Retro-Songteksten: Evergreens, Classics, Old-Time Favourites, Hits Uit Onze Jeugd
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The Equestrian Statue Composer(s): Neil Innes Performer(s): The Bonzo Dog Band
There once was a very famous man On his famous horse he'd ride through the land The people used to see him everywhere When he died, they put a statue in the square
(hooray)
Here comes the Equestrian Statue Prancing up and down the square Little old ladies stop 'n' say "Well, I declare!"
Once a month on a Friday there's a man With a mop and bucket in his hand To him it's just another working day So he whistles as he rubs and scrubs away
(hooray)
Here comes the Equestrian Statue Prancing up and down the square Little old ladies stop 'n' say "Well, I declare!"
It's a sight to bring you joy, you feel so gay And it's guaranteed to brighten up your day If it's gray
(hooray)
Here comes the Equestrian Statue Prancing up and down the square Little old ladies stop 'n' say "Well, I declare!"
It's a sight to bring you joy, you feel so gay And it's guaranteed to brighten up your day If it's gray
Feel so gay Feel so gay Feel so gay Feel so gay Feel so gay
Castles Made Of Sand
Composer(s): Jimi Hendrix
First release by: The Jimi Hendrix Experience - 1967
Covered by multiple other artists
Down the street you can hear her scream 'you're a disgrace' as she slams the door in his drunken face And now he stands outside and all the neighbours start to gossip and drool
He cries 'oh girl, you must be mad what happened to the sweet love you and me had?' Against the door he leans and starts a scene and his tears fall and burn the garden green
And so castles made of sand fall in the sea, eventually
A little Indian brave who before he was ten played war games in the woods with his Indian friends And he built a dream that when he grew up he would be a fearless warrior Indian Chief Many moons passed and more the dream grew strong until tomorrow he would sing his first war song and fight his first battle But something went wrong, surprise attack killed him in his sleep that night
And so castles made of sand, melt into the sea, eventually
There was a young girl, whose heart was a frown 'cause she was crippled for life, and she couldn't speak a sound
And she wished and prayed she could stop living, so she decided to die She drew her wheel chair to the edge of the shore and to her legs she smiled 'you won't hurt me no more' But then a sight she'd never seen made her jump and say 'Look, a golden winged ship is passing my way' And it really didn't have to stop, it just kept on going
And so castles made of sand, slip into the sea, eventually
The Entertainer Composer(s): Tony Clarke
Performer(s): Tony Clarke
You're the entertainer, the entertainer You're the entertainer, the entertainer
You made 'em laugh, and you left 'em feelin' glad You made 'em cry, and you left 'em feelin' sad They've seen you perform in so many plays But they're not to know you're unhappy today
So they'll never know, go on with the show 'Cause, You're the entertainer, the entertainer You're the entertainer, the entertainer
The curtain's up, and your audience is waiting out there Now walk on stage, boy, like you don't have a care And don't let 'em know that you're feelin' so low Since your girl put you down, you're a sad-hearted clown
But the show must go on, go on and on 'Cause, You're the entertainer, the entertainer You're the entertainer, the entertainer, yeah
Now hear that applause, now you know you made the grade You fooled them well, for the money they paid Now walk off in style, and don't forget to smile Though your heart tells you, "frown" you can't let the people down
Sure your one girl has gone, but you've got to walk on When, you're the entertainer, tell yourself (the entertainer) You're the entertainer, you know, you can do it (the entertainer) You're the entertainer, walk on, in style now (the entertainer) You're the entertainer, come on, in style now (the entertainer) You're the entertainer, come on, in style now (the entertainer)...
