I started rollin' down that lost highway
I was just a lad, nearly twenty-two Neither good nor bad, just a kid like you And now I'm lost, too late to pray Lord, I paid the cost, on the lost highway
Now boy's don't start to ramblin' round On this road of sin or you're sorrow bound Take my advice or you'll curse the day You started rollin' down that lost highway
Always Lift Him Up/Kanaka Wai Wai Composer(s): Alfred Reed Performer(s): Ry Cooder
When a fellow has the blues and feels discouraged And there's nothing else but trouble all his life When he's always grumbled at and never happy Living with a scolding, aggravating wife If he's sick and tired of life and takes to drinking Do not pass him by, don't greet him with a frown Do not fail to lend a hand and try to help him Always lift him up and never knock him down
If he stays out late at night because he's worried And because his home is not what it should be Have a smile for him whenever you should meet him It would help him just the right way, don't you see If he gambles when he's in the town or city Tell him what he ought to do to gain the crown Lend a hand and do not fail to show him pity Always lift him up and never knock him down
If he cannot pay his debts and feels disgusted If he's blue and doesn't have a word to say Let him know you are his friend who can be trusted It would cheer this lonely fellow on his way If he finds it hard for him to keep his family Let a kind word greet his ear when he's around Don't say anything at all to make against him Always lift him up and never knock him down
If he has no friends and everyone's against him If he's failed at everything that he has tried Try to lift his load, to help to bear his burden Let him know that you are walking by his side And if he feels that all is lost, and he is falling Try to place that poor man's feet on solid ground Just remember he's some mother's precious darling Always lift him up and never knock him down Always lift him up and never knock him down
Lost Her In The Sun Composer(s): John Stewart Performer(s): John Stewart
Given any day there's a jet flying somewhere Oh, she bought a ticket and she vanished in the sky How was I to know she was leaving in the morning I never heard her go, she never said goodbye I've learned to love the night 'cause the light's gonna get ya Right between the eyes in the morning like a gun Reaching out your hand and she's not there beside you Oh, what can I say, lost her in the sun What have I done? Lost her in the sun Lost her in the sun
Oh, lost her in the sun Oh, lost her in the sun Lost her in the sun Oh, I lost her in the sun
Fire up your heart for the wind is getting cold now It always gets cold for the rider's of the night You carry that scar when you know what lonesome is Looking for a home like a bird in flight And what have I done? Lost her in the sun Lost her in the sun
Oh, lost her in the sun Oh, lost her in the sun Oh, lost her in the sun Lost her in the sun Oh, I lost her in the sun
Oh, lost her in the sun Oh, lost her in the sun Oh, lost her in the sun Oh, lost her in the sun
Always Late (With Your Kisses)
Composer(s): Lefty Frizzell - Blackie Crafford
First release by: Lefty Frizell - 1951
Covered by multiple other artists
Always late with your kisses
Won't you come to my arms, sweet darlin', and stay
Always late with your kisses
Why, oh why do you want to do me this way
How long do you think I can wait
When you know you're always late
Always late with your kisses
Why, oh why do you want to do me this way
(Guitar Solo)
(Piano Solo)
(Fiddle Solo)
Always late with your kisses
Won't you come to my arms, sweet darlin', and stay
Always late with your kisses
Why, oh why do you want to do me this way
How long do you think I can wait
When you know you're always late
Always late with your kisses
Why, why, why do you want to do me this way
Lost April Composer(s): Emil Newman - Hubert Spencer - Edgar DeLange Performer(s): Nat "King" Cole and multiple other artists
Lost April, where did you go Like the winter snow I saw you vanish Lost April, so soft and warm A memory not even time can banish Lost April, that taught me this A single kiss could lead to heaven But April had numbered days So when they passed, love couldn't last I lost love and you and April, too
Losing You ((Adapted from: Connais-tu (by Tino Rossi)) ((Portuguese Version: Perdendo-te (by Moacyr Franco) - 1969)) Composer(s): Pierre Havet - Jean Renard - Carl Sigman Performer(s): Brenda Lee - 1963
Don't sigh a sigh for me Don't ever cry for me This is goodbye for me I know we're through I'm losing you
Love sang it's song for me Then things went wrong for me Nights are too long for me Because I'm losing you
Our love and our devotion Were deep as any ocean Then one day like the tide you began to change And you became a perfect stranger
Someone is holding you Sharing the lips I knew I can't believe it's true That I am losing you
Always In All Ways Composer(s): Frank Harling - Richard Whiting - Leo Robin Performer(s): Jeanette MacDonald
We all must have our dreary days As well as bright and cheery days But sun or shadow you can count on me Though lady luck may frown on you And gloomy clouds look down on you Remember I will still be by your side Forever
Always in all ways rely upon me Should any doubt come Wait for the outcome hopefully Always in all ways whatever may be I will rely on just you and trust you
Sometimes in small ways, we may not agree But we will weather hardship together wait and see Well have a happy ending If you will keep depending Always in all ways on me
Well have a happy ending If you will keep depending Always in all ways on me
Losing Touch Composer(s): Bruce Sussman - Jack Feldman - Barry Manilow Performer(s): Barry Manilow
I can tell something's up You haven't touched your Scotch You've been staring out the window Now you're staring at your watch And lately that's been happening too much I think we're losing touch
Is it something I've done Or things I never said It's been getting pretty quiet here on your side of the bed Remember when we used to talk so much I think we're losing touch
After all the love we found together Who'd have ever guessed that we could fall After all the things we had in common Were they too common after all?
