Retro-Songteksten: Evergreens, Classics, Old-Time Favourites, Hits Uit Onze Jeugd
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25 Miles Composer(s): Edwin Starr First release: Edwin Starr - 1969 Covered by multiple other artists
Hey hey uh huh huh huh huh oh Uh huh huh huh huh huh yeah It's twenty five miles from home Girl, my feet are hurting mighty bad Now I've been walking a three day, two lonely nights You know that I'm mighty mad But I got a woman waiting for me That's gonna make this trip worthwhile You see she's got the kind of lovin' and a kissing A make a man go stone wild So I got to keep on walkin' I got to walk on, oh ho ho I, I, I, I'm so tired But I just can't lose my stride
I got fifteen miles to go now And I can hear my baby calling my name It's as if as though I'm standing at her front door I can hear that doggone plain Now I'll be so glad to see my baby And hold her in my arms Now when I kiss her lips I turn a back over flip and I'll forget these feet of mine I got to keep on walkin' I got to walk on oh ho ho I, I, I, I, I'm so tired but I just can't lose my stride Walk on let me tell you ya'll I, I, I, I, I, I'm so tired But I just can't lose my stride Come on feet don't fail me now I got ten more miles to go I got nine, eight, seven, six, eight, six I got a five more miles to go Now over the hill just around the bend Huh although my feet are tired I can't lose my stride I got to get to my baby again
Klondyke Kate Composer(s): Suzi Quatro; Lennie Tuckey Performer(s): Suzi Quatro
Well, it's a face She's a daughter wearing all the bracelets, too And it's a place Ooo Don't let her mama catch you Won't cha have a taste of the bad side You never knew good could be so cruel And all the rest Ooo Don't let her mama catch you She make the most of any man You know those boys will take their life in their hands For Klondyke Kate... Sweet Klondyke Kate Klondyke Kate, you big moon-shine mama You don't know what you do Your hands are shakin Your temper's breakin And ya make a drink to cure your blues Oh, it's the same old style The same old story Follow in her mama's shoes You try to teach her, but she never thought to keep her cross walk over you Well, it's a face She's a daughter wearing all the bracelets, too And it's a place Ooo Don't let her mama catch you Won't cha have a taste of the bad side You never knew good could be so cruel And all the rest Ooo Don't let her mama catch you She make the most of any man You know those boys will take their life in their hands For Klondyke Kate... Sweet Klondyke Kate
I used to live in New York city Everything there was dark and dirty Outside my window was a steeple with a clock that always said 12:30 Young girls are coming to the canyon And in the mornings I can see them walking I can no longer keep my blinds drawn And I can't keep myself from talking At first so strange to feel so friendly To say "Good morning" and really mean it To feel these changes happening in me But not to notice till I feel it Young girls are coming to the canyon And in the mornings I can see them walking I can no longer keep my blinds drawn And I can't keep myself from talking Cloudy waters cast no reflection Images of beauty lie there stagnant Vibrations bounce in no direction But lie there shattered into fragments Young girls are coming to the canyon And in the mornings I can see them walking I can no longer keep my blinds drawn And I can't keep myself from talking
I Wonder What The King Is Doing Tonight From "Camelot" Composer(s): Alan Jay Lerner; Frederick Loewe Performer(s): Richard Harris and multiple other artists
I know what my people are thinking tonight As home through the shadows they wander Ev'ryone smiling in secret delight They stare at the castle and ponder Whenever the wind blows this way You can almost hear ev'ryone say I wonder what the King is doing tonight What merriment is the king pursuing tonight? The candles at the Court, they never burn'd as bright I wonder what the King is up to tonight How goes the final hour As he sees the bridal bower Being legally and regally prepared? Well, I'll tell you what the King is doing tonight He's scared! He's scared! You mean that a king who fought a dragon Whack'd him in two and fixed his wagon Goes to be wed in terror and distress? Yes! A warrior who's so calm in battle Even his armor doesn't rattle Faces a woman petrified with fright? Right! You mean that appalling clamoring That sounds like a blacksmith hammering Is merely the banging of his royal knees? Please! You wonder what the King is wishing tonight . . . He's wishing he were in Scotland fishing tonight What occupies his time while waiting for the bride? He's searching high and low for some place to hide And oh, the expectation The sublime anticipation He must feel about the wedding night to come! Well, I'll tell you what the King is feeling tonight He's numb! He shakes! He quails! He quakes! And that's what the King is doing tonight
Knee Deep In The Blues Composer(s): Melvin Endsley Performer(s): Guy Mitchell; and various other artists
Well, I've just been thinkin' things over How I have loved you for years My life just don't seem worth livin' Since you have left me in tears
Chorus: My skies have all turned to gray now And I just walk the soles offa my shoes Since you've been gone my heart's broken And I'm just knee-deep in the blues
