Retro-Songteksten: Evergreens, Classics, Old-Time Favourites, Hits Uit Onze Jeugd
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Across 110th Street Composer(s): J.J. Johnson - Bobby Womack Performer(s): Bobby Womack
I was the third brother of five Doing whatever I had to do to survive I'm not saying what I did was alright Trying to break out of the ghetto was a day to day fight Been down so long, getting up didn't cross my mind I knew there was a better way of life that I was just trying to find You don't know what you'll do until you're put under pressure Across 110th Street is a hell of a tester
Across 110th Street Pimps trying to catch a woman that's weak Across 110th Street Pushers won't let the junkie go free Across 110th Street Woman trying to catch a trick on the street Across 110th Street You can find it all in the street
I got one more thing I'd like to y'all about right now Hey brother, there's a better way out Snorting that coke, shooting that dope man you're copping out Take my advice, it's either live or die You've got to be strong, if you want to survive
The family on the other side of town Would catch hell without a ghetto around In every city you find the same thing going down Harlem is the capital of every ghetto town
Across 110th Street Pimps trying to catch a woman that's weak Across 110th Street Pushers won't let the junkie go free Across 110th Street A woman trying to catch a trick on the street, ouh baby Across 110th Street You can find it all in the street Yes he can, oh
Look around you, just look around you Look around you, look around you, uh yeah
We'll Gather Lilacs Composer(s): Ivor Novello Performer(s): Ivor Novello; and various other artists
We'll gather lilacs in the spring again And walk together down an English lane Until our hearts have learned to sing again When you come home once more
And in the evening by the firelight's glow You'll hold me close and never let me go Your eyes will tell me all I need to know When you come home once more
We'll gather lilacs in the spring again And walk together down an English lane Until our hearts have learned to sing again When you come home once more
And in the evening by the firelight's glow You'll hold me tight and never let me go Your eyes will tell me all I want to know When you come home once more
When you come home once more When you come home once more
Acres Wild Composer(s): Ian Anderson Performer(s): Jethro Tull; Michal Hromek
I'll make love to you in all good places under black mountains in open spaces By deep brown rivers that slither darkly through far marches where the blue hare races
Come with me to the Winged Isle northern father's western child Where the dance of ages is playing still through far marches of acres wild
I'll make love to you in narrow side streets with shuttered windows crumbling chimneys
Come with me to the weary town discos silent under tiles that slide from roof-tops, scatter softly on concrete marches of acres wild
By red bricks pointed with cement fingers Flaking damply from sagging shoulders
Come with me to the Winged Isle northern father's western child Where the dance of ages is playing still through far marches of acres wild
Acres Of Clams Composer(s): Charlie King Performer(s): Pete Seeger
I've wandered all over this country Prospecting and digging for gold I've tunneled, hydraulicked and cradled And I nearly froze in the cold And I nearly froze in the cold And I nearly froze in the cold I've tunneled, hydraulicked and cradled And I nearly froze in the cold
For one who got wealthy by mining I saw many hundreds get poor I made up my mind to go digging For something a little more sure For something a little more sure For something a little more sure I made up my mind to go digging For something a little more sure
I rolled up my grub in my blanket I left all my tools on the ground I started one morning to shank it For the country they call Puget Sound For the country they call Puget Sound For the country they call Puget Sound I started one morning to shank it For the country they call Puget Sound
