Retro-Songteksten: Evergreens, Classics, Old-Time Favourites, Hits Uit Onze Jeugd
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The Things We Did Last Summer Composer(s): Sammy Cahn - Jule Styne First recording by: Frank Sinatra - 1946 Covered by multiple other artists
The boat rides we would take, the moonlight on the lake The way we danced and hummed our fav'rite song The things we did last summer I'll remember all winter long
The midway and the fun, the kewpie dolls we won The bell I rang to prove that I was strong The things we did last summer I'll remember all winter long
The early morning hike, the rented tandem bike The lunches that we used to pack We never could explain that sudden summer rain The looks we got when we got back
The leaves began to fade like promises we made How could a love that seemed so right go wrong? The things we did last summer I'll remember all winter long
I've tried so to forget, at times I do, and yet The mem'ry of you lingers like our song The things we did last summer, I'll remember all winter long
Come On In Composer(s): Hayes; Porter Performer(s): Sam & Dave
It's getting outside; you better come on in, girl, yeah baby I've got a call for you to ride; you better come on in, girl, mmm yeah My love is a life saver; I'm tryin' to do both of us a favor Just come on in, come on in, come on in, now look here
Now I've got you home; can I come on in, girl? You don't have to sit home alone; can I come on in, girl? Oh my love is a life saver; in my soul I know you are able To know what I'm tryin' to say; show me the easy way & I'll take care of your love; let me, let me Let me come on in, come on in, come on in
I want you the whole summer Ask a friend for your phone number But I was too scared to phone That's why I waited so very long, yeah
You put walls around your heart; let me come on in, girl I love you from the start; can I come on in, girl? Oh oh my love is a life saver; in my soul I know you are able To know what I'm tryin' to say; show me the easy way I wanna love you every day; let me come on Come on in, come on in, let me come on in, come on in, oh Let me come on in, let me, baby, come on in I wanna come into your heart, just a lonely boy It's been a long time ...
River Deep, Mountain High Composer(s): Jeff Barry; Ellie Greenwich; Phil Spector Performer(s): Ike & Tina Turner; and various other artists
When I was a little girl I had a rag doll Only doll I've ever owned Now I love you just the way I loved that rag doll But only now my love has grown
And it gets stronger, in every way And it gets deeper, let me say And it gets higher, day by day
And do I love you my oh my Yeh river deep mountain high If I lost you would I cry Oh how I love you baby, baby, baby, baby
When you were a young boy Did you have a puppy That always followed you around Well I'm gonna be as faithful as that puppy No I'll never let you down
Cause it grows stronger, like a river flows And it gets bigger baby, and heaven knows And it gets sweeter baby, as it grows
And do I love you my oh my Yeh river deep, mountain high If I lost you would I cry Oh how I love you baby, baby, baby, baby
If I lost you would I cry Oh how I love you baby, baby, baby, baby
I love you baby like a flower loves the spring And I love you baby just like a robin loves to sing And I love you baby like a school boy loves his pie And I love you baby, river deep mountain high Oh yeah you've gotta believe me River Deep, Mountain High Do I love you my oh my, oh baby River deep, mountain high If I lost you would I cry Oh how I love you baby, baby, baby, baby
The Things That I Used To Do Composer(s): Eddie "Guitar Slim" Jones First release by: Eddie "Guitar Slim" Jones - 1953 Covered by multiple other artists
The things that I used to do Lord, I won't do no more The things that I used to do Lord, I won't do no more I used to set and hold your hand, Baby Cried begging you not to go
I would search all night for you, Baby Lord, and my search would always end in vain I would search all night for you, Baby Lord, and my search would always end in vain But I knew all along, Darling That you was hid out with your other man
I'm going to send you back to your mother, Baby Lord, and I'm going back to my family, too I'm going to send you back to your mother, Baby Lord, and I'm going back to my family, too 'Cause nothing I do that please you, Baby Lord, I just can't get along with you
