Retro-Songteksten: Evergreens, Classics, Old-Time Favourites, Hits Uit Onze Jeugd
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Take Me To The Pilot ((Italian Version: Il Primo Passo (Tihm) - 1970)) Composer(s): Elton John - Bernie Taupin First release by: Elton John - 1970 Covered by multiple other artists
If you feel that it's real I'm on trial And I'm here in your prison Like a coin in your mint I am dented and I'm spent with high treason
Through a glass eye your throne Is the one danger zone Take me to the pilot for control Take me to the pilot of your soul
Take me to the pilot Lead me through the chamber Take me to the pilot I am but a stranger
Take me to the pilot Lead me through the chamber Take me to the pilot I am but a stranger
Well I know he's not old And I'm told he's a virgin For he may be she But what I'm told is never for certain
Take Me To The Land Of Jazz Composer(s): Edgar Leslie - Bert Kalmar
It was down in Tennessee That the Jazzy melody Originated then waited for popularity Now in every cabaret It's the only thing they play I love to hear it, must be near it That's why I say
There is music in each breeze Even tombones grow on trees You hear 'em moaning and groaning their tuneful harmonies Every cotton planter's son When he meets his lovin' "hon" Is simply pestered and requested To join the fun
"Take me to the Land of Jazz Let me hear the kind of blues that Memphis has I want to step To a tune that's full of ginger and pep Pick 'em up and lay 'em down Learn to Razmataz Let me give you a warning We won't get home until morning 'Cause everybody's full of Jazzbo In the lovin' Land of Jazz"
Motownphilly Composer(s): Dallas Austin; Michael Bivins; Nathan B. Morris; Shawn Patrick Stockman Performer(s): Boyz II Men; The Trammps
Motownphilly's back again Doin' a little east coast fling Boyz II Men going off Not too hard, not too soft
It's long overdue but now Philly is slammin' Boyz II Men, ABC, BBD The east coast family Never skipped a beat, na While cooling on South street Jet black Benz, plenty of friends And all the Philly steaks you could eat Back in school we used to dream about this everyday Could it really happen? Or do dreams fade away Then we started singing them They said it sounded smooth So we started a group and here we are Kickin' it just for you
Motownphilly's back again Doin' a little east coast fling Boyz II Men going off Not too hard, not too soft
The spotlight is on us now Watch us do this Da da, daaa da da, da da da da da da Live and direct from Philly town Rap and hype and we can get down We are ready to roll So now the world will know that we were Back in school we used to dream about this everyday Could it really happen? Or do dreams fade away Then we started singing them They said it sounded smooth So we started a group and here we are Kickin' it just for you
Motownphilly's back again Doin' a little east coast fling Boyz II Men going off Not too hard, not too soft
Doom doom doom da da, doom doom doom da da Da di da di da da, da da, daa daa daa Doom doom doom da da, doom doom doom da da Da di da di da da, da da, daa daa daa
Motownphilly's back again Doin' a little east coast fling Boyz II Men going off Not too hard, not too soft
Give It Away Composer(s): Carl Davis; Eugene Record Performer(s): The Chi-Lites; Tahiti 80
Give it away Ooh, hoo, give it away Give it away Ooh, hoo, give it away
Whats the sense in giving you love When youre gonna give it away Oh, yeah {Give it away} And whats sense in giving you kisses When youre gonna give it away Oh, yeah {Give it away}
You say you have nothing to live for Baby, baby, Im here knockin at your door Give it away, its all right (You can do what you wanna) Give it away, its all right (Cause I know youre gonna) Give it away, give it away
Whats the sense in having my love When Im gonna give it to you {Give it away} Give it straight to you, baby {Give it away} And I dont mean maybe Whats sense denying I love you When youre mad and Im proud of you {Give it away} Oh, yeah {Give it away}
Baby, love was made for two I know, I know, I know its meant for me and you Give it away, its all right (You can do what you wanna) Give it away, its all right (Cause I know youre gonna) Give it away, give it away
