Retro-Songteksten: Evergreens, Classics, Old-Time Favourites, Hits Uit Onze Jeugd
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I'm Popeye The Sailor Man Composer(s): Sammy Lerner Performer(s): Billy Costello and multiple other artists
I'm Popeye the Sailor Man I'm Popeye the Sailor Man I'm strong to the "Finich" 'Cause I eats me spinach I'm Popeye the Sailor Man I'm one tough Gazookus Which hates all Palookas Wot ain't on the up and square I biffs 'em and buffs 'em An' always out-roughs 'em an' none of 'em gits no-where If anyone dasses to risk My "Fisk" it's "Boff" an' It's "Wham" un 'erstan'? So, keep "Good Behavor" That's your one life saver With Popeye the Sailor Man
Evil Ways Composer(s): Sonny Henry; Joe Zack Performer(s): Santana
You've got to change your evil ways, baby Before I stop lovin' you You've got to change, baby And every word that I say is true You've got me runnin' and hidin' All over town You've got me sneakin' and a peepin' And runnin' you down This can't go on Lord knows you've got to change Baby, baby
When I come home, baby My house is dark and my pots are cold You're hanging around, baby With Jean and Joan and a who knows who I'm getting tired of waiting and fooling around I'll find somebody who won't Make me feel like a clown This can't go on Lord knows you've got to change
I'm Past My Prime Composer(s): Gene de Paul; Johnny Mercer Emily Skinner & Alice Ripley
Daisy Mae Marryin' Sam I'm past my prime What a shame And I'm losin' time Guess the old clock's run down Seventeen last spring My, what a wasted life Still without a ring When will you be a wife? I'm past my peak You're an early antique Look at this physique Just hear the old bones creak Where there was a glow There ain't a glow no more Now the wrinkles show Where art Thou Romeo?
Who'd think of marryin' an octogenarian, Oh, me, oh, my Eighty-seven year old hag When you're in this position you'll lose your disposition Oh, me, oh, my All the time it's nag, nag, nag
Life's like a song And the happiest thing When you're young and strong Most everyday is spring But it's just a crime You can't get off the time When you're past your prime
You's past your prime Gettin' grumpy and grey You's on over time Ain't making take-home pay Every sun that sets All through the day I frets Brings ya more regrets And larger silhouettes You's climb the heights I is over the hill Of romantic nights My hand has lost it's skill Comes the cruel dawn I's feelin' pale and drawn Lover boy has gone Dog gone!
I ask you who's elated when you's Methusilated Oh, me, oh, my Like a mummy underground When you is antiquated ors/and dejectaquated Oh, me, oh, my They'd prefers you in the round
Life's just like pie Huckleberry or peach? When you're young and spry Heaven's within your reach But it's just a crime How can it be sublime When you're past your prime? When you're past your prime? When you're past your prime?
