Retro-Songteksten: Evergreens, Classics, Old-Time Favourites, Hits Uit Onze Jeugd
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All We Ever Wanted Was Everything Composer(s): Daniel Ash - Kevin Haskins - David J - Peter Murphy First release by: Bauhaus - 1982 Covered by multiple other artists
All we ever wanted was everything All we ever got was cold Get up, eat jelly Sandwich bars, and barbed wire Squash every week into a day
The sound of drums is calling The sound of the drum has called Flash of youth shoot out of darkness Factorytown
Willin' Composer(s): Lowell George Performer(s): Little Feat
I been warped by the rain, driven by the snow I'm drunk and dirty, don't ya know And I'm still, oh I'm still
Out on the road late at night I seen my pretty Alice in every head light Alice, Dallas Alice
And I've been from Tucson to Tucumcari, Tehachapi to Tonapah Driven every kind of rig that's ever been made Driven the back roads so I wouldn't get weighed And if you give me weed, whites, and wine And you show me a sign I'll be willin', to be movin'
I've been kicked by the wind, robbed by the sleet Had my head stoved in but I'm still on my feet And I'm still
Smuggled some smokes and folks from Mexico Baked by the sun, every time I go to Mexico And I'm still
I've been from Tucson to Tucumcari, Tehachapi to Tonapah Driven every kind of rig that's ever been made Driven the back roads so I wouldn't get weighed And if you give me: weed, whites, and wine and you show me a sign I'll be willin', to be movin'
All Touch Composer(s): Carole Pope - Kevan Staples Performer(s): Rough Trade
I pushed her tense face away from me I pushed her tense face away from me The hard smile the voice going on like a razor blade on glass All touch but no contact It hit me like it hit me like It hit me like a slap All touch and no contact
I pushed his hand away from me I pushed his hand away from me Splintering fragments of conversation Never got down to cold hard facts All touch but no contact It stabbed me like it stabbed me like It stabbed me like A knife in the back All touch and no contact
Tense my body for the final attack All touch and no contact
I pushed her tense face away from me I pushed her tense face away from me The hard smile the voice going on like a razor blade on glass All touch but no contact It hit me like it hit me like It hit me like a slap All touch and no contact
Challenging eyes over the rim of a cocktail glass Hoping I'd react All touch but no contact
Willie, Waylon And Me Composer(s): David Allan Coe Performer(s): David Allan Coe
I'd heard The Burritos out in California could fly higher than The Byrds Roger McGuinn had a 12 string guitar It was like nothing I'd ever heard And The Eagles flew in from the west coast Like The Byrds they were trying to be free While in Texas the talk turned to Outlaws Like Willie and Waylon and me.
Hey! Well they say Texas music is in the make And we've been making music that is free Doing one night stands and playing with our bands Willie, Waylon and me
Oh Mad Dog!
They say The Beatles were just the beginning of everything music could be Just like The Stones I was rolling along Like a ship lost out on the sea And Joplin would die for the future And Dylan would write poetry And in Texas the talk turned to Outlaws Like Willie and Waylon and me
Hey! My name is David Allen Coe and I'm from Dallas Texas They say Texas music is in the make And we've been making music that is free Doing one night stands and playing with our bands Willie, Waylon and me
Big Jim!
I'd heard The Burritos out in California could fly higher than The Byrds Roger McGuinn had a 12 string guitar It was like nothing I'd ever heard And The Eagles flew in from the west coast Like The Byrds they were trying to be free While in Texas the talk turned to Outlaws Like Willie and Waylon and me
Willie Can Composer(s): Felice Bryant; Boudleaux Bryant Performer(s): Sue Thompson; Alma Cogan; The Beverley Sisters
Hey Willie
Willie can you cook? Can you cook? Hey Willie Willie can you save a dollar bill? Willie can you sew? Can you sew? Hey Willie Willie can you give a girl a thrill?
Willie can you ride a black-eyed stallion? Willie can you fight a bear? Willie can you love? Can you love? Oh Willie Willie will you braid my hair?
Willie can you do the things I ask you? Willie can you do them true? Willie can, Willie can, Willie can, fair lady If Willie takes a shine to you
Oh, Willie can you dance? Can you prance? Hey Willie Willie can you take me to the fair? Willie there's a moon, there's a moon, oh Willie Willie will you say you care?
Willie can you dig a hole to China? Willie can you climb a tree? Willie can you kiss? Can you kiss? Oh Willie Willie will you please kiss me?
Willie can you do the things I ask you? Willie can you do them true? Willie can, Willie can, Willie can, fair lady If Willie takes a shine to you
Oh, Willie can you run? Can you run? Oh Willie Willie can you catch a honey bee? Willie can you sing? Can you sing? Oh Willie Willie will you sing to me?
