Retro-Songteksten: Evergreens, Classics, Old-Time Favourites, Hits Uit Onze Jeugd
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Midnight Rocks Composer(s): Al Stewart; Peter White Performer(s): Al Stewart
You say with best intention Let's throw away convention Set sail across the water To find the tides of fortune I say please understand it Don't let our love be stranded Upon the midnight rocks Upon the midnight rocks
You say there's no endeavour We couldn't try together No storm we couldn't weather We'll ride the wind forever I hear the words you've spoken Don't let our love be broken Upon the midnight rocks Upon the midnight rocks
Ah, you know you know it's easy Ah, to let it go believe me Ah, you know, you know you feel it Ah, don't lose it when you need it
I know that fascination With living each sensation In your imagination There is no hesitation I know your mind is turning Don't let our love lie burning Upon the midnight rocks Upon the midnight rocks
I know that fascination With living each sensation In your imagination There is no hesitation I say please understand it Don't let our love be stranded Upon the midnight rocks
Midnight Rider Composer(s): Gregg Allman; Robert Payne Originally performed by: The Allman Brothers Band Covered by various other artists
Well, I've got to run to keep from hiding And I'm bound to keep on riding And I've got one more silver dollar But I'm not gonna let them catch me, no Not gonna let 'em catch the Midnight Rider
And I don't own the clothes I'm wearing And the road goes on forever And I've got one more silver dollar But I'm not gonna let them catch me, no Not gonna let 'em catch the Midnight Rider
And I've gone by the point of caring Some old bed I'll soon be sharing And I've got one more silver dollar
(Repeat three times) But I'm not gonna let 'em catch me, no Not gonna let them catch the Midnight Rider
Categorie:Eng. Songs Tags:The Allman Brothers Band
Orchard Road Composer(s): Leo Sayer; Alan Tarney Performer(s): Leo Sayer
To tell the truth it's really such a sad affair Standing here waiting in the cold night air But I've got to make this call 'Cause my heart is breaking
I hear the bips drop a coin in the slot Has it been that long I thought you'd forgotten me Well I know that it's getting late But I just couldn't wait
Will I have the nerve to say I just wanna come back You shouldn't just go away I just wanna come back
I've been struck by such a bad luck I need a place a little happiness and some love I think I can see it now Now let me paint the picture
It's twelve o'clock and the curtains are drawn They're counting sheep down in orchard road You're hanging on the telephone line tonight And I wish I could be in orchard road
Not much been happening here I think I've got a job They're gonna call me next week And I'll be working out of town But it sure beats hanging around
What's that? Tomorrow at two You're kidding me -- No Is it allright with you I don't know what to say It'll be like a holiday
When you say you're all alone Makes me wanna come back And this house is not a home I just gotta go back
It's twelve ten when I put down the phone The moon's shining down on orchard road And I'm feeling like a schoolboy again and tonight I'll see you in my dreams of orchard road
It's funny but I thought I'd never go back I think sometimes I might loose track But I remember you and the things we do And I want it back
In orchard road you've got my heart I left it in your doorway In orchard road a welcome back Is waiting there just for me In orchard road the sun will shine Again I know, I know In orchard road you keep my love Just waiting there for me
It's eight o'clock and the dawn's arrived In orchard road it's breakfast time I climb in my car and I turn the key and I'm gone I am coming home To Orchard Road
Midnight Ride Performer(s): Paul Revere & The Raiders
Well, listen, my children, and-a you're gonna hear About the midnight ride of-a Paul Revere He had a hopped-up on his shoulder and mighty hot Stand on his tail and off like a shot He was a goin'-tide cat, this ol' Revere (rockin' Paul Revere)
You know he said to "stand on the shoulder and watch for the lights I'm gonna blink 'em once, oh or blink 'em twice Once if I hear and twice if I see Then off of my trail they ain't gonna catch me" He was a cautious mudder, this ol' Revere (rockin' Paul Revere)
He was a-rockin' and a-ridin' (rockin' and a-ridin') He was a-peelin' and a-hidin' (peelin' and a-hidin') He was a-tearin' up the lane like a man insane Rockin' Paul Revere
(Rockin' Paul Revere)
Well, studs drove the message and they pulled down the zips They headed for the bridge to cut off the ships When they got there they shuffled it tight They polished their pieces and got set to fight They got the word, man, from ol' Revere (rockin' Paul Revere)
He was a-rockin' and a-ridin' (rockin' and a-ridin') He was a-peelin' and a-hidin' (peelin' and a-hidin') He was a-tearin' up the lane like a man insane Rockin' Paul Revere
Studs saved their bridge and they saved their pads They were one big bunch of-a happy dads They licked the mean casses, had nothin' but fear But they coded homage to Paul Revere He was a real good head, this ol' Revere (rockin' Paul Revere)
Ah, tell 'em that, Revere! Oh, ride that on, travel, yeah! Look at him a-smokin' down that road! First they got to see him push them red cats right into the sea! Oh, travel on! (Rockin' Paul Revere) ...