Der letzte Abend die letzten schönen Stunden Der letzte Tango für uns zwei Nimm mich in deine Arme laß mich vergessen Wie weh der Abschied tut Sag mir wir seh'n uns wieder halt mich ganz fest Sonst verlier ich den Mut
Komm tanz mit mir unsern Tango d'amor Ich bin verliebt wie noch niemals zuvor Schön war für mich jede Stunde mit dir Komm tanz noch einmal mit mir
Mit diesem Tango hat alles angefangen Und nun hört alles damit auf Aber ich will nicht weinen den wenn Das Schicksal es ehrlich, es ehrlich mit uns meint Weiß ich bald kommt die Stunde Wo dieses Lied uns für immer vereint
Komm tanz mit mir unsern Tango d'amor Ich bin verliebt wie noch niemals zuvor Schön war für mich jede Stunde mit dir Komm tanz noch einmal mit mir
Langsam verlöscht nun der Lichterglanz Und das Bandoneon spielt uns den Abschiedstanz
Komm tanz mit mir unsern Tango d'amor Ich bin verliebt wie noch niemals zuvor Schön war für mich jede Stunde mit dir Komm tanz noch einmal mit mir
River Blindness Composer(s): Seth Justman Performer(s): The J. Geils Band
Human kindness - River blindness Black flies rise as the water flows Human kindness - River blindness Angels cry as the fever grows Indications Demographics Control of the basics is all you see Correlations Disintegrations Cessation - of life expectancy Got to face it Can't erase it Or the tropical lands Or the tropical lands Or the tropical lands Gonna rip up Tinsel Town Blueprint morality Twist off neutrality This must be reality This must be the place Just imbalance trickling down from the falls Trickling down from the falls Trickling down Trickling down Trickling down Human kindness - River blindness Black flies rise as the water flows Human kindness - River blindness Angels cry as the fever grows Got to face it Can't erase it Or the tropical lands Or the tropical lands Or the tropical lands Gonna rip up Tinsel Town
Things That Dreams Are Made Of Composer(s): Philip Oakey - Adrian Wright First release by: The Human League - 1981 Covered by multiple other artists
Take time to see the wonders of the world To see the things you've only ever heard of Dream life the way you think it ought to be See things you thought you'd never ever see
Take a cruise to China or a train to Spain Go round the world again and again Meet a girl on a boat meet a boy on a train And fall in love without the pain
Everybody needs love and adventure Everybody needs cash to spend Everybody needs love and affection Everybody needs two or three friends
These are the things These are the things The things that dreams are made of
These are the things These are the things The things that dreams are made of
Take a lift to the top of the Empire State Take a drive across the Golden Gate March, march, march across Red Square Do all the things you've ever dared
Everybody needs love and adventure Everybody needs cash to spend Everybody needs love and affection Everybody needs two or three friends
These are the things These are the things The things that dreams are made of
Like fun and money and food and love And things you never thought of
These are the things These are the things The things that dreams are made of
New York, ice cream, TV, travel, good times Norman Wisdom, Johnny, Joey, Dee Dee, good times
These are the things These are the things The things that dreams are made of
These are the things These are the things The things that dreams are made of
These are the things These are the things The things that dreams are made of...
Come On Home (And Sing The Blues To Daddy) Composer(s): Ray Corbin Performer(s): Bobby Bare; Charley Pride; Wynn Stewart; Faron Young
Well, I hear that your new romance has faded Just the way ours did sometime ago Why, I've lost count of all the times I've waited For you to tell me that you've missed me so
So come on home and sing the blues to daddy When things ain't working out the way you planned Yeah, come on home and sing the blues to daddy Tell it all to one who understands
Just like a child who's found a brand new plaything Each one is more fun than the one before But there's a faithful one who's always waiting To be picked up and kicked around some more
So come on home and sing the blues to daddy When things ain't working out the way you planned Yeah, come on home and sing the blues to daddy Tell it all to one who understands
Yeah, come on home and sing the blues to daddy When things ain't working out the way you planned Yeah, come on home and sing the blues to daddy Tell it all to one who understands...
