Retro-Songteksten: Evergreens, Classics, Old-Time Favourites, Hits Uit Onze Jeugd
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He was a fine upstanding bantam cock So brisk and stiff and spry With a springy step and a jaunty plume And a purposeful look in his eye In his little black laughing eye there was
I took him to the coop and introduced him to Me seventeen wild eyed hens He upped and he tupped as a hero tups He bowed to them all and then He upped and he tupped 'em all again
And then upon the peace of me ducks and me geese He rudely did intrude With a glazed eye and open mouth They bore him with fortitude And a little bit of gratitude
He jumped me giggling guinea fowl He thrust his attentions upon Me twenty hysterical turkeys and A visiting migrant swan And the bantam thundered on
He ravaged me fan tailed pigeon and Me lily white columbine And as I was locking up me budgerigar He jumped me parrot from behind Who was sitting on me shoulder at the time
Then all of a sudden with a gasp and a wheeze He clasped his wings to his head Lay flat on the ground with his feet in the air Me bantam cock lay dead And the vultures circled overhead they did
What a noble bird, what a champion cock What a way to live and to die I was digging him a grave to save his bones From the hungry buzzards in the sky When the bantam opened up a sly little eye
He gave me a wink and a terrible grin The way that rapists do He said you see them big daft buggers up there They'll be down in a minute or two They'll be down in a minute or two
Can I Get A Witness
Composer(s): Lamont Dozier - Brian Holland - Eddie Holland
First release by: Marvin Gaye - 1963
Covered by multiple other artists
Listen everybody, especially you girls Is it right to be left alone While the one you love is never home? I love too hard, my friends sometimes say But I believe, I believe That a woman should be loved that way But it hurts me so inside To see her treat me so unkind Somebody, somewhere tell her it's unfair
Can I get a witness? Can I get a witness? Can I get a witness? Somebody
Is it right to be treated so bad When you've given everything you had? Even tossin' in my sleep 'Cause I haven't seen my baby all week Now, you chicks do agree That this ain't the way love's supposed to be Let me hear, let me hear you say yeah, yeah
Up early in the morning with her on my mind Just to find out all night that I've been cryin' But I believe a woman's a man's best friend So I'm gonna stick by her till the very end But she causes so much misery I forget how Love is supposed to be Somebody, somewhere, tell her it ain't fair
Can I get a witness? I want a witness Witness, witness Witness, witness
Everybody knows, especially you girls Love can be sad But I have a love that's twice as bad Now all you chicks agree That this ain't the way its's supposed to be Let me hear you, let me hear you say yeah, yeah
I want a witness I want a witness I want a witness I want a witness
Faster Horses (The Cowboy And The Poet) Composer(s): Tom T. Hall Performer(s): Tom T. Hall; Bobby Bare; Jesse and Noah
He was an old-time cowboy, don't you understand His eyes were sharp as razor blades His face was leather tan His toes were pointed inward from a-hangin' on a horse He was an old philosopher, of course He was so thin I swear you could have used him for a whip He had to drink a beer to keep his britches on his hips I knew I had to ask him about the mysteries of life He spit between his boots and he replied
"It's faster horses, younger women Older whiskey, and more money"
He smiled and all his teeth were covered with tobacco stains He said, "It don't do men no good to pray for peace and rain Peace and rain is just a way to say prosperity And buffalo chips is all it means to me"
I told him I was a poet, I was lookin' for the truth I do not care for horses, whiskey, women or the loot I said I was a writer, my soul was all on fire He looked at me an' he said "You are a liar"
"It's faster horses, younger women Older whiskey, and more money"
Well, I was disillusioned, if I say the least I grabbed him by the collar and I jerked him to his feet There was something cold and shiny layin' by my head So I started to believe the things he said
Well, my poet days are over and I'm back to being me As I enjoy the peace and comfort of reality If my boy ever asks me what it is that I have learned I think that I will readily affirm
"It's faster horses, younger women Older whiskey, and more money" "Faster horses, younger women Older whiskey, and more money" "Faster horses, younger women Older whiskey, and more money"
The Bannerman Composer(s): Roger Cook - Herbie Flowers - Roger Greenaway Performer(s): Blue Mink
So we waved our hands as we marched along and the people smiled as we sang our song and the world was saved as they listened to the band and the Bannerman held the banner high
he was ten feet tall and he touched the sky and I wish that I could be a Bannerman
Glory Glory Glory
listen to the band Sing the same old story ain't it something grang
to be good as you can like a Bannerman!
And the drums went Boom as the cornets play and the tuba 'umba''d' all the way and the kids and the dogs were laughing as they ran And the Bannerman held the banner high with an Allelujah in his eye and I wish that I could be a Bannerman
Glory Glory Glory...