Orange Colored Sky Composer(s): Milton DeLugg; William Stein Performer(s): Nat "King" Cole; and various other artists
I was walking along, minding my business When out of an orange-coloured sky Flash! Bam! Alakazam! Wonderful you came by
I was humming a tune, drinking in sunshine When out of that orange-coloured view Wham! Bam! Alakazam! I got a look at you
One look and I yelled "Timber" "Watch out for flying glass" 'Cause the ceiling fell and the bottom fell out I went into a spin and I started to shout, "I've been hit, This is it, This is it!"
I was walking along minding my business When love came and hit me in the eye Flash! Bam! Alakazam! Out of an orange-coloured sky
Midnight Rambler Composer(s): Mick Jagger; Keith Richards Originally performed by: The Rolling Stones Covered by various other artists
Did you hear about the midnight rambler Everybody got to go Did you hear about the midnight rambler The one that shut the kitchen door He don't give a hoot of warning Wrapped up in a black cat cloak He don't go in the light of the morning He split the time the cockerel crows
Talking about the midnight gambler The one you never seen before Talking about the midnight gambler Did you see him jump the garden wall Sighing down the wind so sadly Listen and you'll hear him moan Talking about the midnight gambler Everybody got to go
Did you hear about the midnight rambler Well, honey, it's no rock 'n' roll show Well, I'm Talking about the midnight gambler Yeah, everybody got to go
Well did you hear about the midnight gambler? Well honey its no rock-in' roll show Well I'm talking about the midnight gambler The one you never seen before
Oh don't do that, oh don't do that, oh don't do that Don't you do that, don't you do that (repeat) Oh don't do that, oh don't do that
Well you heard about the Boston... It's not one of those Well, Talking 'bout the midnight...sh... The one that closed the bedroom door I'm called the hit-and-run raper in anger The knife-sharpened tippie-toe... Or just the shoot 'em dead, brainbell jangler You know, the one you never seen before
So if you ever meet the midnight rambler Coming down your marble hall Well he's pouncing like proud black panther Well, you can say I, I told you so Well, don't you listen for the midnight rambler Play it easy, as you go I'm gonna smash down all your plate glass windows Put a fist, put a fist through your steel-plated door
Did you hear about the midnight rambler He'll leave his footprints up and down your hall And did you hear about the midnight gambler And did you see me make my midnight call
And if you ever catch the midnight rambler I'll steal your mistress from under your nose I'll go easy with your cold fanged anger I'll stick my knife right down your throat, baby And it hurts!
Best friends can come in lots of shapes and sizes That's why they're always such wonderful surprises Mine has four legs and a lot of orange fur He tells me life is great with the world's loudest purr
His name is Syd and when his owner moved away He came a-knocking at my door one day He said "I sure need a home, oh, won't you let me in? 'Cause orange cats make the very best friends"
Well, they're not in it for the food, not in it for the money Just give their chin a scratch, let them sleep where it's sunny You don't need a turtle or a gerbil or a bunny 'Cause orange cats make the very best friends
It's been nearly 20 years since he came to stay He's been my best friend in so many ways From a handsome young mouser to a wise old man Syd, the orange cat, he's been my very best friend
Well, they're not in it for the food, not in it for the money Just give their chin a scratch, let them sleep where it's sunny You don't need a turtle or a gerbil or a bunny 'Cause orange cats make the very best friends
Well, they're not in it for the food, not in it for the money Just give their chin a scratch, let them sleep where it's sunny You don't need a turtle or a gerbil or a bunny 'Cause orange cats make the very best friends
Midnight Mary Composer(s): Artie Wayne; Ben Raleigh Performer(s): Joey Powers; Jerry Cole; The Rockin' Berries
Meet me at midnight, Mary, same place we always go Meet me at midnight, Mary, and don't let anyone know Don't let anyone know
Your Daddy says I'm a bad boy And you've no future with me So we can only get together By meeting secretly
Meet me at midnight, Mary, same place we always go Meet me at midnight, Mary, and don't let anyone know Don't let anyone know
Just got a job on the railroad (diddy-dum-dum) The work is hard and long (diddy-um-dum) But I'm gonna build us a future And show your Daddy he's wrong
Meet me at midnight, Mary, same place we always go Meet me at midnight, Mary, and don't let anyone know Don't let anyone know
Soon as I have some money (diddy-dum-dum) For a home and everything (diddy-um-dum) We won't have to keep it a secret That you've got my wedding ring
