Retro-Songteksten: Evergreens, Classics, Old-Time Favourites, Hits Uit Onze Jeugd
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Waarom Lach Je Naar Mij ((Adapted from: Take That Look Off Your Face (Marti Webb) - 1980)) Composer(s): Don Black - Andrew Lloyd Webber - Erik Van Neygen Performer(s): Sanne - 1996
Je moet je vergissen het kan echt niet zijn het kan mijn man niet zijn die je gisteren zag hij moest voor de zaak naar een beurs in Parijs oh, wat mis ik zijn lieve lach
je moet je vergissen ik geloof niks van jou er is meer dan één auto met stickers op en meer dan één man met een wiegende gang hij is enkel verliefd op zijn job
waarom lach je naar mij? ik zie zo door je heen je geniet van 't idee je geniet van je rol als de fee die komt waarschuwen voor het immens grote gevaar wel ik heb nieuws voor jou ik gun het haar
het is geen vergissing 't begon vorig jaar hij moest vaker naar het buitenland hij veranderde zo maar ik wou het niet zien hij bracht vaak bloemen mee bovendien
nee, ik vroeg hem niet uit ik keek zijn jassen niet na en ik draaide mijn rug toen je zei "hij komt nooit meer terug" want ik wist 't is niet meer dan een dom avontuur wel mijn beste vriendin wat zeg je nu?
Move Closer Dutch Title: Kom Dichter Composer(s): Phyllis Nelson Originally performed by: Phyllis Nelson Covered by various other artists
Hey baby, you go your way And I´ll go mine But in the meantime
When we're together, touchin' each other And our bodies do what we feel When we´re dancin', smoochin' and swayin' Tender love song softly playin'
Move closer Move your body real close Until we-ee-ee-ee Feel like we're really makin' love
Ooh-ooh, move closer Move your body real close Until we feel like we're really makin' love
So when I say sugar-ar and I whisper I love vou We-e-ell I know you´re gonna answer in the sweetest voice Sayin' my pretty la-ady I love you too-oo-oo-oo-ooh well
There's much room for passion, ooh-no-no There's no room for fears When, the love flows smoothly between us, baby my dear-ear-ear-ear-ear
Mooooove
Move closer Move your body real close Until we feel like we're really makin' love
Give Me News I Can Use Composer(s): John Kay Performer(s): Steppenwolf
Good evening one and all, this is channel 24 Bringing you the latest news around the world Down in Florida today, someone tried to get away When he commandeered the train at Disney World Until noon it was a standoff, but then he lost his luck When someone shot him down, dressed up like Donald Duck It was a midget G-man And we're sorry that we could not show it live But we'll have film of the shooting here at five Give me some news I can use, let me smile for a while For the madness has taken it's toll Give me some news I can use, just a break for the sake Of my mind which is losing control From Washington today, called a senator to say That our future has been cancelled 'cause we're broke We called the white house without end finally reached the President Says he don't know if it's real or just a joke And last night at the playoffs, things got pretty grim They crucified the referee and tore him limb from limb Ah, you should have been there And in the weather, there's a hurricane in sight And that's the way it is with us tonight Give me some news I can use, let me smile for a while For the madness has taken it's toll Give me some news I can use, just a break for the sake Of my mind which is losing control Seems like every single day another mind gets blown away And the world goes just a little more insane I got problems of my own, tryin' to keep my house and home And I sure could stand some cheerful news again My agent called to tell me my record's on the chart It's number 90 with an anchor, I never said that it was art I gotta eat too, ya know And my buddy who still owes me for his bail He says, don't worry, your check is in the mail Give me some news I can use, let me smile for a while For the madness has taken it's toll Give me some news I can use, just a break for the sake Of my mind which is losing control
Give Me Love (Give Me Peace On Earth) Composer(s): George Harrison Performer(s): George Harrison; Dave Davies; Bob Koenig; Jeff Lynne; Marisa Monte
Give me love Give me love Give me peace on earth Give me light Give me life Keep me free from birth Give me hope Help me cope, with this heavy load Trying to, touch and reach you with heart and soul
Om m m m m m m m m m m m m m M m m My Lord . . .
Please take hold of my hand, that I might understand you
Won't you please Oh won't you
Give me love Give me love Give me peace on earth Give me light Give me life Keep me free from birth Give me hope Help me cope, with this heavy load Trying to, touch and reach you with, heart and soul
Om m m m m m m m m m m m m m M m m My Lord . . .