Willie can you try to swim the Channel? Willie can you fly a kite? Willie are you bold? Can you hold me Willie? Willie will you squeeze me tight?
Willie can you do the things I ask you? Willie can you do them true? Willie can, Willie can, Willie can, fair lady If Willie takes a shine to you
Willie can you do the things I ask you? Willie can you do them true? Willie can, Willie can, Willie can, fair lady If Willie takes a shine to you
All Tomorrow's Parties ((German Version: Alle Morgens Parties (by Kendra Smith) - 1987)) Composer(s): Lou Reed First release by: The Velvet Underground & Nico - 1967 Covered by multiple other artists
And what costume shall the poor girl wear To all tomorrow's parties A hand-me-down dress from who knows where To all tomorrow's parties And where will she go and what shall she do When midnight comes around She'll turn once more to Sunday's clown And cry behind the door
And what costume shall the poor girl wear To all tomorrow's parties Why silks and linens of yesterday's gowns To all tomorrow's parties
And what will she do with Thursday's rags When Monday comes around She'll turn once more to Sunday's clown And cry behind the door
And what costume shall the poor girl wear To all tomorrow's parties For Thursday's child is Sunday's clown For whom none will go mourning
A blackened shroud, a hand-me-down gown Of rags and silks, a costume Fit for one who sits and cries For all tomorrow's parties
Willie And The Hand Jive Composer(s): Johnny Otis Performer(s): Johnny Otis
I know a cat named way out Willie He got a cool little chick named rockin' Millie He can dance and stroll and Susie-Q Do that crazy hand jive too
Papa told Willie you'll ruin my home Say you and that hand jive just got to go Willie told Papa don't put me down Doing that hand jive all over town
Chorus Hand jive Hand jive Doing that crazy hand jive
Mama, mama look at Uncle Joe He's doing that hand jive with sister Flo And grandma gave baby sister a dime Do that hand jive just one more time
Doctor and a lawyer and an Indian chief Lord, they all digging that crazy beat Way out Willie gives them all a treat Lord he's doing that hand jive with his feet
Willie and Lily got married last fall They had a little Willie Junior, and that ain't all The kid got famous in his crib, you see Lord he's doing that hand jive on TV
All Together Composer(s): Miles Rudge - Ted Dick Performer(s): Anthony Newley
It goes all together, with a pum tiddle liddle Can't think whether there's a pum in the middle Once you've heard it you'll sing it all day long What a lovely song! Hang on a mo--
It goes all together, and it -- no, wait a minute Can't think whether there's a pum tiddle in it What a pity, I've forgotten it because You'd love it, I know, if I knew what it was
The bit in the middle is kind of sort of More like a waltz gone wrong. A singable song of the sort that we're short of As soon as I begin You'll want to join in
It goes all together, but there's no use in going Hell for leather, when there's no way of knowing Even whether I'm singing it all wrong So hang on a mo-- While I have a go At sorting out this simple yet very unforgettable song.
The fella what sung it was kind of, sort of More or less drunk with song Long in the hair, it was breath he was short of As soon as I heard it I knew every word Of this song that I heard
It goes all together with a pum tiddle liddle Can't think whether there's a pum in the middle Words were clever, what a lovely song No, hang on a mo-- I remember every part of it Oh, let yourself go And we'll do it from the start of it Now, all together, we're getting in the mood No, hang on a mo-- It's rude!
William Tell Composer(s): Gioacchino Rossini; Harold Purcell Performer(s): David Whitfield
Come away, come away with William Tell Come away to the land he loved so well What a day, what a day when the apple fell For Tell and Switzerland
Come away with Tell to the mountainside Looking down to the pass where the tyrants ride Set a bolt to your bow and down they go For Tell and Switzerland
We are simple peasant folk We will not fell a foreign yoke Our freedom song will echo on Well fight for what is right
Hurry on, hurry on theres a pungent cell Hurry on, hurry on theres a noose as well What we must face from the jaws of hell For Tell and Switzerland
We lived our lives, we loved our friends We never wanted more We had the skill to plough and till But not the art of war But now the tyrant from the plains Steals up to take our lands Instead of spade we wield the blade Our life is in our hands
Follow on, follow on with the leaders feel With a thrust of a pike and a clash of steel Follow on with the fight till the tyrants reel For Tell and Switzerland
Give em one for the day they bared the grain Give em two for the night that Fritz was slain Give em three, give em four and hooray for more For Tell and Switzerland
The shepherds crook, the reaping hook Has taken on a warlike look With blades weve beaten from the plough We reap a harvest now.
