Retro-Songteksten: Evergreens, Classics, Old-Time Favourites, Hits Uit Onze Jeugd
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State Of Confusion Composer(s): Ray Davies Performer(s): The Kinks
Woke up in a panic Like somebody fired a gun I wish I could be dreaming But the nightmare's just begun There's flooding in the basement There's water all around There's woodworm in the attic And the ceiling just fell down I'm in a state (state) Of confusion (whooooh) I'm in a state (state) Of confusion (whooooh)
All the dirty dishes Are still in the kitchen sink The tumble dryer's broken Now the telly's on the blink My girlfriend's packed her bags And moved out to another town She couldn't stand the boredom When the video broke down Don't know why I feel so bad Is it the weather, or am I going mad? Don't know why I feel this way I don't know whether I'm coming or I'm going Can't cover up 'cause it's obviously showing It's a state (state) Of confusion (whooooh) We're in a state (state) Of confusion (whooooh) I don't know whether I'm coming or I'm going
Should feel happy, should feel glad I'm alive and it can't be bad But back on planet Earth they shatter the illusion The world's going 'round in a state of confusion
Standing on an island In the middle of the road Traffic either side of me Which way will I go? I should've stayed at home I should have never come outside Now I wish I never tried To cross the other side I'm in a state (state) State of confusion (whooooh) It's a state (state) Of confusion (whooooh)
Lyin' awake in a cold, cold sweat Am I overdrawn, am I going in debt? It gets worse, the older that you get No escape from the state of confusion I'm in State of confusion I'm in Whooooh
I wanna steal your love Hijack I wanna steal your love Hijack I wanna steal your love Hijack I wanna steal your love Hijack I wanna steal your love Hijack I wanna steal your love Hijack I wanna steal your love Hijack
Invincible Composer(s): Bobby Ljunggren - Thomas G:son - Henrik Wikström - Carola Maria Häggkvist First performance by: Carola - 2006
Never gonna run away, I'm not gonna hide I know just what I feel inside Oh... nothing's gonna make a change, forever with you You're always by my side You're always on my mind
Invincible one love supreme Unbreakable one land of dreams Two hearts unite insatiable This love tonight invincible
Love is like a miracle invading your heart And when it strikes, it hits you hard Whoa... and when it's comin' over you, you won't let it go I'm always on your side (Always on your side) You're always on my mind
Invincible one love supreme Unbreakable one land of dreams Two hearts unite insatiable This love tonight invincible
I'm always on your side (Always on your side) You're always on my mind
(Invincible) Oh... invincible Unbreakable one land of dreams, a land of dreams Two hearts unite insatiable This love tonight invincible
Hi-Heel Sneakers Composer(s): Robert Higgenbotham Performer(s): Johnny Rivers; and various other artists
Put on your red dress baby 'Cause we're going out tonight Put on your red dress baby 'Cause we're going out tonight You better wear some boxing gloves In case a fool might wanna fight
Put on your high-heel sneakers Wear your wig hat on your head Put on your high-heel sneakers Wear your wig hat on your head I'm pretty sure now baby 'Cause you know, you're gonna knock 'em dead
Put on your high-heel sneakers Wear your wig hat on your head Put on your high-heel sneakers Wear your wig hat on your head Well I'm pretty sure now darling 'Cause you know you gonna knock 'em dead
Starwood In Aspen Composer(s): John Denver Performer(s): John Denver; Bruce Foulke
It's a long way from L.A. to Denver It's a long time to hang in the sky It's a long way home to Starwood in Aspen The sweet Rocky Mountain paradise Oh, my sweet Rocky Mountain paradise The springtime is rolling 'round slowly Grey skies are bringing me down Can't remember when I've ever been so lonely I've forgot what it's like to be home Can't remember what it's like to be home I think of my lady's sweet memory I think of my children's sweet smiles I think of my home at Starwood in Aspen All my friends and the snow covered hills Oh, my friends are the snow-covered hills Can I tell you I'm happy to be here To share and consider this time? For I see here the shadows of changes And a feeling of new friends to find And I see here some new friends to find It's a long way from this place to Denver It's a long time to hang in the sky It's a long way home to Starwood in Aspen The sweet Rocky Mountain paradise Oh, my sweet Rocky Mountain paradise
I'm on a highwire, moving far above the ground I'm on a highwire baby, watch me death-defying It's getting dangerous I'm feeling the juices start to rise I'm on a highwire, and I'm alive I'm on a wheel of fire, spilling my breath into the ground I'm on a bareback cannonball chasing the speed of sound It's getting dangerous - I'm feeling the crowd begin to rise On a cannonball, and I'm alive!