No longer a slave of ambition I laugh at the world and its shams And I think of my happy condition Surrounded by Acres of Clams Surrounded by Acres of Clams Surrounded by Acres of Clams And I think of my happy condition Surrounded by Acres of Clams
We'll Be Together Again Composer(s): Carl Fischer; Frankie Laine Performer(s): Frankie Laine; and various other artists
Here in a moment of darkness remember the sun has shone Laugh, and the world will laugh with you Cry, and you'll cry alone
No tears, no fears Remember, there's always tomorrow So what if we have to part We'll be together again Your kiss, your smile are memories I'll treasure forever so try thinking with your heart We'll be together again Times when I know you'll be lonesome times when I know you'll be sad don't let temptation surround you don't let the blues make you bad Some day, some way we both have a lifetime before us for parting is not goodbye We'll be together again
Sopra un foglio di carta lo vedi il sole è giallo ma se piove due segni di biro ti danno un ombrello Gli alberi non sono altro che fiaschi di vino girati se ci metti due tipi là sotto saranno ubriachi l' erba è sempre verde e se vedi un punto lontano non ci scappa è il buon Dio o è un gabbiano e va
Verso il mare a volare ed il mare è tutto blu e una nave a navigare ha una vela non di più ma sott'acqua i pesci sanno dove andare dove gli pare non dove vuoi tu
Ed il cielo sta a guardare ed il cielo è sempre blu c'è un aereo lassù in alto e l'aereo scende giù c'è chi a terra lo saluta con la mano va piano piano fuori da un bar, chissà dove va
Sopra un foglio di carta lo vedi chi viaggia in treno sono tre buoni amici che mangiano e parlano piano da un'America all'altra è uno scherzo ci vuole un secondo basta fare un bel cerchio ed ecco che hai tutto il mondo Un ragazzo cammina cammina arriva ad un muro chiude gli occhi un momento e davanti si vede il futuro già
E il futuro è un'astronave che non ha tempo nè pietà va su Marte va dove vuole niente mai sai la fermerà Se ci viene incontro non fa rumore non chiede amore e non ne da
Continuiamo a suonare, lavorare in città noi che abbiamo un pò paura, ma la paura passerà Siamo tutti in ballo siamo sul più bello in un acquerello che scolorirà, che scolorirà
Sopra un foglio di carta lo vedi il sole è giallo ma se piove due segni di biro ti danno un ombrello basta fare un bel cerchio ed ecco che hai tutto il mondo
We'll Be Together Composer(s): Charles O'Curran; Dudley Brooks Performer(s): Elvis Presley
Oh, I will never forget the first night we met T'was love I was searching for My heart beat faster and faster, oh, so much faster Faster than it did before
Juntos estaremos siempre por siempre Junto a mi corazo'n siempre estara's We'll be together, and love forever Nothing can change our destiny
I knew the moment I kissed you, couldn't resist you Together we belong And then I knew in that moment just what this glow meant Real love had come along
We'll be together, ever and ever Close to my heart you'll always be We'll be together, and love forever Nothing can change our destiny
Acqua E Sale Composer(s): Giovanni Donzelli - Vincenzo Leomporro Performer(s): Mina & Adriano Celentano; Audio Two
Semplici e un po' banali io direi quasi prevedibili e sempre uguali sono fatti tutti così gli uomini e l'amore come vedi tanti aggettivi che si incollano su di noi dai che non siamo poi cattivi Tu non sei niente male parli bene e mi sorprendi quando tiri forte la tua moto dal motore che sento truccato e va bene guidi tu che sei brava più di me e io attendo che sia amore, sai Ma io sono con te ogni giorno perché di te ho bisogno non voglio più acqua e sale mi fai bere con un colpo mi trattieni il bicchiere mi fai male puoi godere se mi vedi in un angolo ore ed ore ore piene come un lago che se piove un po' di meno è uno stagno vorrei dire... non conviene... sono io a pagare amore e tutte le pene Vedi divertirsi fa bene sento che mi rido dentro e questo non mi conviene c'è qualcosa che non va non so dirti cosa è la tua moto che sta giù che vorrei guidare io o meglio averti qui vicino a me? Ma io sono con te ogni giorno...
