Retro-Songteksten: Evergreens, Classics, Old-Time Favourites, Hits Uit Onze Jeugd
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The Lights Are Low Composer(s): Justin Hayward Performer(s): Justin Hayward
The lights are low They say it's true I feel your magic as we move and sway The lights are low
And the music now is slow I'm a fool to trust in you Seems like my self-control is slipping away And the music now is slow
And we ask the night, how can this be wrong, and feel so right But then who are they, who are they to know, I need you so Let me taste the love, let me drink the wine, that's yours and mine And we ask the night, how can this be wrong, and feel so right
Did you ever look in the mirror Did you ever wake up in the morning And see a stranger standing there And find that nothing, nothing was the same
Did you ever drive for miles and miles And the only thing that really matters And wonder how on earth you got yourself there Is the pleasure and the pain
Chaque Matin Il Se Lève ((aka Dans La Brume Du Matin (Joe Dassin) - 1966)) ((Adapted from: Early Morning Rain (Gordon Lightfoot) - 1966)) Composer(s): Gordon Lightfoot - Eddy Mitchell Performer(s): Eddy Mitchell - 1974
La pluie du petit matin Me donne froid dans le dos L'alcool qui est dans mon verre Me réchauffe un peu la peau Et la, j'attends le soleil Je m'installe pour son show Ça y est le soleil se lève Pour moi il s'est fait beau
Chaque matin il se lève, Il est le roi de la fête Il me donne mal à la tête À le voir toujours si haut S'il voulait boire avec moi À nous deux nous serions trois La nuit, le soleil et moi Jamais il ne le voudra
Chaque matin il se lève Parfois il en fait de trop Ses rayons se font cruels Il vient me brûler la peau C'est la star la plus célèbre C'est le plus grand des grands shows Ça y est le soleil se lève Le grand spectacle est là-haut
Sur la route nationale Il éclaire les autos S'il savait combien j'ai mal De le voir toujours si haut Il viendrait boire avec moi Encore quelques verres de trop Chaque matin il se lève Pour moi il s'est fait beau
Il est encore revenu J'ai perdu une fois de plus Mais je ne parierai plus Contre lui c'est défendu
Chaque matin il se lève Parfois il en fait de trop...
Funnel Of Love Composer(s): Charles McCoy; Kent Westbury Performer(s): Wanda Jackson; and various other artists
Here I go Going down, down, down My mind is a blank My head is spinning around and around As I go deep into the funnel of love
It's such a crazy, crazy feeling I get weak in the knees My poor old head is a reelin' As I go deep into the funnel of love
I tried and I tried, to run and hide I even tried to run away Ya just can't run from the funnel of love It's gonna get ya someday
It's such a crazy, crazy feeling I get weak in the knees My poor old head is a reelin' As I go deep into the funnel of love
I tried and I tried, to run and hide I even tried to run away Ya just can't run from the funnel of love It's gonna get ya someday
Here I go, going down, down, down My mind is a blank My head is spinning around and around As I go deep into the funnel of love Deep into the funnel of love Deep into the funnel of love
Funkytown Composer(s): Steven Greenberg Performer(s): Lipps, Inc.
Gotta make a move to a town that's right for me Town to keep me movin' Keep me groovin' with some energy Well, I talk about it Talk about it Talk about it Talk about it Talk about Talk about Talk about movin'
Gotta move on Gotta move on Gotta move on
Won't you take me to, a Funkytown Won't you take me to, a Funkytown Won't you take me to, a Funkytown Won't you take me to, a Funkytown
The Light From Your Smile Performer(s): Jackson Browne
Oh the light from your smile Can be seen for a mile By travellers dark in their sorrow If you want me to stay Throw a smile my way And Ill stay by your side til tomorrow
Woooah...
Cause all my battered dreams are shattered now And I need all your beauty to warm me
In the time that Ive known you Ive always shown you That I could be captured in kindness Now a storms blowin Tomorrow Im goin Well the sun takes away my blindness
Woooah...
'Cause all my tattered hopes are shattered now I wait for the future to touch me
Oh the morning is nearing The clouds disappearing The sun will be coming to guide me Wherever I go I want you to know That I carry your smile beside me
Woooah...
