Retro-Songteksten: Evergreens, Classics, Old-Time Favourites, Hits Uit Onze Jeugd
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Missing You Composer(s): Lionel Richie Performer(s): Diana Ross
Since you've been away I've been down and lonely Since you've been away I've been thinking of you Trying to understand The reason you left me What were you going through?
I'm missing you Tell me why the road turns Ooh ooh I'm missing you Tell me why the road turns
As I look around I see things that remind me Just to see you smile Made my heart fill with joy I'll still recall All those dreams we shared together Where did you run to, boy?
I'm missing you Tell me why the road turns Ooh ooh I'm missing you Tell me why the road turns
Sometimes I've wondered I didn't understand Just where you were trying to go Only you knew the plan And I tried to be there But you wouldn't let me in
But now you've gone away boy I feel so broken hearted I knew the day we started That we were meant to be If only you'd let me! I've cried so many tears Gotta face now all my fears We let time slip away I need you boy Here today!
There was so much you gave me To my heart To my soul There was so much of your dreams That were never told You had so much hope For a brighter day Why were you my flower Plucked away
I'm missing you Tell me why the road turns Ooh ooh I'm missing you Tell me why the road turns
Gambella (The Gamblin' Lady) Composer(s): Terry Gilkyson Performer(s): Frankie Laine & Jo Stafford
(Gambella, Gambella, Gambella, Gambella, the Gamblin' Lady)
Frankie Laine: Oh, I'm a two-fisted gambler I've travelled this country afar From River to highway, I make 'em play my way From peanuts to cold caviar
I'm cool as a shark in the water My luck is my own to command But I got no home, or a place for a woman Who bluffs me right out of my hand
(Gambella, Gambella) Gambella, the Gamblin' Lady (She carries her umbrella) To cover a past that is shady Gambella, Gambella, Gambella, Gambella, the Gamblin' Lady
Jo Stafford: Oh, gamblin' is my profession I travel all over the land From roulette to Reno, from Reno to keno The jokers eat out of my hand
The dice roll at my direction In poker, I win at a glance But more satisfying and more gratifying is takin' a chance on romance
(Gambella, Gambella) Gambella, the Gamblin' Lady (She carries her umbrella) To cover a past that is shady Gambella, Gambella, Gambella, Gambella, Gambella, the Gamblin' Lady
Frankie Laine: The girls all gather around me They fall for my slick city ways But if I go courtin', the diamond I'm sportin' Will be holdin' up one of her stays
Jo Stafford: Oh, he's a two-fisted gambler But now I don't think he can stand He's been double-crossed, he gambled and lost And I got a ring on my hand
JS: Don't gamble on love, my boy FL: Gambella, Gambella JS: Don't gamble on love FL: Gambella, the Gamblin' Lady JS: Shoot for a seven FL: She carries her umbrella JS: And wait for eleven FL: To cover a past that is shady JS: But don't ever gamble on love
Gambella, Gambella, Gambella Gambella, the Gamblin' Lady Gambella, Gambella, Gambella, Gambella, the Gamblin' Lady
Love Isn't Easy (But It Sure Is Hard Enough) Composer(s): Benny Andersson - Björn Ulvaeus Performer(s): ABBA
Do you remember the first time, and all of your sweet sweet talk Ain't heard it a lot since then love Now look at that guy, he's making me cry He leaves everybody and he only says goodbye But if I would have to choose I wouldn't let you go Just give it some more time and you will see our love will grow Darling I know
We gotta have patience Love isn't just a sensation Some of the time it gets rough Love isn't easy but it sure is hard enough (Sweet sweet, our love is bitter-sweet) Giving love is a reason for living But a few things can be tough Love isn't easy but it sure is hard enough (Sweet sweet, our love is bitter-sweet)
From the first moment I saw you I've treated you like a queen I've given you lots of presents Now listen to that, just look at that cat You'd think he was an angel but he's talking through his hat But if I would have to choose I wouldn't let you go Just give it some more time and you will see our love will grow Darling I know
We gotta have patience Love isn't just a sensation Some of the time it gets rough Love isn't easy but it sure is hard enough (Sweet sweet, our love is bitter-sweet) Giving (Sweet sweet, our love is bitter-sweet) Love is a reason for living (Sweet sweet, our love is bitter-sweet) But a few things can be tough Love isn't easy but it sure is hard enough (Sweet sweet, our love is bitter-sweet)
Patience (Sweet sweet, our love is bitter-sweet) Love isn't just a sensation (Sweet sweet, our love is bitter-sweet) Some of the time it gets rough Love isn't easy but it sure is hard enough (Sweet sweet, our love is bitter-sweet) Giving (Sweet sweet, our love is bitter-sweet) Love is a reason for living (Sweet sweet, our love is bitter-sweet) But a few things can be tough Love isn't easy but it sure is hard enough ...
