Retro-Songteksten: Evergreens, Classics, Old-Time Favourites, Hits Uit Onze Jeugd
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The Boston Rag Composer(s): Walter Becker - Donald Fagen Performer(s): Steely Dan
Any news was good news And the feeling was bad at home I was out of mind and you Were on the phone Lonnie was the kingpin Back in nineteen sixty-five I was singing this song When Lonnie came alive
Bring back the Boston Rag Tell all your buddies That it ain't no drag Bring back the Boston Rag
You were Lady Bayside There was nothing that I could do So I pointed my car down Seventh Avenue Lonnie swept the playroom And he swallowed up all he found It was forty-eight hours til Lonnie came around
Can't Get Enough
((Finnish Version: Älä Härnää (by Kirka) - 1975))
Composer(s): Mick Ralphs
First release by: Bad Company - 1974
Well I take, whatever I want And baby, I want you You give me something I need Now tell me I got something for you Come on, come on, come on and do it Come on, and do what you do
I can't get enough of your luva, huh I can't get enough of your luuva I can't get enough of your luuuva
Listen! Well it's late and I want love Love that's gonna break me in two Gonna hang me up in the doorway Gonna hang me up like ya do yeah! Come on, come on, come on and do it Come on Come on do what you do Woah!
I can't get enough of your luva I can't get enough of your luuva huh I can't get enough of your luuuva what I say now
I can't get enough of your luva, ow! I can't get enough of your luuva Aah! I can't get enough of your luuuva say it again? Uh huh
I can't get enough of your luva I can't get enough of your luuva Ooh! I can't get enough of your luuuva
And I gotta tell you baby that I love you so much I can't get enough of your love I love you so much I can't get enough of your love I can't get enough of your love You know what I'm saying baby I can't get enough of your luva
I can't get enough, enough of your luv I can't get enough, enough of your luv hah I can't get enough of your luuuva Yeah this one this one Woah! O come on baby come on my little child lover Ooooooh
The Boss Composer(s): Nickolas Ashford - Valerie Simpson Performer(s): Diana Ross
Fancy me Thought I had my degree In life and how love Ought to be a run
I had a one step plan to prove it Guide in my pocket for fools Folly and fun Love had to show me one thing
I was so right So right Thought I could turn emotion On and off I was so sure So sure (I was so sure) But love taught me Who was who was who was the boss (Taught me who was who was the boss)
I'd defy Anyone who claimed that I Didn't control whatever moved in my soul I could tempt Touch delight Just because you fell for me Why should I feel uptight Love had to show me one thing:
I was so right So right Thought I could turn emotion On and off I was so sure So sure (I was so sure) But love taught me Who was who was who was the boss (Taught me who was who was the boss)
Love taught me Taught me Taught me Taught me
I was so right So right Thought I could turn emotion On and off I was so sure So sure (I was so sure) But love taught me Who was who was who was the boss (Taught me who was who was the boss)
Can't Get By Without You
Composer(s): Michael Denne - Ken Gold
Performer(s): The Real Thing
No way - no way - no way
When I leave your door
when we say good-night
It hurts me more and more
'cause girl
it just ain't right
To end the day like this with no more than a kiss
And spend the night just dreaming of the things
we're gonna miss
If I have my way girl
we'd be together more and more each day
We'd go on forever
lovers hand in hand
can't you understand
Girl
you've got to be my woman
I've got to be your man!
'Cause I can't get by without you
I need you more each day
The way I feel about you leaves nothing more to say
'Cause I love you girl
I need you
And I can't get by without you - no way!
It's a sad affair
wasting precious time that you and I could share
Girl
it's such a crime to hear you call my name
it's a crying shame
When we're not together then there's only time to blame
There will come a day girl
I do believe
It's not too far away when I can say good-night
And still be by your side to dry the tears you cried
And I'll have all the love I need to keep me satisfied
'Cause I can't get by without you
I need you more each day
I can't get by without you
I need you more each day
Can't get by without you - can't get by without you
Can't get by without you
I can't get by without you
I need you more each day
I can't get by without you
I need you more each day
Festa Composer(s): Dorival Caymi; Lani Hall; N. Motta Performer(s): Sergio Mendes
La, la, la, laia, la, la, la La, la, la, laia, lai, ala La, la, la, laia, la, la, la La, lai, ala
La, la, la, laia, la, la, la La, la, la, laia, lai, ala La, la, la, laia, la, la, la La, lai, ala
Tanta gente cansada, calada sem voz Sem rumo sem riso, sem vez Sem passado a lembrar Nem canção pra cantar Mas é festa e a ordem do rei é cantar E o canto calado sem voz Pensamento no tempo a voar
A rua em festa e em mim Todo mundo rodando a dançar Eu na roda, na dança e você Você nem viu Mas mesmo assim fui feliz Fui criança na dança sem você Com certeza o que é bom é pra dar Não prometi
I can't wait I've been waiting so long for this night My songs they were meant for this night If I find you alone Then I'll know I was right
Take this time to remember That once we were one I can't take this time that you've gone Please remember that once we loved
The carnival started today And everyone lives for the sight The children will dance all the day And sing all night
Yes, the carnival started today My arms will be looking for you And maybe you'll reach for my hand And if you do......
