Retro-Songteksten: Evergreens, Classics, Old-Time Favourites, Hits Uit Onze Jeugd
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Ten Men Workin' Composer(s): Neil Young Performer(s): Neil Young
We are men at work We got a job to do We gotta keep you rockin' To keep your soul from the blue Well we work all day Then we work all night We got to keep you dancin' Gotta make you feel alright
Ten men workin' Ten men workin' tonight Huuagh-ahhh-huuagh-ahhh
We gotta dig the groove We're gonna hammer the blues You can't sit down 'Cause we got a job to do
We gotta dig the groove We're gonna hammer the Blues You can't sit down 'Cause we got a job to do
Ten men workin' Ten men workin' tonight Huuagh-ahhh-huuagh-ahhh
We are men at work We got a job to do We gotta keep you rockin' Keep your soul from the blues Well we work all day And then we work all night We got to keep you dancin' Got to make you feel alright
Ten men workin' Ten men workin' tonight Huuagh-ahhh-huuagh-ahhh
We got to dig the groove We're gonna hammer the blues Well you can't sit down 'Cause we got a job to do
We got to dig the groove We're gonna hammer the blues You can't sit down We got a job to do
Ten men workin' Ten men workin' tonight Huuagh-ahhh-huuagh-ahhh
My Monday Date Composer(s): Sid Robin; Earl Hines Performer(s): Louis Armstrong and various other artists
Don't forget our Monday date that you promised me last Tuesday Don't forget and don't be late all be there on noon-day I'm gonna shine my shoes, steam my tie Step right baby, 'cause you're straight in your eyes Don't forget our Monday date that you promised me last Tuesday
Grandad's Flannelette Nightshirt Composer(s): George Formby; Eddie Latta Performer(s): George Formby; Judge Dread
Now in our family we've got an heirloom They handed it to me a year ago It's been in our possession since Grandad was a lad Ill tell you what it is and then you'll know It's my Grandad's Flannelette nightshirt
In it I was christened one day Down at the church they were in a whirl No one seemed to know if I were boy or girl They'd had one or two and ee they were in mess But it's all right said the preacher rather curt I've been and had a quiz and I've found out what it is By his Grandad's Flannelette shirt, lordy lordy His Grandad's Flannelette shirt
In my Grandad's Flannelette nightshirt I got married one day In the train my bride gave a shout "Ee what is that you are pulling out?" I said, "It's old fashioned and it's tattered and torn But I've brought it honeymooning with me Gert" When she said, "What is it dear?" I whispered in her ear "It's my Grandad's Flannelette shirt, lordy lordy My Grandad's Flannelette shirt"
The other day I got an invitation to go and join a nudist colony And as the life is healthy and in the open air I trotted off as happy as can be With my Grandad's Flannelette nightshirt I walked up to the door Someone said, "Now don't make a fuss, just take off your clothes and you'll be like us" I was bashful so I stayed by myself, for with the girls I didn't want to flirt But when I fell asleep they all came and had a peep At my Grandad's Flannelette shirt lordy lordy My Grandad's Flannelette shirt
In eighteen ten grandfather joined the army to fight Napoleon across the sea You've heard about the battle they had at Waterloo, but what was it that brought us victory Why my Grandad's Flannelette nightshirt it saved old England that day Bonaparte said "We are undone" even Josephine put her gasmask on He shot down our colours and captured our flag, but we are not downhearted its a cert For flying in the gale everyone could see the tail Of my Grandad's Flannelette shirt lordy lordy My Grandad's Flannelette shirt
Ten Lonely Guys Composer(s): Cliff Adams - Eddie Snyder - Jerry Goldstein - Richard Gottehrer Performer(s): Pat Boone; Neil Diamond
Each night we meet and talk about you Reminisce about the things you used to do We just sit around broken-hearted 'cause all of us are still in love with you
Oh, yes we're ten lonely guys with ten broken hearts We thought your lies were true Yes we're just ten lonely guys with tears in our eyes Ten lonely guys who still love you
Eddie was the first one to hold you Jerry was the first to taste your kiss Then came Johnny, Stan, Richie, Neal, and Bobby, Jack, and Cliff And I was the last one on your list
Oh, yes we're ten lonely guys with ten broken hearts We thought your lies were true Yes we're just ten lonely guys with tears in our eyes Ten lonely guys who still love you
The footsteps at the door can mean just one thing Someone else has been a fool for you One more guy who wants to tell his story One more guy who knows what we've been through
