Retro-Songteksten: Evergreens, Classics, Old-Time Favourites, Hits Uit Onze Jeugd
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Promise That You'll Wed Me Composer(s): D.A. Norton; Robert E. Whittemore Performer(s): Helene Mora
I have a little maiden young and fair Her voice is like a gentle summer breeze For other girls, alas! I do not care But her my one ambition is to please
We quarreled, but I met her beneath the starry skies That she'd forgive me not, I was afraid But as I begged forgiveness, a light shone in her eyes That encouraged me, and then to her I said
Oh, my sweetheart, I love you Give me your promise, darling, believe me, for I will be true Don't cast me aside, dear, whate'er you may do Promise that you'll wed me, for I love but you
Oh, tell me do you love me as of old Is there love in your pure heart for me Sweetheart, as your little hand I hold So you hold my future destiny
Oh, do not keep me waiting, but whisper "I love you" As I spoke thus, my sweetheart softly sighed And as she gently whispered in these words so sweet and true To all my vows of love she then replied
Oh, my sweetheart, I love you I'll gladly wed you, dearest, believe me, I speak but those true Sweet words that come in love from my heart Wed me, and in life we nevermore shall part
Kung Fu Fighting Composer(s): Carl Douglas Performer(s): Carl Douglas; The Drifters; Bus Stop; La Muerte
Oh-oh-oh-oh Oh-oh-oh-oh Oh-oh-oh-oh Oh-oh-oh-oh
Everybody was kung-fu fighting Those cats were fast as lightning In fact it was a little bit frightning For they fought with expert timing
They were funky China men from funky Chinatown They were chopping them up and they were chopping them down It's an ancient Chineese art and everybody knew their part From a feint into a slip, and a-kicking from the hip
Everybody was kung-fu fighting Those cats were fast as lightning In fact it was a little bit frightning For they fought with expert timing
There was funky Billy Chin and little Sammy Chung He said here comes the big boss, lets get it on We took a bow and made a stand, started swinging with the hand The sudden motion made me skip now we're into a brand knew trip
Everybody was kung-fu fighting Those cats were fast as lightning In fact it was a little bit frightning But they did it with expert timing
Oh-oh-oh-oh Oh-oh-oh-oh Oh-oh-oh-oh Oh-oh-oh-oh
Everybody was kung-fu fighting Those cats were fast as lightning In fact it was a little bit frightning Make sure you have expert timing
Oh-oh-oh-oh Kung-fu fighting Oh-oh-oh-oh Had to be fast as lightning
Oh-oh-oh-oh Oh-oh-oh-oh Oh-oh-oh-oh Keep on....keep on....keep on Oh-oh-oh-oh....Yeah, yeah Oh-oh-oh-oh........Fade
Hoogtij ((Adapted from: End Of The Line (Traveling Wilburys) - 1988)) Composer(s): George Harrison - Roy Orbison - Bob Dylan - Tom Petty - Jeff Lynne - Bart Herman Performer(s): Willy Sommers - 2007
Het is hoogtij wanneer de vloed het hoogste staat Het is hoogtij wanneer je hart het snelste slaat Het is hoogtij in elke vezel van je lijf Het is hoogtij en weet je met jezelf geen blijf
Was het te lastig, ging alles weer e's veel te traag ((laat je niet gaan)) Was het oervervelend, zag je weer e's niemand graag ((laat je niet gaan)) Was je bloeddruk hoog en dan weer veel te laag ((laat je niet gaan)) dan toch niet vandaag
Want het is hoogtij tijd om uit de bol te gaan Het is hoogtij niemand kan het weerstaan Het is hoogtij door het toedoen van de maan is het hoogtij zijn al je zorgen van de baan
Was het niet wat je noemt je beste week ((laat je niet gaan)) Liet iedereen of toch bijna je weer e's in de steek ((laat je niet gaan)) Kom dan hier naartoe en ook al heb je motorpech ((laat je niet gaan)) blijf maar onderweg
Want het is hoogtij je problemen zijn in een wip geflikt Het is hoogtij je wordt zó door iemand opgebiept Het is hoogtij iedereen komt recht hierheen Het is hoogtij we laten je toch niet alleen
En ook al was het zoals je zegt je dagje niet ((laat je niet gaan)) Het leven is geen dal vol tranen en verdriet ((laat je niet gaan)) Sla nu maar meteen linksaf en maak een rechtsomkeer ((laat je niet gaan)) zo zie je weer
Want het is hoogtij dan kunnen we niet zonder jou Het is hoogtij vergeet die zorgen nu maar gauw Het is hoogtij we willen dat je mee geniet Het is hoogtij haast je maar en mis het niet Het is hoogtij alles komt weer op z'n plooi Het is hoogtij het leven wordt weer even mooi Het is hoogtij vergeet wat ooit is geweest Het is hoogtij vanavond is het enkel feest