La, la, la, laia, la, la, la La, la, la, laia, lai, ala La, la, la, laia, la, la, la La, lai, ala
La, la, la, laia, la, la, la La, la, la, laia, lai, ala La, la, la, laia, la, la, la La, lai, ala
The Border Composer(s): Russ Ballard - Dewey Bunnell Performer(s): America
You must be lost in a faraway land I searched forever your footprints in the sand I feel you need me, I have to answer That desperate call that I do not understand
A burning bridge, a lonely highway Another dark night thinking alone What could've happened, am I just dreaming It doesn't matter but there's one thing that I know
If I could make it to the border If I could make it to the coast If I could make it to the border I'd be in the arms of the girl I love the most
Do, do, do, do, do, do, do, do, do, do, do, do, do Make it to the border
So on and on I keep on running To make the border before the light Just one more river, then I can make it Again you'll be in my arms tonight
If I could make it to the border If I could make it to the coast If I could make it to the border I'd be in the arms of the girl I love the most
Do, do, do, do, do, do, do, do, do, do, do, do, do Make it to the border Do, do, do, do, do, do, do, do, do, do, do, do, do Make it to the border
If I could make it to the border If I could make it to the coast If I could make it to the border I'd be in the arms of the girl I love the most
Do, do, do, do, do, do, do, do, do, do, do, do, do Make it to the border Do, do, do, do, do, do, do, do, do, do, do, do, do Make it to the border Do, do, do, do, do, do, do, do, do, do, do, do, do Make it to the border Do, do, do, do, do, do, do, do, do, do, do, do, do Make it to the border...
Can't Find My Way Home
Composer(s): Steve Winwood
First release by: Blind Faith
Covered by multiple other artists
Come down off your throne and leave your body alone somebody must change You are the reason I've been waiting so long somebody holds the key Well, I'm near the end and I just ain't got the time And I'm wasted and I can't find my way home
Come down on your own and leave your body alone somebody must change You are the reason I've been waiting all these years somebody holds the key Well, I'm near the end and I just ain't got the time And I'm wasted and I can't find my way home
Ferryboat Serenade
((Italian Version: La Piccinina (by Carlo Buti))
Composer(s): Harold Adamson - Eldo DiLazzaro - Mario Panzeri
Performer(s): The Andrews Sisters
and multiple other artists
I have never been aboard a steamer I am just content to be a dreamer Even if I could afford a steamer I will take the ferry boat every time
I love to ride the ferry Where music is so merry There's a man who plays the concertina On the moonlit upper deck arena
While boys and girls are dancing While sweethearts are romancing Life is like a mardi-gras Funiculi, funicula
Happy, we cling together Happy, we sing together Happy, with the ferry boat serenade
I am happy, very, very happy When we're on the ferry The music is so merry There's a man who plays the concertina On the moonlit upper deck arena, arena
I love to ride the ferry Where music is so merry There's a man who always plays the concertina, oh my On the moonlit upper deck arena, by and by
While the boys and girls are dancing, oh dancing While, while the sweethearts are romancing Life is like a mardi-gras Funiculi, funicula
Happy, we cling together Happy, we sing together Happy with the ferry boat serenade
I love to ride the ferry Sailing, sailing where, where the music is so merry There's a man who just plays the concertina On the moonlit upper deck arena
All the while the boys and girls are dancing Look around and you see sweethearts romancing Life is like a mardi-gras Funiculi, funicula
Happy, we cling together Happy, we sing together Happy, with the ferry boat serenade
The Book Of My Life Composer(s): Sting Performer(s): Sting
Let me watch by the fire and remember my days And it may be a trick of the firelight But the flickering pages that trouble my sight Is a book I'm afraid to write
It's the book of my days, it's the book of my life And it's cut like a fruit on the blade of a knife And it's all there to see as the section reveals There's some sorrow in every life
If it reads like a puzzle, a wandering maze Then I won't understand 'til the end of my days I'm still forced to remember Remember the words of my life
There are promises broken and promises kept Angry words that were spoken, when I should have wept There's a chapter of secrets, and words to confess If I lose everything that I possess There's a chapter on loss and a ghost who won't die There's a chapter on love where the ink's never dry There are sentences served in a prison I built out of lies
Though the pages are numbered I can't see where they lead For the end is a mystery no-one can read In the book of my life
