Retro-Songteksten: Evergreens, Classics, Old-Time Favourites, Hits Uit Onze Jeugd
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That Makes It Tough Composer(s): Buddy Holly Performer(s): Buddy Holly; Lazy Cowgirls
Time goes by, I'll still remember you That makes it tough- Oh so tough When you tell me you don't love me That makes it tough- Oh so tough- oh oh oh When you say you don't care no more
Memories will follow me forever Though I know my dreams will not come true All those precious things we shared together Time goes by I'll still remember you
And that makes it tough- Oh so tough When you tell me you don't love me That makes it tough- Oh so tough- oh oh oh When you say you don't care no more
My Wonderful One Composer(s): Jimmy Sweeney Performer(s): Marty Robbins
All the islands are sad cause you're leavin' me The Lord only knows just how lonesome I'll be The days, the nights we shared were so much fun My darlin', my wonderful one
My wonderful one, my wonderful one You're sailing out to the sea My wonderful one, my wonderful one Oh hurry home, please hurry home to me
My wonderful one, my wonderful one You're sailing out to the sea My wonderful one, my wonderful one Oh hurry home, please hurry home to me
Gue Gue Composer(s): Dave Guard; Bob Shane; Nick Reynolds Performer(s): The Kingston Trio
Gue-gue solingaie, balliez chimin-la Gue-gue solingaie, balliez chimin-la M'a dis li, oui, m'a dis li Calbass' li connain parler Calbass' li connain parler
Sleep, sleep, don't you weep Dry your tears a-while Dream, dream, then you'll hear the singing crocodile Oh, dreaming, we'll go dreaming Hush, now, baby don't you cry
Sail, sail, pretty babe while the moon is low Through bright bayou night the dreamboats drifting slow Oh, dreaming, we'll go dreaming Hush, now, baby don't you cry
That Lucky Fellow Composer(s): Oscar Hammerstein II - Jerome Kern Performer(s): Robert Shackleton & Grace McDonald and multiple other artists
That lucky fellow, who gets you Who knows you love him, and lets you Oh, how he'll laugh when you play the clown Oh, how he'll mope while he works in town
But with each long day behind him The failing sunlight will find him Back in your arms, where he wants to be How I'd want those arms, if I were he
That lucky lady who gets you Who knows you love her, and lets you Oh, how she'll laugh when you play the clown Oh, how she'll mope while he works in town
But with each long day behind her The failing sunlight will find her Back in your arms, where she wants to be How I'd want those arms, if I were she
My Wonderful One (aka Wonderful One) Composer(s): Ferde Grofé; Paul Whiteman; Marshall Neilan; Dorothy Terriss Performer(s): Judy Garland & Mickey Rooney and various other artists
........... that I love you so Awake or sleeping My hearts's in your keeping And calling to you soft and low
My wonderful one Whenever I'm dreaming Love's lovelight a-gleaming I see My wonderful one How my arms ache to hold, dear To cuddle and fold you to me
Just you, only you In the shadowy twilight In silvery moonlight There's none like you, I adore you My life I'll live for you, Oh, my wonderful, wonderful one
Gudbuy T'Jane Composer(s): Noddy Holder; James Whild Lea Performer(s): Slade; and various other artists
Goodbye to Jane, goodbye to Jane She's a dark horse see if she can Goodbye to Jane, goodbye to Jane, painted up like a fancy young man
[Chorus]: She's a queen can't you see what I mean She's a queen See, (see) see, she's a queen And I know she's alright, alright, alright, alright I say you're so young you're so young I say you're so young you're so young I say you're so young you're so young
I said Goodbye to Jane, goodbye to Jane, Get a kick from her forties trip boots Goodbye to Jane, goodbye to Jane, has them made to match up to her suits
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I said Goodbye to Jane, goodbye to Jane Like a dark horse see how she ran Goodbye to Jane, goodbye to Jane, spits on me cos' she knows that she can
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I say you're so young, she's alright, alright, alright, alright. I say you're so young you're so young, alright, alright I say you're so young ...