Sharp the dawn, the the morning light descending from the highwire See the pair who bear the flame prepare to take it to the fire flier Looking down, down, down Fair and warm the sounds that drift the morning from the live wire Have to yawn, the horn begins to mingle with the sweet lyre Going down, down, down Celebration swells the nation singing to the highwire With amazing grace and sweet sensation captured by the fire flier Looking down, down, down I'm on a highwire ...
Every Song Is A Cry For Love Composer(s): Brian Kennedy First performance by: Brian Kennedy - 2006
Every song is a cry for love Every voice can rise above So don't be afraid Just show what you're made of Sing it out: every song is a cry for love
Every day is a brand new start Every night you could fall apart Anytime you doubt the truth that's in your heart Sing it out: every song is a cry for love
Being strong, being tough Never tender, always rough It was never enough for me
In the dead of the night Only love can hold you tight Sing it out: every song is a cry for love
Every kiss is a call for home Every touch means you're not alone You don't always have to make it on your own Sing it out: every song is a cry for love
Being strong, being tough Never tender, always rough It was never enough for me
In the dead of the night Only love can hold you tight Sing it out: every song is a cry for love
Sing it out: every song is a cry for love Sing it out: every song is a cry for love Every song is a cry for love
Highways Of My Life Composer(s): Ernie Isley; Marvin Isley; Ronald Isley; O'Kelly Isley; Rudolph Isley; Chris Jasper Performer(s): The Isley Brothers; Woody Cunningham
Moving down the highways of my life Makin' sure I stay to the right Moving down the highways of my life So I shan't be concerned With the other side of the road
Reading all the signs along the way Knowing where I am not what they say My destination's closer day by day So I can't concern With the other side of the road
Da da dop da da ah Down the highway da de ah Da da dop da da ah Down the highway da de ah Da da dop da da ah Down the highway da de ah Da da dop da de ah Down the highway da de ah
Leaving all the sorrows and the pain There's no love between us that remains Although you are the one You're not the same So the other side of the road Can only take me back home
Da da dop da da ah Down the highway da de da Da da dop da da ah Down the highway da de da Da da dop da da ah Down the highway da de da Da da dop da de ah Down the highway da de ah
Starving To Death On My Government Claim (aka Lane County Bachelor) (Traditional)
My name is Frank Bolar, an old bach'lor I am I'm keeping old batch on an elegant plan You'll find me out west in the County of Lane Starving to death on my government claim My house it is built of the national soil The walls are erected according to Hoyle The roof has no pitch, but is level and plane And I never get wet till it happens to rain
Then hurrah for Lane County, the land of the free The home of the bedbug, mosquito and flea I'll sing loud her praises and never complain While starving to death on my government claim
My clothes they are ragged, my language is rough My head is case-hardened, both solid and tough The dough it is scattered all aver the room And the floor would take fright at the sight of a broom My dishes are dirty, and some in the bed Are covered with sorghum and government bread But I have a good time and I live at my ease On common-sop sorghum, old bacon and grease
Then hurrah for Lane County, the land of the West Where the farmers and laborers are always at rest Where you've nothing to do but sweetly remain And starve like a man on your government claim
How happy am I when I crawl into bed And a rattlesnake rattles a tune at my head And the gay little centipede, void of all fear Crawls over my pillow ind into my ear And the nice little bedbug, so cheerful and bright Keeps me a-scratching full half of the night And the gay little flea with toes sharp as a tack Plays "why don't you catch me?" all over my back
But hurrah for Lane County, where blizzards arise Where the winds never cease and the flea never dies Where the sun is so hot if in it you remain 'Twill burn you quite black on your government claim
How happy am I on my government claim Where I've nothing to lose and nothing to gain Nothing to eat and nothing to wear Nothing from nothing is honest and square But here I am stuck, and here I must stay My money's all gone, and I can't get away There's nothing to make a man hard and profane Like starving to death on a government claim