Please take hold of my hand, that I might understand you
Take Off Time Composer(s): Autry Inman Performer(s): Claude Gray; Don Walser
I can't wait till the sun to go down Get myself headed into town I'm a-gonna Schlitz and Bud and Bush Till I get high
I've had enough of reality Lookin' for a world of fantasy I got a plan to get a brew in my hand 'Cause it's take off time
The rent's past due and the landlord said I got till two to pay the 'lectric bill I got me on my knees, beggin' please But tonight I fly
My Wife's sat home waitin' for my check When I don't show, she's a-gonna raise heck But I got a flash, I'm a-gettin' the cash Tonight's take off time
I'm a-gonna climb to dizzying heights I'm a-gonna shine like the neon lights I'm a-gonna sing and dance and drink And blow my mind
When I get through, I'll be in a mess But I'll tell you, I couldn't care less 'Cause even so when I get this low It's take off time
Some folks fly TWA But I know a whole lot better way The comin' down's rough, the hangover's tough But I like the climb
I never had a pill and I never will But the kick is the same when you learn to kill You're troubles and blues, with a couple of brews 'Cause that's take off time
I'm a-gonna climb to dizzying heights I'm a-gonna shine like the neon lights I'm a-gonna sing and dance and drink And blow my mind
When I get through I'll be in a mess But I'll tell you, I couldn't care less 'Cause even so when I get this low It's take off time
Tora Pou Pas Stin Xenitia ((French Version: Celui Que J'aime (Nana Mouskouri)) Composer(s): Manos Hadjidakis - Nikos Gatsos Performer(s): Nana Mouskouri
Tora pou pas stin xenitia, pouli tha gino tou notia Grigora na s' antamoso Yia na sou fero to stavro pou mou paragiles na vro Dachtilidi na sou doso
Isoun kiparissi stin avli agapimeno Pios tha mou harisi to fili pou perimeno St' omorfo akrogiali kartero na mou 'rthis pali San mikro, haroumeno pouli
Isoun kiparissi stin avli agapimeno Pios tha mou harisi to fili pou perimeno St' omorfo akrogiali kartero na mou 'rthis pali San mikro, haroumeno pouli
Hrisi mou agapi, eche yia, na 'ne mazi sou i panayia Ki otan 'rthi to peristeri Tha 'ho kremasi filachto sto parathyri t' anichto Tin kardia mou san asteri
Isoun kiparissi stin avli agapimeno Pios tha mou harisi to fili pou perimeno St' omorfo akrogiali kartero na mou 'rthis pali San mikro, haroumeno pouli
Isoun kiparissi stin avli agapimeno Pios tha mou harisi to fili pou perimeno St' omorfo akrogiali kartero na mou 'rthis pali San mikro, haroumeno pouli
Mourir Sur Scène
(English, Italian, & Spanish Versions: Born To Sing; Quando Nasce Un Nuovo Amore; Morir Cantando)
Composer(s): Michel Jouveaux; Jeff Barnel
First release by: Dalida - 1983
Covered by multiple other artists
Viens, mais ne viens pas quand je serai seule Quand le rideau un jour tombera Je veux qu'il tombe derrière moi
Viens, mais ne viens pas quand je serai seul Moi qui ai tout choisi dans ma vie Je veux choisir ma mort aussi Il y a ceux qui veulent mourir un jour de pluie Et d'autres en plein soleil Il y a ceux qui veulent mourir seuls dans un lit Tranquilles dans leur sommeil
Moi je veux mourir sur scène Devant les projecteurs Oui je veux mourir sur scène Le cur ouvert tout en couleurs Mourir sans la moindre peine Au dernier rendez-vous Moi je veux mourir sur scène En chantant jusqu'au bout
Viens, mais ne vient pas quand je serai seule Tous les deux on se connaît déjà On s'est vu de près souviens-toi
Viens, mais ne viens pas quand je serai seule Choisis plutôt un soir de gala Si tu veux danser avec moi Ma vie a brûlé sous trop de lumières Je ne peux pas partir dans l'ombre Moi je veux mourir fusillée de lasers Devant une salle comble
Moi je veux mourir sur scène Devant les projecteurs Oui je veux mourir sur scène Le cur ouvert tout en couleurs Mourir sans la moindre peine Au dernier rendez-vous Moi je veux mourir sur scène En chantant jusqu'au bout Musique Mourir sans la moindre peine D'une mort bien orchestrée Moi, je veux mourir sur scène C'est là que je suis née
Give Me Louisiana Composer(s): Doralice Fontane; Dr. John Croom
Give me Louisiana The State where I was born The State of snowy cotton The best I've ever known A State of sweet magnolias And Creole melodies Oh give me Louisiana The State where I was born Oh what sweet old mem'ries The mossy old oaks bring It brings us the story of our Evangeline A State of old tradition of old plantation days Makes good ole Louisiana The sweetest of all States
Oh! Carol
Composer(s): Neil Sedaka - Howard Greenfield
First release by: Neil Sedaka - 1959
Covered by multiple other artists
Oh! Carol, I am but a fool Darling I love you though you treat me cruel You hurt me and you made me cry But if you leave me I will surely die
Darling there will never be another 'Cause I love you so don't ever leave me Say you'll never go I will always want you for my sweetheart No matter what you do Oh! Carol, I'm so in love with you
Okay Good day Welcome to our single I'm Bob McKenzie and this is my brother Doug How's it going, eh?
