Retro-Songteksten: Evergreens, Classics, Old-Time Favourites, Hits Uit Onze Jeugd
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They Asked About You Composer(s): Freddy Weller - Kim Nash - Bill Nash Performer(s): Reba McEntire
Saturday night Out on the town Feeling so sure of myself Meeting some friends Sharing some laughs Not thinking of anything else Then one of them leaned over my shoulder And all at once the party was over
They asked about you And suddenly it all came back to me Then all the walls around my heart Came crashing at my feet When they asked about you (Oh) They asked about you I was doing OK Until they asked about you
How could they know What it would do All they did was mention your name And just like that The hurting was back That's when I knew nothing had changed What a time for old memories to find me Just when I thought I'd put 'em behind me
They asked about you And suddenly it all came back to me Then all the walls around my heart Came crashing at my feet When they asked about you (Oh) They asked about you I was doing OK Until they asked about you
Could You Be Loved Composer(s): Bob Marley First release by: Bob Marley - 1980 Covered by multiple other artists
Could you be loved and be loved Could you be loved and be loved
Don't let them fool you Or even try to school you, oh! no We've got a mind of our own So go to hell if what you're thinking Is not right Love would never leave us alone In the darkness there must come out to light
Could you be loved and be loved Could you be loved and be loved
The road of life is rocky And you may stumble too So while you point your fingers Someone else is judging you Love you brotherman
Could you be, could you be, could you be loved Could you be, could you be loved
Don't let them change you Or even rearrange you, oh! no We've got a life to live They say only, only Only the fittest of the fittest shall survive Stay alive
Could you be loved and be loved Could you be loved and be loved
You ain't gonna miss your water Until your well runs dry No matter how you treat him The man will never be satisfied
Could you be, could you be, could you be loved Could you be, could you be loved
Say something, say something Say something Reggae, reggae Say something Rockers, rockers Say something could you be loved
Jag Skall Göra Allt
((German Version: Tausend Wunder (Agnetha Fältskog))
Performer(s): Agnetha Fältskog
Tack min vän att du gjorde mig till kvinna
Tack för att ha fått just dig till man
Det är underbart att få krama om varann
Och vår kärlek växer mer för varje dag
Den får aldrig någonsin ta slut
Jag vill aldrig mer blir så ensam som förut
Jag ska göra allt som du ber mig om
Jag ska dela allting för två
Jag ska alltid står vid din sida
Och var en god mor åt våra små
Ingen skall förstöra det trygga hem vi byggde
Om du går, då vill jag inte leva
Om du går, blir inget som det var
Barnen skulle alltid frågar efter far
Låt oss klara alla svåra stunder
Säga tyst ``Förlåt'' när något går fel
Låt oss hjälpas åt att bevara lyckan hel
Jag ska göra allt som du ber mig om
Jag ska dela allting för två
Jag ska alltid står vid din sida
Och var en god mor åt våra små
Ingen skall förstöra det trygga hem vi byggde
Jag ska göra allt som du ber mig om
Jag ska dela allting för två
Jag ska alltid står vid din sida
Och var en god mor åt våra små
Ingen skall förstöra det trygga hem vi byggde
Puede Ser Genial ((Adapted from: Could It Be Magic (Barry Manilow) - 1972)) Composer(s): Fryderyk Chopin - Adrienne Anderson - Barry Manilow - Graciela Carballo Performer(s): Pandora - 1992
Versions In Other Languages: 1975 - Le Temps Qui Court (Alain Chamfort) 1986 - Ontmoeting (Rob de Nijs)
Si supieras todo lo que siento no me dejarías escapar
Date prisa que este sentimiento no es algo tan fácil de encontrar
Déjame amarte, ven, ven puede ser genial tengo tantos besos sin estrenar
Déjame amarte, ya, ya quiero conocer el idioma que habla tu piel
No me dejes fuera de tu vida como simple amiga, nada más
Esos labios yo sé que son sabios necesito que me enseñen más
Déjame amarte, ven, ven puede ser genial tengo tantos besos sin estrenar
Could This Be Magic? Composer(s): Blandon; Johnson Performer(s): The Dubs
Could this be magic My dear My heart's all aglow Could this be magic Loving you so Could this be magic My dear Having your love My prayers were answered So far from above. I thought it would be Just a memory To linger my heart in pain But too much pride I opened up my eyes And I'm with you dear once again Could this be magic My dear Having your love If this is magic Then magic is mine Could this be magic Then magic is mine
Jag Skall Fånga en Ängel Composer(s): Ted Gärdestad; Kenneth Gärdestad Performer(s): Ted Gärdestad
Om jag går ut och dansar på ett diskotek vet jag att jag bara chansar men jag tar det på lek om jag bara försöker att se manlig ut kan jag hitta det jag söker innan kvällen tar slut
Jag ska fånga en ängel, fånga en ängel ängel från sjunde himlen vill du vara min ängel vara min ängel ängel från sjunde himlen...