Missing In Action Composer(s): Helen Kays; Arthur Q. Smith Performer(s): Ernest Tubb; Jim Eanes & His Shenandoah Valley Boys
The warships had landed and I came ashore the fighting was over for me evermore For I had been wounded, they left me for dead a stone for my pillow and snow for my bed The enemy found me and took me away and made me a prisoner of war so they say but God in his mercy was with me one day the gate was left open and I ran away
I returned to the old home, my sweet wife to see the home I had built for my darling and me The door was left open and there on a stand I waw a picture of her and a man The clothes she was wearing told me a sad tale my darling was wearing a new bridal veil Then I found a letter and these words I read "Missing in Action" She thought I was dead
So I kissed her picture and whispered good-bye my poor heart was breading but my eyes were dry I know she'd be happy if she never learned I know she must never know I had returned A vagabond dreamer forever I'll roam because there was no one to welcome me home The face of my darling no more will I see for Missing in Action for ever I'll be
Galway Bay Composer(s): Arthur Colahan Performer(s): Johnny Cash; and various other artists
If you ever go across the sea to Ireland Then maybe at the closing of your day You will sit and watch the moonrise over Claddagh And see the sun go down on Galway Bay Just to hear again the ripple of the trout stream The women in the meadows making hay And to sit beside a turf fire in the cabin And watch the barefoot gossoons at their play For the breezes blowing over the seas from Ireland Are perfumed by the heather as they blow And the women in the uplands digging praties Speak a language that the strangers do not know For the strangers came and tried to teach their way They scorned us just for being what we are But they might as well go chasing after moonbeams Or light a penny candle from a star And if there is going to be a life hereafter And somehow I am sure there's going to be I will ask my God to let me make my heaven In that dear land across the Irish Sea
Love Is The Thing Composer(s): Ned Washington - Victor Young Performer(s): Ethel Waters and multiple other artists
My darling all around us people clamour They're striving for the thing they'll never own The only thing that hasn't lost its glamour Is love, and love alone
What does it matter if we're rich or we're poor Fortune and fame they never endure For love is the thing, love is the thing
What good is money if your heart isn't light And here in your arms I'm wealthy tonight When youth has its fling, love is the thing
While others fight for power We can walk among the flowers Knowing that the best thing in life Is the thing that is free Love for you and me
And even though our castles crumble and fall We have the right to laugh at them all For love is still king, love is the thing
While others fight for power We can walk among the flowers Knowing that the best thing in life Is the thing that is free Love for you and me
And even though our castles crumble and fall We have the right to laugh at them all For love is still king, love is the thing
Missing Composer(s): Bernard Lavilliers Performer(s): Bernard Lavilliers
Panique chez les producteurs Plus aucune nouvelle du chanteur Personne aux fumeries d'opium Au fond du 13ème, dans le gang des gongs Personne chez les salseros Les fumeurs de crack latinos Idem dans le ganja system Chez les rastamen de la plaine
Disparu, l'animal, sur les traces d'une perverse Qui bougeait bien les fesses Disparu, en cavale, parti avec la caisse Sans laisser d'adresse
Personne dans les nuits douteuses Des banquettes en skaï des gagneuses Motus chez le Président Madame a gardé des penchants Silence chez les Parisiens Mais la gauche caviar ne sait vraiment rien C'est sûr qu'il s'est fait la belle Sous le nez des balances de Pradel
Disparu, l'animal, sur les traces d'une perverse Qui bougeait bien les fesses Perdu de vue, en cavale, parti avec la caisse Sans laisser d'adresse
Sourires chez les scélérats Chez les bookmakers, les malfrats Ramdam chez les Siciliens Mais ils ne parlent pas, tu sais bien Silence dans les stands de tir Y a vraiment personne qui l'a vu partir? Questions sur le faux passeport Mais le ministère fait le mort
Disparu, l'animal, sur les traces d'une perverse Qui bougeait bien les fesses Disparu, en cavale, parti avec la caisse Sans laisser d'adresse
Disparu, l'animal, sur les traces d'une perverse Qui bougeait bien les fesses Disparu, en cavale, parti avec la caisse Sans laisser d'adresse
Galveston Composer(s): Jimmy Webb Performer(s): Glen Campbell; and various other artists
Galveston, oh Galveston
I still hear your sea winds blowin' I still see her dark eyes glowin' She was 21 when I left Galveston
Galveston, oh Galveston, I still hear your sea waves crashing While I watch the cannons flashing I clean my gun and dream of Galveston
I still see her standing by the water Standing there lookin' out to sea And is she waiting there for me? On the beach where we used to run