Beauty, eh? Yeah, I like that
Okay (Okay) Okay, everyone This record was my idea Get out! It was You're lying! He... Hosehead here just sort of rid on my coattails Why are you doing this? It was our idea together, eh? Yeah, okay (Yeah, okay) We agreed to... to say that, but... Ah, take off!
Take off! To the Great White North! Take off! It's a beauty way to go Take off! To the Great White North!
Decent singing, eh? Yeah Yeah, he's good Okay, so Good Day Our topic today is music That's right like, 'cause my brother and I are now experts in the field Yeah, right, 'cause we're a band now (Yeah, yeah, so...) And ummm... Well, except for him, I'm a band Aww How can you do that? Making me look bad You're such a hosehead Yea? Well, take off!
Take off! To the Great White North! Take off! It's a beauty way to go Take off! To the Great White North!
Hey, hosehead Yeah, what? Yeah, listen to this what's coming You know what it is? What? It's a drum solo! Okay, everyone, like this is me on the drums! Oh, get out! It is not You're not... It is so! Stop lying, will ya? Take off, eh! Aww...
Take off! To the Great White North! Take off! It's a beauty way to go Take off! To the Great White North!
Take off! To the Great White North! Take off! It's a beauty way to go Take off! To the Great White North!
Beauty, eh? Like magic, eh? It's coming in Well, that's like... It's like it was sung by angels Hey, hosehead Yeah, what? Guess what? What? It's over! Take off! That can't be it! Well... It is, yeah Yeah, it is Why? Because, well, hit records are short Like, they... No way ... yeah, they're not that long Okay So, that's our topic for today So, Good Day! Good day!
Ay, you guys! What? Take off!
Wait! No! Hey! Don't go! No! Come back, eh? Aww Look what you did! Everybody's gone because of you! You said... Come back! I won't let him do it again! My fault, eh? Yeah, your fault You are such a hoser There's no way I'll ever do another record with you Hoser Okay, that's fine! I'll do a solo album Fine then, you'll be looking for me... Yeah? I will not ...on another label Aww Now everybody's gone So? Good day! Good day!
Mourir Pour Des Idées Italian Titles: Morire Per Delle Idee; Morire Per Un'idea Composer(s): Georges Brassens Originally performed by: Georges Brassens Covered by various other artists
Mourir pour des idées, l'idée est excellente Moi j'ai failli mourir de ne l'avoir pas eu Car tous ceux qui l'avaient, multitude accablante En hurlant à la mort me sont tombés dessus Ils ont su me convaincre et ma muse insolente Abjurant ses erreurs, se rallie à leur foi Avec un soupçon de réserve toutefois Mourrons pour des idées, d'accord, mais de mort lente, D'accord, mais de mort lente
Jugeant qu'il n'y a pas péril en la demeure Allons vers l'autre monde en flânant en chemin Car, à forcer l'allure, il arrive qu'on meure Pour des idées n'ayant plus cours le lendemain Or, s'il est une chose amère, désolante En rendant l'âme à Dieu c'est bien de constater Qu'on a fait fausse route, qu'on s'est trompé d'idée Mourrons pour des idées, d'accord, mais de mort lente D'accord, mais de mort lente
Les saint jean bouche d'or qui prêchent le martyre Le plus souvent, d'ailleurs, s'attardent ici-bas Mourir pour des idées, c'est le cas de le dire C'est leur raison de vivre, ils ne s'en privent pas Dans presque tous les camps on en voit qui supplantent Bientôt Mathusalem dans la longévité J'en conclus qu'ils doivent se dire, en aparté "Mourrons pour des idées, d'accord, mais de mort lente D'accord, mais de mort lente"
Des idées réclamant le fameux sacrifice Les sectes de tout poil en offrent des séquelles Et la question se pose aux victimes novices Mourir pour des idées, c'est bien beau mais lesquelles ? Et comme toutes sont entre elles ressemblantes Quand il les voit venir, avec leur gros drapeau Le sage, en hésitant, tourne autour du tombeau Mourrons pour des idées, d'accord, mais de mort lente D'accord, mais de mort lente
Encor s'il suffisait de quelques hécatombes Pour qu'enfin tout changeât, qu'enfin tout s'arrangeât Depuis tant de "grands soirs" que tant de têtes tombent Au paradis sur terre on y serait déjà Mais l'âge d'or sans cesse est remis aux calendes Les dieux ont toujours soif, n'en ont jamais assez Et c'est la mort, la mort toujours recommencée Mourrons pour des idées, d'accord, mais de mort lente D'accord, mais de mort lente
O vous, les boutefeux, ô vous les bons apôtres Mourez donc les premiers, nous vous cédons le pas Mais de grâce, morbleu! laissez vivre les autres! La vie est à peu près leur seul luxe ici bas Car, enfin, la Camarde est assez vigilante Elle n'a pas besoin qu'on lui tienne la faux Plus de danse macabre autour des échafauds! Mourrons pour des idées, d'accord, mais de mort lente D'accord, mais de mort lente
Give Me Just A Little More Time Composer(s): Ronald Dunbar; Brian Holland; Edyth Wayne Performer(s): Chairmen Of The Board; and various other artists