Castles In The Air Composer(s): Don McLean Performer(s): Don McLean; Celtic Thunder; George Hamilton IV
And if she asks you why, you can tell her that I told you That I'm tired of castles in the air I've got a dream I want the world to share And castle walls just lead me to despair
Hills of forest green where the mountains touch the sky A dream come true, I'll live there till I die I'm asking you to say my last goodbye The love we knew ain't worth another try
Save me from all the trouble and the pain I know I'm weak, but I can't face that girl again Tell her the reasons why I can't remain Perhaps she'll understand if you tell it to her plain But how can words express the feel of sunlight in the morning In the hills, away from city strife I need a country woman for my wife I'm city born, but I love the country life
For I cannot be part of the cocktail generation Partners waltz, devoid of all romance The music plays and everyone must dance I'm bowing out I need a second chance
Save me from all the trouble and the pain I know I'm weak, but I can't face that girl again Tell her the reasons why I can't remain Perhaps she'll understand if you tell it to her plain
And if she asks you why, you can tell her that I told you That I'm tired of castles in the air I've got a dream I want the world to share And castle walls just lead me to despair
Fodder On Her Wings Composer(s): Nina Simone Performer(s): Nina Simone; Vic Chesnutt
A bird fell to earth Reincarnated from her birth She had fodder in her wings She had dust inside her brains She flitted here and there United States, Switzerland, France, England, everywhere With fodder in her wings And dust inside her brains Oh how sad Oh how sad Oh how sad
She watched the people how they lived They'd forgotten how to give They had fodder in their brains They had dust inside their wings
She watched them how they tried to live They'd forgotten how to give They had fodder in their wings They had dust inside their brains Oh how sad Oh how sad Oh how sad
A bird fell to earth Reincarnated from her birth She had fodder in her wings She had dust inside her brains She flitted here and there United States, France, England, everywhere With fodder in her wings And dust inside her brains Oh how sad Oh how sad Oh how sad
She watched the people how they lived They'd forgotten how to give They had fodder in their wings They had dust inside their brains
She watched them how they tried to live They'd forgotten how to give They had fodder in their wings They had dust inside their brains Quel pays Quel pays Quel pays
The English Roses Composer(s): Chrissie Hynde Performer(s): The Pretenders
Just before it rains The wind whips 'round the balcony And the sky closes on the English roses And she'll be pacin' 'round and 'round and 'round and 'round her room These storms always find here to remind her
To the endless sky The pink over grey She looks for an answer But it's too late Maybe it's true Some things were just never meant to be Maybe not
This is a story Fruit cut from the vine Forgot and left to rot Long before its time This is a story About the girl who lived next door Looking for someone to hold
A wish made on a star Brought her here tonight At a courtyard she waits A thousand broken dates But she holds the hymnal Where so carefully pressed Is the english rose she laid to rest
It's only a story Flowers in full bloom Bouquets in every room Ooh, this is a story Fruit cut from the vine Looking for someone to hold
Castle Walls Composer(s): Dennis DeYoung Performer(s): Styx
Once in a dream Far beyond these castle walls Down by the bay where the Moonlit water falls I stood alone while the minstrel sang his song So afraid I'd lost my soul
There in the fog his song kept calling me Leading me on with its haunting melody Deep in my heart a voice kept echoing I knew I'd soon be wandering
Far beyond these castle walls Where the distant harbour meets the sky There the battle rages like hell And every dove had lost its will to fly
Far beyond these castle walls Where I thought I heard Tiresias say Life is never what it seems And every man must meet his destiny
FM (No Static At All) Composer(s): Walter Becker; Donald Fagen Performer(s): Steely Dan
Bury of the bottle, Mamma, it's grape fruit wine Kick off your high heel sneakers, it's party time The girls don't seem to care what's on As long as it plays till dawn Nothin' but blues and Elvis And somebody else's favorite song
Give her some funked up music she treats you nice Feed her some hungry reggae she'll love you twice The girls don't seem to care tonight As long as the mood is right
No static at all [No static at all] No static at all FM, no static at all
Give her some funked up music she treats you nice Feed her some hungry reggae she'll love you twice The girls don't seem to care tonight As long as the mood is right
No static at all [No static at all] No static at all FM, no static at all
Castin' My Spell
Composer(s): Edwin Johnson - Alvin Johnson
First release by: Johnny Otis - 1959
Covered by multiple other artists