Om du ger mig ditt nummer ska jag ringa dig kanske missar du din slummer om du sover hos mig
Refr. Jag ska fånga en....
Ställer du upp om du blir bjuden även om ditt samvete kommer i kläm men du är väl inte förbjuden att följa med hem - när ska vi gå hem? Tycker du det är viktigt att du känner mig kan vi börja det försiktigt, du kan lita på mig
Jag ska vara en ängel, vara en ängel ängel från sjunde himlen vill du vara min ängel, vara min ängel ängel från sjunde himlen....
They All Laughed ((Dutch Version: Iedereen Moest Lachen (Robert Long) - 1997)) Composer(s): George Gershwin - Ira Gershwin First performance by: Fred Astaire & Ginger Rogers - 1937 Covered by multiple other artists
The odds were a hundred to one against me The world thought the heights were too high to climb But people from Missouri never incensed me Oh, I wasn't a bit concerned For from history I had learned How many, many times the worm had turned They all laughed at Christopher Columbus When he said the world was round They all laughed when Edison recorded sound They all laughed at Wilbur and his brother When they said that man could fly They told Marconi wireless was a phoney It's the same old try They laughed at me, wanting you Said I was reaching for the moon But oh, you came through Now they'll have to change their tune They all said we never would be happy Darling, let's take a bow But ho, ho, ho Who's got the last laugh now?
Could It Be Magic
((Adapted from: Prélude En Ut Mineur (Fryderyk Chopin) - 1838))
Composer(s): Fryderyk Chopin - Adrienne Anderson - Barry Manilow
First release by: Barry Manilow - 1972
Covered by multiple other artists
Versions In Other Languages:
1975 - Le Temps Qui Court (Alain Chamfort)
1986 - Ontmoeting (Rob de Nijs)
1992 - Puede Ser Genial (Pandora)
Oh baby its been so long Ive waited so long And now that I have you I want you to come Come come come into my arms Oh baby I need you I need you Come come come into my arms again
Spirits move me Every time Im near you Whirling like a cyclone in my mind Oh sweet peter, angel of my lifetime Answer to all answers I can find
Baby, I love you, come, come Come into my arms Let me know the wonder of all of you Baby, I want you now, now Now, and hold on fast Could this be the magic at last?
Oh hold on to me Dont let go Come into my life Dont let go Oh...
Baby, take me high upon a hillside High up where the stallion meets the sun I could love you, build my world around you Never leave you till my life is done
Baby, I love you, come, come Come into my arms Let me know the wonder of all of you And baby, I want you now, now Oh now, oh now, and hold on fast Could this be the magic at last? Baby, I want you, come, come Could this be the magic at last?
Could it be magic? Come, cmon, cmon Come oh oh come into my arms Oh, let me know the wonder Of all of you, all of you Baby, I want you now, now Oh now, oh now and hold on fast Oh could this be the magic at last?
Come, cmon, cmon Come oh oh come into my arms Oh, let me know the wonder of all of you Baby, I want you now, now, oh now Oh now and hold on fast Oh, could this be the magic at last? Could it be the magic?