Oh, yes we're ten lonely guys with ten broken hearts We thought your lies were true Yes we're just ten lonely guys with tears in our eyes And tonight we'll set a chair for someone new
My Mistake Composer(s): Jamie James Performer(s): The Kingbees
You and I been goin' steady for a whole lot o' years And it was love that started feelin' like a ???????? My love is dyin', but I can't hide it I'm sorry honey, but I wanna ride
I saw a real fine girl at the market place She had a nice way of walkin' and a real fine face Of course, like a man I don't understand I'm sorry chick, but it's my mistake
Well, my, my, my, my, my, my, my mistake Yes, my, my, my, my, my, my, my mistake
Oh, alright now, honey
I had to choose between school and a rock 'n roll band I made up my mind to rock as fast as I can I don't want no teachers, or their rules You've got it right, I'm nobody's fool
But to get yourself spotted, like you just don't know Too many people got a smile, then they lie like the low It's hard to take, 'cause I need space I'm sorry honey, it was my mistake
Grandad Composer(s): Flowers; Pickett Performer(s): Clive Dunn
I've been sitting here all day thinking Same old thing ten years away thinking Now my days are gone, memories linger on Thoughts of when I was boy
Pennyfarthings on the street riding Motorcars were funny things, frightning Bow and hoops and spinning tops Annie gretzel's lollipops Comic cuts, all different things
Grandad, grandad you're lovely That's what we all think of you Grandad, grandad you're lovely That's what we all think of you Grandad grandad
Aeroplanes tied up with string flying Telephones and talking things sighing A radio and phonograph, Charlie Chaplin made us laugh Silently falling about Familiar things I keep around, near me Memories of my younger days, clearly Now it's in my mind? Everyday I find, thoughts of when I was boy
Grandad, grandad you're lovely That's what we all think of you Grandad, grandad you're lovely That's what we all think of you Grandad, grandad
My Mirage Composer(s): Doug Ingle Performer(s): Iron Butterfly
In my mind I see a mirage on the wall But unfortunately it's not there at all So I guess I'll draw my mirage on the wall Then it can be here to see and enjoyed by all
My mirage, I'll be drawing you soon Then all of the beautiful people that come to our home They'll be seeing you too My mirage I'll be drawing you soon My mirage, I'll be seeing you soon
In my mind I see a mirage on the wall But unfortunately it's not there at all So I guess I'll draw my mirage on the wall Then it can be here to see and enjoyed by all
My mirage, I'll be drawing you soon Then all of the beautiful people that come to our home They'll be seeing you too My mirage I'll be drawing you soon My mirage They'll be seeing you soon
Ten Little Fingers And Ten Little Toes (Down In Tennessee)
Ten Little Fingers And Ten Little Toes (Down In Tennessee) Composer(s): Harry Pease - Johnny White - Ira Schuster - Ed. G. Nelson
I met a pal from Tennessee, and with a smile he greeted me for he was feeling happy, mighty snappy, jumping up and down with glee he got good news from home today, and that's the reason he felt gay I thought it was simply great, just had to congratulate, when I heard him say
He said "I'm leaving town today, I hope and pray there's no delay I'm going to get my ticket, double quick it, not a thing could make me stay I long to see my little prize, and look in those baby eyes just try to imagine me, back home in Tennessee, oh, what paradise
"I've got ten little fingers, and ten little toes down in Tennessee, waiting there for me, I never had a baby call me "Da-da" how proud I know I'll be, when I hear it calling me Oh gee! I'll kiss every finger, I'll kiss every toe at home sweet home I'll linger for they'll need me there I know although it only weighs ten pounds and just one day old I wouldn't give it up for all the world and it's gold for I've got ten little fingers, and ten little toes, waiting down in Tennessee for me
"I've got ten little fingers, and ten little toes down in Tennessee, waiting there for me Oh, how I'll hold it, in my arms enfold it when night time shadows creep, I will lull it fast asleep and then I'll count every finger, I'll count every toe close to his side I'll linger for he'll want me there I know if he looks like his mother what a child he must be but if he looks like me then he's got my sympathy for I've got ten little fingers and ten little toes, waiting down in Tennessee for me
Quattro Lire E Noi English Title: My Mind's Eye Performer(s): Nomadi (Originally performed by: The Small Faces)
