Retro-Songteksten: Evergreens, Classics, Old-Time Favourites, Hits Uit Onze Jeugd
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The Kids Are Alright ((Finnish Version: Sexi On In (Clifters) - 1989)) Composer(s): Pete Townshend First release by: The Who - 1965 Covered by multiple other artists
I don't mind other guys dancing with my girl That's fine, I know them all pretty well But I know sometimes I must get out in the light Better leave her behind with the kids, they're alright The kids are alright
Sometimes, I feel I got to get away Bells chime, I know I got to get away And I know if I don't, I'll go out of my mind Better leave her behind with the kids, they're alright The kids are alright
I know if I go things would be a lot better for her I had things planned, but her folks wouldn't let her
I don't mind other guys dancing with my girl That's fine, I know them all pretty well But I know sometimes I must get out in the light Better leave her behind with the kids, they're alright The kids are alright
Sometimes, I feel I got to get away Bells chime, I know I got to get away And I know if I don't, I'll go out of my mind Better leave her behind with the kids, they're alright The kids are alright
Champs Du Possible Composer(s): Bernard Lavilliers Performer(s): Bernard Lavilliers
Devant nous l'an 2000, quelques heures nous séparent Quel ordre se profile, quel rapport de pouvoir? Devant nous l'an 2000 Qui aurait pu prévoir Qu'il ne restait qu'un fil accroché à l'histoire?
Les champs magnétiques de ma déraison Les voix qui me dictent les cris d'alarme Les mots d'amour Qui me hantent, qui m'entourent, qui me hantent Qui m'entourent
Devant nous l'an 2000 et le monde en furie Le grand ordre mondial et les nations unies Pas de contre-pouvoir aux dollars qui défilent Et puis dans les couloirs les banquiers qui se faufilent Derrière nous 2000 ans et des années lumières Quelques tyrans sanglants, quelque beaux militaires
Les champs magnétiques de ma déraison Les voix qui me dictent les cris d'alarme Les mots d'amour Qui me hantent, qui m'entourent, qui me hantent Qui m'entourent
Devant nous l'an 2000 et le champ du possible Il faut revisiter en partant du sensible Aux artistes il échoit des choses à inventer Et prendre quelques rêves pour la réalité
Les champs magnétiques de ma déraison Les voix qui me dictent les cris d'alarme Les mots d'amour Qui me hantent, qui m'entourent, qui me hantent Qui m'entourent
Friends And Neighbors Composer(s): Malcolm Lockyer; Marvin Scott Performer(s): Sammy Kaye; Billy Cotton
When you've got friends and neighbors All the world is a happier place Friends and neighbors Put a smile on the gloomiest face Just take your little troubles and share `em With the folks next door Make's it twice as easy to bear `em That's what friends are for `Cos if you've friends and neighbors That is something money won't buy You can hold your head up high Although you've not a penny And your house may be tumbling down With friends and neighbors You're the richest man in town
`Cos if you've friends and neighbors That is something money won't buy You can hold your head up high Although you've not a penny And your house may be tumbling down With friends and neighbors You're the richest man in town
Champion The Wonder Horse
Composer(s): Marilyn Keith - Norman Luboff
Performer(s): Frankie Laine
Champion the wonder horse
Champion the wonder horse
Like a streak of lightnin' flashing 'cross the sky Like the swiftest arrow whizzing from a bow Like a mighty cannonball he seems to fly You'll hear about him everywhere you go The time will come when everyone will know The name of..... Champion the wonder horse
Friends And Lovers Composer(s): Paul Gordon; Jay Gruska Performer(s): Gloria Loring & Carl Anderson; and various other artists
What would you say if I told you I've always wanted to hold you? I don't know what we're afraid of Nothing would change if we made love
Chorus: 'Cause I'll be your friend And I'll be your lover Well, I know in our hearts we agree We don't have to be one or the other