Then come to Lane County, there's room for you all Where the winds never cease and the rains never fall Come join in the chorus, and boast of her fame While starving to death on your government claim Now don't get discouraged, you poor hungry men We're all here as free as a pig in a pen Just stick to your homestead and battle your fleas And pray to your Maker to send you a breeze Now a word to claim holders who are bound for to stay You may chew on your hardtack till you're toothless and gray But as for me, I'll no longer remain And starve like a dog on my government claim
Then farewell to Lane County, farewell to the West I'll travel back East to the girl I love best I'll stop in Missouri and get me a wife And live on corn dodgers the rest of my life
Invitation, to a party Came for two, me and you And I was sad when you said that you couldn't go You were working, couldn't make it I agreed to stay home But then I changed my mind and I went alone
I went as a clown, nobody knew my plan Then into the room entered a highwayman
Highwayman, oh, highwayman Stealing kisses where you can You look so familiar, highwayman
Highwayman, oh, highwayman Stealing kisses where you can You look so familiar, highwayman
He came to me, full of laughter He was joking when he said: "It's love or your money I'm after" I said: "Please sir, I surrender" Then he held me and kissed me Then I knew that he's a pretender
Then midnight arrived, he took of his disguise My heart nearly died, he were before my eyes
Highwayman, oh, highwayman Stealing kisses where you can You look so familiar, highwayman
Highwayman, oh, highwayman Stealing kisses where you can You look so familiar, highwayman
Highwayman, oh, highwayman Stealing kisses where you can You look so familiar, highwayman
Il Était Temps First performance by: Virginie Pouchain - 2006
Devenir, comme seule raison de résister Tenir, élever le ton pour exister Ça se dit ça se chante facilement Mais mon refrain aujourd'hui c'est
Il était temps qu'enfin le ciel se rappelle de moi Il était temps enfin une trêve ma chance a moi Il était temps Il était temps
Courir après l'idéal ça vaut le coup Souffrir Ça fait moins mal quand c'est un rêve au bout Ça se dit ça se chante légérement Mais mon refrain aujourd'hui c'est
Il était temps qu'enfin le ciel se rappelle de moi Il était temps enfin une trêve ma chance a moi Il était temps Il était temps
J'y croyais plus J'y croyais plus d'ailleurs j'ai du mal à le croire encore
Il était temps qu'enfin le ciel se rappelle de moi Il était temps enfin une trêve ma chance a moi Il était temps pourvu que ça reste
Et si ça ne dure pas Je s'rais heureuse de dire aux enfants Que j'y ai touché une fois dans mon temps
Highway To Hell Composer(s): Bon Scott; Angus Young; Malcolm Young Performer(s): AC/DC
Living easy, living free Season ticket on a one-way ride Asking nothing, leave me be Taking everything in my stride Don't need reason, don't need rhyme Ain't nothing I would rather do Going down, party time My friends are gonna be there too
I'm on the highway to hell
No stop signs, speed limit Nobody's gonna slow me down Like a wheel, gonna spin it Nobody's gonna mess me round Hey Satan, payin' my dues Playing in a rocking band Hey Momma, look at me I'm on my way to the promised land
I'm on the highway to hell (Don't stop me)
And I'm going down, all the way down I'm on the highway to hell
Starting Again Composer(s): Marty Panzer Performer(s): Barry Manilow
And it started again And I meant every word And I liked what I said And I liked what I heard And I started to think I could think about starting again
We were laughing again Over memories and wine And the years in between Didn't seem a long time When I smiled she knew why In a while it was starting again
And I started to think I could feel again All the bad times seemed unreal When I looked in her eyes The cheating, the lies The things that were wrong seemed far behind
And I started to think I could care again And my fears all disappeared When she called me by name I knew that she'd changed The flaws were all gone The Saint remained
But it started again when I asked her to stay And she said, "There's this friend who's in town just today" And she really felt bad, but she had to be leaving again
And she left me again as she'd left me before Still pretending she cared when we kissed at the door But I saw in her eyes that the lies were all starting again
Just when I started to feel again When all the bad times seemed unreal When it all seemed so right and I thought that tonight If she said she cared, she really might
Just when my fears disappeared again And I heard what I wanted to hear It all started again And I knew what that meant It wasn't the start It was really the end
Highway Star Composer(s): Ritchie Blackmore; Ian Gillan; Roger Glover; Jon Lord; Ian Paice Performer(s): Deep Purple
Nobody gonna take my car, I'm gonna race it to the ground Nobody gonna beat my car, it's gonna break the speed of sound Ooh it's a killing machine it't got everything Like a driwing power big fat tires everything