Noi, quattro lire e noi quattro amici e poi che ci importerà del mondo che non sa guardare in faccia mai la realtà
Noi, il nostro amore e noi questo amore che vive accanto a noi la gente non lo sa che la felicità è tutta qua
Se importante sarei, che farai se poi nessuno cè, vicino a te noi, con quattro lire noi ricchi più che mai e che ci importerà del mondo che non sa guardare in faccia mai la realtà
Grand Ole Opry Song Composer(s): Hylo Brown Performer(s): Jimmy Martin; The Nitty Gritty Dirt Band
Come and listen to my story if you will Im gonna tell About a gang of fellers from down at Nashville First Ill start with old Red Foley doin the chattanooga shoe We cant forget Hank Williams with them good old lovesick blues
Its time for Roy Acuff to go to Memphis on his train With Minnie Pearl and Rod Brasfield and lazy Jim Day Turn on all your radios I know that you will wait Hear little Jimmy Dickens sing take an old cold tater and wait
Therell be guitars and fiddles, Earl Scruggs and his banjo too Bill Monroe singing em the honky tonky blues Ernest Tubbs number two wrongs wont make a right At the Grand Ole Opry evry saturday night
There was uncle Dave Macon his gold tooth and plug-hat Cowboy Copas singing tragic romance Signed sealed and delivered with Sam and Kirk Mcgee And the master of ceremony was Mr. George D. Hays
There was Lonzo and Oscar a-poppin bubble gum George Morgan singin candy kisses yum yum Got a hole in my bucket bringin in that Georgia mill Well sing the sunny side of the mountain and dance to the chicken reel
Therell be guitars and fiddles and banjo pickin too Bill Monroe singin em the honky tonky blues Ernest Tubbs number too wrongs wont make a right At the Grand Ole Opry evry saturday night
You can talk about your singers in all kinds of way But none could sing the old songs like Bradley Kincaid With his old hound dog guitar and the famous blue tail fly Stringbean with Hank Snow and old fiddlin Chubby wise
Therell be guitars and fiddles, Earl Scruggs and his banjo too Bill Monroe singin em the honky tonky blues Ernest Tubbs number two wrongs dont make a right At the Grand Ole Opry evry saturday night
Ten Little Bottles Composer(s): Johnny Bond Performer(s): Johnny Bond
A friend of mine gave me ten little bottles Of some special stuff that he brewed up his-self So I took it and hid it down in my basement But my wife found out about it and she told me to get rid of it or else And since I didn't like the way she said or else I went down there and proceeded to carry out her instructions
I sat the ten little bottles on the drainboard Picked up the first bottle, pulled the cork out of it And poored it down the sink That is, um, all except one little swallow - which I drank
I picked up the next bottle and I pulled the cork out of it And poured it down the sink All except one little swallow - which I drank
I picked up the next bottle and I pulled the sink out of it And I poured it down the cork All except one little swallow - which I drank
I picked up the next cork and I pulled the bottle out of it And I poured it down the sink All except one little drink - which I drank
I picked up the next sink and I pulled the cork out of it And I poured it down the bottle All except one little swallow - which I sank
I picked up the next drink and I pulled the swallow out of it And I poured it down the sink All except one little drink - I think
Well anyway by this time it's plain to see That them little bottles of mine, let's see now How many bottles have I got left - which I drank
Now I'm askin' you wasn't that a awful thing for my wife to make me do Bless her little heart, bl-less her little heart, I'm tellin' ya one thing You better not say nothin' against my wife buster 'Cause I'll have you know, I'll - have - you - know That I've got da wifest little nice you ever saw in your [hicc] Which I drank
My Mind's Eye Italian Title: Quattro Lire E Noi Composer(s): Ronnie Lane; Steve Marriott Originally performed by: The Small Faces Covered by various other artists
I sit here every day lookin' at the sky ever wondrin' why I dream my dreams away And I'm livin' for today In my mind's eye
Things are clearer than before Showing my the way Asking me to stay I'll never close the door to all these things and more in my mind's eye
Everybody I know says I've changed Laughin' behind their hands I think their strange
People runnin' everywhere Runnin' through my life I couldn't give a damn `cause they'll never see all that I can see With my mind's eye
Na na na na na na Na na na na na Na na na na na Na na na na na Na na na na
Na na na na na na Na na na na na Na na na na na Na na na na na Na na na na ...