Child Of Peace Composer(s): Bob Farrell Performer(s): Sandi Patti
On a night of promise long ago When a star announced the light of hope To a world that knew no peace before The holy child of peace was born But he stirred their longings deep within For his kingdom knew no end From a place eternal high above The wondrous child of peace had come Child of comfort, child of light Hope that drowns away the night Touch our lives from heaven above Oh child of peace, we need your love In a world where peace eludes us still Where the heart exerts its will At a time when words are not enough Oh child of peace we need your love Oh man of peace we need your love God who only knows our need Come to us, oh child of peace
My Woman, My Woman, My Wife Composer(s): Marty Robbins Originally performed by: Marty Robbins Covered by various other artists
Hands that are strong, but wrinkled Doin' work that never gets done Hair that's lost some of the beauty By too many hours in the sun
Eyes that show some disappointment And there's been quite a lot in her life She's the foundation I lean on My woman, my woman, my wife
Everyday has been uphill Oh, we've climbed, but we can't reach the top I'm weak and I'm easily discouraged She just smiles when I want to stop
Lips that are weary but tender With love that strengthens my life A Saint in a dress made of gingham My woman, my woman, my wife
Two little babies were born in the Spring But died when the Winter was new I lost control of my mind and my soul But my woman's faith carried us through
When she reaches that river Lord, you know what she's worth Give her that mansion up yonder 'Cause she's been through hell here on Earth
Lord, give her my share of Heaven If I've earned any here in this life 'Cause, God, I believe she deserves it My woman, my woman, my wife
Guardian Angels Composer(s): Gerda Beilenson; Harpo Marx Performer(s): Mario Lanza; and various other artists
Guardian angels around my bed Joining me in my prayers They hush the shadows When they dance above They shew away the bears
Guardian angels to comfort me If I wake in the night They gather all of my dreams Their halo's are my light They dry my tears If I should weep They tuck me They rouse me from my sleep
Guardian angels around my head Standing by till I rise There's one with shinning wings That holds my hand And shows me paradise
Guardian angels to comfort me If I wake in the night They gather all of my dreams Their halo's are my light They dry my tears If I should weep They tuck me They rouse me from my sleep
Guardian angels around my head Standing by till I rise There's one with shinning wings That holds my hand And shows me paradise
That Lovely Weekend Composer(s): Moira Heath - Ted Heath Performer(s): Vera Lynn and multiple other artists
I havent said Thanks for that lovely weekend Those two days in heaven you helped me to spend The thrill of your kiss as you stepped off the train The smile in your eyes was like sun after rain
To mark the occasion we went out to dine Remember the laughter, the music, the wine That drive in the taxi when midnight had flown And breakfast next morning just we two alone
You had to go, the time was so short We both had so much to say Your kit to be packed, the train to be caught Sorry I cried but I just felt that way
And now you have gone dear this letter I pen My heart travels with you till we meet again Keep smiling, my darling, and someday well spend A lifetime as sweet, a lifetime as sweet as That lovely weekend
I havent said Thanks for that lovely weekend Those two days in heaven you helped me to spend And the thrill of your kiss as you stepped off the train The smile in your eyes was like sun after rain
And to mark the occasion we went out to dine Do you remember the laughter, how we laughed, and the music Harry Roys Band, and,and the wine, no champagne, just er just wine Then we waited a long time for a taxi, but we got one at last
And then breakfast the next morning, just we two alone And then I had to go, and time was so short And we both had so much to say, and you packed my kit And the train had to be caught, and what a train And then I cried
And now that youve gone dear, this letter I pen My heart travels with you until we meet again So keep smiling my darling and someday well spend A lifetime as sweet as that lovely weekend
My Window Faces The South Composer(s): Jay Livingston; Mitchell Parish; Abner Silver Performer(s): Willie Nelson
My window faces the south I'm almost halfway to heaven Snow is falling
but still I can't see fields of cotton calling to me My window faces the south
and though I am far from the Swanee I'm never frownin' or down in the mouth
my window faces the south
My window faces the south... My window faces the south
Mi verso es de un verde claro Y de un carmin encendido Mi verso es de un verde claro Y de un carmin encendido Mi verso es un ciervo herido Que busca en el monte amparo
Con los pobres de la tierra Quiero yo mi suerte echar Con los pobres de la tierra Quiero yo mi suerte echar El arroyo de la sierra Me complace más que el mar