I love you no matter what you do Baby, baby, baby, baby
Baby, love was made for two I know, I know, I know its meant for me and you
Oh, whats the sense in having my love {Ooh, hoo, give it away} When Im gonna give it to you And whats sense in giving you kisses {Ooh, hoo, give it away} When its you Im gonna be missin
And whats sense in giving you honey {Ooh, hoo, give it away} When youre takin away my money Oh, baby, baby, baby, baby, baby {Ooh, hoo, give it away} Yeah, yeah
Whats the sense in giving you love {Ooh, hoo, give it away} Whats the sense in giving you money
Take Me In Your Arms And Hold Me Composer(s): Cindy Walker First release by: Eddy Arnold - 1949 Covered by multiple other artists
Take me in your arms and hold me Like I've been holding you in my heart Take me in your arms and tell me That you missed me since we've been apart
You just don't know how heartsick and lonesome I've been Or how much I've prayed that you'd come back again And take me in your arms and hold me Like I've been holding you in my heart
Comme j'avais beaucoup marché J'étais fatigué Je vois une espèce de ferme Je me dis j'vais m'arrêter J'ai dit hé hé là-dedans Y a-t-il quelqu'un de vivant Je me sentais vraiment seul Devant la maison Quand soudain devant moi Un grand gaillard de fermier Vient me braquer son canon À la hauteur du menton
Je tombais sur les genoux En criant mais vous êtes fous Moi j'aime bien les fermiers Ne me tuez pas s'il vous plaît Il s'en est fallu d'un rien Qu'il ne me tire comme un lapin C'est vous l'espèce de vagabond Qui vient pour mendier J'ai dit non non non Je n'suis pas c'que vous croyez En droit je suis licencié J'ai fait l'Université
Alors arriva la fille Qui s'appelait Rita Ell' semblait tout droit sortie D'la Dolce Vita Et je me mis en devoir De l'amadouer comme son père Je lui dis la jolie ferme Que vous avez là Dit's-moi qu'est ce qu'un étudiant Connaît à l'agriculture J'ai répondu braves gens Je suis un puits de culture
En voyant mes ongles sales Il sut que je travaillais Il me dit d'un air futé Vous avez l'air fatigué Oh oui j'ai fait huit cent bornes Et j'en ai vraiment plein l'dos Il me jeta sur la paille Avec les bestiaux Tâchez de rester tranquille Ou sinon moi je me fâche Ne touchez pas à ma fille Et demain faut traire les vaches
Je ne dormais que d'un il Quand Rita vint me secouer Elle me faisait de l'il Comme Tony Perkins Elle me dit viens prendre un' douche Je vais te montrer où c'est J'ai répondu hey hey hey C'coup là on m'la déjà fait J'essayais de m'défiler Je n'savais pas trop comment Mais Rita a insisté Vraiment très très gentiment
Je n'pouvais plus m'en tirer J'avais l'air d'un lâche J'aurais pas dû accepter D'aller demain traire les vaches Pour sortir de cette histoire Fallait trouver un moyen J'ai crié Fidel Castro C'est un bon copain Rita parût suffoquée J'ai cru que c'était gagné Quand le fermier soudain surgit En hurlant qu'est ce que t'as dit
J'ai dit vive Fidel Castro Vous m'avez compris Il me tomba sur le dos A bras raccourcis Rita parla de sa mère Qui dormait au cimetière Tandis qu'le vieux me flanquait Un coup dans l'buffet En enfer je t'expédie Si tu n't'en vas pas tout d'suite Espèce d'étudiant pourri Espèce de rat communiste
Il me jeta à la tête Un paquet d'readers digest Moi je fis une pirouette Le vieux prit son escopette J'éclatais par la fenêtre A cent quatre vingt à l'heure Et j'atterris en tempête Dans un pot de fleurs Revenez criait Rita Le père chargeait son engin Quand le soleil se leva Moi j'étais déjà très loin
Même si Rita est partie Je n'reviendrai pas d'sitôt Chez ce vieux fermier maudit Car j'ai trouvé un boulot Mais la sacrée vieille canaille Espère bien me faire cueillir Un jour par son F B I Mais il peut courir Je continue à penser Envers et contre tous Sans liberté de parler On est moins que rien du tout
Give It All You Got Composer(s): Carol Ide; Steve Ide Performer(s): Arlo Guthrie
Let's not sit here, talk about it baby It's got to start in your heart or else it'll pass on by It's what pleases you when your love seems new That puts the light back in your eyes You got what it takes, and I know it make it through