Chorus: Give me just a little more time And our love will surely grow Give me just a little more time And our love will surely grow
Life's too short to make a mistake Let's think of each other and hesitate Young and impatient we may be There's no need to act foolishly If we part our hearts won't forget it Years from now we'll surely regret it
Chorus
You're young and you're in a hurry You're eager for love but don't you worry We both want the sweetness in life But these things don't come overnight Don't give up cos love's been slow Boy, we're gonna succeed with another blow
Give me just a little more time And our love will surely grow Baby please baby Baby please baby
Love is that mountain we must climb Let's climb it together your hand in mine We haven't known each other too long But the feeling I have is oh so strong I know we can make it there's no doubt We owe it to ourselves to find it out
Just
Chorus
Give me just a little more time And our love will surely grow Baby, please baby Baby, please baby
Take My Heart Composer(s): Bill Borrelli - Pat Genaro Performer(s): Al Martino
Take my heart, its yours forever Tell me yours is mine alone Since we met I cant forget you Love like this Ive never known
Every single beat tells the same refrain Wont you please believe me Darling, if we part, with you goes my heart So dont deceive me Hear my plea and say you love me Please be mine and take my heart
Oh, you should know I love you madly Please be mine and take my heart
Morire Per Delle Idee (aka Morire Per Un'idea) French Title: Mourir Pour Des Idées Composer(s): Georges Brassens; Fabrizio De André Performer(s): Fabrizio De André and various other artists (Originally performed by: Georges Brassens)
Morire per delle idee, l'idea è affascinante per poco io morivo senza averla mai avuta perchè chi ce l'aveva, una folla di gente gridando "viva la morte" proprio addosso mi è caduta
Mi avevano convinto e la mia musa insolente abiurando i suoi errori, aderì alla loro fede dicendomi peraltro in separata sede moriamo per delle idee, va bè, ma di morte lenta, va bè ma di morte lenta
Approfittando di non essere fragilissimi di cuore andiamo all'altro mondo bighellonando un poco perchè forzando il passo succede che si muore per delle idee che non han più corso il giorno dopo
Ora se c'è una cosa amara, desolante è quella di capire all'ultimo momento che l'idea giusta era un'altra, un altro movimento moriamo per delle idee, va bè, ma di morte lenta ma di morte lenta
Gli apostoli di turno che apprezzano il martirio lo predicano spesso per novant'anni almeno
Morire per delle idee sarà il caso di dirlo è il loro scopo di vivere, non sanno farne a meno
E sotto ogni bandiera li vediamo superare il buon matusalemme nella longevità per conto mio si dicono in tutta intimità moriamo per delle idee, va bè, ma di morte lenta, va bè ma di morte lenta
A chi va poi cercando verità meno fittizie ogni tipo di setta offre moventi originali e la scelta è imbarazzante per le vittime novizie morire per delle idee è molto bello ma per quali
E il vecchio che si porta già i fiori sulla tomba vedendole venire dietro il grande stendardo pensa "speriamo bene che arrivino in ritardo" moriamo per delle idee, va bè, ma di morte lenta, va bè ma di morte lenta
E voi gli sputafuoco, e voi i nuovi santi crepate pure per primi noi vi cediamo il passo però per gentilezza lasciate vivere gli altri la vita è grosso modo il loro unico lusso tanto più che la carogna è già abbastanza attenta non c'è nessun bisogno di reggerle la falce basta con le garrote in nome della pace moriamo per delle idee, va bè, ma di morte lenta ma di morte lenta
Give Me Forty Acres Composer(s): Earl Green; John William Greene Performer(s): The Willis Brothers; Jim McReynolds; Red Simpson
He was headin' into Boston in a big, long diesel truck It was his first trip to Boston, he was having lots of luck He was going the wrong direction down a one-way street in town And this is what he said when the police chased him down
Chorus: Give me forty acres and I'll turn this rig around It's the easiest way that I've found ... Some guys can turn it on a dime or turn it right downtown But I need forty acres to turn this rig around
When he finally found where to unload, he had a dreadful shock His trailer pointed toward the road and his cab right to the dock And as he looked around him through the tears he made this sound Oh, give me forty acres and I'll turn this rig around
Chorus
When he finally got unloaded, he was glad to leave the town He was very, very happy, headin' back to Alabam' When up ahead he saw a sign, said; "You are Northward bound" He said; "Give me forty acres and I'll turn this rig around"
He was driving down the right lane, when ahead he saw a sign Now he's gotta make a left turn, but he cannot get in line And the tears were streaming down his cheeks and they all heard him yell "Give me forty sticks of dynamite and I'll blow this thing to ...!"