There's a chapter on fathers a chapter on sons There are pages of conflicts that nobody won And the battles you lost and your bitter defeat There's a page where we fail to meet
There are tales of good fortune that couldn't be planned There's a chapter on god that I don't understand There's a promise of Heaven and Hell but I'm damned if I see
Though the pages are numbered I can't see where they lead For the end is a mystery no-one can read In the book of my life
Now the daylight's returning And if one sentence is true All these pages are burning And all that's left is you
Though the pages are numbered I can't see where they lead For the end is a mystery no-one can read In the book of my life
Can't Fight This Feeling Composer(s): Kevin Cronin Originally performed by: REO Speedwagon
I can't fight this feeling any longer And yet I'm still afraid to let it flow What started out as friendship, has grown stronger I only wish I had the strength to let it show I tell myself that I can't hold out forever I said there is no reason for my fear 'Cause I feel so secure when we're together You give my life direction You make everything so clear
And even as I wander I'm keeping you in sight You're a candle in the window On a cold, dark winter's night And I'm getting closer than I ever thought I might
And I can't fight this feeling anymore I've forgotten what I started fighting for It's time to bring this ship into the shore And throw away the oars, forever
'Cause I can't fight this feeling anymore I've forgotten what I started fighting for And if I have to crawl upon the floor Come crushing through your door Baby, I can't fight this feeling anymore
My life has been such a whirlwind since I saw you I've been running round in circles in my mind And it always seems that I'm following you, girl 'Cause you take me to the places that alone I'd never find
And even as I wander I'm keeping you in sight You're a candle in the window on a cold, dark winter's night And I'm getting closer than I ever thought I might
And I can't fight this feeling anymore I've forgotten what I started fighting for It's time to bring this ship into the shore And throw away the oars, forever
'Cause I can't fight this feeling anymore I've forgotten what I started fighting for And if I have to crawl upon the floor Come crushing through your door Baby, I can't fight this feeling anymore
The Book Composer(s): Hans Gottwald - Paddy Roberts Performer(s): David Whitfield
There's a book that my mother gave me That I read when the long day is through And the stories of old In leaves edged with gold Guide me whatever I do For I know in its worn old pages I shall find peace of mind when I look And the wisdom of all the ages Is there in my mother's book
It's a book that my mother gave me That I read when the long day is through And the stories of old In leaves edged with gold Guide me whatever I do For I know in its worn old pages I shall find peace of mind when I look And the wisdom of all the ages Is there in my mother's book
Ferris Wheel Composer(s): Donovan Performer(s): Donovan; Lena Horne; Gabor Szabo
Walking in the seashore twilight It's then you spy carnival lights You slowly near the magic sight Tangerine sky minus one kite Take time an' tie your pretty hair The gypsy driver doesn't care If you catch your hair in the ferris wheel on top In the ferris wheel on top A silver bicycle you shall ride To bathe your mind in the quiet tide Far off as it seems your hair will mend With a Samson's strength to begin again Take time an' dry your pretty eyes Watch the seagull fly far-off skies To build its nest in the ferris wheel on top In the ferris wheel on top If ever I reach her And the moral here, if any, my friend Follow through your dream to the end Dig the seagull fly across the sky To build its nest in the ferris wheel In the ferris wheel
Opportunity Please Knock Composer(s): Oscar Brown Jr. Performer(s): Chris Connor and multiple other artists
The older I grow The older I grow With every tick of the clock While I wait for mister Opportunity to knock Opportunity, just knock! Opportunity, please knock!
You don't have to come Beatin' on no drum You don't have to bam Like a battering ram And beat down my door Because I couldn't stand the shock! Opportunity, just knock! Opportunity, please knock!
Don't come with a pash Or a lightnin' flash Don't land in my room With a thunderous boom Don't fly through my window Like a house brick or rock Opportunity, just knock! Opportunity, please knock!
Knock and then enter You'll be more than welcome here! Show me a chance that's just halfway fair And let me take it from there! Opportunity, please Opportunity, please knock!
There's a ship out at sea Comin' in for me I'm all set to go Knock and let me know And then get on your mock And I will race you to the dock! Opportunity, just knock! Opportunity, please knock!