Chorus: You've got to give it all that you got Honey that's the thing to do You've got to give it your best shot Even when the world's closing' in on you
It's not an easy life we're livin' But in the end if it's love you're givin' Don't be afraid, don't give it up Give it all you got
There's people around who are standin' right by your side Walkin' hand in hand, they could follow you up to the sky But if you leave 'em alone, they'll be on their own And then there'll be reason to try, What's the use payin' dues when you got no reason why
Chorus
What do you do when there's so much in you You can't feel the road that you're on Say what needs to be said, get it all out your head And you're back on the road before long
Take Me In Your Arms (Rock Me A Little While) Composer(s): Brian Holland - Lamont Dozier - Eddie Holland First release by: Kim Weston - 1965 Covered by multiple other artists
Take me in your arms Hold me for a while, hey baby
I know youre leavin me behind Im seein you, darling, for the very last time Show a little tenderness before you go Please let me feel your embrace once more
Take me in your arms Rock me, rock me a little while Oh, darling, rock me just a little while
We all must feel heartache sometime Right now, right now Im feeling mine I tried my best to be strong, Im not able Im like a helpless child left in a cradle Let me know joy before I grieve Just once more, darling, before you leave
Take me in your arms Rock me, rock me a little while Oh, darling, rock me just a little while
Im losing you and my happiness My life is over, I must confess Ill never, never see your smilin face no more Ill never, never hear your knock on my door Before you leave me, leave me behind Let me feel happy just one more time
Take me in your arms Rock me, rock me a little while Oh, darling, rock me just a little while
I said I would beg, I said I would plead Here I am, baby; Im beggin you please Baby please, baby please
Take me in your arms Rock me, rock me a little while Oh, darling, rock me just a little while
Take me in your arms Rock me, rock me a little while Oh, darling, rock me just a little while
Motorpsycho Nitemare
((French Version: Cauchemar Psychomoteur (Hugues Aufray))
Composer(s): Bob Dylan
First release by: Bob Dylan - 1964
Covered by multiple other artists
I pounded on a farmhouse Lookin' for a place to stay I was mighty, mighty tired I had gone a long, long way I said, "Hey, hey, in there Is there anybody home?" I was standin' on the steps Feelin' most alone Well, out comes a farmer He must have thought that I was nuts He immediately looked at me And stuck a gun into my guts
I fell down To my bended knees Saying, "I dig farmers Don't shoot me, please!" He cocked his rifle And began to shout "You're that travelin' salesman That I have heard about" I said, "No! No! No! I'm a doctor and it's true I'm a clean-cut kid And I been to college, too"
Then in comes his daughter Whose name was Rita She looked like she stepped out of La Dolce Vita I immediately tried to cool it With her dad And told him what a Nice, pretty farm he had He said, "What do doctors Know about farms, pray tell?" I said, "I was born At the bottom of a wishing well"
Well, by the dirt 'neath my nails I guess he knew I wouldn't lie "I guess you're tired" He said, kinda sly I said, "Yes, ten thousand miles Today I drove" He said, "I got a bed for you Underneath the stove Just one condition And you go to sleep right now That you don't touch my daughter And in the morning, milk the cow"
I was sleepin' like a rat When I heard something jerkin' There stood Rita Lookin' just like Tony Perkins She said, "Would you like to take a shower? I'll show you up to the door" I said, "Oh, no! no! I've been through this before" I knew I had to split But I didn't know how When she said "Would you like to take that shower, now?"
Well, I couldn't leave Unless the old man chased me out 'Cause I'd already promised That I'd milk his cows I had to say something To strike him very weird So I yelled out "I like Fidel Castro and his beard" Rita looked offended But she got out of the way As he came charging down the stairs Sayin', "What's that I heard you say?"