I Went To Your Wedding Composer(s): Jessie Mae Robinson Performer(s): Patti Page and multiple other artists
I went to your wedding Although I was dreading The thought of losing you The organ was playing My poor heart kept saying My dreams, my dreams are through
You came down the aisle Wearing a smile A vision of loveliness I uttered a sigh And then whispered goodbye Goodbye to my happiness
Your mother was crying Your father was crying And I was crying too The teardrops were falling Because we were losing you
You came down the aisle Wearing a smile A vision of loveliness I uttered a sigh And then whispered goodbye Goodbye to my happiness
Oh, your mother was crying Your father was crying And I was crying too The teardrops were falling Because we were losing you
Kungens Vaktparad English Title: The King's Changing Of The Guard Composer(s): Agnetha Fältskog; Björn Ulvaeus Performer(s): Agnetha Fältskog
Många går och drömmer, önskar sej nåt visst Några kanske får det som dom vill till sist Ni ska få höra om en liten grabb jag vet Han ville helst av allt ha en trumpet
När han fyllde ät ta, fick han sitt paket Och där låg hans fina blänkande trumpet Han blåste hela dan tills han blev trött och varm Och somna med trumpeten på sin arm
Då drömde han att han marscherade Så stolt i kungens vaktparad Och fanor fladdrade i solens sken Och folket stod i rad pårad
Då drom:mde han att han marscherade Gick främst i kungens vaktparad Och folket hurrade och kungen log Och sä "Han är en stolthet för vår stad"
Sen när han blev äldre, växte upp till man Fick han göra lumpen, kriga för sitt land Men när befälet vråla halt och skrek givakt Då gick hans tankar i en annan takt
Då drömde han att han marscherade Så stolt i kungens vaktparad Och fanor fladdrade i solens sken Och folket stod i rad pårad
Då drom:mde han att han marscherade Gick främst i kungens vaktparad Och folket hurrade och kungen log Och sä "Han är en stolthet för vår stad"
Tulsa Time Composer(s): Danny Flowers First release: Don Williams - 1978 Covered by multiple other artists
I left Oklahoma driving in a Pontiac Just about to lose my mind I was going on to Arizona, maybe on to California Where all the people live so fine My baby said I was crazy, my momma called me lazy I was going to show 'em all this time 'Cause you know I ain't no fool an' I don't need no more schooling I was born to just walk the line
Living on Tulsa time Living on Tulsa time Well you know I've been through it When I set my watch back to it Living on Tulsa time
Well there I was in Hollywood wishing I was doing good Talking on the telephone line But they don't need me in the movies and nobody sings my songs Guess I'm just wasting time Well then I got to thinking, man I'm really sinking And I really had a flash this time I had no business leaving and nobody would be grieving If I went on back to Tulsa time
Living on Tulsa time Living on Tulsa time Gonna set my watch back to it 'Cause you know I've been through it Living on Tulsa time
I Wasn't The One (Who Said Goodbye) Composer(s): Mark Mueller; Aaron Zigman Performer(s): Agnetha Fältskog; Peter Cetera
Your eyes and my eyes haven't talked in quite a while Seems like a lifetime since I walked beside your smile There's a dark cloud that's hanging above Memories never lie, still we talk about the way that it was And I think we both know the feelings haven't died
I wasn't the one who said goodbye, oh no I wasn't the one who disappeared in the night And I won't be the one to say that we can't try
Your touch and my touch haven't spoken for some time You say we've both changed and you're always on my mind Always on my mind... I can tell you that it's over and done But I would only lose being close to the one that I want So go on, and ask me if I'm still in love with you
I wasn't the one who said goodbye, oh no I wasn't the one who disappeared in the night And I won't be the one to say that we can't try
No, there was no need for you to ask Oh please don't ask You ought to know by now Oh babe, I want you back
I wasn't the one who said goodbye, oh no I wasn't the one who disappeared in the night I wasn't the one who said goodbye I wasn't the one who said goodbye I wasn't the one who disappeared in the night I wasn't the one who said goodbye I wasn't the one who said goodbye I wasn't the one who disappeared in the night I wasn't the one who said goodbye I wasn't the one who said goodbye I wasn't the one who disappeared in the night ...