The slowly shifting fog is lifting now And I see the road Ill be taking
Chaque Jour À La Même Heure
((Adapted from: Early In The Morning (Vanity Fare) - 1969))
Composer(s): Eddie Seago - Mike Leander - Jacques Plante
Performer(s): Claude François - 1969
La nuit je m'ennuie de toi
La vie c'est si long sans toi
J'attends le soleil qui me réveille
Chaque jour à la même heure
J'ouvre les volets de ma demeure
Dans le vent d'automne qui m'effleure
Je vois se lever le jour
Pour calmer mon impatience
Je voudrais déjà savoir d'avance
Si le soir venu j'aurai la chance
De te voir enfin de retour
La vie continue toujours
La vie c'est de l'eau qui court
Chacun son destin et ses chagrins
Chaque jour à la même heure
Des gens se marient et d'autres meurent
Des enfants sourient et d'autres pleurent
C'est ainsi depuis toujours
On ne peut changer le monde
Mais je me dis à chaque seconde
Que ma joie sera toujours profonde
Grâce à ton amour...
La nuit je m'ennuie de toi
La vie c'est si long sans toi
Mais tout fini bien quand tu reviens
Chaque jour à la même heure
J'ouvre les volets de ma demeure
Dans le vent d'automne qui m'effleure
Je vois se lever le jour
Pour calmer mon impatience
Je voudrais déjà savoir d'avance
Si le soir venu j'aurai la chance
De te voir enfin de retour
La vie continue toujours
La vie c'est de l'eau qui court
Chacun son destin et ses chagrins
Chaque jour à la même heure
Des gens se marient et d'autres meurent
Des enfants sourient et d'autres pleurent
C'est ainsi depuis toujours
On ne peut changer le monde
Mais je me dis à chaque seconde
Que ma joie sera toujours profonde
Grâce à ton amour...
Funky Worm Composer(s): Leroy "Sugarfoot" Bonner; M. Jones; Ralph "Pee Wee" Middlebrooks; Walter "Junie" Morrison; Norman Napier; Andrew Noland; M. Pierce; Gregory Webster Performer(s): The Ohio Players
You're a little late
so step right this way and we'll get started
Granny: What? Say it now? Oh say it now, say it now Ahem! Me and the Ohio Players are gonna tell you about a worm He's the funkiest worm in the world Alright Sing it, Clarence
Clarence: Theres' a worm in the ground, yes there is
Granny: Thats right
Clarence: he's six feet long
Granny: six feet long
Clarence: he only comes around
Granny: when he wants to get down But when he comes out of his hole He sounds something like this
Granny: oh that's funky Like nine cans of shaving powder, that's funky Alright Sing it again, Clarence
Clarence: and through all the land, yeah
Granny: yeah
Clarence: he plays in a band
Granny: plays in a band
Clarence: plays guitar without any hands Pretty good, I might add
Granny: yeah, when he grabs his guitar and starts to pluck Everybody wants to get up and dance
Granny: ah, get it baby Don't, don't, don't Don't fight the feeling Don't fight it Hey, don't stop now honey, get down I'm his manager, heh heh Gonna make a million dollars I get it all, cause he can't spend it There he goes Goin' back in his hole, just the same way he came out Do we get paid for this? I just wanted to make sure We do? OK
The Light Comes From Within Performer(s): Linda McCartney
You say I'm lazy You say I don't fit Takes one to know one You make me sick You say I'm simple You say I'm a hick You're f***ing no one You stupid d**k Oppression won't win The light comes from within I need a sense of cause I wanna smell the flowers You need complete control You wanna build more towers You try to change me if you could I see the trees, you saw the wood You say I'm different You say we don't click I say you're crazy You make me sick I say you're greedy because you scheme You say I'm foolish because I dream Oppression won't win The light comes from within I need a sense of cause I wanna smell the flowers You need complete control You wanna build more towers I say you're greedy because you scheme You say I'm foolish because I dream Oppression won't win The light comes from within
Chaque Instant De Chaque Jour ((Adapted from: Any Old Time Of The Day (Dionne Warwick) - 1963)) ((Italian Version: Questo Amore È Per Sempre (Dalida) - 1966)) Composer(s): Burt Bacharach - Hal David - Michèle Vendôme Performer(s): Sheila - 1964
Pourquoi dire adieu, tu reviendras