Meet me at midnight, Mary, same place we always go Meet me at midnight, Mary, and don't let anyone know Don't let anyone know (Don't let anyone) Don't let anyone know-oh-oh
Orange Blossom Special Composer(s): Ervin T. Rouse Performer(s): Bill Monroe; and various other artists
Look a-yonder comin' Comin' down that railroad track Hey, look a-yonder comin' Comin' down that railroad track It's the Orange Blossom Special Bringin' my baby back
Well, I'm going down to Florida And get some sand in my shoes Or maybe California And get some sand in my shoes I'll ride that Orange Blossom Special And lose these New York blues
Hey, talk about a-ramblin' She's the fastest train on the line Talk about a-travellin' She's the fastest train on the line It's that Orange Blossom Special Rollin' down the seaboard line
Midnight Man Composer(s): Dickey Betts; Warren Haynes Performer(s): The Allman Brothers Band
Got my snake skin britches, alligator shoes money in my pocket, and a Memphis attitude Wear my downtown Stetson with a silver on the crown when I get started rolling baby, there ain't no slowing me down I'm your midnight man, guaranteed to love you like nobody can I'm your midnight man, if you don't know by now, somehow I'm gonna make you understand I'm your midnight man and I love you till the daylight babe Got my six shooter, gonna shoot it up in the air if it feels real good, I might shoot it just everywhere Got my best mojo, and my hoochie coochie too gonna put it all together gonna get after you I'm your midnight man, guaranteed to love you like nobody can I'm your midnight man, if you don't know by now, somehow I'm gonna make you understand I'm your midnight man and I love you till the daylight babe One thing's for certain since I been foolin' with you my reputation's hurtin' and I don't know what to do All of my little downtown girls, say I'm wasting time there ain't no use to fight it, I just can't get you outta my mind I'm your midnight man, guaranteed to love you like nobody can I'm your midnight man, if you don't know by now, somehow I'm gonna make you understand I'm your midnight man, and I love you till the daylight babe Hey, midnight, midnight man
Orange Blossom Lane Composer(s): Peter de Rose; Nick A. Kenny; Mitchell Parish Performer(s): Glenn Miller; Kay Kyser; Claude Thornhill
When I kissed you in Orange Blossom Lane I could hear this heart of mine sing a refrain I remember the moon was on the wane It was time to say goodbye And our song became a sigh Where are the blossoms that hung on the bough? Where are the love songs and where are you now? I'll be waiting till you come back again Just to kiss you in Orange Blossom Lane
Midnight Lullaby Composer(s): Tom Waits Originally performed by: Tom Waits Covered by various other artists
Sing a song of sixpence, pocket full of rye Hush-a bye my baby, no need to be crying You can burn the midnight oil with me as long as you will Stare out at the moon upon the windowsill, and dream...
Sing a song of sixpence, pocket full of rye Hush-a bye my baby, no need to be crying There's dew drops on the window sill, gumdrops in your head Slipping into dream land, you're nodding your head, so dream...
Dream of West Virginia, or of the British Isles 'Cause when you are dreaming, you see for miles and miles When you are much older, remember when we sat At midnight on the windowsill, and had this little chat And dream, come on and dream, come on and dream, and dream, and dream...
You think love is a game Love is a motion Endless and so deep Always emotion I've got many ways To reach tomorrow Love will always grow No pain, no sorrow When you take me in your arms You can break me with your heart I feel the magic of your charm Oh, you're tearing me apart
Midnight lady, love takes time Midnight lady, it's hard to find Midnight lady, I call your name I know you can ease my pain Midnight lady, just you and me Midnight lady, eternaly Midnight lady, I can fly in your arms I'll get high
Magic touched my life I'm still dreaming Anything before has lost its meaning Heaven in your eyes My soul is on fire Oh, my feelings grow, we can't go higher Oh, I just want a girl Baby, just to call my own And I just wanna dream I don't have to dream alone
O'Rafferty's Motor Car Composer(s): Tommie Connor Performer(s): Val Doonican
Now Dinny O'Rafferty's motor car is the greatest I declare It's made up of bits and pieces that he's picked up here and there The engine must be ages old, but it's still got lots of power With a gallon of stout in the petrol tank it does ninety miles an hour
What a wonderful motor car, it's the greatest ever seen It used to be black as me father's hat, now it's forty shades of green On TV and the radio and in every public bar The burning question of the day is O'Rafferty's motor car
Now two of the wheels are triangular and the third one's off a pram The fourth is the last remaining wheel from off a Dublin tram The number plate's in Gaelic and the plug's won't even spark And the chassis came off a tinker's cart that collapsed in Phoenix Park