Kussen Onder Regenbogen Composer(s): Bradtke; Bruhn; Louis Baret Performer(s): Ann Christy
Kussen onder regenbogen brengen geluk En doen je hart sneller slaan Kussen onder regenbogen doen stuk voor stuk Oprechte liefde ontstaan
Als wij de zon zien zijn wij verblijd Maar als het regent terzelfdertijd Zijn wij nog eens zo blij en zien omhoog Want wij verlangen een regenboog
Kussen onder regenbogen brengen geluk En doen je hart sneller slaan Kussen onder regenbogen doen stuk voor stuk Oprechte liefde ontstaan
't Is net een sprookje voor jou en mij Nooit krijgt een ander ons hart nog vrij Ik heb ervan gedroomd en heb gewacht Totdat de regenboog mij antwoord bracht
Kussen onder regenbogen brengen geluk En doen je hart sneller slaan Kussen onder regenbogen doen stuk voor stuk Oprechte liefde ontstaan Oprechte liefde ontstaan
I heard the train In the Tulsa night Calling out my name Looking for a fight She's come a long, long way Got a longer way to go So tell me how a train from Tulsa Has got a right to know She sings a song So sad and high And the Tulsa Queen Don't ever lie And she don't care where she goes Don't care where she's been And the Tulsa Queen ain't crying 'Cause I won't see you again Hey Hey Hey And I want to ride Like a Tulsa Queen Calling out to you As she calls to me As far away from Tulsa As these ten wheels can be Lately I speak Your name too loud Each time it comes up In a crowd And I know it when I do The Tulsa Queen and you Are gone...
I Wasn't Born In Tennessee Composer(s): Merle Haggard Performer(s): Chip Taylor
Got my four pedal streel player Jimmy's got his fiddle makin' like it was his own world Got them city hillbillies an' them green-eyed fillies Lookin' up at me like I was Merle An' if we can't fool 'em all the time It's all right with me 'Cause it's still my song, ain't nothin' wrong An' I wasn't born in Tennessee
I was seven an' ten years an' hidin' my fears Behind the sound of a steel guitar Though the city was rockin', we was country Sockin' it to 'em at a Mount Burnham bar Them city folks, we was doin' our strokes And that don't qualify me I'll be back again, you remember then That I wasn't born in Tennessee
We don't smoke marijuana in Muskogee We don't take our trips on LSD An' we don't burn our draft cards down on main street, by golly We like livin' right an' bein' free
I heard old Hag singin' about doin' his thing An' I was proud of the things that he'd done An' how them San Fran hippies an' them L.A. yippies Ain't changin' that Okie none But with every show, I see his sideburns grow An' there's hair where his face used to be An' in a year or so, you may never know That I wasn't born in Tennessee
Pick it, John
I keep pushin' my ballpoint an' doin' a joint Tryin' to get these words to rhyme An' it'll be my pride if I can hide My side of the Mason-Dixon line But if that don't play your party Honey, it's all right with me 'Cause I've got my dream waitin' just upstream An' I wasn't born in Tennessee
Here we go
Got my four pedal streel player Jimmy's got his fiddle makin' like it was his own world Got them city hillbillies an' them green-eyed fillies Lookin' up at me like I was Merle An' if we can't fool 'em all the time It's all right with me 'Cause it's still my song, ain't nothin' wrong An' I wasn't born (Wasn't born) On a farm (On a farm) I never knew a horse I didn't wager on I wasn't born in Tennessee
Tulpen Uit Amsterdam Composer(s): Ralf Arnie - E. Neumann Bader - Fransen - van Aleda Performer(s): De Havenzangers
Als de lente komt, dan stuur ik jou: Tulpen uit Amsterdam Als de lente komt, pluk ik voor jou: Tulpen uit Amsterdam Als ik wederkom, dan breng ik jou: Tulpen uit Amsterdam Duizend gele, duizend rooie Wensen jou het allermooiste! Wat mijn mond niet zeggen kan Zeggen tulpen uit Amsterdam Zeggen tulpen uit Amsterdam!