Tu dois partir Mais ça ne change rien pour nous Ton avenir peut bien t'entraîner loin de tout Pour toi Chaque instant de chaque jour Je serai là Tu sais le vide que tu laisseras mais Si tu as besoin de moi Souviens t'en Je t'attends
C'est pourquoi Ne pense pas que si le chagrin suit tes pas Il te faudra te consoler dans d'autres bras Pour toi Chaque instant de chaque jour je serai là Tu sais le vide que tu laisseras mais Nul ne te remplaceras Souviens t'en Je t'attends
Il suffira d'un mot de toi pour m'appeler Et je viendrai Puisque demain on doit se séparer tous deux Alors je veux te dire tout simplement ce que jamais Je n'ai voulu dire à personne Avant toi
Pour toi Chaque instant de chaque jour Je serai là Tu sais le vide que tu laisseras mais Si tu as besoin de moi Souviens t'en Je t'attends
Il suffira d'un mot de toi pour m'appeler Et je viendrai Puisque demain on doit se séparer tous deux Alors je veux te dire tout simplement ce que jamais Je n'ai voulu dire à personne avant Toi
Funky Street Composer(s): Arthur Conley; Earl Simms Performer(s): Arthur Conley; BB Band; Sam & Dave; Fatal Flowers; Herbie Goins & Soultimers; Ike & Tina Turner
One used to be the shotgun Two used to be the bad boogaloo Three used to be the swing shingaling Four used to be the funky four fingers
Down on Funky Street, diggin' the funky beat Down on Funky Street, that's where the grooviest people meet From Atlanta, Georgia, goin' on down to the border Every boy is dancin' with somebody's daughter
Groovin' in the city, got to get down with it Down on Funky Street we`re diggin that funky beat Down on Funky Street, that's where the grooviest people meet
Jump up and down and move all around Bend your knees half way down to the ground Move it to the west and to the south Turn it around and kick your partner in the mouth
Down on Funky Street, diggin the funky beat Down on Funky Street that's where the grooviest people meet Sweet soul music is in the air People are comin' from everywhere Comin' from the east, comin' from the west Dancin with the one they love the best
One, c'mon everybody, you got to hit the floor Three, c'mon baby and go with me Two used be the bad boogaloo One, got to have just a little fun
Down on Funky Street, diggin the funky beat Down on funky street, diggin the funky beat Down on ............................
The Letter That Never Reached Home Composer(s): Edgar Leslie - Bernie Grossman - Archie Gottler
Just after the fray where brave soldiers lay upon the field their comrades came to carry them away they picked up a note some poor fellow wrote they read it with a tear dimmed eye 'twas a soldier's last good bye
He's only just one a husband or son who knows but what he left before his work on earth was done but some one may yearn for some one's return and never know just where he went or the message that he sent
Just an old fashioned letter that lay on the ground it came from a soldier boy's heart before he ever could send it he had to end it "I love you" was all he could start It was found without an address not even a name, so his message will never be known only God in His might, know's who waiting tonight for the letter that never reached home
Chaque Fois Que J'aime
Composer(s): Charles Aznavour
Performer(s): Charles Aznavour
Chaque fois que j'aime Tout m'enivre et tout me prends Pourtant c'est toujours pareil et différent
Chaque fois que j'aime Je redécouvre encore la vie Et je suis prêt à faire mille folies C'est comme un premier soleil qui me brûle Un de ces jours merveilleux de printemps Qui me tire d'un sommeil ridicule Le coeur battant Comme un enfant
Chaque fois que j'aime Je sais bien que c'est pour toujours Et je donne à coeur veux-tu de cet amour C'est toujours de même Je n'ai rien connu de plus beau Car chaque fois que j'aime c'est nouveau
Chaque fois que j'aime Tout en moi paraît anormal Et mon coeur frappe si fort qu'il m'en fait mal
Chaque fois que j'aime J'entre dans un monde fermé Où la raison d'être est aimer pour aimer Je perds la notion du temps et des choses Je rêve encore un peu plus chaque jour Et les questions que souvent je me pose Tournent autour De mon amour
Chaque fois que j'aime Mon bonheur me semble si grand Que je crois n'avoir jamais aimé autant C'est toujours de même J'arrête ma vie et le temps Car chaque fois que j'aime
Chaque fois que j'aime Chaque fois que j'aime J'ai vingt ans