What a wonderful motor car, it's the greatest ever seen It used to be black as me father's hat, now it's forty shades of green On TV and the radio and in every public bar The burning question of the day is O'Rafferty's motor car
Now go for a ride in that motor car and you'll end up with the shakes The road from Cork to Dublin is a vale of pains and aches When traffic lights turn red ahead, then you'd best jump out the door For the moment that Dinny treads on the break, then his foot goes through the floor
What a wonderful motor car, it's the greatest ever seen It used to be black as me father's hat, now it's forty shades of green On TV and the radio and in every public bar The burning question of the day is O'Rafferty's motor car
Now if you could see the upholstery, then your eyes would start to pop It's nothing but empty beer crates with a load of sacks on top The windscreen's gone to Lord knows where and there's mothballs in the horn And I reckon he'd only get half a quid if he took it to the pawn
What a wonderful motor car, it's the greatest ever seen It used to be black as me father's hat, now it's forty shades of green On TV and the radio and in every public bar The burning question of the day is O'Rafferty's motor car
Now Dinny was driving around last week when the engine did the splits It went up in smoke and nearly blew O'Connell Street to bits They searched around for Dinny and found that he'd landed up by heck Away on top of the GPO with his L-plates round his neck
What a wonderful motor car, it's the greatest ever seen It used to be black as me father's hat, now it's forty shades of green On TV and the radio and in every public bar The burning question of the day is O'Rafferty's motor car
Midnight Hour Composer(s): Rudy Martinez Performer(s): Questionmark & the Mysterians
I wanna tell you 'bout a story 'bout girl from the railroad tracks, yeah I wanna tell you 'bout a girl that lives by the railroad tracks, aw She's so fine, she's mine all mine And that's no lie, yeah
I'm gonna take her to a dance, do the belly Up and down, all night long I'm gonna dance to the midnight hour And baby that's no lie, oh no She's so fine, she's mine all mine And that's right
Alright, listen to me now
She's so fine, she's mine all mine And that's no lie I'm gonna do everything in my power To keep her in my life She's so fine, she's mine all mine And that's no lie, whoa yeah Alright, no lie baby Saturday night, yeah
Midnight Flyer Composer(s): Paul Craft Performer(s): Eagles and various other artists
Oo, Midnight Flyer Engineer, Won't You Let Your Whistle Moan? Oo, Midnight Flyer I Paid My Dues And I Feel Like Trav'lin' On
A Runaway Team Of Horses Ain't Enough To Make Me Stay So Throw Your Rope On Another Man And Pull Him Down Your Way Make Him Into Someone Who Can Take The Place Of Me Make Him Every Kind Of Fool You Wanted Me To Be
Oo, Midnight Flyer Engineer, Won't You Let Your Whistle Moan? Oo, Midnight Flyer I Paid My Dues And I Feel Like Trav'lin' On
Maybe I'll Go To Santa Fe, Maybe San Antone, Any Town Is Where I'm Bound Any Way To Get Me Gone Don't Think About Me, Never Let Me Cross Your Mind 'Cept When You Hear That Midnight Lonesome Whistle Whine
Oo, Midnight Flyer Engineer, Won't You Let Your Whistle Moan? Oo, Midnight Flyer I Paid My Dues And I Feel Like Trav'lin' On I Paid My Dues And I Feel Like Trav'lin' On
Oração De São Francisco Composer(s): Padre Irala Performer(s): Raimundo Fagner
Senhor, fazei-me instrumento de vossa paz Onde houver ódio que eu leve o amor Onde houver ofensa que eu leve o perdão Onde houver discórdia que eu leve união Onde houver dúvida que eu leve a fé Onde houver erro que eu leve a verdade Onde houver desespero que eu leve a esperança Onde houver tristeza que eu leve alegria Onde houver trevas que eu leve a luz
Oh! Mestre, fazei que eu procure mais Consolar que ser consolado Compreender que ser compreendido Amar que ser amado Pois é dando que se recebe É perdoando que se é perdoado E é morrendo que se vive Para a vida eterna
Midnight Cruiser Composer(s): Walter Becker; Donald Fagen Originally performed by: Steely Dan
Felonius my old friend Step on in and let me shake your hand So glad that you're here again For one more time Let your madness run with mine Streets still unseen we'll find somehow No time is better than now
Tell me where are you driving Midnight cruiser Where is your bounty Of fortune and fame I am another Gentlemen loser Drive me to Harlem Or somewhere the same
The world that we used to know People tell me it don't turn no more The places we used to go Familiar faces that ain't smilin' like before The time of our time has come and gone I fear we been waiting too long
Tell me where are you driving Midnight cruiser Where is your bounty Of fortune and fame I am another Gentlemen loser Drive me to Harlem Or somewhere the same