They All Fall In Love Composer(s): Cole Porter Performer(s): Gertrude Lawrence
Each year, when spring, quite uninvited Gives a garden party to the world united Ev'ryone gets so excited They don't know what they're thinking of Folks who've spent the winter freezin' Whiff the balmy breeze and simply lose their reason They know it's the open season For falling in love
The young fall, the old fall The red-hot mammas and the cold fall From the lily white to the black as night They all fall in love
The fools fall, the wise fall The wets, the sprinkled and the drys fall From the men who drink to the men who wink They all fall in love
You may believe your broker is very mediocre At playing with your stocks and bonds At business he may be a blunder Yet he's a perfect wonder when he plays with the blondes
Old maids who object fall Old men you never would suspect fall Even babies who can hardly crawl, fall 'Cause they all fall in love
The wags fall, the boobs fall The gold-brick sellers and the rubes fall From the underbred to the overfed They all fall in love
The good very oft fall The hard-shelled Baptists and the soft fall Just to prove they believe in the fall of Eve They all fall in love
The solemn undertaker is shyer than a Quaker As long as he is filling graves But let him meet a missus who hasn't prejudices And he misbehaves
The angels on high fall And men like Lindbergh who can fly, fall Even boxers much too pure to fall, fall 'Cause they all fall in love
The pet parakeets fall The English sparrows in the streets fall From the doves of peace to the wildest geese They all fall in love
Small bookworms on the shelves fall Amoebas even for themselves fall From the early worms to the latest germs They all fall in love
When strolling in a thicket, if you pick up a cricket And put him in a shady tree You'll find a little later that he's become the pater Of a family
The pigs fall, the sows fall The bull walks in and all the cows fall Even mules that never fall at all, fall 'Cause they all fall in love
Ontmoeting
((Adapted from: Could It Be Magic (Barry Manilow) - 1972))
Composer(s): Fryderyk Chopin - Adrienne Anderson - Barry Manilow - Belinda Meuldijk
Performer(s): Rob de Nijs - 1986
Versions In Other Languages:
1975 - Le Temps Qui Court (Alain Chamfort)
1992 - Puede Ser Genial (Pandora)
Vreemd verlangen Brengt de dromers samen Rond de rode lichten in de nacht
Dansend meisje Liefde is herkennen Luister naar die zoete stille kracht
Baby, kom bij me Kom, kom Als de eerste vrouw Laat je lijf vertellen hoe mooi je bent
Baby ik wil je Nou, o nou Helemaal van jou Breng me waar geluk geen einde kent
Onze schaduw Smelt weg in het donker Zoekend naar een plaats voor jou en mij
Diep verborgen Samen met de stroom mee Oog in oog terwijl ik met je vrij
Baby, kom bij me Kom, o kom Als de eerste vrouw Laat je lijf vertellen hoe mooi je bent
Baby ik wil je Nou, o nou Helemaal van jou Breng me waar geluk geen einde kent...
Jag Hade En Gång En Båt Performer(s): Cornelis Wreeswijk
Jag hade en gång en båt med segel och ruff och köl men det var för länge sen så länge sen Svara mig du, var är den nu? Jag bara undrar, var är den nu?
Jag hade en gång en dröm jag trodde att den var sann Så väcktes jag ur min sömn och drömmen försvann Svara mig du, var är den nu? Jag bara undrar, var är den nu?
Det fanns en gång en soldat han kysste sin mor farväl Han sa till sin flicka: Du jag kommer igen Svara mig du, var är han nu? Jag bara undrar, var är han nu?
Det fanns en gång en stad i parken där lekte barn Så släppte man ner en bomb och staden försvann Svara mig du, var är den nu? Jag bara undrar, var är den nu?
Jag hade en gång en båt Jag drömde en dröm en gång men det var för länge sen så länge sen Svara mig du, var är dom nu? Jag bara undrar, var är dom nu?