So we reached the square on the top of the hill and the music stopped and we stood still and a few were saved and the people said Amen
Then we all got up and we formed a queue and the drums went Bang as the trumpets blew and we marched back down into the town again
Fast Freight Composer(s): Terry Gilkyson Performer(s): The Kingston Trio; The Easy Riders; Tim Hardin; Serendipity Singers
As I listen for the whistle, lie awake and wait Wish the railroad didn't run so near 'Cause the rattle and clatter of that old fast freight keeps a-makin' music in my ear Go bum again Go bum again Oo
[Chorus:] Hear the whistle blow Hear the whistle blow Clickety clack, clickety clack The wheels are saying to the railroad track Well, if you go, you can't come back If you go, you can't come back If you go, you can't come back
Well, I wouldn't give a nickel for the bum I used to be work as hard as any man in town I got a purty gal She thinks the world of me Man would be a fool to let her down Go bum again Go bum again Oo
[Chorus]
So ev'ry night I listen, wonder if it's late In my dreams I'm ridin' on that train I feel my pulse a-beatin' with that old fast freight and thank the Lord I'm just a bum again Go bum again Go bum again Oo
Down On The Banks Of The Ohio ((Finnish Version: Yksi Kasvoton (Lea Laven) - 1972)) (Traditional) First release by: Ernest V. Stoneman - 1928 Covered by multiple other artists
I asked my love to take a walk To take a walk, just a little walk Down beside where the waters flow Down by the banks of the Ohio
And only say that you'll be mine In no others' arms entwine Down beside where the waters flow Down by the banks of the Ohio
I held a knife against his breast As into my arms he pressed He cried "my love, don't you murder me I'm not prepared for eternity"
I wandered home 'tween twelve and one I cried, "My God, what have I done?" I've killed the only man I love He would not take me for his bride
And only say that you'll be mine In no others' arms entwine Down beside where the waters flow Down by the banks of the Ohio
Fast As You Composer(s): Dwight Yoakam Performer(s): Dwight Yoakam; and various other artists
Maybe someday I'll be strong Maybe it won't be long I'll be the one who's tough You'll be the one who's got it rough It won't be long and Maybe I'll be real strong
Maybe I'll do things right Maybe I'll start tonight You'll learn to cry like me Baby let's just wait and see Maybe I'll start tonight And do things right
You'll control me Oh so boldly Rule me 'til I'm free 'Til the pain that shakes me Finally makes me Get up off of my knees
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Maybe I'll be fast as you Maybe I'll break hearts too But, I think that you'll slow down When your turn to hurt comes around Maybe I'll break hearts And be as fast as you
Uhhh
You'll control me Oh so boldly Rule me 'til I'm free 'Til the pain that shakes me Finally makes me Get up off of my knees
Ahh, Sookie
Maybe I'll be fast as you Maybe I'll break hearts too I think that you'll slow down When your turn to hurt comes around Maybe I'll break hearts And be as fast as you
The Band Played On Composer(s): Charles Ward - John F. Palmer Performer(s): Guy Lombardo & His Orch. and multiple other artists
Casey would waltz with a strawberry blonde And the band played on! He'd glide cross the floor with the girl he ador'd And the band played on! His brain was so loaded it nearly exploded The poor girl would shake with alarm! He'd ne'er leave the girl with the strawberry curl And the band played on!
Casey would waltz with a strawberry blonde And the band played on! He'd glide cross the floor with the girl he ador'd And the band played on! His brain was so loaded it nearly exploded The poor girl would shake with alarm! He'd ne'er leave the girl with the strawberry curl And the band played on!
Can I Change My Mind
Composer(s): Barry Despenza - Carl Wolfolk
First release by: Tyrone Davis - 1968
Covered by multiple other artists
Aww, she didn't bat an eye As I packed my bags to leave I thought she would start to cry Or sit around my room and grieve But y'all, the girl, she fooled me this time She acted like I was the last thing on her mind I would like to start all over again Baby, can I change my mind I just wanna change my mind Baby, let me change my mind As I took those steps Toward that open door Knowing all the time Oh, Lord, I just didn't wanna go But she didn't give me no sign Nothing that would make me change my mind I would like to start all over again Baby, can I change my mind Please, please, please, baby I just wanna change my mind Oh, I played my games Many times before But peoples, let me tell y'all Oh, I never reached the door But ooh, the winds howl tonight I keep lookin' back but my baby's nowhere in sight I would like to start all over again Baby, can I change my mind Please, please, please, baby Baby, let me change my mind
Fashion Composer(s): David Bowie Performer(s): David Bowie; and various other artists
There's a brand new dance But I don't know it's name That people from bad homes Do again and again It's big and it's bland Full tension and fear They do it over there But we don't do it here
Fashion - Turn to the left Fashion - Turn to the right We are the goon squad And we're coming to town Beep-beep - Beep-beep
Listen to me - Don't listen to me Talk to me - Don't talk to me Dance with me - Don't dance with me No - Beep-beep - Beep-beep
There's a brand new talk But it's not very clear That people from good homes Are talking this year It's loud and it's tasteless I've not heard it before Shout it while you're dancing On the -er dance floor
Fashion - Turn to the left Fashion - Turn to the right We are the goon squad And we're coming to town Beep-beep - Beep-beep
Listen to me - Don't listen to me Talk to me - Don't talk to me Dance with me - Don't dance with me No - Beep-beep - Beep-beep
Oop bop - do do do do do do do do Fa fa fa fa fashion
Can I Canoe You Up The River?