I Washed My Hands In Muddy Water French Title: Je Me Suis Lavé Les Mains Dans Une Eau Sale - 1966 Composer(s): Joe Babcock First release by: Stonewall Jackson - 1964 Covered by multiple other artists
I was born in Macon, Georgia They kept my Daddy in the Macon jail He said, Son, if you keep your hands clean, uh huh You wont hear those bloodhounds on your trail
I fell in with bad companions I robbed a man up in Tennessee And I got caught way up in Nashville, uh huh now And they locked me up and threw away the key
I washed my hands in muddy water I washed my hands, but they didnt come clean I tried to do like my daddy told me, now I must have washed my hands in a muddy stream
I asked the jailer, said Whens my time up? He said Son, you know we wont forget And if you try and just keep your hands clean, uh huh Why we may just make a good man of you yet
But I didnt wait to get my time in I broke down, broke out the Nashville jail I just crossed Atlanta, Georgia, oh now And I can hear those bloodhounds on my trail
I washed my hands in muddy water I washed my hands, but they didnt come clean I tried to do like my daddy told me, now I must have washed my hands in a muddy stream
Kyrie Composer(s): Louis Amade; Gilbert Bécaud Performer(s): Gilbert Bécaud
Dieu vient de rappeler Sur Marie Kyrié, kyrié La petite sur du Carmel Part en voyage vers le ciel
Dieu vient de rappeler Sur Marie Kyrié, kyrié La plus jeune et la plus jolie De la pauvre communauté
Dieu vient de rappeler Sur Marie Kyrié, kyrié O ma Petite Sur Comme je t'aimais! Et maintenant tu es morte Je t'aimais tellement, tellement Et moi dans mon miserere Kyrié, kyrié Je prie pour celle que j'aimais Je pleure celle que j'aimais
When it's Spring again I'll bring again Tulips from Amsterdam With a heart thats true I'll give to you Tulips from Amsterdam I can't wait until the day you fill These eager arms of mine Like the windmill keeps on turning That's how my heart keeps on yearning For the day I know we can share these Tulips from Amsterdam
When it's Spring again I'll bring again Tulips from Amsterdam With a heart thats true I'll give to you Tulips from Amsterdam I can't wait until the day you fill These eager arms of mine Like the windmill keeps on turning That's how my heart keeps on yearning For the day I know we can share these Tulips from Amsterdam
Please Mr. Brown Composer(s): Gene DePaul; Don Raye Performer(s): Sarah Vaughan
Please Mr. Brown Take it easy youre spoiling my gown Oh I know music brings out that yearning But right now youre learning to tango
Please Mr. Jones Not so tight you are crushing my bones Ill just bet youre an expert on wooing But right now were doing a tango
You boys, in spite of all the dancing lessons you bought Out on the dance floor, have but one school of thought And that is anything but what my dancing teacher taught
Please Mr. Smith Its a lady that youre dancing with Theres a time and a place for romancing But not while were dancing the tango
Now you guys are just a bunch of wolves in ivy league clothes Think as long as musics playing anything goes No one who wants a fellow wants a slow one But Im a gal who wants to know one Who knows what every lady knows
Please Mr. Smith Its a lady that youre dancing with Theres a time and a place for romancing But not while were dancing The tango
Kyrie Composer(s): Steve George; Lang; Page Performer(s): Mr. Mister
The wind blows hard against this mountainside Across the sea into my soul It reaches in to where I cannot hide Setting my feet upon the road My heart is old it holds my memories My body burns a gemlike flame Somewhere between the soul & soft machine Is where I find myself again
Kyrie Eleison Down the road that I must travel Kyrie Eleison Through the darkness of the night Kyrie Eleison Where I'm going will you follow Kyrie Eleison On a highway in the light
When I was young I thought of growing old Of what my life would mean to me Would I have followed down my chosen road Or only wished what I could be
Tulips And Heather Composer(s): Milton Carson Performer(s): Perry Como and multiple other artists
The spray of tulips and heather tied up together I sent my love today A spray of tulips and heather, asking her whether Loves dream had gone astray For theres a meaning to all the flowers They tell the story that never lies This purple heather means lonely hours And tulips weep for a love that dies And so I pray when they reach you If they can teach you all that is in my heart My spray of tulips and heather bring us together Never again to part
(For theres a meaning) My tulips and heather (To all the flowers) Are tied up together (They tell you a story) They tell you a tale That never lies (This purple heather) This beautiful heather (Means lonely hours) Means lonely forever (And tulips weep for) These tulips convey A love that dies
And so I pray when they reach you If they can teach you all that is in my heart My spray of tulips and heather bring us together Never again to part My darling, never again to part