Galveston, oh Galveston, I am so afraid of dying Before I dry the tears she's crying Before I watch your sea birds flying in the sun At Galveston, at Galveston
On The Street Where You Live Composer(s): Alan Jay Lerner - Frederick Loewe First performance/First release by: John Michael King - 1956 Covered by multiple other artists
Versions In Other Languages 1958 - La Calle Donde Vives (Salvador Quiroz) 1960 - De Straat Waar Jij Woont (Richard Prince)
I have often walked down this street before But the pavement always stayed beneath my feet before All at once am I several stories high Knowing I'm on the street where you live
Are there lilac trees in the heart of town? Can you hear a lark in any other part of town? Does enchantment pour out of every door? No, it's just on the street where you live
And oh, the towering feeling just to know somehow you are near The overpowering feeling that any second you may suddenly appear
People stop and stare, they don't bother me For there's nowhere else on earth that I would rather be Let the time go by, I won't care if I Can be here on the street where you live
Missing Composer(s): Nick Rhodes; Simon Lebon; Roger Taylor Performer(s): Arcadia
And as I wander down to where you lay The blood rushed up to meet the roses in your hair I thought I saw you smile But now I don't see you Anywhere
Whispering your love song in my ear How can you touch me? When you're not Really here
Stumbling out I made my way towards the open door Climbing fast the Sun poured streaming laughter down into your empty gaze I cannot find you Now I want to join in your game I hear you calling I hear you Calling..
Whispering your love song in my ear How can you touch me How do you really dare?
Love Is The Seventh Wave Composer(s): Sting First release by: Sting - 1985 Covered by multiple other artists
In the empire of the senses You're the queen of all you survey All the cities all the nations Everything that falls your way There is a deeper wave than this That you don't understand There is a deeper wave than this Tugging at your hand
Every ripple on the ocean Every leaf on every tree Every sand dune in the desert Every power we never see There is a deeper wave than this Swelling in the world There is a deeper wave than this Listen to me girl
Feel it rising in the cities Feel it sweeping over land Over borders, over frontiers Nothing will its power withstand There is no deeper wave than this Rising in the world There is no deeper wave than this Listen to me girl
All the bloodshed, all the anger All the weapons, all the greed All the armies, all the missiles All the symbols of our fear There is a deeper wave than this Rising in the world There is a deeper wave than this Listen to me girl
At the still point of destruction At the centre of the fury All the angels, all the devils All around us can't you see There is a deeper wave than this Rising in the land There is a deeper wave than this Nothing will withstand
Hier zit ik op een vuilnishoop Ik kijk droevig om me heen Ik zie vodden en oude flessen Excuseert u me, ik ween Ja, ik huil een paar dikke tranen En ik zing met benard gemoed
Misschien wordt het morgen beter Maar het wordt toch nooit goed Misschien wordt het morgen beter Maar het wordt toch nooit goed
Want burgers, het is een rotzooi Van het einde tot het begin Of bent u vooruitstrevend? Haha! Daar blijf ik bijna in! Een merkwaardig soort illusie Naar de afgrond coûte que coûte
En misschien wordt het morgen beter Maar het wordt toch nooit goed En misschien wordt het morgen beter Maar het wordt toch nooit goed
De wereld is vol van dingen Waar de mensen bang voor zijn De een kan niet tegen vrouwen En de ander niet tegen wijn Eerlijk zullen we alles delen Jij het zuur en ik het zoet
En misschien wordt het morgen beter Maar het wordt toch nooit goed En misschien wordt het morgen beter Maar het wordt toch nooit goed
Als ik ziek ben, bel ik de dokter En dat vindt die man wel leuk Maar radioactieve uitslag En radioactieve jeuk Daar bestaan er geen pillen tegen En het helpt niet wat je doet
En misschien wordt het morgen beter Al wordt het toch nooit goed En misschien wordt het morgen beter Al wordt het toch nooit goed
Onder ons gezegd, burgers, De wereld is op en neer Het is een vreselijke bende Vindt u ook niet, mijnheer Ik zie helemaal geen strand meer Tussen eb en tussen vloed
En misschien wordt het morgen beter Al wordt het toch nooit goed En misschien wordt het morgen beter Al wordt het toch nooit goed
Love Is The Foundation Composer(s): William C. Hall Performer(s): Loretta Lynn; Conway Twitty; Charlie Louvin
I've seen him as he awakens in the morning He reaches out his hand and without a word As his fingers softly fall upon my face He lights the flame of desire and makes me want him
And love is the foundation we lean on All you need is love to ease your mind And does it have to be right to be called love When he gives me more loving than a lifetime of looking could ever find And love is the foundation we lean on ...