Funky Fever Composer(s): Terry Ryan; John Sterling Performer(s): The Eric Burdon Band
I've been looking for my baby Since I don't know when Can't seem to hide this feeling I got deep down within
She took away my love She took away my pride She gives me funky fever I've got deep down inside
Sometimes she makes me happy sometimes she makes me blue She gives me funky fever Sometimes I get the funky flu
Now I don't need my baby 'Cause she told me what to do If you got that funky woman You get the funky fever, too
Hey, funky fever Hey, funky fever Love that woman, too She gives me funky fever Don't know what I'm gonna do I love that funky fever I love that woman, too I got that funky fever Gonna give it all to you
The Letter Composer(s): Wayne Carson First release by: The Box Tops - 1967 Covered by multiple other artists
Versions In Other Languages: 1967 - Une Lettre (Herbert Léonard) 1968 - Datemi Un Biglietto D'aereo (I Corvi) 1976 - Billetten (Bamses Venner) 1990 - La Carta (Asfalto)
Gimme a ticket for an aeroplane Ain't got time to take a fast train Lonely days are gone, I'm a-goin' home My baby wrote me a letter I don't care how much money I gotta spend Got to get back to my baby Lonely days are gone, I'm a-goin' home My baby wrote me a letter Well, she wrote me a letter Said she couldn't live without me no mo' Listen mister can't you see I got to get back To my baby once a-mo'-- anyway... yeah Gimme a ticket for an aeroplane Ain't got time to take a fast train Lonely days are gone, I'm a-goin' home My baby wrote me a letter Well, she wrote me a letter Said she couldn't live without me no mo' Listen mister can't you see I got to get back To my baby once a-mo'-- anyway... yeah Gimme a ticket for an aeroplane Ain't got time to take a fast train Lonely days are gone, I'm a-goin' home My baby wrote me a letter My baby wrote me a letter
Chaque fois tu m' proposes une affaire en or Chaque fois ton occasion est un trésor Chaque fois ton crédit bat tous les records Es-tu vraiment garagiste ou sur de charité
Mais chaque fois la note est un peu plus salée Chaque fois pour une bougie encrassée Et chaque fois ma voiture ne fait pas l'été Sur l'autoroute, sur le bas côté Je suis en panne Et puis à marcher Vers la station qui va m'escroquer
Chaque fois je repars par le premier train Chaque fois deuxième classe avec puce à chien Chaque fois y a pire que moi mais je me plains On est toujours le pauvre de quelqu'un Je fais pas sale Je suis prêt à tuer Le premier qui viendra pour me remorquer
Chaque fois tu m' proposes une affaire en or Chaque fois ton occasion est un trésor Chaque fois ton crédit bat tous les records
Chaque fois tu m' proposes une affaire en or Chaque fois ton occasion est un trésor Chaque fois ton crédit bat tous les records
The Letter Composer(s): Michaels - Lanning Performer(s): Angela Lansbury
Young Patrick: Dear Auntie Mame In English Lit I'm in the top ten I got a B plus average again Tahati sounds the greatest of All the crazy places that you've been Wait 'til you hear the latest I think I've got a whisker On my chin!
Older Patrick: Dear Auntie Mame I find it's getting harder to cram I flunked my Latin grammar exam I'm shaving every morning And growing like it's going out of style The debs all seem to go for me Give France a big hello for me A hug to Uncle Beau for me Your Loving Nephew Patrick
Chapter 24
Composer(s): Syd Barrett
First release by: Pink Floyd - 1967
Covered by multiple other artists
All movement is accomplished in six stages And the seventh brings return The seven is the number of the young light It forms when darkness is increased by one
Change return success Going and coming without error Action brings good fortune Sunset
The time is with the month of Winter Solstice When the change is due to come Thunder in the Earth, the course of Heaven Things cannot be destroyed once and for all
Change return success Going and coming without error Action brings good fortune Sunset... Sunrise...
All movement is accomplished in six stages And the seventh brings return The seven is the number of the young light It forms when darkness is increased by one
Change return success Going and coming without error Action brings good fortune Sunset... Sunrise... Sunset... Sunrise... Sunset... Sunrise...