Won't you tell me what's wrong I haven't got a clue Is there something we can take for this Or something we can do? Together you and I have had so much There's so much to lose And I think we're losing touch
Amazing Grace ((Adapted from: New Britain (Traditional) - 1829)) Composer(s): John Newton Performer(s): The Pipes and Drums and Military Band of The Royal Scots Dragoon Guards - 1971 and multiple other artists
Versions In Other Languages: 1971 - Waarheen, Waarvoor (by Mieke Telkamp) 1984 - Aimer Quand Même (by Nana Mouskouri) 2003 - Vier Woorden (by Willy Sommers, Lisa Del Bo, Luc Steeno) 2008 - Apprends-Moi (by Hélène Segara)
Amazing grace, how sweet the sound That saved a wretch like me I once was lost, but now I'm found Was blind, but now I see
'Twas grace that taught my heart to feel And grace my fears relieved How precious did that grace appear The hour I first believed
Throught many dangers toils and snares We have already come 'Twas grace that brought us save that far And grace will lead us home
Amazing grace, how sweet the sound That saved a wretch like me I once was lost, but now I'm found Was blind, but now I see
Losing My Mind Composer(s): Stephen Sondheim First performance by: Dorothy Collins - 1971 Covered by multiple other artists
The sun comes up I think about you
the coffee cup I think about you
I want you so it's like I'm losing my mind The morning ends I think about you
I talk to friends I think about you
and do they know? It's like I'm losing my mind
All afternoon doing every little chore
the thought of you stays bright Sometimes I stand in the middle of the floor
not going left not going right
I dim the lights and think about you
spend sleepless nights to think about you You said you loved me or were you just being kind? Or am I losing losing my mind?
All afternoon doing every little chore
the thought of you stays bright Sometimes I stand in the middle of the floor
not going left not going right
Or am I losing my mind? You said you loved me or were you just being kind? Or am I losing my mind? Or were you just being kind? Or am I losing my mind? Losing my mind losing my mind losing my mind
Losing Faith In Words Composer(s): Peter Hammill Performer(s): Peter Hammill; Hamada
I just can't see why you can't see what I mean but I can't make things any plainer the words get in the way is that quite what I mean? If not now, then certainly sooner or later we've got a problem with communication look, I scrabble with my hands I try to get some head-room from the elevation but you just don't understand
Most of the things we say mean we most of the time treat our speech with derision flap our hands in body-telegram - I know that gets through so much better than anything said with precision We've got a problem with communication and it's getting quite absurd ... well, I think I'm going to flip out from the sheer frustration yes, I'm losing faith in words
We've got a problem with communication only getting through in anagrams I try to get some linkage from articulation I try to get some head-room from the elevation I try to pull back something from my education ... Yes, I try to, try to, try to but I just don't understand I try, I just don't understand I talk, you just don't understand
Sometimes I don't know why I bother but I'm bothered
Aimer À Perdre La Raison Composer(s): Louis Aragon - Jean Ferrat Performer(s): Jean Ferrat and multiple other artists
Aimer à perdre la raison Aimer à n'en savoir que dire À n'avoir que toi d'horizon Et ne connaître de saisons Que par la douleur du partir Aimer à perdre la raison
Ah c'est toujours toi que l'on blesse C'est toujours ton miroir brisé Mon pauvre bonheur, ma faiblesse Toi qu'on insulte et qu'on délaisse Dans toute chair martyrisée
Aimer à perdre la raison Aimer à n'en savoir que dire À n'avoir que toi d'horizon Et ne connaître de saisons Que par la douleur du partir Aimer à perdre la raison
La faim, la fatigue et le froid Toutes les misères du monde C'est par mon amour que j'y crois En elle je porte ma croix Et de leurs nuits ma nuit se fonde
Aimer à perdre la raison Aimer à n'en savoir que dire À n'avoir que toi d'horizon Et ne connaître de saisons Que par la douleur du partir Aimer à perdre la raison