I love it and I need it I bleed it Yeah it's a wild hurricane Allright hold tight I'm a highway star Nobody gonna take my girl I'm gonna keep her to the end Nobody gonna have my girl she stays close on every bend Ooh she's a killing machine she's got everything Like a moving mouth, body control and everything
I Love her, I need her, I seed her Yeah she turns me on Allright hold tight I'm a highway star
Nobody gonna take my head I got speed inside my brain Nobody gonna steal my head now that I'm on the road again Ooh I'm in heaven again I've got everything Like a moving ground, throttle control and everything
I love it, I need it, I seed it Eight cylinders all mine Allright hold tight I'm a highway star
Show Me Your Love Composer(s): Tina Karol - Mikhail Nekrasov - Pavlo Shylko First performance by: Tina Karol - 2006
Hi, baby, here I am Feel like I'm born again You see it in my eyes, my heart is on fire Don't hide your love away, don't wait another day
Show me your love, show me how much you care Talk to my heart, whisper my name Show me your love, I need you more than air You'll be my part, that's why I came
I love the way you shine Love when you cross the line Just give me one more sign, show me your desire Don't hide your love away, don't wait another day
Show me your love, show me how much you care Talk to my heart, whisper my name Show me your love, I need you more than air You'll be my part, that's why I came
Show me your love, show me how much you care Talk to my heart, whisper my name Show me your love, I need you more than air You'll be my part, that's why I came
Lai la dada dala dei... lai dada... Lai la dada dala dei... lai dada... Lai la dada dala dei... lai dada... Lei da... lei da...
Show me your love, show me how much you care Talk to my heart, whisper my name Show me your love, I need you more than air You'll be my part, that's why I came
Show me your love, show me how much you care Talk to my heart, whisper my name Show me your love, I need you more than air You'll be my part, that's why I came
Don't hide your love away Show feelings every day
Show me your love, show me how much you care Talk to my heart, whisper my name Show me your love, I need you more than air You'll be my part That's why, that's why, that's why I came
Highway Song Composer(s): James Taylor Performer(s): James Taylor
Father, let us build a boat and sail away There's nothing for you here And brother, let us throw our lot out upon the sea It's been done before
I'm thinking 'bout a broken heart I'm talking 'bout the break of dawn You love me while I'm here Then you can miss me when I'm gone Sweet misunderstanding Won't you leave a poor boy alone I'm the one eyed seed of a tumbleweed In the belly of a rolling stone
(Chorus) Back on the highway, yeah, yeah, yeah Back on the road again
I had a little woman in Memphis She wanted to be my bride She said, settle on down, traveling man You can stay right by my side I tried so hard to please her But I couldn't hold out too long 'Cause one Saturday night I was laying in bed And I heard that highway song
- Chorus -
Now one of these days that highway song will lose its appeal to me I'm gonna settle on down like a natural born man I'm gonna live my life naturally (Free and easy) Until that day the thunder's gonna roll And I notice there's a sign of rain So I grab my bags and I pack my clothes And I'm back on the road again
- Chorus -
I'm thinking 'bout a broken heart I been talking 'bout the break of dawn You loved me while I'm here and you can miss me when I'm gone And I said sweet misunderstanding Won't you leave a poor boy alone 'Cause I'm the one eyed seed of a tumbleweed In the belly of a rolling stone
- Chorus -
Here I am again Holiday Inn Same old four walls again Gee, but it's fine to be back home again (whoa, now) Say, Holiday Inn, I'm on the road again
Start! Composer(s): Paul Weller First release by: The Jam - 1980
It's not important for you to know my name, nor I to know yours If we communicate for two minutes only, it will be enough For knowing that someone in this world, feels as desperate as me And what you give is what you get
It doesn't matter if we never meet again, what we have said will always remain If we get through for two minutes only, it will be a start! For knowing that someone in this life, loves with a passion called hate And what you give is what you get
If I never ever see you If I never ever see you If I never ever see you again
If I never ever see you If I never ever see you If I never ever see you again
And what you give is what you get And what you give is what you get And what you give is what you get And what you give is what you get And what you give is what you get And what you give is what you get!