Acqua Azzurra, Acqua Chiara Composer(s): Mogol - Lucio Battisti First release by: Lucio Battisti - 1969 Covered by multiple other artists
Ogni notte ritornar per cercarla in qualche bar domandare "Ciao che fai?" e poi uscire insieme a lei Ma da quando ci sei tu, tutto questo non c'è più
Acqua azzurra, acqua chiara con le mani posso finalmente bere nei tuoi occhi innocenti posso ancora ritrovare il profumo di un amore puro puro come il tuo amor
Ti telefono se vuoi, non so ancora se c'è lui accidenti che farò quattro amici troverò ma da quando ci sei tu tutto questo non c'è più
Acqua azzurra, acqua chiara con le mani posso finalmente bere Acqua azzurra, acqua chiara...
Son le quattro e mezza ormai non ho voglia di dormir a quest'ora cosa vuoi, mi va bene pure lei ma da quando ci sei tu tutto questo non c'è più
Well All Right (Tonight's The Night) Composer(s): Francis Faye; Dan Howell; Don Raye Performer(s): The Andrews Sisters; and various other artists
Well hello Joe, what do you know I just got back from a vaudeville show Do-hoo you sing and dance I-hi'll take a chance We-ell OK let us go
Well all right (well all right) dig, dig, dig Well all right (well all right) chuff, chuff, chuff Well all right (well all right) hi, hi, hi Well all right for tonight is the night to be bright The music's stompin' to ya, you know tonight's the night
Oh we're goin', I don't know where we'll go but we're goin' Oh we're goin', the only thing I know is that we're goin' Feel the rhythm runnin' through ya You know tonight's the night
Well all right (well all right) dig, dig, dig Well all right (well all right) chuff, chuff, chuff Well all right (well all right) hi, hi, hi Well all right, well all right, well all right, well all right The music's stompin' to ya, you know tonight's the night
Do-da-de, do-da-de, do-da-de-da-de-da-de-da-de-da-da-da Da-da-da-da-da-da Well all right (well all right) dig, dig, dig Well all right (well all right) chuff, chuff, chuff Well all right (well all right) hi, hi, hi Well all right for tonight is the night to be bright The music's stompin' to ya, you know tonight's the night
Oh-oh-oh we're goin' away, we're goin' away I don't know where we're goin' but we're goin' away Well come on Jack let's get ready to pack We're gonna hop a jolly car ride down to Dixieland The music's stompin' to ya, you know tonight's the night
Well all right (well all right) dig, dig, dig Well all right (well all right) chuff, chuff, chuff Well all right (well all right) hi, hi, hi Well all right, well all right, well all right, well all right The music's stompin' to ya, you know tonight's the night
Well all right dig, dig, dig Well all right chuff, chuff, chuff Well all right, hear the music talkin' to ya You know the blues will go right through ya Well all right, well all right Ba-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-rip
Well all right dig, dig, dig Well all right chuff, chuff, chuff Well all right, hi, hi, hi Well all right, well all right, well all right, well all right The music's stompin' to ya, you know tonight's the night
Ack Värmeland du Sköna (Traditional) Performer(s): Stan Getz and multiple other artists
Ack, Värmeland, du sköna, du härliga land du krona bland Svea rikes länder! Och komme jag än mitt i det förlovade land till Värmeland jag ändå återvänder Ja, där vill jag leva, ja, där vill jag dö Om en gång ifrån Värmeland jag tager mig en mö så vet jag att aldrig jag mig ångrar
I Värmeland är lustigt att leva och att bo Det landet jag prisar så gärna Där klappar det hjärtan med heder och med tro Så fasta som bergenas kärna Och var och en svensk uti Svea rikes land Som kommer att gästa vid Klarälvens strand han finner blott bröder och systrar
I Värmeland -- ja, där vill jag bygga och bo med enklaste lycka förnöjder Dess dalar och skog ge mig tystnadens ro och luften är frisk på dess höjder Och forsarna sjunga sin ljuvliga sång vid den vill jag somma så stilla en gång och vila i värmeländska jorden
Welcome To The Pleasuredome Composer(s): Andrew Gill; Gary Johnson; Paul Morley; Brian Nash; O'Toole Performer(s): Frankie Goes To Hollywood; Vienna Symphonic Orchestra Project
The world is my oyster........ Ha ha ha ha ha........