Grand Jacques (C'est Trop Facile) Composer(s): Jacques Brel Performer(s): Jacques Brel
C'est trop facile d'entrer aux églises De déverser toutes ses saletés Face au curé qui dans la lumière grise Ferme les yeux pour mieux nous pardonner
Tais-toi donc Grand Jacques Que connais-tu du Bon Dieu Un cantique une image Tu n'en connais rien de mieux
C'est trop facile quand les guerres sont finies D'aller gueuler que c'était la dernière Ami bourgeois vous me faites envie Vous ne voyez donc point vos cimetières
Tais-toi donc Grand Jacques Et laisse-les donc crier Laisse-les pleurer de joie Toi qui ne fus même pas soldat
C'est trop facile quand un amour se meurt Qu'il craque en deux parce qu'on l'a trop plié D'aller pleurer comme les hommes pleurent Comme si l'amour durait l'éternité
Tais-toi donc Grand Jacques Que connais-tu de l'amour Des yeux bleus des cheveux fous Tu n'en connais rien du tout
Et dis-toi donc Grand Jacques Et dis-toi donc Grand Jacques Dis-le-toi bien souvent C'est trop facile De faire semblant De faire semblant
Ten Guitars Composer(s): Gordon Mills Performer(s): Engelbert Humperdinck and multiple other artists
I have a band of men and all they do is play for me They come from miles around to hear them play a melody Beneath the stars my ten guitars will play a song for you And if you're with the one you love this is what you do
Oh, dance, dance, dance to my ten guitars And very soon you know just where you are Through the eyes of love you see a thousand stars When you dance, dance, dance, to my ten guitars
Guitars are made for love my band of men will always say So give each one a pretty girl and they will start to play Beneath the stars my ten guitars will play a song for you And if you're with the one you love this is what to do
Oh, dance, dance, dance to my ten guitars And very soon you know just where you are Through the eyes of love you see a thousand stars When you dance, dance, dance, to my ten guitars
Ooh, let me tell you now Dance, dance, dance to my ten guitars Hm, come on, everybody Dance dance dance to my ten guitars
My Melody Of Love Composer(s): Henry Mayer; Bobby Vinton Performer(s): Bobby Vinton and various other artists
I'm lookin' for a place to go So I can be all alone From thoughts and memories So that when the music plays I don't go back to the days When love was you and me
"Oh, oh, moja droga, ja Cie kocham" Means that I love you so "Moja droga, ja Cie kocham" More than you'll ever know "Kocham ciebie calym sercem" Love you with all my heart Return to me and always be My melody of love
Wish I had a place to hide Al my sorrow, all my pride I just can't get along 'Cause the love once so fine Keeps on hurtin' all the time Where did I go wrong?
"Oh, oh, moja droga ja Cie kocham" Means that I love you so "Moja droga, ja Cie kocham" More than you'll ever know "Kocham ciebie calym sercem" Love you with all my heart Return to me and always be My melody of love
Woh-oh, la-la, la-la-la, la, la-la My melody of love La-la, la-la-la, la, la-la
My melody of love La-la, la-la-la, la, la-la My melody...
Grand Hotel Composer(s): Gary Brooker; Keith Reid Performer(s): Procol Harum
Tonight we sleep on silken sheets We drink fine wine and eat rare meats On Carousel and gambling stake Our fortunes speed, and dissipate It's candlelight and chandelier It's silver plate and crystal clear The nights we stay at Hotel Grand
Tonight we dine at Hotel Ritz (A golden dish with every wish) It's mirrored walls, and velvet drapes Dry champagne, and bursting grapes Dover sole, and Oeufs Mornay Profiteroles and Peach Flambe The waiters dance on fingertips The nights we dine at Hotel Ritz
One more toast to greet the morn The wine and dine have danced till dawn Where's my Continental Bride? We'll Continental slip and slide Early morning pinch and bite (These French girls always like to fight) It's serenade and Sarabande The nights we stay at Hotel Grand Les nuits qu'on passe à l'Hotel Grande
I like to sing James Taylor songs, and songs by Carol King I'll even sing John Murphy songs, I'll sing anything But when I sing in social clubs, just one thing sickens me a wee drunk woman staggers up, and this is what she says to me Hey Jimmy, gonna gi' us Ten Guitars? Her face has got a dozen battle scars Oh, I must have sang that song in a thousand bars Oh I'm really getting sick of Ten Guitars
Guitars were made for Rock and Roll, and no' this kind of trash Gimme a song wi' Stephen Stills, or even Johnny Cash But just when I start out to sing, some nice wee melody the same wee woman donners up, and this is what she says to me
Hey Jimmy, oh c'mon, gi' us Ten Guitars Her face has got a thousand battle scars Oh, I must have sang that song in a thousand bars Oh I'm really getting sick of Ten Guitars
Oh, if I could get my hands on that big balm-pot Humperdink I'd rip his tonsils out his throat, and stuff them down the sink Oh, I wish he'd never sang that song, or maybe something else instead, I'd love to take his ten Guitars, and wrap them around his head
Hey Jimmy, oh c'mon, gi' us Ten Guitars Her face has got a million battle scars Oh, I must have sang that song in a thousand bars Oh I'm really getting sick of Ten Guitars
My Melancholy Baby Composer(s): Ernie Burnett; George A. Norton Performer(s): Bing Crosby and various other artists
Come to me my melancholy baby Cuddle up and don't be blue ... All your fears are foolish fancy, maybe You know dear that I'm in love with you!
Every cloud must have a silver lining Wait until the sun shines through Smile my honey dear, while I kiss away each tear Or else I shall be melancholy too!
Every cloud must have a silver lining Wait until the sun shines through Smile my honey dear, while I kiss away each tear Or else I shall be melancholy too!