Yes, it's a chance that we're taking And somebody's heart may be breaking But we can't stop what's inside us Our love for each other will guide us
Chorus
I've been through you And you've been through me Sometimes a friend is the hardest to see We always know when it's laid on the line Nobody else is as easy to find
So I'll be your friend And I'll be your lover Well, I know in our heart we agree We don't have to be one or the other Other
Sylvie ((Adapted from: Denise (Randy & The Rainbows) - 1963)) Composer(s): Neil Levenson - Claude Carrère - André Salvet Performer(s): Frank Alamo - 1963
Ô Sylvie mon amour, de toi je suis fou Sylvie mon amour, la nuit et le jour Sylvie mon amour, de toi je suis fou Sylvie, Sylvie, avec tes yeux si bleus Sylvie, Sylvie, et de si longs cheveux Sylvie, Sylvie, tu vas me rendre fou Quand je te vois marcher auprès de moi Et quand parfois, tu danses entre mes bras Sylvie, Sylvie, oh de toi je suis fou
Dans mes rêves, je n'ai jamais, jamais vu de fille au regard si doux Et depuis, mon coeur n'est plus tranquille Car tu le vois, je suis parfois jaloux
Ô Sylvie mon amour, de toi je suis fou Sylvie mon amour, la nuit et le jour Sylvie mon amour, de toi je suis fou Sylvie, Sylvie, avec des yeux si bleus Sylvie, Sylvie, et de si longs cheveux Sylvie, Sylvie, tu vas me rendre fou Ô Sylvie mon amour, de toi je suis fou Sylvie mon amour, la nuit et le jour Sylvie mon amour, de toi je suis fou
Champion At Keeping Them Rolling
Composer(s): Ewan MacColl
Performer(s): The Dubliners; Eric Andersen
I am an old-timer, I travel the road I sit in me wagon and lumber me load Me hotel is the jungle, a camp me abode And I'm well known to Blondie and Mary Me liquor is diesel oil laced with strong tea And the old highway code was me first ABC And I cut me eye teeth on an old AEC And I'm champion at keeping them rolling
I've sat in the cabin and broiled in the sun Been snowed up on scaffs on the Manchester run I've crawled through the fog with me twenty-two ton Of fish that was stinking like blazes From London to Glasgow to the Newcastle quay From Liverpool, Preston and Bristol City The polons on the road give the thumb sign to me But I'm champion at keeping them rolling
You may sing of your soldiers and sailors so bold But there's many and many a hero untold Who sits at the wheel in the heat and the cold Day after day without sleeping So watch out for cops and slow down at the bend Check all your gauges and watch your big end And zing with your lights when you pass an old friend You'll be champion at keeping them rolling
So watch out for cops and slow down at the bend Check all your gauges and watch your big end And zing with your lights when you pass an old friend You'll be champion at keeping them rolling
Friends Composer(s): Danny Morrison; Johnny Slate Performer(s): Razzy Bailey
You were always there to talk to And I was always hanging around You were always there to pick me up After love let me down
I never would have made it without you I almost waited too late to see That all the time I was leaning on you You were leaning on me
Friends, that's what we've been Is friends, through thick and thin We've been friends, and our love begins And who makes better lovers than friends
Friends should always be something special You never know where freindship will lead You are sailing high on the sea of love And forever we'll be (And forever we'll be)
Friends, that's what we've been Is friends, through thick and thin We've been friends, and our love begins And who makes better lovers than friends
Friends, that's what we've been Is friends, through thick and thin We've been friends, and our love begins And who makes better lovers than friends
The Key Composer(s): Chris de Burgh Performer(s): Chris de Burgh
Each time that I hold you, your eyes fill with fear You can't lose control now, the price is too dear But love, I have heard you crying in the dark And the tears on your pillow came bleeding, weeping from your heart
Oh sinner, you're losing all that you had Your day is in peaces, your night has gone mad And love cannot touch you, the search has no end And the one you've forgotten was really your only friend...