Evil Love Chain Composer(s): Barry Hay; George Kooymans Performer(s): Golden Earring
She took my money She stole my car Broke my heart And smashed my guitar She slandered my name And laughed in my face And on Saturday night She went and trashed the whole place
She's driving me crazy Beyond insane She plays with my mind As if it's a game And most of all Stranger than strange I come begging for more Again and again
I can't break away From the circle of pain I can't break away This evil love-chain
She's mean when she's happy Cruel when she's sad She finds something good And she turns it to bad She's young and good-looking And shakes the whole bed While black magic voodoo Lives inside her head
The girl is a menace A danger,a threat Can't get no worse She's as bad as it gets She looks like a princess But I know instead She's Dracula's daughter And the angel of death
I'm Only Sleeping Composer(s): John Lennon; Paul McCartney First release by: The Beatles - 1966 Covered by multiple other artists
When I wake up early in the morning Lift my head, I'm still yawning When I'm in the middle of a dream Stay in bed, float upstream (float upstream) Please don't wake me, no, don't shake me Leave me where I am, I'm only sleeping
Everybody seems to think I'm lazy I don't mind I think they're crazy Running everywhere at such a speed Till they find there's no need (there's no need)
Please don't spoil my day, I'm miles away And after all I'm only sleeping Keeping an eye on the world going by my window Taking my time, lying there and staring at the ceiling Waiting for a sleepy feeling
Please don't spoil my day, I'm miles away And after all I'm only sleeping Keeping an eye on the world going by my window Taking my time
When I wake up early in the morning Lift my head, I'm still yawning When I'm in the middle of a dream Stay in bed, float upstream (float upstream) Please don't wake me, no, don't shake me Leave me where I am, I'm only sleeping
Evil Hearted Man Composer(s): Brownie McGhee Performer(s): Josh White; Dick Curless
Well, I woke up this mornin' I was feeling mighty bad Well, my baby said, "Good mornin'" Hell, it made me so mad Because l'm evil, well, evil hearted me I'm so doggone evil, evil as a man can be
Well, she even cooked my breakfast And she brought it to my bed I took a sip of coffee And threw the cup at her head Because l was evil, evil hearted me I'm just doggone evil, evil as a man can be
Now I don't even care If my baby leaves me flat 'Cause I got forty-seven others If it comes to that Because l'm evil, evil hearted me I'm so doggone evil, evil as a man can be
And I don't even care If it rains from now on An' if the girl that I love Ain't never been bo'n Because l'm evil, evil hearted me And I'm so doggone evil, evil as a man can be
I'm On The Outside (Looking In) Composer(s): Teddy Randazzo; Bob Weinstein Performer(s): Little Anthony & The Imperials and multiple other artists
I'm on the outside looking in An' I wanna be, an' I wanna be back on the inside with you You are with somebody new and I don't know what to do 'Cause I'm still in love with you (in love with you)
I'm on the outside looking in I don' wanna be, I don' wanna be left on the outside all alone Well, I guess I've had my day as you left me go my way Now it's me who has to pay
I never should have gone away I never should have gone away and left you, like I did With tears in your eyes I thought you'd take me back But now, to my surprise (to my surprise)
I'm on the outside looking in Gotta find a way, gotta find a way Back to your heart, dear, once again Won't you take me back again? I'll be waiting here till then On the outside looking in (ah-ah-ah-ah)
Won't you take me back again? I'll be waiting here till then On the outside looking in (ooh, ooh, ooh) (ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh) On the outside looking in (ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh) Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, ---- looking in (ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh) I don' wanna be, I don' wanna be I don' wanna be looking in Oh... looking in ...
It's a long way from home Can't sleep at night Call on your telephone Something just ain't right That's evil, evil is going on wrong I want to warn you brother You better watch your happy home
You make it to your house Knock on the front door Run 'round to the back You'll catch him just before he goes That's evil, evil is going on I have warned you brother You better watch your happy home
If you call on the telephone And she answers long and slow Grab the first thing smoking And you have to haul her home That's evil, evil is going on wrong I have warned you brother You better watch your happy home