And love is the foundation we lean on All you need is love to ease your mind And does it have to be right to be called love When he gives me more loving than a lifetime of looking could ever find And love is the foundation we lean on ...
Miss You Nights Composer(s): David Townsend Originally performed by: Cliff Richard Covered by various other artists
Ive had many times I can tell you Times when innocence Id trade for company And children saw me crying I thought Id had my share of that But these miss you nights Are the longest
Midnight diamonds Stud my heaven Southward burning Lie the jewels that eye my place And the warm winds That embrace me Jst as surely kissed your face Yeah these miss you nights Are the longest
How I miss you Im not likely to tell Im a man and cold day light Buys the pride Id rather sell All my secrets Are wasted affair You know them well
Thinking of my going How to cut the thread And leave it all behind Looking windward for my compass I take each day as it arrives But these miss you nights Are the longest
Lay down all thought of your surrender Its only me whos killing time Lay down all dreams and themes once remembered Its just the same This miss you game Yeah these miss you nights Are the longest
Tous les matins et tous les soirs
Paris marche sur les pieds Paris me croise sans me voir
me bousculant sans se soucier Des billets de loterie nationale que je lui tends depuis 20 ans J'me souviens pas qu' la capitale un jour lui sourit en passant
Quand ma voix se veut amicale je m'en repens au même instant Car je vois l'heure machinale me signifié qu'il est grand temps Qui l'est grand temps parce que le temps est la conscience du passant Et c'est surtout pas en parlant qui pourrait bien Gagner du temps
Et pourtant j'aime les passants il me rappelle mes amis Ce que j'aurais eu si la vie n'avait pas fait que des passants Y a les poètes les fous les dignes et ceux qui change tous les jours Il laisse leurs rêves à la consigne pour les décrocher au retour
Parce que le temps évidemment est la conscience du passant C'est surtout pas en rêvant qui pourrait bien Gagner du temps
Et sur les quais je les attends j'attends l'éternel amoureux Qui tôt les matins tristement descend du train de neuf heures deux J'attends la fille de neuf heures quatre celle qui arrive toujours trop tard Pour qu'un jour elle entendre battre le cur de l'éternel fuyant
Dire que moi seul sait qu'il se cherche dans la cohue des morts vivants Je voudrais leur tendre la perche oui mais que faire contre le temps
Parce que le temps évidemment n'en a que faire des amants C'est surtout pas en s'aimant qui pourrait bien Gagner du temps
Mais moi je reste le vieillard celui qui vient vous ennuyer Que l'on voit s'éloigner pénard dès qu'on s'empresse d'oublier Parce que le temps évidemment est la conscience du passant C'est surtout pas en s' souvenant qui pourrait bien Gagner du temps Gagner du temps Gagner du temps Gagner du temps Gagner du temps Gagner du temps Gagner du temps Gagner du temps Gagner du temps Gagner du temps Gagner du temps Gagner du temps Gagner du temps Gagner du temps
Love Is The Drug Composer(s): Andy Mackay - Bryan Ferry First release by: Roxy Music - 1975 Covered by multiple other artists
T´ain´t no big thing To wait for the bell to ring T´ain´t no big thing The toll of the bell Aggravated - spare for days I troll downtown the red light place Jump up bubble up - what´s in store Love is the drug and I need to score Showing out, showing out, hit and run Boy meets girl where beat goes on Stitched up tight, can´t shake free Love is the drug, got a hook on me Oh oh catch that buzz Love is the drug i´m thinking of Oh oh can´t you see Love is the drug for me Late that night I park my car Stake my place in the singles bar Face to face, toe to toe Heart to heart as we hit the floor Lumber up, limbo down The locked embrace, the stumble round I say go, she say yes Dim the lights, you can guess the rest Oh oh catch that buzz Love is the drug i´m thinking of Oh oh can´t you see Love is the drug, got a hook in me Oh oh catch that buzz Love is the drug I´m thinking of Oh oh can´t you see Love is the drug for me