I took a black cat, a cave bat and threw them in a pot pot, pot pot, pot pot I took a blue snake, a green snake, and tied them in a knot knot knot knot, knot knot I took a hog jaw, a dog's paw, and hung them on the line line line line, line line I took a horse hair, a green pear, and made a crazy sign sign sign sign, sign sign
I'm castin' my spell on you, I'm castin' my spell on you I'm castin' my spell on you, you'll never never be untrue
I took a goat's tooth, an old shoe, and put them in the ground ground ground ground, ground ground I took an old dish, a dry fish, and made a crazy sound sound sound sound, sound sound I took a goose egg, a frog leg, and hid them in a sack sack sack sack, sack sack I got a Hindu, to tattoo, a genii on my back back back back, back back
I'm castin' my spell on you, I'm castin' my spell on you I'm castin' my spell on you, you'll never never be untrue
I took a black cat, a cave bat, and threw them in a pot pot pot pot, pot pot I took a blue snake, a green snake, and tied them in a knot knot knot knot, knot knot I took a hog jaw, a dogs paw, and hung them on the line line line line, line line I took a horse hair, a green pear, and made a crazy sign sign sign sign, sign sign
I'm castin' my spell on you, I'm castin' my spell on you I'm castin' my spell on you, you'll never never be untrue
You'll never never be untrue You'll never never be untrue You'll never never be untrue You'll never never be untrue You'll never never be untrue
Flying On The Ground Is Wrong Composer(s): Neil Young Performer(s): Buffalo Springfield; The Guess Who; Rainy Day; Bill Williams
Is my world not falling down I'm in pieces on the ground And my eyes aren't open And I'm standing on my knees But if crying and holding on And flying on the ground is wrong Then I'm sorry to let you down But you're from my side of town And I miss you
Turn me up or turn me down Turn me off or turn me round I wish I could have met you in a place Where we both belong But if crying and holding on And flying on the ground is wrong Then I'm sorry to let you down But you're from my side of town And I miss you
Sometimes I feel like I'm just a helpless child Sometimes I feel like a kid But baby, since I have changed I can't take nothing home
City lights at a country fair Never shine but always glare If I'm bright enough to see you You're just to dark to care But if crying and holding on And flying on the ground is wrong Then I'm sorry to let you down But you're from my side of town And I miss you
Fait Pour Durer ((Adapted from: The End Of The World (Skeeter Davis) - 1963)) ((Danish Version: For Evigt Forbi (Birthe Kjær) - 1974)) Composer(s): Arthur Kent - Sylvia Dee - Pierre Saka Performer(s): Frank Alamo - 1963
Les mots d'amour les plus simples Les mots d'amour qui sont vrais Tous ces mots qui sont faits pour durer Ne doivent jamais s'oublier
Tous ces baisers qu'on se donne Pour se prouver son bonheur Je sais bien qu'ils sont faits pour durer Autant que durera mon coeur
Je sais que les beaux jours vont s'arrêter Et que ces fleurs vont se faner Mais je sais aussi que le jour est fini Qu'il nous revient après la nuit
Je crois alors à mon rêve Je crois alors à l'amour Mon amour qui est fait pour durer Autant que dureront mes jours
Je crois alors à mon rêve Je crois alors à l'amour Mon amour qui est fait pour durer Autant que dureront mes jours
Castaway Composer(s): Danny Kirwan Performer(s): Danny Kirwan
I wanna see your love I wanna hear you say The things that mean so much to me
cause our love could last forever Or it could fade away Across the ocean Deep commotion Castaway Across the ocean Deep commotion Castaway
How can I get an answer When you dont even call To hear the things I want to say cause our love could last forever Or it could fade away Across the ocean Deep commotion Castaway Across the ocean Deep commotion Castaway Castaway
And now Im on my own Into the sunny day And then the leaves on the trees Start to sway
And now Im on my own Into the sunny day And then the leaves on the trees Start to sway
Then thoughts of you start to spin around my head Thinks hed rather be with you instead Then thoughts of you start to spin around my head Thinks hed rather be with you instead
I wanna see your love I wanna see your love I wanna see your love I wanna see your love
Flying High Composer(s): Thomas McClary; Lionel Richie Performer(s): The Commodores
Flyin' high Gonna be there Flyin' high flyin' high Gonna take care Flyin' high on your love
I know we could make it from the beginning First time I saw you passin' by Oh to me it was much more than emotion It was the fire in your eyes
Your face has a glow girl like a sunrise You speak in a whisper like the wind Oh and when it touches you I see clearly That we can be more than just friends
Di di di di di di di di di di Di di di di di di Di di di di di di di di di di Di di di di di di
Flyin' high Gonna be there Flyin' high flyin' high Gonna take care Flyin' high for your love For your love, for your love
End Of The Innocence Composer(s): Bruce Hornsby - Don Henley Performer(s): John Tesh and multiple other artists
Remember when the days were long And rolled beneath a deep blue sky Didn't have a care in the world With mommy and daddy standin' by But "happily ever after" fails And we've been poisoned by these fairy tales The lawyers dwell on small details Since daddy had to fly