Losin' The Blues For You Composer(s): Lynsey De Paul - James Coburn Performer(s): Lynsey De Paul
Another place Another time Another face One more line Pretty soon I'll be through Losin' the blues for you
Another dance Another tune Another chance Someone new who Will help me get through Losin' the blues for you
I'm gonna play the night away Clowning around East side, west side and end up downtown I'm gonna blow the day away Out of my mind Time after time, until I find
Another room Another bar A new perfume It's so hard Whatever I do Losin' the blues for you
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I'm gonna play the night away Clowning around East side, west side and end up downtown I'm gonna blow the day away Out of my mind Time after time, until I find
Another shade Another hue That will not fade Into blue Like I did from you Though I didn't choose to It's no excuse But what's the use There's nothing I can do about it I'm oozing the blues for you Losing the blues for you
Aimer Composer(s): Charles Aznavour - Jean-Pierre Bourtayre - Jacques Revaux Performer(s): Charles Aznavour
Par un frisson léger et presque imperceptible Le corps ressent soudain comme un mal ignoré Qui le ronge et le rend vulnérable et sensible Au charme d'une voix ou d'un nom évoqué, murmuré Puis viennent les envies, les chaleurs, les vertiges Les raisons d'espérer et celles d'avoir mal Les besoins de tendresse enfin qui nous obligent À trouver merveilleux ce qui n'est que banal
Aimer plus que soi-même Aimer sans réfléchir Aimer plus qu'on nous aime Pour mieux se plaindre et mieux souffrir
Le cur n'est qu'un organe étranger à ces choses Qui ne bat ni plus fort ni plus vite, et pourtant On lui offre une action, on lui donne une prose Et Dieu seul sait pourquoi on le jette en avant, en tremblant L'amour vient-il des yeux, de la peau ou du ventre ? Pour le localiser, c'est difficile en soi C'est comme un tourbillon dont on se veut le centre Et on parle de lui pour mieux parler de soi
Aimer plus que soi-même Aimer sans réfléchir Aimer plus qu'on nous aime Pour mieux se plaindre et mieux souffrir
Et bien que tous nos gestes au fond restent les mêmes On les veut singulier, on les croit différents On se sent libre enfin de n'avoir qu'un problème Que d'aucuns qualifient de simple mal de dent d'un moment Entre nous, l'être aimé n'a que ce qu'on lui prête La grâce qu'on lui loue, la beauté qu'on lui crée Ses formes modelées par nos pensées secrètes Deviennent uvre d'art qu'un subconscient a fait
Aimer plus que soi-même Aimer sans réfléchir Aimer plus qu'on nous aime Pour mieux se plaindre et mieux souffrir
Los Viejos Composer(s): Fernando Ubiergo Performer(s): Fernando Ubiergo
Los viejos son niños avergonzados que a la plaza vuelven a buscar el sol y entretienen a un grupo de palomas mientras pasa la vida alrededor
Los viejos van, andando las veredas meditando el invierno que vendrá demorando el paso hasta que anochezca y así volver a casa sin molestar
Y saben que la vida no es tan larga y miran el futuro para atrás los viejos tienen miedo a su verdad
Los viejos son la vida que se escapa apoyada en un bastón los viejos son manada en retirada del espejo y del reloj y sienten en la boca un sabor que les provoca decir que el tiempo de antes fue mejor y guardan la tristeza en el corazón
Los viejos son siluetas transparentes mirada ausente, profetas del adiós que a la iglesia van a rezar despacito para que escuche solamente el señor
Ellos guardan en papeles amarillos compromisos que el tiempo jubiló y hacen fila, para recibir migajas que la patria les devuelve por favor
Y saben que la vida no es tan larga y miran el futuro
Los Salieris De Charly Composer(s): León Gieco Performer(s): León Gieco
Somos campesinos de la raza de altroque Jamas un turista del famoso deme tres Nacimos en el pasto, asado y mucho vino Pero nunca seremos un gordito argentino Nos gusta la tierra odiamos la ciudad Mas sabemos que en el polvo no hay oportunidad Andamos de aqui, andamos para alla Chocamos a pais diciendo la verdad Menos mal, no somos cualquiera Nunca nos odiaron en la escuela Menos mal, no somos cualquiera Nunca mentimos en la iglesia Somos del grupo los salieris de Charly Le robamos melodias a el, ah, ah, ah ...