I said, "I like Fidel Castro I think you heard me right" And ducked as he swung At me with all his might Rita mumbled something 'Bout her mother on the hill As his fist hit the icebox He said he's going to kill me If I don't get out the door In two seconds flat "You unpatriotic Rotten doctor Commie rat"
Well, he threw a Reader's Digest At my head and I did run I did a somersault As I seen him get his gun And crashed through the window At a hundred miles an hour And landed fully blast In his garden flowers Rita said, "Come back!" As he started to load The sun was comin' up And I was runnin' down the road
Well, I don't figure I'll be back There for a spell Even though Rita moved away And got a job in a motel He still waits for me Constant, on the sly He wants to turn me in To the F.B.I. Me, I romp and stomp Thankful as I romp Without freedom of speech I might be in the swamp
Give Him A Great Big Kiss Composer(s): George Morton Performer(s): The Shangri-Las; and various other artists
Here comes my guy walking down the street Look how he walks with a dancing beat Thick wavy hair, a little too long All day long he's singing his song And when I see him in the street My heart takes a leap and skips a beat Gonna walk right up to him Give him a great big kiss Tell him that I love him Tell him that I care Tell him that I'll always be there
(Spoken) Well what color are his eyes? I don't know he's always wearing shades Is he tall? Well, I've got to look up Yeah? Well I hear he's bad Mm, he's good, bad, but he's not evil
Tell me more, tell me more Big bulky sweaters to match his eyes Dirty fingernails Oh boy what a prize Tight tapered pants, high button shoes He's always looking like he's got the blues And when I see him in the street My heart takes a leap and skips a beat Gonna walk right up to him Give him a great big kiss Tell him that I love him Tell him that I care Tell him that I'll always be there
Take Me In Your Arms Composer(s): F. Charles Performer(s): Jack Wallis & His Band
Take me in your arms again While the moon and stars remain Take me to your heart and say well never part Please dont let me plead in vein
While theres love theres still a kiss All the world remembers this So darling as you face me, wont you please embrace me And take me in your arms again
So darling as you face me, wont you please embrace me And take me in your arms again
Motorhead Composer(s): Lemmy Kilmister Originally performed by: Hawkwind Covered by various other artists
Sunrise, wrong side of another day Sky high and six thousand miles away Don't know how long I've been awake Wound up in an amazing state Can't get enough And you know it's righteous stuff Goes up like prices at Christmas Motorhead, you can call me Motorhead, alright
Brain dead, total amnesia Get some mental anaesthesia Don't move, I'll shut the door and kill the lights I guess I'll see you all on the ice All good clean fun Have another stick of gum Man, you look better already Motorhead, remember me now Motorhead, alright
Fourth day, five day marathon We're moving like a parallelogram Don't move, I'll shut the door and kill the lights If I can't be wrong I must be right I should be tired And all I am is wired Ain't felt this good for an hour Motorhead, remember me now, Motorhead alright
Give Her A Little Kiss Composer(s): Miller; Franz Steininger Performer(s): Carl Brisson
If you've fallen in love with someone As a healthy young man should do Don't be shy or afraid For each little maid needs love, love You can easily win that someone If you listen to what I say You can capture her quick With one little trick, that'll get her right away
Just give her a little kiss A little kiss, and then a kiss Give her a little kiss And leave the rest to the girl
There's not a single miss Who's likely to object to this Give her a little kiss And leave the rest to the girl
As soon as you're together Get busy, never stop Don't talk about the weather In fact say nothing at all
Just give her a little kiss Then a little of that, and a little of this Then give her a little kiss And leave the rest to the girl
Give her a little kiss A little kiss, and then a kiss Give her a little kiss And leave the rest to the girl
There's not a single miss Who's likely to object to this So give her a little kiss And leave the rest to the girl
As soon as you're together Get busy, never stop Don't talk about the weather In fact say nothing at all
Just give her a little weee Then a little Woo, and a little wow Then give her a little kiss And leave the rest to the girl
Take Me In Your Arms ((aka Come Back To Sorrento (Dean Martin) - 1951; Surrender (Elvis Presley) - 1960/1961)) (Adapted from: Torna A Surriento - 1902) Composer(s): Giambattista De Curtis - Ernesto De Curtis - Joe Lilley Performer(s): Dean Martin - 1962