But I know a place where we can go That's still untouched by men We'll sit and watch the clouds roll by And the tall grass wave in the wind You can lay your head back on the ground And let your hair fall all around me Offer up your best defense But this is the end This is the end of the innocence
O' beautiful, for spacious skies But now those skies are threatening They're beating plowshares into swords For this tired old man that we elected king Armchair warriors often fail And we've been poisoned by these fairy tales The lawyers clean up all details Since daddy had to lie
But I know a place where we can go And wash away this sin We'll sit and watch the clouds roll by And the tall grass wave in the wind Just lay your head back on the ground And let your hair spill all around me Offer up your best defense But this is the end This is the end of the innocence
Who knows how long this will last Now we've come so far, so fast But, somewhere back there in the dust That same small town in each of us I need to remember this So baby give me just one kiss And let me take a long last look Before we say goodbye
Just lay your head back on the ground And let your hair fall all around me Offer up your best defense But this is the end This is the end of the innocence
Cast Your Fate To The Wind
Composer(s): Vince Guaraldi
First release by: Vince Guaraldi - 1962
Covered by multiple other artists
A month of nights, a year of days Octobers drifting into Mays I set my sail as the tide comes in And I just cast my fate to the wind
I shift my course along the breeze Won't sail upwind on memories The empty sky is my best friend And I just cast my fate to the wind
Time has such a way of changing A man throughout the years And now I'm rearranging my life through all my tears Alone, alone
There never was, there couldn't be A place in time for men like me Who'd drink the dark and laugh the day And let their wildest dreams blow away.
Time has such a way of changing A man throughout the years And now I'm rearranging my life through all my tears Alone, alone So now I'm old, I'm wise and smart I'm just a man with half a heart I wonder how it might have been Had I not cast my fate to the wind
Flying Down To Rio Composer(s): Edward Eliscu; Gus Kahn; Vincent Youmans Performer(s): Fred Astaire; and various other artists
My Rio, Rio by the Sea-o Flying down to Rio where there's rhythm and rhyme Hey feller, twirl that old propeller Got to get to Rio and we've got to make time You'll love it, soaring high above it looking down on Rio from a heaven of blue Send a radio to Rio de Janeiro With a big hello just so they'll know and stand by there We'll fly there Hey, Rio, everything will be okay We're singing and winging our way to you
The Pyre's Song ((aka Cold Is Being (Renaissance) - 1974; Save Us All (Annie Haslam) - 1985; Adagio (English Version) (Chaostar) - 2007)) ((Adapted from: Adagio (Remo Giazotto) - 1945)) Composer(s): Remo Giazotto - Tomaso Giovanni Albinoni - Alena Gindina Performer(s): Dark Princess - 2006
Versions In Other Languages: 1965 - Il Diritto Di Amare (Wilma Goich) 1966 - De Kinderen Van De Zee (Liesbeth List) 1966 - Volte Pra Mim (Giane) 1968 - Adagio (German Version) (Udo Jürgens) 1968 - Adagio (Italian Version) (Udo Jürgens) 1969 - Hiljaisuus (Pasi Kaunisto) 1971 - Adagio In Sol Minore (Caterina Caselli) 1973 - Aamuun On Aikaa Tunti Vain (Marion) 1983 - Mientras Mi Alma Sienta (Ángela Carrasco) 1984 - Adiós A La Tristeza (Dyango) 1991 - Enfants D'amour Et D'avenir (Mireille Mathieu) 1991 - Vivir De Sueños (Mireille Mathieu) 1995 - Adaggio Al Amor (Ricardo Montaner) 1996 - Amore Perduto (José Carreras) 1996 - Adagio (Croatian Version) (Dragan Stojnic) 1998 - Anytime, Anywhere (Sarah Brightman) 1999 - Adagio (Italian Version) (Lara Fabian) 2000 - Mgnovenie (Nikolai Baskov) 2006 - Alla Notte (Miriam Stockley) 2007 - Adagio (Czech Version) (Lucie Bílá) 2008 - Neprarask Vilties (Vytautas Juozapaitis) 2009 - Mi Parlavi Adagio (Mina)
Fall down like bird with no wings... The Pyre's Song Pull for last time black rain's strings... Go... and I follow you soon In misty shades of this moon Call... stamp your voice in my mind Deep inside... Death, waking us by cold breath Confessed - it's moment to leave Wind takes away all my tears Light would not help as it sears... Sleep... slip away down below... Sure, I know... I'd break my chains if I still could fly Without your touch Without your smile No more wish to expire For this dead lonely pyre Still I'm burning my fire All the worlds are not enough As I never see your eyes... ... don't you hear anymore? No matter when I meet you No chance-why does it seem true Forever you're staying here (You're staying here) And I see you so clear Live in my soul, in my heart Endless smart... I'd break my chains if I still could fly so high Without your touch Without your smile No more wish to expire For this dead lonely pyre Still I'm burning my fire... All the worlds are not enough As I never see your eyes Anytime... anywhere in my life...