These Strange Times Composer(s): Mick Fleetwood - Ray Kennedy Performer(s): Fleetwood Mac
These strange times I think of a friend They said was a man of the world When all the time he was in a fight Between the dark and the light Yes I too, my friend, find the devil Trying to make me do things I don't want to do Now I find myself crying out God is nowhere, God is nowhere
These strange times I look in my heart And see the dark not the light And how I'm sad and wished I was in love And look to the sky and cry out God is nowhere, God is nowhere And this is hell Being caught between the dark and the light Daddy, daddy, hold on God is now here, God is now here
These strange times I too have dreams Things that make me wonder If to walk a thin line is like dying alone And I'm trying to find my way home To where God is now here and the dark is now light Yes I'm crying out, God is now here God is now here and that was hell Being caught between the dark and the light Between the dark and the light
These strange times I look in my heart And how I'm sad and wished I was in love And I look to the sky and cry out God is now here, God is now here God is now here, God is now here My friend I do wish that I was in love I wished I was in love I love you, I love you
Le Temps Qui Court
((Adapted from: Could It Be Magic (Barry Manilow) - 1972))
Composer(s): Fryderyk Chopin - Adrienne Anderson - Barry Manilow - Jean-Michel Rivat
Performer(s): Alain Chamfort - 1975
Versions In Other Languages:
1986 - Ontmoeting (Rob de Nijs)
1992 - Puede Ser Genial (Pandora)
Et finalement, après quelques années Les hommes ont remplacé tes poupées Et les glaïeuls posés dans ta chambre Remplacent aujourd'hui les fleurs des champs
Et c'est le temps qui court, court Qui nous rend sérieux La vie nous a rendu plus orgueilleux Parce que le temps qui court, court Change les plaisirs Et que le manque d'amour nous fait vieillir
À l'heure qu'il est, mes voitures de plastique Sont devenues vraies depuis longtemps Et finalement, les affaires et l'argent Ont remplacé mes jouets d'avant
Et c'est le temps qui court, court Qui nous rend sérieux La vie nous a rendu plus orgueilleux Parce que le temps qui court, court Change les plaisirs Et que le manque d'amour nous fait vieillir
Parce que le temps qui court, court, oh court Change les plaisirs Et que le manque d'amour nous fait vieillir
Et toujours le temps qui court, qui court, oh le temps Change les plaisirs Et que le manque d'amour nous a fait vieillir Et que le manque d'amour nous a fait vieillir
Jag Blir Galen När Jag Tänker På Dej English Title: Goin' Out Of My Head Composer(s): Stig Anderson Performer(s): Anni-Frid Lyngstad
Jag blir galen när jag tänker på dej Och det är som något fattades mej Mer, ju mer jag dig ser Så känns det, så bränns det Kan vakna och sakna Det lugn som din närhet alltid ger
Jag blir galen när jag tänker på dej Du har blivit som ett gift inom mej varje da', vill jag ha En dos av din ömhet Din värme, din närhet För att jag ska känna allt är bra
Och jag tänker på dej Natt och dag Längtar till dej Natt och dag ia, du har gått i mitt blod Det som va' en bäck blev en flod Du har öppnat en sluss upptänt en våg Slagit an en ton, väckt en passion som slumrande låg
These Foolish Things (Remind Me Of You) Composer(s): Holt Marvell - Jack Strachey - Harry Link First recording by: Leslie Hutchinson - 1936 Covered by multiple other artists
Oh, will you never let me be Oh, will you never set me free The ties that bound us are still around us There's no escape that I can see And still those little things remain That bring me happiness or pain...
A cigarette that bears a lipsticks traces An airline ticket to romantic places And still my heart has wings These foolish things remind me of you
A tinkling piano in the next apartment Those stumbling words that told you what my heart meant A fairground's painted swings These foolish things remind me of you
You came, you saw You conquered me When you did that to me I somehow knew that this had to be
The winds of March that make my heart a dancer A telephone that rings but who's to answer Oh, how the ghost of you clings These foolish things remind me of you
Gardenia perfume lingering on a pillow Wild strawberries only seven francs a kilo And still my heart has wings These foolish things remind me of you
I know that this Was bound to be These things have haunted me For you've entirely enchanted me
The sigh of midnight trains in empty stations Silk stockings thrown aside and sin-vitations Oh, how the ghost of you clings These foolish things remind me of you
The smile of Garbo and the scent of roses The waiters whistling as the last bar closes The song that Crosby sings These foolish things remind me of you
How strange, how sweet To find you still These things are dear to me That seem to bring you so near to me
The scent of smoking leaves, the wail of steamers Two lovers on the street who walk like dreamers Oh, how the ghost of you clings These foolish things remind me of you Just you
Could It Be I'm Falling In Love? Composer(s): Marvin Steals; Mervin Steals First release by: The Spinners - 1972 Covered by multiple other artists