Once upon a lovely time Many million dreams ago Once there was a man in love dear Many million dreams ago
Once he thought he had a sweetheart Then he broke the golden rule Never take your love for granted Wise men often play the fool
Now he'd like to say I'm sorry Can't you see within his heart Without you there's no tomorrow Why should true love have to part
Take me in your arms I promise to be true Never again I'll stray Away from you
Take me in your arms I promise to be true Never again I'll stray Away from you
Motorcycle Mama Composer(s): Johnny Wyker Originally performed by: Sailcat
Tell your Daddy and your Mama too You got something better to do Stick around the house the rest of your life Your eighteen you can do what you like You'll be the queen of my highway, my motorcycle mama We'll see the world through my Harley
We'll get matching jackets and helmets too We'll get respect from the towns we ride through We'll sleep at the roadside in the soft green grass and if the squares walk by we'll let them pass You'll be the queen of my highway, my motorcycle mama We'll see the world through my Harley
And maybe in a year or two, we'll have a little one, she'll look just like you We'll add on a sidecar, electric guitar We'll be a trio, the baby makes three, oh
Tell your Daddy and your Mama too You got something better to do Stick around the house the rest of your life Your eighteen you can be my wife You'll be the queen of my highway, my motorcycle mama We'll see the world through my Harley We'll see the world through my Harley We'll see the world through my Harley if the chain don't break!
Give Birth To A Smile Composer(s): Roger Waters Performer(s): Roger Waters; Ron Geesin
Long live the child and the man Long live the mother and the lad The hills behind us and the sea Reach out to welcome you and me Valley deep and mountain tall Lie upon the ground before us all Strange are the colours of the turf Heralding the rebirth of the earth Gather all your energy and try Give birth to a smile Give birth to a smile Give birth to a smile (Everytime you think about it) Give birth to a smile Give birth to a smile Give birth to a smile Give birth to a smile Give birth to a smile Give birth to a smile (Hear me tellin' you) Give birth to a smile (Give birth to a smile) Give birth to a smile (Give birth, give birth) Give birth to a smile Give birth to a smile (Every day of your life) Give birth to a smile (Give a little birth to a smile) Give birth to a smile
Take Me Home, Country Roads Composer(s): John Denver - Mary Catherine Danoff - William Danoff First release by: John Denver - 1971 Covered by multiple other artists
Versions In Other Languages: 1975 - Faire Un Pont (Dick Rivers) 1975 - Ved Me Dál, Cesto Má (Pavel Bobek)
Almost heaven, West Virginia Blue Ridge Mountains Shenandoah River Life is old there Older than the trees Younger than the mountains Growing like a breeze
Country roads, take me home To the place where I belong West Virginia, mountain mom Take me home, country roads
All my memories gathered 'round her Miner's lady, stranger to blue water Dark and dusty, painted on the sky Misty taste of moonshine Teardrop in my eye
Country roads, take me home To the place I belong West Virginia, mountain momma Take me home, country roads
I hear her voice, in the morning hour she calls me Radio reminds me of my home far away And driving down the road I get a feeling I should have been home yesterday, yesterday
Country roads, take me home To the place where I belong West Virginia, mountain momma Take me home, country roads
Moto Contínuo Composer(s): Chico Buarque - Edú Lobo Performer(s): Edú Lobo; Chico Buarque; Antonio Carlos Jobim
Um homem pode ir ao fundo do fundo do fundo se for por você Um homem pode tapar os buracos do mundo se for por você Pode inventar qualquer mundo, como um vagabundo se for por você Basta sonhar com você Juntar o suco dos sonhos e encher um açude se for por você A fonte da juventude correndo nas bicas se for por você Bocas passando saúde com beijos nas bocas se for por você Homem também pode amar e abraçar e afagar seu ofício porque Vai habitar o edifício que faz pra você E no aconchego da pele na pele, da carne na carne, entender Que homem foi feito direito, do jeito que é feito o prazer Homem constrói sete usinas usando a energia que vem de você Homem conduz a alegria que sai das turbinas de volta a você E cria o moto-contínuo da noite pro dia se for por você E quando um homem já está de partida, da curva da vida ele vê Que o seu caminho não foi um caminho sozinho proque Sabe que um homem vai fundo e vai fundo e vai fundo se for por você