The animals are winding me up The jungle call The jungle call
Who-ha who-ha who-ha who-ha
In Xanadu did Kublai Khan
A pleasuredome erect Moving on keep moving on-yeah Moving at one million miles an hour Using my power I sent it by the hour I have it so I'm mocking it You really can afford it-yeah Really can afford it
Shooting stars never stop Even when they reach the top Shooting stars never stop Even when they reach the top
There goes a supernova What a pushover-yeah There goes a supernova What a pushover
We're a long way from home Welcome to the Pleasuredome On our way home Going home where lovers roam Long way from home Welcome to the Pleasuredome
Moving on Keep moving on
I will give you diamonds by the shower Love your body even when it's old Do it just as only I can do it And never ever doing what I'm told
Shooting stars never stop Even when they reach the top Shooting stars never stop Even when they reach the top
There goes a supernova What a pushover-yeah There goes a supernova What a pushover
Keep moving on Got to reach the top
Don't stop Pay love and life-oh my Keep moving on On again-yeah
Shooting stars never stop Shooting stars never stop
Shooting stars never stop Even when they reach the top There goes a supernova What a pushover
We're a long way from home Welcome to the Pleasuredome On our way home Going home where lovers roam Long way from home Welcome to the Pleasuredome
We're a long way from home Welcome to the Pleasuredome On our way home Going home where lovers roam Long way from home Welcome to the Pleasuredome
Welcome To The Music Composer(s): David Gates Performer(s): Bread
Welcome to the music - welcome to the Guitar man Know you're gonna love it - gonna do the best we can And to help us along - think we're gonna need us a band
Lately we been playin' - travelin' in the jets and cars Smilin' at the people - lookin'at the rock and roll stars I tell you Carnegie Hall's better than those honky tonk bars
Well if it's true what music can do To soothe the savage beast like they say Well just relax and lie on your backs 'Cause beastly is the way we play
Now we're through talkin' - gonna speak another day Love to play it funky - love to hear the symphony And to start us along - Larry's gonna play it in "C" Don't touch that dial - won't you come and stay for awhile
Welcome To Paradise Composer(s): Graham Gouldman; Eric Stewart Performer(s): 10cc
I kissed my mother Shook the hand of my brother And I said goodbye to the woman I loved It may seem like a madness To be leaving the love nest But I'm taking a chance on a place far away Welcome to paradise Who said you can't live twice You will find heaven is here on earth Welcome to paradise Did somebody say . . . There's a coup coming on There's a coup coming on There's a coup coming on There's a coup coming on A coup coming on Bad vibrations (there's a coup coming on) Feeling the tension (there's a coup coming on) No smoke without fire (there's a coup coming on) I could smell the danger Never dance with a stranger But the music took me and soon I was lost So I questioned a lady But her answers were crazy And before I knew I was counting the cost Welcome to paradise Love it but don't look twice You'll soon be living in make believe Welcome to paradise Did somebody say . . . There's a coup coming on There's a coup coming on There's a coup coming on There's a coup coming on A coup coming on Somebody help me (there's a coup coming on) (welcome to paradise) So much I don't follow (there's a coup coming on) (welcome to paradise) I'm not looking for trouble (there's a coup coming on) (welcome to paradise) There's a coup coming on A coup coming on I shouldn't have come No I shouldn't have come Why did I come, hey! The clouds were gathering And the temperature rising Be no turning back all my bridges were burned Then it hit me, jumped up and bit me Now I'm under your spell I can never return This is your paradise Now you must pay the price You should have flown When the coup was blown Welcome to paradise Did somebody say . . . There's a coup coming on There's a coup coming on There's a coup coming on There's a coup coming on A coup coming on A band on the run Annie get your gun