Show me a girl peace and harmony in her heart When things go wrong there will be no falling apart One who understands, that things aren't always gonna go right and I'll show you a man who can show you the light
Show me a boy when the burden's on his shoulder As time goes on seems to only make him bolder Then I met you Something that I can't explain This feeling that I get is like I'm going insane
It's that look in your eyes, that say you love me And all the silly things that you do Those feelings that I get from the stars above me Tells me you're for me And I'm the one for you
Hey, I thank you baby I thank you baby I thank you
Show me a girl that can make me feel better With a kiss sealed inside a perfumed letter One who understands, when the tour is six months long And waiting with open arms, 'cos it's been too long
Show me a boy whose loving that I'm missing Who can be there when I need someone to listen One who keeps in mind that I should never be alone Because I'll be there even if it's by telephone
It's that look in your eyes, that say you love me And all the silly things that you do Those feelings that I get when ever you're near me Tells me you're for me And I'm the one for you
Yeah, I thank you baby I thank you baby Yeah, I thank you baby
My Wild Irish Rose Composer(s): Chauncey Olcott Performer(s): John McCormack
If you'll listen, I'll sing you a sweet little song Of a flower that's now drooped and dead Yet dearer to me, yes, than all of its mates Tho' each holds aloft its proud head 'Twas given to me by a girl that I know Since we've met, faith, I've known no repose She is dearer by far than the world's brightest star And I call her my wild Irish Rose My wild Irish Rose The sweetest flow'r that grows You may search ev'rywhere But none can compare With my wild Irish Rose My wild Irish Rose The dearest flow'r that grows And some day for my sake She may let me take The bloom from my wild Irish Rose
They may sing of their roses which, by other names Would smell just as sweetly, they say But I know that my Rose would never consent To have that sweet name taken away Her glances are shy when e'er I pass by The bower, where my true love grows And my one wish has been that some day I may win The heart of my wild Irish Rose My wild Irish Rose The sweetest flow'r that grows You may search ev'rywhere But none can compare With my wild Irish Rose My wild Irish Rose The dearest flow'r that grows And some day for my sake She may let me take The bloom from my wild Irish Rose
Guantanamera Composer(s): Hector Angulo; José Marti; J.M. Rivat; Pete Seeger Performer(s): Joe Dassin; Nana Mouskouri
Guantanamera, ma ville Guantanamera Guantanamera, ma ville Guantanamera
C'était un homme en déroute C'était un frère, sans doute Il n'avait ni lien ni place Et sur les routes de l'exil Sur les sentiers, sur les places Il me parlait de sa ville
Guantanamera, ma ville Guantanamera Guantanamera, ma ville Guantanamera
Là-bas, sa maison de misère Etait plus blanche que le coton Les rues de sable et de terre Sentaient le rhum et le melon Sous leurs jupons de dentelle Dieu que les femmes étaient belles
Guantanamera, ma ville Guantanamera Guantanamera, ma ville Guantanamera
Il me reste toute la terre Mais je n'en demandais pas tant Quand j'ai passé la frontière Il n' y avait plus rien devant J'allais d'escale en escale Loin de ma terre natale
Guantanamera, ma ville Guantanamera Guantanamera, ma ville Guantanamera
That Lonesome Road Composer(s): James Taylor - Don Grolnick Performer(s): James Taylor and multiple other artists
Walk down that lonesome road all by yourself Don't turn your head back over your shoulder And only stop to rest yourself when the silver moon Is shining high above the trees
If I had stopped to listen once or twice If I had closed my mouth and opened my eyes If I had cooled my head and warmed my heart I'd not be on this road tonight
Carry on
Never mind feeling sorry for yourself It doesn't save you from your troubled mind
Walk down that lonesome road all by yourself Don't turn your head back over your shoulder And only stop to rest yourself when the silver moon Is shining high above the trees
My Wife Is On A Diet Composer(s): Charles Tobias; George J. Bennett Performer(s): Leslie Sarony; Eddie Cantor; Hoosier Hot Shots
Whats the greatest problem now throughout the land Whats the only problem needs a helping hand It isnt Philip Snowden, or tax relief I find Its something more important now on everybodys mind Just walk into any home today Its ten to one youll hear each husband say
My wife is on a diet, and since shes on a diet Home isnt home any more No gravy and potatoes, just lettuce and tomatoes Where are the pies I adore Oh, oh, oh, oh, what a disgrace Im ashamed to look a grapefruit straight in the face My wife is on a diet, and since shes on a diet Im losing a pound every day
Monday, grapefruit, breakfast and for dinner And at night some orange juice Tuesday, grapefruit, boys I growing thinner All my clothes are getting loose Wednesday, Thursday, I feel satisfied Then I change to coffee, with grapefruit on the side Friday till Sunday is more than I can stand Before the eighteenth day Ill have a lily in my hand