Composer(s): Marjorie Goetschius - Edna Osser
Performer(s): Billy Cotton & His Band
Can I canoe you up the river
Can I canoe you up the stream
Can I canoe you up the river
Like I did in last night's dream
We'll drift a moment in the moonlight
I'll fish for little things to say
And with the help of Mr. Moonlight
Maybe you'll see things my way
I tried to tell you how I care
But never made the grade
Now things might change if I could have
A setting for my serenade
So, can I canoe you up the river
I'll be as nice as I can be
And hope that while we're up the river
You'll go overboard for me
Can he canoe you up the river
Can he canoe you up the stream
Can he canoe you up the river
Like I did in last night? dream
You'll drift a moment in the moonlight
You'll fish for little things to say
And with the help of Mr. Moonlight
Maybe you'll see things my way
I tried to tell you how I care
But never made the grade
Now things might change if I could have
A setting for my serenade
So, can I canoe you up the river
I'll be as nice as I can be
And hope that while we're up the river
You'll go overboard for me
Fascination Composer(s): Dick Manning; Fidenco Dante Marchetti Performer(s): Jane Morgan; and various other artists
(Fascination turned to love)
It was fascination, I know And it might have ended right there at the start Just a passing glance, just a brief romance And I might have gone on my way empty-hearted
It was fascination, I know Seeing you alone with the moonlight above Then I touched your hand and next moment I kissed you Fascination turned to love
It was fascination, I know Seeing you alone with the moonlight above Then I touched your hand and next moment I kissed you Fascination turned to love
Ballad Of You And Me And Pooneil Composer(s): Paul Kantner Performer(s): Jefferson Airplane
If you were a bird and you lived very high knew even the wind as the breeze came by say to the wind as it took you away That's where I wanted to go today" And I do know that I need to have you around Love like a mountain springtime flashing through the rivers of my mind it's what I feel for you You and me go walking south And we see all the world around us The colors blind my eyes and my mind to all but you And I do know that I need to have you around And I do, I do know that I need to have you around I have a house where I can go When there's too many people around me I can sit and watch all the people Down below goin' by me Halfway down the stair is a stair Where I sit and think about you and me But I wonder will the sun still see all the people goin' Will the moon still hang in the sky when I die When I die, when I'm high, when I die? If you were a cloud and you sailed up there You sail on water as blue as air You'd see me here in the fields and say "Doesn't the sky look green today?"
Fascinating Rhythm Composer(s): George Gershwin; Ira Gershwin Performer(s): Susannah McCorkle; and various other artists
Got a little rhythm, a rhythm, a rhythm That pit-a-pats through my brain So darn persistent The day isn't distant When it'll drive me insane Comes in the morning Without any warning And hangs around me all day I'll have to sneak up to it Someday, and speak up to it I hope it listens when I say
Refrain: Fascinating Rhythm You've got me on the go! Fascinating Rhythm I'm all a-quiver When a mess you're making! The neighbours want to know Why I'm always shaking Just like a flivver Each morning I get up with the sun Start a-hopping Never stopping To find at night no work has been done I know that Once it didn't matter But now you're doing wrong When you start to patter I'm so unhappy Won't you take a day off? Decide to run along Somewhere far away off And make it snappy! Oh, how I long to be the man I used to be! Fascinating rhythm Oh won't you stop picking on me?
Ballad Of Wes Tancred Composer(s): Josef Myrow - Robert Wells Performer(s): Eddy Arnold
Come all you good people and lend me your ear I got a sad story that you oughta hear The wind it was howlin' 'round Sam Older's shack The night that his killer stepped out of the black And shot Sam down from the rear
Wes Tancred, Wes Tancred A pal right down to the end Wes Tancred, Wes Tancred The black-hearted, white-livered, backbitin' sidewinder Murdered his own best friend
It happened on Friday the thirteenth of May The coroner carried Sam Older away If I don't know nothin' There's one thing's a fact The hole was much bigger in front than in back Now you don't kill a brave man that way
Wes Tancred, Wes Tancred A pal right down to the end Wes Tancred, Wes Tancred The black-hearted, white-livered, backbitin' sidewinder Murdered is own best friend
Now folks when you sleep Put a bolt on your door Wes Tancred is loose with his Colt 44 Don't lie on your stomach when you go to bed 'Cause he'll take a shot at the back of your head The way he done it before
Wes Tancred, Wes Tancred A pal right down to the end Wes Tancred, Wes Tancred The black-hearted, white-livered, backbitin' sidewinder Murdered is own best friend