Highway Song Composer(s): Rick Medlocke; Jackson Spires Performer(s): Blackfoot
Another day, another dollar After I sing and holler Oh it's my way of livin' and I can't change a thing
Another town is drawing near Oh baby I wish you were here But the only way I can see you darlin' is in my dreams It's a highway song you sing it on and on on and on Yeah the hurt you leave behind Is the hurt that's on your mind Oh and last night suretook it's toll on me
Well the city lights fly by me As I lay my body in my bed And dreams of you flash through my head It's a highway song you sing it on and on on and on Highway song it's as long as as the road I'm on Yes these big wheels are ready to roll We've been flyin' high I'm so low And all in all this madness Ain't as crazy as it seems
Everywhere they stop and stare I'm just a stranger on this road I stand alone only in my dreams (repeat chorus)
Hard Rock Hallelujah Composer(s): Mr. Lordi First performance by: Lordi - 2006
Hard rock hallelujah Hard rock hallelujah
The saints are crippled on this sinners' night Lost are the lambs with no guiding light The walls come down like thunder, the rocks about to roll It's the Arockalypse, now bare your soul
All we need is lightning with power and might Striking down the prophets of false As the moon is rising, give us the sign Now let us rise up in awe
Rock 'n' roll angels, bring that hard rock hallelujah Demons and angels all in one have arrived Rock 'n' roll angels, bring that hard rock hallelujah In God's creation, supernatural high
The true believers, thou shall be saved Brothers and sisters, keep strong in the faith On the Day of Rockoning, it's who dares, wins You will see the jokers soon'll be the new kings
All we need is lightning with power and might Striking down the prophets of false As the moon is rising, give us the sign Now let us rise up in awe
Rock 'n' roll angels, bring that hard rock hallelujah Demons and angels all in one have arrived Rock 'n' roll angels, bring that hard rock hallelujah In God's creation, supernatural high
Wings on my back, I got horns on my head My fangs are sharp and my eyes are red Not quite an angel or the one that fell Now choose to join us or go straight to hell
Hard rock hallelujah Hard rock hallelujah Hard rock hallelujah Hard rock, yeah
Rock 'n' roll angels, bring that hard rock hallelujah Demons and angels all in one have arrived Rock 'n' roll angels, bring that hard rock hallelujah In God's creation, supernatural high
Highwayman Composer(s): Jimmy Webb Performer(s): Johnny Cash; Willie Nelson; Waylon Jennings; Kris Kristofferson;
and various other artists
Willie: I was a highwayman Along the coach roads I did ride With sword and pistol by my side Many a young maid lost her baubles to my trade Many a soldier shed his lifeblood on my blade The bastards hung me in the spring of twenty-five But I am still alive
Kris: I was a sailor I was born upon the tide And with the sea I did abide I sailed a schooner round the Horn to Mexico I went aloft and furled the mainsail in a blow And when the yards broke off they said that I got killed But I am living still
Waylon: I was a dam builder across the river deep and wide Where steel and water did collide A place called Boulder on the wild Colorado I slipped and fell into the wet concrete below They buried me in that great tomb that knows no sound But I am still around..I'll always be around.... and around and around and around and around
Johnny: I fly a starship across the Universe divide And when I reach the other side I'll find a place to rest my spirit if I can Perhaps I may become a highwayman again Or I may simply be a single drop of rain But I will remain And I'll be back again, and again and again and again and again....