I'm On The Lamb But I Ain't No Sheep Composer(s): Eric Bloom; Albert Bouchard; Sandy Pearlman Performer(s): Blue Öyster Cult; Stalk-Forrest Group
Canadian mounted baby, a police force that works Red and black, that's their color scheme get their man, in the end It's all right, it's all right
Frontenac chateau baby I'll cross the frontier at ten Got a whip in my hand baby And a girl or a husky at leather's end It's all right, it's all right My lovely bel punice, you'd kill and you'd maim
Hornswoop me bungo pony, dogsled on ice Make a dash for freedom baby, don't skate on polar ice It's to thick to be sliced by the light Of long and white polar nights It's all right, it's all right My lovely bel punice, you'd kill and you'd maim
I got some money in my pocket, I got the car keys in my hand I got myself a couple of tickets, to see a rock 'n' rollin' band Come on girl just get on your shoes
we're gonna hear some sou-ou-ounds Come on babe you know there ain't no time to mess around (round, round, round, round)
Evie, Evie, Evie let your hair hang down Evie, Evie, Evie let your hair hang down Evie, Evie, Evie let your hair hang down Evie, Evie - let your hair hang down
You got the body of a woman, the way you move it like a queen You got the face to raise a riot, and still you're only seventeen But little girl you're oh so shy, you hardly make a sou-ou-ound Come on babe you know there ain't no time to mess around (round, round, round, round)
Evie, Evie, Evie let your hair hang down Evie, Evie, Evie let your hair hang down Evie, Evie, Evie let your hair hang down Evie, Evie - let your hair hang down Aaaahhhh
So won't you try it baby, I'll take you by the hand 'Cause there's a world out there for you, you're goin' to understa-and You've got the chance so take it, you've just gotta pick and choose Why don't you give it just one try, I know you can't lo-o-ose
The body of a woman, you nearly make me lose my breathe You know you give me such a feeling, you almost scare me half to death, Ow But little girl you're so reserved, you hardly make a sou-ou-ound Come on baby, don't you be so shy, don't mess around (round, round, round, round)
Ow, Evie, Evie, Evie let your hair hang down (yeah, yeah, yeah-eah) Evie (yeah), Evie, Evie let your hair hang down (Aaaahhh) Evie, Evie, Evie let your hair hang down (Ow Evie) Evie, Evie - let your hair hang down Let your hair hang down, let your hair hang down Let your hair hang down, let your hair hang down
Come on baby, Let your hair hang down (There's a world out there for me and you to share) Let your hair hang down, Let your hair hang down (Try it girl, let your hair-air-air-air-air - hang down)
I'm On My Way To Mandalay Composer(s): Al. Bryan; Fred Fisher
One I love, far away, far away, far away Land of Love, Mandalay Mandalay, Mandalay Where the waving trees kiss the ocean breeze In a garden fair, 'mid the roses there I'm goin' to find someone who waits for me across the sea
All night long, by the sea, by the sea, by the sea Her love song Rings for me, rings for me, rings for me All the world will seem just a lovely dream And I'll never stray far from Mandalay I'll live for one who lives alone for me in days to be
I'm on my way to Mandalay Beneath the shelt'ring palms I want to stray Oh, let me live and love for aye On that Island far away I'm sentimental for my Oriental love, so sweet and gentle That's why I'm on my way to Mandalay I've come to say "Good-bye"
Evidence Of Love Composer(s): Steve Diamond; Chris Farron Performer(s): Gregg Allman
When I look for the love in your eyes You turn away And there's nothing as loud as the words We never say Look at us now, standing on the edge again Look at us now, it's not too late to try again I need some...
Evidence of love, to keep me going on Please show me some Evidence of love, and I'll be here I still believe we can see it through There's just so much, that I can do It doesn't make sense, without some evidence of love
There's a cold, cold look on your face Is it saying good-bye? 'Cause there's nothing as cold as the ashes When the fire has died Talk to me now, tell me what you're missing Talk to me now, I'll try and find your heart again I need some...
Evidence of love, to keep me going on Please show me some Evidence of love, and I'll be here I still believe we can see it through There's just so much, that I can do It doesn't make sense, without some evidence of love
Stand and fight Try to say what's on your mind, baby So much is on the line There's a chance we'll make it right
Look at us now, standing on the edge again Look at us now, it's not too late to try again I need some...