Well, I've just been thinkin' things over How I have loved you for years My life just don't seem worth livin' Since you have left me in tears
Second Chorus: You ask me why I've been cryin' It's 'cause I've lost 'bout all I can lose Since you've been gone I've quit tryin' And I'm just knee-deep in the blues
Tweedlee Dee Composer(s): Winfield Scott
First release: LaVern Baker and The Gliders - 1954
Covered by multiple other artists
Tweedlee tweedlee tweedlee dee
I'm as happy as can be
Jimminy cricket jimminy jack
You make my heart go clickety-clack
Tweedlee tweedlee tweedlee dee
Tweedlee tweedlee tweedlee dot
How you gonna keep that honey you got
Hunkies hunkies fishes bite
I'm gonna see my honey tonight
Tweedlee tweedlee tweedlee dot
Tweedlee dee tweedlee dee
Give it up give it up
Give your love to me
Tweedlee dot tweedlee dot
Gimme gimme gimme gimme
Gimme all the love you got
Hump-be-ump-bump-bump
Tweedlee tweedlee tweedle doe
I'm a lucky so-and-so
Hubba hubba honey dew
I'm gonna keep my eyes on you
Tweedlee tweedlee tweedlee doe
Tweedlee doe tweedlee doe
Give that kiss to me before you go
Tweedlee dum tweedlee dum
Lookie lookie lookie lookie
Look at that sugar plum
Hump-be-ump-bump-bump
Tweedlee tweedlee tweedlee dum
You're as sweet as bubble gum
Mercy mercy pudding pie
You've got something that money can't buy
Tweedlee tweedlee tweedlee dum
Owww, tweedlee tweedlee dum
Owww, tweedlee tweedlee dum
Owww, tweedlee tweedlee dum
Owww, tweedlee tweedlee dum
Owww
I Wonder What She's Doing Tonight Composer(s): Tommy Boyce; Bobby Hart Performer(s): Boyce & Hart
f I had told her that I loved her She would have stayed till who knows when But I guess she couldn't understand it When I said I want to be your friend Cause a friend would never doubt you Or ever put you uptight And now I wonder what she's doing tonight
Oh yes I wonder What she's doing tonight Ooh I wonder what she's doing Tonight
We were so close we shouldn't get closer And it's making me feel so sad But I tell myself I didn't loose her Cause you can't loose a friend you never had (come on now) Cause a friend won't say it's over And go out just for spite And now I wonder what she's doing tonight
Oh yes I wonder What she's doing tonight Ooh I wonder what she's doing Tonight
(all right Bobby) Because a friend will always be there If you're wrong or if you're right And now I wonder what she's doing tonight
Oh yes I wonder What she's doing tonight Ooh I wonder what she's doing Tonight
Kneel Down Composer(s): Carlton Haney Performer(s): Don Reno & Red Smiley; Ronnie Reno
Kneel down, kneel down at the foot of the Cross And ask forgiveness that you may not be lost Jesus will forgive you of your every sin And you can go to Heaven, my brother When He comes again
All of you sinners who live a sinful way And go on a-living in sin every day Jesus will guide you, if you'll let him in And you can go to Heaven, my brother When He comes again
Kneel down, kneel down at the foot of the Cross And ask forgiveness that you may not be lost Jesus will forgive you of your every sin And you can go to Heaven, my brother When He comes again
All you merry-makers who live the wicked way And turn your backs on Jesus and His church every day Jesus is calling, won't you let him in And you can go to Heaven, my brother When He comes again
Knees Of My Heart Composer(s): Jimmy Buffett; Will Jennings; Michael Utley Performer(s): Jimmy Buffett; Chuck St. Troy
I've got a question for you Please grant me an interview Don't want to read it in a magazine Don't want to see it on the silver screen Don't let the craziness tear us apart
I'm down on the knees of my heart Down here on the knees of my heart
This comes from deep in my soul Your sweet love has taken control I'll swim across the ocean if you tell me so I'll take you to the jump up if you want to go It never is too late to make a brand new start
I'm down here on the knees of my heart Down here on the knees of my heart
Oh how I will sing if you give me everything I live for the day when there's nothing in our way
I will be waiting tonight You'll find my boat by the light I'm gonna show you what my love can do Out on the ocean all alone with you We'll find a desert island on an ancient chart
Take me from the knees of my heart Take me from the knees of my heart Take me from the knees of my heart Take me from the knees of my heart
'Twas Teatime At The Circus Composer(s): Harold Arlen - Gary Brooker - Matthew Fisher - E.Y. Harburg - Keith Reid Performer(s): Procol Harum
'T was tea-time at the circus: King Jimi, he was there Through hoops he skipped, high wires he tripped And all the while the glare of the aching, baking spotlight beat down upon his cloak And though the crowd clapped furiously they could not see the joke
'T was tea-time at the circus, though some might not agree As jugglers danced, and horses pranced and clowns clowned endlessly But trunk to tail the elephants quite silent, never spoke And though the crowd clapped desperately they could not see the joke
I Wonder How The Old Folks Are At Home Composer(s): A.P. Carter; M. Christian Performer(s): Osborne Brothers and multiple other artists
Well I wonder how the old folks are at home I wonder if they miss me while I roam I wonder if they pray for the boy who went away And left his dear old parents all alone