Then your soul flies to Heaven You reach out for me But the door will not open You've thrown away the key No the door will not open You've thrown away the key...
Oh stranger beware the life that you lead Is filled with the warnings you can or will not read Your castle has fallen, it lies in the sand I heard your voice calling, I thought I felt the brush of your hand...
Oh gambler remember the love that you lend Will never come back for the game has no ending The smiler is calling, you turn for the deal And the aces keep falling with every spin of the wheel
Then you gather your winnings You're ready to leave But the door will not open You've thrown away the key Oh there's no point in staying So don't wait to see For the door will not open You've thrown away the key...
Friends Composer(s): Jon Mark Performer(s): Mark-Almond
So good to watch my friends dreaming their lives away So good to watch my friends dreaming all through the day If I could take them with me, well, you know I would If I could show them all the things that I've seen, I wish I could
So sad to watch my friends growing older So sad to watch my friends growing colder If I could give them all some sunshine you know I would If I could take them all to Monterrey I wish I could
So sad to watch my friends as they watch me So sad to hear them talking about the things that used to be One day perhaps I will buy myself a big boat And take all my friends away Maybe one day I will buy myself an island And there with my friends you know I'll stay
So long, old buddies, I'm going away So long, old buddies, I'm leaving today But don't forget all the things that we will do And I know you'll spare a thought
The Ketchup Song Composer(s): Stompin' Tom Connors Performer(s): Stompin' Tom Connors
There was a guy from PEI they used to call Potato He met this young Leamington Ontario Tomato But he had eyes for other girls & she was a little mushy So they said well let's get wed there's no sense bein fussy
Baked sized french fries-how they love Tomatoes So dress em up with Heinz Ketchup Ketchup loves Potatoes Ketchup loves Potatoes
Well he went down to Windsor town to buy a ring on Monday Saturday they said OK we'll cut the cake on Sunday But Sunday came and what a shame - They had no one to fetch it Without a cake they just sat and ate - Potato chips and ketchup
Bake sized french fries how they love Tomatoes So dress em up with Heinz Ketchup Ketchup loves Potatoes Ketchup loves Potatoes
And so this guy from PEI they used to call Potato Got two boys and a little girl-Two spuds & one Tomato They romp and run around Leamington and boy when they get hungry The bottle drips all over the chips way down in the ketchup country. Ketchup loves Potatoes Ketchup loves Potatoes
But he had eyes for other girls and she was a little mushy And so they said well let's get wed there's no sense being buzzy
Baked sized french fries-how they love Tomatoes So dress em up with Heinz Ketchup Ketchup loves Potatoes Ketchup loves Potatoes
So dress them up with Heinz ketchup Ketchup loves potatos Ketchup loves potatos
So he went down to Windsor town to buy a ring on Monday Saturday they said o.k. we'll cut the cake on Sunday But Sunday came & what a shame they had no one to fetch it Without a cake they just sat & ate potato chips & ketchup
Baked sized french fries-how they love Tomatoes So dress em up with Heinz Ketchup Ketchup loves Potatoes Ketchup loves Potatoes
And so this guy from P.E.I. they used to call potato He's got to boys & a little girl Two spuds & one tomato They romp & run around Leemington And boy when they get hungry The bottle drips all over the chips Way down in ketchup country
Baked sized french fries-how they love Tomatoes So dress em up with Heinz Ketchup Ketchup loves Potatoes Ketchup loves Potatoes
You took me runnin' up a wrong way street When we got there, you said, "Can't you read?" I must be blind, but now and then I see Another number where mine used to be
You keep on changin' your face, like a Chameleon You keep on changin' your face, like a Chameleon