Since I've met you, I've begun to feel so strange Every time I speak your name, that's funny You say that you are so helpless too That you don't know what to do-ooh
Each night I pray there will never come a day When you up and take your love away Say you feel the same way too, and I wonder what It is I feel for you-ooh
Could it be I'm falling in love, with you baby Could it be I'm falling in love, woo-hoo Could it be I'm falling in love, with you, with you, with you-oo
I don't need all those things, that used to bring me joy You made me such a happy boy And honey, you'll always be the only one for me Meeting you was my destiny-ee
You can be sure I will never let you down When you need me I'll be around And darling you'll always be, the only one for me Heaven made you 'specially-ee
Could it be I'm falling in love, with you baby Could it be I'm falling in love, woo-hoo Could it be I'm falling in love, with you, with you, with you-oo
And darling you'll always be, the only one for me Heaven made you 'specially-ee
Could it be I'm falling in love, with you baby Could it be I'm falling in love, I want to know now baby Could it be I'm falling in love, with you, with you, with you-oo
Could it be I'm falling in love Could it be I'm falling in love Could it be I'm falling in love Could it be I'm falling in love Could it be I'm falling in love Could it be I'm falling in love Could it be I'm falling in love
Jaded Lover Composer(s): Chuck Pyle Performer(s): Jerry Jeff Walker
Well, it won't be but a week or two You'll be out lovin' someone new It must have happened a hundred times before And I can see you been spreadin' yourself thin too It's a lonely stage we been goin' through Don't get up, I can find my own way to the door
Chorus: Well, I can see you are an angel whose wings just won't unfold Tune up your harp; polish your old halo Well the only kind of man that you ever wanted is one that you knew you'd never hold very long You're sittin' there cryin' like I'm the first one to go
These Eyes Composer(s): Randy Bachman - Burton Cummings First release by: The Guess Who - 1968 Covered by multiple other artists
These eyes cry every night for you These arms long to hold you again
The hurtin's on me, yeah And I will never be free, no, my baby, no no You gave a promise to me, yeah An' you broke it, an' you broke it, oh no
These eyes watched you bring my world to an end This heart could not accept and pretend
The hurtin's on me, yeah And I will never be free, no, no, no You took the vow with me, yeah An' you spoke it, an' you spoke it, babe
These eyes are cryin' These eyes have seen a lot of loves But they're never gonna see another one like I had with you
These eyes are cryin' These eyes have seen a lot of loves But they're never gonna see another one like I had with you
These eyes are cryin' These eyes have seen a lot of loves But they're never gonna see another one like I had with you
These eyes cry every night for you These arms, these arms long to hold you, hold you again
These eyes are cryin' These eyes have seen a lot of loves But their never gonna see another one like I had with you
These eyes are cryin' These eyes have seen a lot of loves But their never gonna see another one like I had with you
These eyes are cryin' These eyes have seen a lot of loves But their never gonna see another one like I had with you
These eyes are cryin' These eyes have seen a lot of loves But their never gonna see another one like I had with you Baby, baby, baby, baby Don't ya know these eyes are cryin' every night I need you back in my heart...
Leave you? Leave you? How could I leave you? How could I go it alone? Could I wave the years away With a quick goodbye? How do you wipe tears away When your eyes are dry? Sweetheart, lover Could I recover Give up the joys I have known? Not to fetch your pills again Every day at five Not to give those dinners for ten Elderly men From the U.N. How could I survive? Could I leave you And your shelves of the World's Best Books And the evenings of martyred looks Cryptic sighs Sullen glares from those injured eyes? Leave the quips with a sting, jokes with a sneer Passionless lovemaking once a year? Leave the lies ill-concealed And the wounds never healed And the games not worth winning And-wait, I'm just beginning! What, leave you, leave you How could I leave you? What would I do on my own? Putting thoughts of you aside In the south of France Would I think of suicide? Darling, shall we dance? Could I live through the pain On a terrace in Spain? Would it pass? It would pass Could I bury my rage With a boy half your age In the grass? Bet your ass But I've done that already--or didn't you know, love? Tell me, how could I leave when I left long ago, love? Could I leave you? No, the point is, could you leave me? Well, I guess you could leave me the house Leave me the flat Leave me the Braques and Chagalls and all that You could leave me the stocks for sentiment's sake And ninety percent of the money you make And the rugs And the cooks Darling, you keep the drugs Angel, you keep the books Honey, I'll take the grand Sugar you keep the spinet And all of our friends and Just wait a goddam minute! Oh, leave you? Leave you? How could I leave you? Sweetheart, I have to confess Could I leave you? Yes Will I leave you? Will I leave you? Guess!