Now you can hear the cattle lowin' in the lane You cant see the fields of bluegrass where I roam You can almost hear them cry as they kiss their boy goodbye I wonder how the old folks are at home
Just a village and a homestead on the farm And a mother's love to shield you from all harm A mother's love so dear and a sweetheart brave and true Just a village and a homestead on the farm
Knees up Mother Brown Knees up Mother Brown Under the table you must go Ee-aye, Ee-aye, Ee-aye-oh If I catch you bending I'll saw your legs right off Knees up, knees up Never get the breeze up Knees up Mother Brown
Oh my, what a rotten song What a rotten song What a rotten song Oh my, what a rotten song And what a rotten singer Too-oo-ooh
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Alternative Version:
There came a girl from France Who didn't know how to dance The only thing that she could do Was knees up Mother Brown
Oh, knees up Mother Brown Knees up Mother Brown Knees up, knees up, never let the breeze up Knees up Mother Brown
Oh, hopping on one foot Hopping on one foot Hopping, hopping, never stopping Hopping on one foot
Oh, knees up Mother Brown Knees up Mother Brown Knees up, knees up, never let the breeze up Knees up Mother Brown
Oh, prancing up and down Prancing up and down Prancing, prancing, never dancing Prancing up and down
Oh, knees up Mother Brown Knees up Mother Brown Knees up, knees up, never let the breeze up Knees up Mother Brown
And whirling round and round Whirling round and round Whirling, whirling, never twirling Whirling round and round
Oh, knees up Mother Brown Knees up Mother Brown Knees up, knees up, never let the breeze up Knees up Mother Brown
Oh, knees up Mother Brown Knees up Mother Brown Knees up, knees up, never let the breeze up Knees up Mother Brown
I Wonder Composer(s): John Entwistle Performer(s): John Entwistle
I wonder what would happen if my dog could talk Would he look me in the eye and say take me for a walk When I gave him his dinner would he shake his head And say take it away I want caviar instead?
Thank you Mother Nature For the way you got things planned Don't ever change a thing, I'm happy as I am Imagine living in a place where the sea was red And your legs were in the position now occupied by your head Imagine living in a place where black was white And white was black, even the night
I wonder what would happen if my fish could fly Would it leap from its tank and hit the cat in the eye Out through the window and into the sky I'm so glad that sharks can't fly
Thank you Mother Nature For the way you got things planned Don't ever change a thing, I'm happy as I am Imagine living in a place where the sea was red And your legs were in the position now occupied by your head Imagine living in a place where black was white And white was black, even the night
I wonder what would happen if the moon fell down Would it leave a white circle Where they painted around I wonder what would happen if the sun went out
The Children's Marching Song (Nick Nack Paddy Whack)
The Children's Marching Song (Nick Nack Paddy Whack) ((French Version: La Marche Des Gosses (Annie Cordy)) Composer(s): Malcolm Arnold Performer(s): Mitch Miller; Cyril Stapleton
This old man he played one He played nick nack on my drum With a nick nack paddy whack Give a dog a bone This old man came rolling home
This old man he played two He played nick nack on my shoe With a nick nack paddy whack Give a dog a bone This old man came rolling home
This old man he played three He played nick nack on my tree With a nick nack paddy whack Give a dog a bone This old man came rolling home
This old man he played four He played nick nack on my door With a nick nack paddy whack Give a dog a bone This old man came rolling home
This old man he played five He played nick nack on my hive With a nick nack paddy whack Give a dog a bone This old man came rolling home
This old man he played six He played nick nack on my stick With a nick nack paddy whack Give a dog a bone This old man came rolling home
This old man he played seven He played nick nack on my deven With a nick nack paddy whack Give a dog a bone This old man came rolling home
This old man he played eight He played nick nack on my gate With a nick nack paddy whack Give a dog a bone This old man came rolling home
This old man he played nine He played nick nack on my vine With a nick nack paddy whack Give a dog a bone This old man came rolling home
This old man he played ten He played nick nack on my hen With a nick nack paddy whack Give a dog a bone This old man came rolling home
TV Screen Composer(s): Goran Bregovic - Iggy Pop Performer(s): Iggy Pop
Find a beautiful old street Not rushing through this time In a bar where a fat lady reigns supreme Come in and drink with a false name In circus clothes forget their pain They are the zombie bodies Caught in the glow of the TV screen Just forget it?
Forget it all The TV screen TV screen makes you feel small No life at all
Now that you have turned it off It's harder than you thought No one wants to give a damn Or even hear a thought They rush from one fad to the next You talk and it has no effect You are the target for stars And the planets on the TV screen Just forget it?
Forget it all The TV screen TV screen makes you feel small No life at all