I say what's up, and then you say it's down I see triangles, and you say it's round, round, round Saw an empty glass; you said it's full Lord, it's so hot, then you come on cool, cool
You keep on changin' your face, like a Chameleon You keep on changin' your face, like a Chameleon
You keep on changin' your face, like a Chameleon You keep on changin' your face, like a Chameleon
You keep on changin' your face, like a Chameleon You keep on changin' your face, like a Chameleon
You keep on changin' your face, like a Chameleon You keep on changin' your face, like a Chameleon
Friends
Composer(s): Jimmy Page - Robert Plant
First release by: Led Zeppelin - 1970
Bright light almost blinding Black night still there shining I can't stop, keep on climbing Looking for what I knew-a
Had a friend, she once told me You gotta love, you ain't lonely Now she's gone and left me only Looking for what I knew
Mmm, I'm telling you now The greatest thing you ever can do now Is trade a smile with someone who's blue now It's very easy just t'
Met a man on the roadside crying Without a friend, there's no denying You're incomplete, they'll be no finding Looking for what you knew
So anytime somebody needs you Don't let them down, although it grieves you Some day you'll need someone like they do Looking for what you knew
Mmm, I'm telling you now The greatest thing you ever can do now Is trade a smile with someone who's blue now It's very easy just'a...ohh, yeah
I'm telling you now The greatest thing you ever can do now Is trade a smile with someone who's blue now It's very easy It's very easy It's very easy It's eas-easy, yeah, yeah
The Kerry Recruit (Traditional) Performer(s): The Dubliners and multiple other artists
One morning in March I was diggin' the land With me brogues on me feet and me spade in me hand And says I to myself, such a pity to see Such a fine strappin' lad footin' turf round Tralee
Wid me toora na nye And me toora na nye Wid me toora na noo ra na Noo ra na nya
So I buttered me brogues, shook hands with me spade Then I went to the fair like a dashing young blade When up comes a sergeant, he asks me to list 'Arra, sergeant a gra, stick the bob in me fist'
And the first thing they gave me it was a red coat With a white strap of leather to tie round me throat They gave me a quare thing; I asked what was that And they told me it was a cockade for me hat
The next thing they gave me they called it a gun With powder and shot and a place for me thumb Well first it spat fire and then it spat smoke Lord, she gave a great leap that me shoulder near broke
Well the first place they sent me was down by the quay On board of a warship bound for the Crimea Three sticks in the middle all rolled round with sheets Faith, she walked on the water without any feet
When at Balaclava we landed quite soon Both cold, wet and hungry we lay on the ground Next morning for action the bugle did call And we had a hot breakfast of powder and ball
Well we fought at the Alma, likewise Inkermann And the Russians they whaled us at the Redan In scaling the wall there myself lost me eye And a big Russian bullet she ran away with me thigh
't Was there we lay bleeding Stretched on the cold ground Both heads, legs and arms were all scattered around I thought of me mum and me cleavage were nigh Sure they'd bury me decent and raise a loud cry
Well a doctor was called And he soon stanched me blood And he gave me a fine elegant leg made of wood They gave me a medal and ten pence a day Contented with Sheelagh, I'll live on half-pay
Friends Composer(s): André Cymone; Jody Watley Performer(s): Jody Watley
Have you ever been stabbed in the back By someone you thought was really cool Did they steal your heart or was it money Or was it lies they told Strangers just disguised as your friends Never again 'cause now you know
That friends will let you down Friends won't be around When you need them most Where are your friends
Friends are hard to find Friends, yours and mine I'm talkin' 'bout your friends
Smiles they hide behind Never know what's on their mind Could be true deception Jealousy and envy reign They never want to see you get ahead They just hold you back