Evidence of love, to keep me going on Please show me some Evidence of love, and I'll be here
I'm On My Way To Dublin Bay Composer(s): Stanley Murphy Performer(s): The Peerless Quartet
Michael Shea he marched away with the Dublin Fusiliers And he left the town in cheers, but he left his girl in tears But in the rattle of the battle, Michael stood his test And he won a Sergeant's uniform and a medal on his chest He got a two month's furlough and he started on his way His Irish eyes a dancin' as the Boys heard him say
Goodbye! I'm on my way to dear old Dublin Bay That's why I'm feelin' gay For oh! I know sweet Molly-O My colleen, fair to see, is waiting there for me Her heart with love a bubblin' On Dublin Bay
Michael Shea reached Dublin Bay when the spring was in the air And he found his colleen fair, and he hugged her like a bear He took her down to Dublin town and Father John Malloy Tied a doublin' knot right on the spot for Molly and her boy Then on an Irish jaunting car beside her bold gossoon She learned to sing this chorus by the risin' o' the moon
Goodbye! I'm on my way to dear old Dublin Bay That's why I'm feelin' gay For oh! I know sweet Molly-O My colleen, fair to see, is waiting there for me Her heart with love a bubblin' On Dublin Bay
Goodbye! I'm on my way to dear old Dublin Bay That's why I'm feelin' gay For oh! I know sweet Molly-O My colleen, fair to see, is waiting there for me Her heart with love a bubblin' On Dublin Bay
Évidemment Composer(s): Michel Berger Performer(s): France Gall; Attila Bardoczy; Eva Fabian; Lara Fabian; Laurence Jalbert
Y a comme un goût amer en nous Comme un goût de poussière dans tout Et la colère qui nous suit partout
Y a des silences qui disent beaucoup Plus que tous les mots qu'on avoue Et toutes ces questions qui ne tiennent pas debout
Evidemment Évidemment On danse encore Sur les accords Qu'on aimait tant
Évidemment Évidemment On rit encore Pour les bêtises Comme des enfants Mais pas comme avant
Et ces batailles dont on se fout C'est comme une fatigue, un dégoût A quoi ça sert de courir partout On garde cette blessure en nous Comme une éclaboussure de boue Qui n'change rien, qui change tout
Évidemment Évidemment On rit encore Pour les bêtises Comme des enfants Mais pas comme avant Pas comme avant
Mets ton masque à gaz Sokolov Que tes fermentations anaérobies Fassent éclater les tubas de ta renommée Et que les vents irrépressibles Transforment abscisses et ordonnées En de sublimes anamorphoses
I'm On My Way Composer(s): Alan Jay Lerner; Frederick Loewe
Gold Gold Gold Gold Gold Gold! Gold!!
Gotta dream boy Gotta song Paint your wagon And come along
Where am I goin'? I don't know Where am I headin'? I ain't certain All I know Is I am on my way
When will I be there? I don't know When will I get there? I ain't certain All that I know Is I am on my way
Gotta dream boy Gotta song Paint your wagon [And come along - Sung In German]
[Verse sung in German]
[Verse sung in Chinese]
[Verse sung in American Indian]
Gotta dream boy Gotta song Paint your wagon And come along
Where am I goin'? I don't know When will I be there? I ain't certain What will I get? I ain't equipped to say
But who gives a damn? Who gives a damn? Who gives a damn? We're on our way
Where am I goin'? I don't know Where am I headin'? I ain't certain All that I know Is I am on my way
When will I be there? I don't know When will I get there? I ain't certain All that I know Is I am on my way
When am I goin'? I don't know Where am I headin'? I ain't certain All that I know Is I am on my way
When will I be there? I don't know When will I get there? I ain't certain All that I know Is I am on my way
Gotta dream boy Gotta song Paint your wagon And come along
Where are we goin'? I don't know When will we be there? I ain't certain What will we get? I ain't equipped to say But who gives a damn? Who gives a damn? We're on our way!
Everywhere You Go Composer(s): Mark Fisher; Larry Shay; Joe Goodwin Performer(s): Doris Day; and various other artists
Everywhere you go sunshine follows you Everywhere you go skies are always blue Children love you they seem to know You bring roses out of the snow The whole world says "hello" Everywhere you go
(Cheeks like the roses Teeth like the pearl Eyes with the heaven's blue)
You made me love you I'm in a whirl
(You wonderful, marvelous, beautiful girl)
Everywhere you go sunshine follows you Everywhere you go skies are always blue Children love you they seem to know You bring roses out of the snow The whole world says "hello" Everywhere you go
(Children love you they seem to know)
You bring roses out of the snow The whole world says "hello" Everywhere you go