My wife is on a diet, and since shes on a diet Home isnt home any more No gravy and potatoes, just lettuce and tomatoes Where are the pies I adore Crabs and shrimps I must leave alone Im the only lobster shell allow in my home My wife is on a diet, and since shes on a diet Shes gaining a pound every day
Oh, oh, oh, shes driving me wild One look at her onions and I cry like a child
Guantanamera Composer(s): Joseito Fernandez; José Marti; Pete Seeger; Julian Orbon Performer(s): Pete Seeger; Arlo Guthrie and various other artists
Yo soy un hombre sincero De donde crecen las palmas Yo soy un hombre sincero De donde crecen las palmas Y antes de morirme quiero Echar mis versos del alma
Mi verso es de un verde claro Y de un carmin encendido Mi verso es de un verde claro Y de un carmin encendido Mi verso es un ciervo herido Que busca en el monte amparo
Chorus
I am a truthful man from this land of palm trees Before dying I want to share these poems of my soul My verses are light green But they are also flaming red
I cultivate a rose in June and in January For the sincere friend who gives me his hand And for the cruel one who would tear out this heart with which I live I do not cultivate thistles nor nettles I cultivate a white rose
Cultivo la rosa blanca En junio como en enero Qultivo la rosa blanca En junio como en enero Para el amigo sincero Que me da su mano franca
Chorus
Y para el cruel que me arranca El corazon con que vivo Y para el cruel que me arranca El corazon con que vivo Cardo ni ortiga cultivo Cultivo la rosa blanca
Chorus
Con los pobres de la tierra Quiero yo mi suerte echar Con los pobres de la tierra Quiero yo mi suerte echar El arroyo de la sierra Me complace mas que el mar
That Little Difference Composer(s): Monroe Fields - Shirley Tackitt - Carmol Taylor Performer(s): Carmol Taylor
Well it's just a little difference in a woman and a man And the things that they can do They can fly a plane, or run a train And that much we know is true
They can drive a truck, enforce the law And they're good at all these things But there's still a little difference in a woman and a man And that will never change
Well a long time ago, my Daddy said, "Son Let me tell you about the birds and bees" He said "There's a difference in a woman and a man" As he sat there a-talkin' to me
"It makes some good and it makes some bad And it makes some cheat and lie" It was then I told him everything I knew And it really took him by surprise
Well, that little difference I'm a-talkin' about S'what makes the world go round That little difference I'm a-talkin' about Makes a bulldog choke a hound
It makes the roosters crow and the cats all fight And the bulls jump through the fence Well, it's just a little difference in a woman and a man I'm glad for that little difference
That little difference will make a little man Fight like an old grizzly bear And according to the story that same little difference Is what cut off Samson's hair
Well it all started with Adam and Eve And it's been great since that time If you want somethin' better than that little difference It's gonna be hard to find
Yeah, that little difference I'm a-talkin' about S'what makes the world go round That little difference I'm a-talkin' about Makes a bulldog choke a hound
It makes the roosters crow and the cats all fight And the bulls jump through the fence Well there's just a little difference in a woman and a man Thank God for that little difference
Well that little difference I'm a-talkin' about S'what makes the world go round That little difference I'm a-talkin' about Makes a bulldog choke a hound
It makes the roosters crow and the cats all fight And the bulls jump through the fence Well there's just a little difference...
My Wife Composer(s): John Entwistle Performer(s): The Who and various other artists
My life's in jeopardy Murdered in cold blood is what I'm gonna be I ain't been home since Friday night And now my wife is coming after me Give me police protection
Gonna buy a gun so I can look after number one Give me a bodyguard A back belt Judo expert with a machine gun
Gonna buy a tank and an aeroplane When she catches up with me Won't be no time to explain She thinks I've been with another woman And that's enough to send her half insane
Gonna buy a fast car Put on my lead boots And take a long, long drive I may end up spending all my money But I'll still be alive
All I did was have a bit too much to drink And I picked the wrong precinct Got picked up by the law And now I ain't got time to think
Gonna buy a tank and an aeroplane When she catches up with me Won't be no time to explain She thinks I've been with another woman And that's enough to send her half insane
Gonna buy a fast car Put on my lead boots And take a long, long drive I may end up spending all my money But I'll still be alive
And I'm oh so tired of running Gonna lay down on the floor I gotta rest some time so I can get to run some more