Friends will let you down Friends won't be around When you need them most Where are your friends, oh, oh
Friends are hard to find Friends, yours and mine Im talkin' 'bout your friends
Friends are hard to find, so be careful You could find an inch or mile if I pay you But some ain't that bad, but one might back stab To get the fake tips of what one might have Bite the hand that feeds you, leave the people who need you For those who hold you back and mislead you To be a needle, dont get lead on unleaded The wrong direction, a dead ends next then Heed the detour, lifes like a seesaw The ups and downs, and I'll bet there'll be more Potholes and obstacles in our path, that's righteous At times you need a hand to fight this Way of life, straighten up, take the door to the placid And dont you act two-faced Cause jealousy and envy, and you still act friendly You could find the end and pretend to be
Friends will let you down Friends won't be around When you need them most Where are your friends, yeah
Friends are hard to find Friends, yours and mine I'm talkin' 'bout your friends
Used to me kiss me, tell me you missed me But now you try to glaze me, play me and diss me Uh, wide awake, ready to break, so we argue What happened to the kisses, and, Why, how are you's, yours and mine I'm talkin' 'bout your friends
Friends will let you down Friends won't be around When you need them most Where are your friends, yeah
The Jumpin' Jive ((aka (Hep! Hep!) The Jumpin' Jive)) Composer(s): Cab Calloway - Fred Froeba - Jack Palmer First recording: Lionel Hampton & His Orch. - 1939 Covered by multiple other artists
Hep-hep! De-boodle-de-ack, de-boodle-de-ackasaki! Hep-hep! Oh, rang-tang, te-dah-dah Hep-hep! Gonna tell you 'bout the jumpin' jive Hep-hep! Jim, jam, jump, the jumpin' jive Hep-hep! Cats gonna beat out this mellow jive Hep-hep! Beat it out on the mellow side Boy? Whatcha gonna say there, gate? Oh, boy! Whatcha gonna say there, gate? Palomar, Shalomar, Swanee shore Let me dig that jive once more Boy! Lay it right on down to the gator Oh, boy! Lay it flat as a gator Now, can't you hear those hepcats call Yeah! Come on, boys, let's have a ball! The jim, jam, jump on the jumpin' jive Makes you dig your jive on the mellow side Hep-hep! Hep-hep! The jim, jam, jump is the solid jive Makes you nine foot tall when you're four foot five Hep-hep! Hep-hep! Now, don't you be that ickeroo Get hep, come on and follow through Then you get your steady foo You make the joint jump like the gators do The jim, jam, jump on the jumpin' jive Makes you like your eggs on the Jersey side Hep-hep! Hep-hep! The jim, jam, jumpin' jive Makes you hep-hep on the mellow side! Hep-hep! Hep-hep! Hep-hep! Hep-hep! The jim, jam, jump on the jumpin' jive Will make you dig your jive on the mellow side Hep-hep! Hep-hep! The jim, jam, jump, the solid jive Makes you nine foot tall when you're four foot five Hep-hep! Hep-hep! Now, don't you be that ickeroo Get hep, come on and follow through Then you get your steady foo You make the joint jump like the gators do The jim, jam, jump on the jumpin' jive Makes you like your eggs on the Jersey side Hep-hep! Hep-hep! The jim, jam, jumpin' jive Makes you hep-hep on the mellow side Hep-hep! Hep-hep! Now, I've told you 'bout the jumpin' jive The jim, jam, jump, the jumpin' jive I know you dug this mellow jive Oh, you dig it on the mellow side
Chains Of Love
Composer(s): Ahmet Ertegun - Harry Van Walls
First release by: Joe Turner and his Blues Kings - 1951
Covered by multiple other artists
Chains of love Has tied my heart to you Chains of love Have made me feel so blue Well, now I'm your prisoner Tell me what you're gonna do
Are you gonna leave me Are you gonna make me cry Are you gonna love me Are you gonna make me cry These chains of blues gonna haunt me Until the day I die
Well, if you're gonna leave me Please won't you set me free Well, if you're gonna leave me Please won't you set me free I can't stay here with these chains Less'n you stay on here with me
Well, three 'o clock in the morning Baby the moon is shining bright Yeah, three 'o clock in the morning The moon is shining bright I'm just sitting here wondering