You Take My Breath Away Composer(s): Claire Hamill First release by: Claire Hamill - 1974
Sometimes it amazes me how strong the power of love can be and sometimes you just take my breath away You've watched my love grow like a child sometimes gentle and sometimes wild and sometimes you just take my breath away
It's too good to slip by it's too good to lose too good to be there just to use Gonna stand on a mountain top and tell the news that you take my breath away
Your beauty is there in all I see and when I feel your eyes on me ooh don't you know you just take my breath away My life is yours my heart will be singing for you eternally oh don't you know you just take my breath away
It's too good to slip by it's too good to lose too good to be there just to use Gonna stand on a mountain top and tell the news that you take my breath away
Sometimes it amazes me how strong the power of love can be and sometimes you just take my breath away My life is yours my heart will be singing for you eternally oh don't you know you just take my breath away
It's too good to slip by it's too good to lose too good to be there just to use Gonna stand on a mountain top and tell the news that you take my breath away
Mourir En Toi Composer(s): Georges Chelon; Claude Valois
Performer(s): Georges Chelon
Plus fort que les mots, il y a le silence Et nos corps lentement balancent Au-delà des serments qui mentent comme les rêves Il y a l'envie de boire tes lèvres Sur le sable encore chaud, donne-moi rien qu'une heure Je veux mourir en toi comme les vagues meurent Surtout ne me dis pas d'où tu viens, où tu vas Tu es femme et tu es l'autre moitié de moi Et puis mourir en toi Et puis me fondre en toi Comme l'eau dans la terre Le fleuve dans la mer Je veux me perdre en toi Et puis mourir en toi Et puis me fondre en toi Comme un vaisseau perdu Je ne reviendrai plus Je veux mourir en toi J'ai les yeux grands ouverts Mais je ne te vois pas Tu me serres, et pourtant j'ai froid J'entends battre ton cur Mais c'est plus comme avant Avant je l'entendais dedans Pourquoi m'as-tu chassé? J'étais bien dans ton ventre Je veux y retourner J'ai peur et tu me manques Et puis mourir en toi Et puis me fondre en toi Comme l'eau dans la terre Le fleuve dans la mer Je veux me perdre en toi Et puis mourir en toi Et puis me fondre en toi Comme un vaisseau perdu Je ne reviendrai plus Je veux mourir en toi
Give Me Back That Old Familiar Feeling Composer(s): Bill C. Graham Performer(s): Glen Campbell; Denny Doherty; Sara Gazarek; Wayne Newton; Cliff Richard; The Whites
I keep waiting for a song to come and sing you back to me I never felt so free as when I had you Our rhythm was the best that's touched the likes of me I was really me when I had you
Give me back that old familiar feeling It left me feeling like I was someone Give me back the song we sang in harmony Just you and me singing together
My radio still plays the songs you like to hear I wish you were here; oh, I need you I'll take the time and tune the station in real clear As if you were here; oh, I love you
Give me back that old familiar feeling It left me feeling like I was someone Give me back the song we sang in harmony Just you and me singing together
Give me back that old familiar feeling It left me feeling like I was someone Give me back the song we sang in harmony Just you and me singing together
Give me back that old familiar feeling It left me feeling like I was someone Give me back the song we sang in harmony Just you and me singing together