Come away, come away with William Tell Come away to the land he loved so well Fit a bolt to your bow, and away we go For Te-e-e-ell, and Switzerland
All Time High ((Dutch Version: Alsof Ik Zweef (by Liliane Saint-Pierre) - 1998)) Composer(s): John Barry - Tim Rice First release by: Rita Coolidge - 1983 Covered by multiple other artists
All I wanted was a sweet distraction for an hour or two Had no intention to do the things we've done Funny how it always goes with love, when you don't look, you find But then we're two of a kind, we move as one
We're an all time high, we'll change all that's gone before Doing so much more than falling in love On an all time high, we'll take on the world and wait So hold on tight, let the flight begin
I don't want to waste a waking moment, I don't want to sleep I'm in so strong and so deep, and so are you In my time I've said these words before, but now I realiz My heart was telling me lies, for you they're true
We're an all time high, we'll change all that's gone before ... So hold on tight, let the flight begin We're an all time high
Let old and young unto my song A while attention pay The news I'll tell will please you well The monster Burke's away At the head of Libberton Wynd He finished his career There's few, I'm sure, rich or poor For him would shed a tear
Chorus: Now Burke, the murderer, is dead His troubles here are o'er We can't tell where his spririt's fled He'll Burke the folk no more
Eighteen hundred and twenty nine Let it recorded be Twenty eight day of January He suffer'd on a tree To Edinbro', numbers did go That day before 'twas noon For to see Burke, that cruel Turk Receive his awful doom
They brought him from Calton Jail Some time in the night They thought the crowd would do the job Had they waited till light From the Lock-up they brought Burke Out about the hour of eight Where about forty-thousand folk Impatiently did wait
The injur'd crowd, they groan'd aloud This monster to behold Who in his time had thought no crime To murder young and old When the scaffold he did ascend The people all did cry Bring out Will Hare, we think it fair That he should also die
As round his neck the rope it went The shouts did rend the sky It's "Burke him, Burke him," the bloodhound The people all did cry The shouts they did continue on Until he was cut down The like was never heard before In Edinbro' town
His bloody den, it does remain For strangers to behold Where him and Hare, they did not spare The lives of young or old In memory his bones will be Preserved for years to come Ye Burkites! now beware, lest you Do meet with the same doom
Alsof Ik Zweef ((Adapted from: All Time High (by Rita Coolidge) - 1983)) Composer(s): John Barry - Tim Rice - Mary Boduin Performer(s): Liliane Saint-Pierre - 1998
Ik was enkel maar een avontuurtje voor een korte nacht En meer had ik niet gedacht voor jij verscheen Gek toch hoe het in de liefde gaat wanneer je niets verwacht Maar door die aantrekkingskracht zijn wij als één
Net alsof ik zweef, als jij met die ogen kijkt Ik opnieuw herleef, alles lente lijkt Net alsof ik zweef, je laat me de wereld zien Zo zalig vrij allebei, zijn wij
Oh ik wil geen enkele minuut verliezen dus slaap ik niet meer Ik zoek je altijd maar weer en jij vindt mij Zo vaak dacht ik dat ik eindelijk 't geluk gevonden had Maar het was meestal niet dat en het ging voorbij
Net alsof ik zweef, als jij met die ogen kijkt Ik opnieuw herleef, alles lente lijkt Net alsof ik zweef, je laat me de wereld zien Zo zalig vrij allebei, zijn wij Zo zalig vrij allebei, zijn wij
Net alsof ik zweef, als jij met die ogen kijkt Ik opnieuw herleef, alles lente lijkt Net alsof ik zweef, je laat me de wereld zien Zo zalig vrij allebei, zijn wij Zo zalig vrij allebei, zijn wij Net alsof ik zweef
Will You? Composer(s): Brian Gibson Performer(s): Hazel O'Connor
You drink your coffee and I sip my tea And we're sitting here playing so cool
thinking "What will be, will be" But it's getting kind of late now Oh I wonder if you'll stay now, stay now, stay now, stay now Or will you just politely say goodnight?
I move a little closer to you, not knowing quite what to do And I'm feeling all fingers and thumbs, I spill my tea, oh silly me! But it's getting kind of late now I wonder if you'll stay now, stay now, stay now, stay now Or will you just politely say goodnight?
And then we touch much too much This moment has been waiting for a long long time Makes me shiver, it makes me quiver This moment I am so unsure This moment I have waited for Was it something you've been waiting for, waiting for too?
Take off your ice, bare your soul Gather me to you and make me whole Tell me your secrets, sing me the song Sing it to me in the silent dawn But it's getting kind of late now I wonder if you'll stay now, stay now, stay now, stay now Or will you just politely say goodnight?