Opportunity, just knock! Opportunity, just knock! Opportunity, please, please!
Can't Even Get The Blues No More
Composer(s): Thomas William Damphier - Rick Carnes
Performer(s): Reba McEntire
I walk into the kitchen The silverware is gone The furniture is missing I guess you got it all uh-huh This is where it ought to hurt Seems like every time you leave me You try to think of something worse
I can't even get the blues no more I try to worry like I did before And nothing happens when I walk the floor So what am I supposed to do I toss and turn but then I fall asleep I'm going under but it's not too deep You want to hurt me but it's just no use I can't even get the blues
Well this time ain't no different The sun's up in the sky Sitting on the back porch Clouds are rolling by Oh this is where it ought to rain But it doesn't really matter To me it's all about the same
I can't even get the blues no more I try to worry like I did before And nothing happens when I walk the floor So what am I supposed to do I toss and turn but then I fall asleep I'm going under but it's not too deep You want to hurt me but it's just no use I can't even get the blues (You try and hurt me)
I can't even get the blues no more I try to worry like I did before And nothing happens when I walk the floor So what am I supposed to do I toss and turn but then I fall asleep I'm going under but it's not too deep You want to hurt me but it's just no use I can't even get the blues
Fernando Composer(s): B. Tommy Andersson; Björn Ulvaeus Performer(s): ABBA; and various other artists
Can you hear the drums Fernando? I remember long ago another starry night like this In the firelight Fernando You were humming to yourself and softly strumming your guitar I could hear the distant drums And sounds of bugle calls were coming from afar They were closer now Fernando Every hour every minute seemed to last eternally I was so afraid Fernando We were young and full of life and none of us prepared to die And I'm not ashamed to say The roar of guns and cannons almost made me cry
There was something in the air that night The stars were bright, Fernando They were shining there for you and me For liberty, Fernando Though I never thought that we could lose There's no regret If I had to do the same again I would, my friend, Fernando
Now we're old and grey Fernando And since many years I haven't seen a rifle in your hand Can you hear the drums Fernando? Do you still recall the frightful night we crossed the Rio Grande? I can see it in your eyes How proud you were to fight for freedom in this land
There was something in the air that night The stars were bright, Fernando They were shining there for you and me For liberty, Fernando Though I never thought that we could lose There's no regret If I had to do the same again I would, my friend, Fernando
There was something in the air that night The stars were bright, Fernando They were shining there for you and me For liberty, Fernando Though I never thought that we could lose There's no regret If I had to do the same again I would, my friend, Fernando Yes, if I had to do the same again I would, my friend, Fernando...
Peace, Brother! Composer(s): Jimmy Van Heusen - Eddie De Lange Performer(s): Mildred Bailey; Benny Goodman
Peace brother, ain't you glad you're young and able? Peace brother, chicken's on the table Peace brother, trouble's just another fable So they say!
Peace brother, ain't you glad you're through with hoein'? Peace brother, cabin light's a-glowin' Peace brother, lover's waitin' and you're goin' Right that way!
Don't you get enough to eat? Don't need shoes for your big feet! Got a smile from ear to ear Don't let it disappear You can't be beat!
Peace brother, all your sins can be forgiven Peace brother, ain't you glad you're livin'? Peace brother, up to heaven you'll be driven On that judgment day!
Can't Cross Over (River Come Down) Composer(s): Irving Burgie Performer(s): Miriam Makeba and multiple other artists
The river come down The river come down River come down I can't cross over Why-o, why-o, why-o I can't cross over
I wanted to go down To the other side of town There was water all around And I couldn't cross over Why-o, why-o, why-o I can't cross over
Well a gal she come by And I give she the eye So she started to sigh And I couldn't cross over Why-o, why-o, why-o I can't cross over
The river come down The river come down River come down And I couldn't cross over Why-o, why-o, why-o I can't cross over
Now bird he can fly Foggy jump high Fishes never die And I couldn't cross over Why-o, why-o, why-o I can't cross over
A well I stole me a kiss I couldn't resist Just think what I'd a miss If I could have crossed over Why-o, why-o, why-o I can't cross over
The river come down The river come down River come down And I couldn't cross over Why-o, why-o, why-o I can't cross over
I had a curiosity Now I got a family Bouncing baby on my knee 'Cause I couldn't cross over Why-o, why-o, why-o I can't cross over
So when you see your neighbor daughter Better run for the water You'll do things you hadn't ought to If you can't cross over Why-o, why-o, why-o I can't cross over
The river come down The river come down River come down And I couldn't cross over Why-o, why-o, why-o I can't cross over