River Composer(s): Kerry Minnear; Derek Shulman; Phil Shulman; Ray Shulman Performer(s): Gentle Giant
Touching the last of what is past Moving silent water fell the first that comes Slow and winding, flowing free Peaceful music in its sound of distant drums Trust the shallow virgin stream Danger wild, beware the deeper it becomes
Moving highway, twisting byway Can't turn back Singing in the summer rain Rain that's caught in its flow
Spreading, shining, silver lining Gold on black Echoes moods of the moon and sun Sun that shines from below
Makes a soft and easy way Left to choose, its path will always be a friend Touch the last of what has past Never idle river drifting to the end
The Things I Want To Hear Performer(s): The Shirelles
You say you think I'm beautiful You say you live for my touch Tell me the things I want to hear Don't you know you can never say too much
You gotta keep tellin' me things I want to hear You gotta say pretty words every time you're near You gotta show me that you care So I'll know you'll be there right through the years Please tell me, please tell me things I want to hear Pretty words, pretty words, pretty words
Tell me the words that touch my heart Promise you want me to stay Tell me that we will never part Say I'm the one you'll be loving more each day
You gotta keep tellin' me things I want to hear You gotta say pretty words every time you're near You gotta show me that you care So I'll know you'll be there right through the years Please tell me, please tell me things I want to hear Pretty words, pretty words, pretty words
Come On Home Composer(s): Tom Springfield Performer(s): The Springfields
Don't stand there wailing "got no place to go" Come on home You look at me like that and I can't say no Come on home
Well, I know you done me wrong And I know I should be strong But, I cried the whole night long So, come on home, come on home
Tell me baby, must you be so cruel Come on home You treat me just like I'm some kind of fool Come on home
Well, I know you let me down I was glad when you left town But, you're good to have around So, come on home
Don't run away now Come on home You got your way now Come on home A-hear what I say now Come on home Come on home
When you smile at me, well I feel so good Come on home I can't be mad at you like I know I should Come on home
Well you took me for a ride And I thought my love had died Still I need you by my side So come on home Come on home Come on home Come on home Come on home Come on home
Yeah, when you smile at me, well I feel so good Come on home I can't be mad at you a-like I know I should Come on home
Well, you took me for a ride And I thought my love had died Still, I need you by my side So, come on home Say yes Come on home Sit down Come on home Come on home
The Thing Composer(s): Charles Randolph Grean Performer(s): Phil Harris and multiple other artists
While I was walking down the beach one bright and sunny day I saw a great big wooden box a-floatin in the bay I pulled it in and opened it up and much to my surprise Ooh, I discovered a boom-boom-boom, right before my eyes Oh, I discovered a boom-boom-boom, right before my eyes
I picked it up and ran to town as happy as a king I took it to a guy I knew whod buy most any thing But this is what he hollered at me as I walked in his shop Oh, get outta here with that boom-boom-boom, before I call a cop Oh, get outta here with that boom-boom-boom before I call a cop
I turned around and got right out, a-runnin for my life And than I took it home with me to give it to my wife But this is what she hollered at me as I walked in the door Oh, get outta here with that boom-boom-boom, and dont come back no more Oh, get outta here with that boom-boom-boom, and dont come back no more
I wandered all around the town until I chanced to meet A hobo who was looking for a hand-out on the street He said hed take most any old thing, he was a desperate man But when I showed him the boom-boom-boom, he turned around and ran Oh, when I showed him the boom-boom-boom, he turned around and ran
I wandered on for many years, a victim of my fate Until one day I came upon St. Peter at the gate And when I tried to take it inside, he told me where to go Get outta here with that boom-boom-boom and take it down below Oh, get outta here with that boom-boom-boom and take it down below
The moral of this story is if youre out on the beach And you should see a great big box and its within your reach Dont ever stop and open it up, thats my advice to you Cause youll never get rid of the boom-boom-boom, no matter what you do Oh, youll never get rid of the boom-boom-boom, no matter what you do
Come On Get Happy Composer(s): Wes Farrell; Danny Janssen Performer(s): The Partridge Family and various other artists
Hello world, here's a song that we're singin' Come on, get happy A whole lotta lovin' is what we'll be bringin' We'll make you happy
We had a dream we'd go travelin' together And spread a little lovin' if we'll keep movin' on Somethin' always happens whenever we're together We get a happy feelin' when we're singin' a song
Travelin' along, there's a song that we're singin' Come on, get happy A whole lotta lovin' is what we'll be bringin' We'll make you happy