All Through The Night Composer(s): Nick Reynolds Performer(s): The Kingston Trio and multiple other artists
Sleep, my Child, and peace attend Thee, all through the night Guardian angels God will send Thee, all through the night Soft the drowsy hours are creeping, hill and vale in slumber sleeping God, His loving vigil keeping, all through the night
While the moon her watch is keeping, all through the night While the weary world is sleeping, all through the night Through Your dreams You're swiftly stealing, visions of delight revealing Christmas time is so appealing, all through the night
You, my God, a Babe of wonder, all through the night Dreams You dream can't break from thunder, all through the night Children's dreams cannot be broken; life is but a lovely token Christmas should be softly spoken all through the night
Will You Still Be Mine? Composer(s): Tom Adair; Matt Dennis Performer(s): Connie Haines; and various other artists
Ever since my heart took such a tumble I've wondered if your love for me would last When landmarks fall and institutions crumble Will it be just a memory of the past?
When lovers make no rendezvous And stroll along Fifth Avenue When this familiar world is through Will you still be mine?
When cabs don't drive around the park No windows light the summer dark When love has lost its secret spark Will you still be mine?
When moonlight on the Hudson's not romancy And spring no longer turns a young man's fancy
When glamour girls have lost their charms And sirens just mean false alarms When lovers heed no call to arms Will you still be mine?
When Elsa's parties are no fun When FDR declines to run When Eleanor of "My Day" is done Will you still be mine?
When Garbo gives out interviews And Harlem folk forget the blues When G-Man Hoover's out of clues Will you still be mine?
A song of love will just remain a gay note When we have finally paid our FHA note
When Barrymore first hides his face And when Yehudi leaves a trace When Crosby's horses win a race Will you still be mine?
All Through The Night ((German & Welsh Version: In Dieser Nacht (by Nana Mouskouri); Ar Hyd Y Nos (by Nana Mouskouri)) Composer(s): Jules Shear First release by: Jules Shear - 1983 Covered by multiple other artists
All through the night I'll be awake and I'll be with you All through the night This precious time when time is new Oh, all through the night today Knowing that we feel the same without saying
We have no past we won't reach back Keep with me forward all through the night And once we start the meter clicks And it goes running all through the night Until it ends there is no end
All through the night stray cat is crying so stray cat sings back All through the night They have forgotten what by day they lack Oh under those white street lamps There is a little chance they may see
We have no past we won't reach back Keep with me forward all through the night And once we start the meter clicks And it goes running all through the night Until it ends there is no end
Oh the sleep in your eyes is enough Let me be there let me stay there awhile
We have no past we won't reach back Keep with me forward all through the night And once we start the meter clicks And it goes running all through the night Until it ends there is no end Keep with me forward all through the night And once we start the meter clicks And it goes running all through the night Until it ends there is no end
Will You Remember? Composer(s): Sigmund Romberg; Rida Johnson Young Performer(s): Jeanette MacDonald & Nelson Eddy; and various other artists
Sweetheart, sweetheart, sweetheart
Sweetheart, sweetheart, sweetheart
Ah love is so sweet in the springtime When blossoms are fragrant in May No years that are coming can bring time To make me forget dear, this day I love you in life's gray December The same as I love you today My heart ever young will remember The thrill it knew, that day in May
Sweetheart, sweetheart, sweetheart Will you love me ever? Will you remember this day? When we were happy in May My dearest one
Sweetheart, sweetheart, sweetheart Though our paths may sever To life's last faint ember Will you Remember? Springtime, lovetime, May Springtime, lovetime, May
Ar Hyd Y Nos ((English & German Versions: All Through The Night (by Jules Shear) - 1983; In Dieser Nacht (by Nana Mouskouri)) Composer(s): Jules Shear - Jurgen Tegge Performer(s): Nana Mouskouri
Holl amrantau'r sêr ddywedant Ar hyd y nos 'Dyma'r ffordd i fro gogoniant Ar hyd y nos
Golau arall yw tywyllwch I arddangos gwir brydferthwch Teulu'r nefoedd mewn tawelwch Ar hyd y nos
I my loving vigil keeping All through the night. Guardian angels God will send thee All through the night
Soft the drowsy hours are creeping Hill and dale in slumber steeping I my loving vigil keeping All through the night
Will You Remember Mine Composer(s): Willie Nelson Performer(s): Willie Nelson; Timi Yuro
Sweet is the song, when the song is love Love that has stood the test of time And when you've heard all the songs of love Will you remember mine
Gone are the days that I walked with you And I held your hand in mine Now when you hold another's hand Will you remember mine
I have sat 'neath the trees while a cool summer's breeze Blew away the sands of time And I dreamed of days when you were here Remembering when you were mine
But gone are the times when I held you close And pressed your lips to mine Now when you kiss another's lips Will you remember mine