"Cassius" Love Vs. "Sonny" Wilson Composer(s): Mike Love - Brian Wilson Performer(s): The Beach Boys
Hi, this is Al This scene takes place at a typical Beach Boys practice session We're in the midst of preparing for an upcoming show when a feud breaks out between Brian and Mike
Alright you guys we have a, uh dowuh Come on We have a show this weekend Open your mouth What do we have this weekend? What are you trying to say? Come on Mike, what are you trying to tell us Mike? Well I'm trying to tell you we have a show this weekend and we could be sharper So what do you say we go over the ending of "Little Deuce Coupe" one more time? Alright Alright yeah, come on
A-one a-two -a one two three Little deuce coupe you don't know what I got You don't know what I got Little deuce coupe you don't know
Well I'm not bragging babe so don't put me down Woooooa What's going on? Uh listen Mike, with a voice like yours when you open your mouth it's a big put down What? What? Ohhh
Yeah like in "Surfin' Safari" Let's go surfing now Everybody's learning how Come on and safari with me
Early in the morning we'll be starting out Some honey's will be coming along
Oh yeah? Well when I, at least when I'm singing it doesn't sound like Mickey Mouse with a sore throat Oh no Ahh man
I could come from miles away Ain't got (ain't got, ain't got) no place to stay Where have you gone Farmer's Mother
Oh no Hey wait a minute, wait a minute hold on hold it Mike Mike no one really complains when Brian sings those pretty ballads You mean "In My Room"?
Yeah and "Surfer Girl" too Ahhh ooooo ahhhhh woooo oooooo
Wait a minute Carl, nobody complains about the way Mike sings his fast songs You're talking about "Surfin' U.S.A."? Yeah and "Shut Down" too Tach it up, tach it up Buddy gonna I shut you down
Well what do you think? Well I think they ought to quit arguing and start practicing, what do you say Mike? Well if Brian promises no more "Early in the morning we'll be starting out's" Well what do you say Brian? Okay as long as he cools it with those mouse jokes Oh alright girls Now look let's... Hey wait a minute alright girls, now that that's settled what do you say we go over the ending of "Fun, Fun, Fun" one more time? Okay alright let's go then Alright And we'll have fun, fun fun Now that daddy took the T-Bird away Fun, fun fun Now that daddy took the T-Bird away And we'll have fun, fun fun Now that daddy took the T-Bird away Fun, fun fun Now that daddy took the T-Bird away And we'll have fun, fun fun Now that daddy took the T-Bird away Fun, fun fun Now that daddy took the T-Bird away And we'll have fun, fun fun Now that daddy took the T-Bird away Fun, fun fun Now that
What are you doin' Mike? Well I'm just showing you that anybody can squeak like a mouse Ahh ooo Oh, some real tough job you've got Well she got her daddy's car and she cruised through the I'm a, I'm a hit it guys Oh no Oh no Oh boy you really think you're some kind of an opera star don't you? Man, man at least I don't sound like my nose is on the critical list! Oh no, ah ha ha, woo hoo