Queremos ya un presidente joven que ame la vida que enfrente la muerte La tuya, la mia, de un perro, de un gato de un arbol de toda la gente Compramos el pagina, leemos a Galeano cantamos con la Negra, escuchamos Victor Jara Dicen la juventud no tiene para gobernar experiencia suficiente Menos mal, que nunca la tenga experiencia de robar Menos mal, que nunca la tenga experiencia de mentir Somos del grupo los salieris de Charly Le robamos melodias a el, ah, ah, ah ...
Aunque tengamos un equipo Robertone un Leme, un ucoa, para sacar la voz Siempre sobrara para decirte fuerte si sos un mierda o no En la perla del once compusiste "la balsa" despues de la cana no saliste mas Que nos diran por no pensar lo mismo ahora que no existe el comunismo Estaran pensando igual ahora son todos enfermitos Estaran pensando igual ahora son todos drogadictos Somos del grupo los salieris de Charly Le robamos melodias a el, ah, ah, ah ...
El 1 % quiere esto torcer El 9 % tiene el poder De lo que queda el 50 solo come Y el resto se muere sin saber por que Es mi pais, es el pais de Cristo damos todo sin recibir Es mi pais, es un pais esponja se chupa todo lo que paso Menos mal que estamos aca nosotros no vamos a transar Menos mal que estamos aca nosotros no vamos a parar Somos del grupo los salieris de Charly Le robamos melodias a el, ah, ah, ah ...
Somos tipos solos comemos de la lata nos gusta el sol del cementerio de Tilcara Nos apura la Odeon, nos apuran los amigos Nos gastan por telefono pidiendo si tenemos Les damos guita a los basureros vendemos muchos discos pero somos igual que ellos Que culpa tenemos si vamos al bar mas rasca a tomarnos unos vinos con el borracho que nos canta Nos gusta Magaldi cantando chamame Siempre mencionamos a Pugliese Troilo y Grela es disco cabecera Siempre mencionamos a Pugliese Somos del grupo los salieris de Charly Le robamos melodias a el, ah, ah, ah ...
Aime-Moi Composer(s): Erick Benzi Performer(s): Johnny Hallyday
Une vie pleine et entière D'espoirs, de peines et d'excès Une vie pleine de lumières Qui meurent avant de briller Et toi, reste un peu, pour la soirée Et tout est passé si vite Je suis parti sans la clé Vers tous ces curs qui m'invitent J'ai pas vu la fin de l'été Et toi, reste un peu, il faut parler
Y a tant de routes dans ma tête Qui m'éloignent de tes bras Et comme un geste qu'on regrette Je me sais si loin de toi - Oh aime-moi, aime-moi
J'ai pas toujours été maître J'ai pas toujours su donner Et si les erreurs s'achètent J'ai pas eu besoin de payer Mais toi reste un peu, à mes côtés Je veux gommer sur tes ailes Le silence et les années Et si les mots sont des perles Je t'offrirai des colliers Mais toi, reste un peu Reste à jamais, à jamais
Y a tant de cris dans ma tête Qui m'éloignent de ta voix Plus qu'une phrase qu'on jette Je me sais si loin de toi Oh aime-moi, aime-moi
Rallume les petites braises Qui dorment dans tes yeux Y a bien trop de gens qui meurent Sans toucher tes cheveux Aime-moi, là, comme je peux le faire Avant qu'on vive vieux Si j'ai su te perdre, je saurai me taire Mais, aime-moi, aime-moi, aime-moi