Ritme Van De Regen ((Adapted from: Rhythm Of The Rain (The Cascades) - 1963))
((French Version: En Écoutant La Pluie (Richard Anthony) - 1963))
Composer(s): John Gummoe - Gerrit den Braber
Performer(s): Rob de Nijs - 1963
Zachtjes tikt de regen tegen 't zolderraam 't ritme van de eenzaamheid Die regen zegt wij waren zo gelukkig saam, maar nu is dat verleden tijd De regen valt bij stromen, 't is een trieste dag want je liet staan me alleen Ik ken nu de betekenis van tegenslag, omdat je met m'n hart verdween
Kom vertel me regen, regen wat je doet Zeg, maak je 't tussen ons toch weer een beetje goed 'k Heb niks aan een ander, want ik hou alleen van haar
De regen valt bij stromen, 't is een trieste dag Want je liet me staan alleen Ik ken nu de betekenis van tegenslag, omdat je met m'n hart verdween
Kom vertel me regen, regen wat ik voel, O, maak haar hartje vurig want ze is zo koel O, vraag, beste regen aan de zon hoe of je dat doet
Zachtjes tikt de regen tegen 't zolderraam, 't ritme van de eenzaamheid Die regen zegt wij waren zo gelukkig saam, maar dat is nu verleden tijd
The Thin Ice Composer(s): Roger Waters Performer(s): Pink Floyd and multiple other artists
Momma loves her baby And Daddy loves you, too And the sea may look warm to ya, Babe And the sky may look blue
Oooooo Babe Oooooooo Baby Blue Oooooo Ooohh Babe
If you should go skating On the thin ice of modern life Dragging behind you the silent reproach Of a million tear-stained eyes Don't be surprised when a crack in the ice Appears under your feet You slip out of your depth and out of your mind With your fear flowing out from behind You as you claw the ice
Come On Eileen Composer(s): Kevin Rowland; Jim Paterson; Billy Adams; Micky Billingham Originally performed by: Dexys Midnight Runners Covered by various other artists
Poor old Johnny Ray Sounded sad upon the radio He moved a million hearts in mono Our mothers cried and sang along and who'd blame them Now you're grown, so grown, now I must say more than ever Go toora loora toora loo rye aye And we can sing jsut like our fathers
Come on Eileen, well I swear (what he means) At this moment, you mean everything With you in that dress my thoughts I confess Verge on dirty Ah come on Eileen
These people round here wear beaten down eyes Sunk in smoke dried faces They're so resigned to what their fate is But not us, no not us We are far too young and clever Eileen I'll sing this tune forever
Come on Eileen well I swear (what he means) Ah come on, let's take off everything That pretty red dress Eileen (tell him yes) Ah come on Eileen
Rite Of Passage Composer(s): Bob Seger Performer(s): Bob Seger
It's the age of reason for the anarchist It's a change of venue for the lobbyist It's a dream of justice buried in the grist
It's a secret briefing based on need to know It's a condescending rationale from command control Feel the sense of wonder at the overthrow
It's a rite of passage through a hurricane Through a rolling thunder through a screaming rain Hear the shriek of Abel hear the cry of Cain
And Abraham will take his son Five billion years from now the cruelty will be done
Make a destination Of the greater truth Make 'em hang their heads and eat their words When you find the proof This is all you're given It's your only move
It's a rite of passage for the everyman To a higher ground To a brighter light To a promised land You can feel the power Of the master's hand
The Texas Troubadour Composer(s): Porter Wagoner Performer(s): Ernest Tubb
The New York City folks say I'm too country The Grenache Village hippies all call me square But at the Long Horn barroom down in Dallas Texas They call me the Texas Troubadour there
My home state of Texas you've been good to me Your wide open spaces treat me fair The girls are so much prettier down in Texas They don't breathe that New York City polluted air
Ah Buddy
The New York City sidewalks filled with people Too busy to say hello to you there With hearts as cold as the concrete that they walk on They sure could use some clean fresh Texas air
Now Texas folks don't judge you till they know you And they don't judge you then by what you wear And you can feel at home anyplace in Texas If you don't own a thing or if you're a millionaire
Now My home state of Texas you've been good to me Your wide open spaces treat me fair The girls are so much prettier down in Texas They don't breathe that New York City polluted air
Come On Down To My Boat Composer(s): Wes Farrell; Jerry Goldstein Performer(s): Every Mother's Son and various other artists
She sits on the dock a fishin' in the water uh, huh I don't know her name she's the fisherman's daughter uh, huh Come on down to my boat baby Come on down where we can play Come on down to my boat baby Come on down we'll sail away
She smiled so nice like she wants to come with me uh, huh But she's tied to the dock and she can't get free Come on down to my boat baby ....... Fish all day sleep all night Father never lets her out of his sight Soon I'm gonna have to get my knife and cut that rope, cut that rope Then we can go fishin' in my little red boat Make you happy in my little red boat so come on down to my boat baby ..........
