Retro-Songteksten: Evergreens, Classics, Old-Time Favourites, Hits Uit Onze Jeugd
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Allegheny Composer(s): Chris Gantry Performer(s): Johnny Cash
How she got that junk car runnin' guess I'll never know It never ran but once and set to winters in the snow Well imagine runnin' out on me when I lay sound asleep Allegheny Well my big mistake was thinkin' she was something I could keep She stole my winter's food supply and something else I fear My savin's in the mattress have strangely disappeared Now those who know me best knows he who robs me best beware Allegheny I'm gonna call up the dogs and hunt you down drag you back here by the hair
Oh Allegheny something tells me you're dis-satisfied Well could it be because I've been your mail-order bride There's a half of you that's French yeah and I need to crave a better style And a half of you is Cherokee yeah and I've gone wild Allegheny
She's got a head start on me as a crow flies half a day And unless I miss my guess she'll stop to rest in Monterey But if I take the Knoxville Highway thirteen hours it will be Allegheny Well she forgot I knew the shortcut I'll be there in less than three
Oh Allegheny something tells me...
I signaled for my dogs to wait outside the hotel door I described her to the desk clerk he said try the second floor And then he mentioned she's got company And that marks the stranget's doom Allegheny I wish I was her so I could see my face when I bust into the room
Oh Allegheny something tells me... Allegheny Allegheny come back here Allegheny Allegheny
Windekind Composer(s): A. Muhren; P. Els Performer(s): Ann Christy
Al lijken al je dagen Zo vreselijk monotoon Al gaat je droom vervagen En voel je je lui en loom Toch schijn je te herleven Bij het horen van de wind Als een blad dat plots gaar zweven In bekoring voor z'n lied
Windekind, windekind Welk geheim schuilt er in z'n lied Windekind, windekind Fluistert hij zacht een liefdeslied Al bekoord hij je met z'n verhalen Die je hartje eentonigheid huilen
Al vind je heel de wereld Zo hopeloos dekadent En al lijken alle mensen Je lichtzinnig en zo verwend Toch vind je troost en vrede In de woorden van de wind Al je zorgen en problemen Gaan verloren in z'n lied
Windekind, windekind Welk geheim schuilt er in z'n lied Windekind, windekind Fluistert hij zacht een liefdeslied Al bekoord hij je met z'n verhalen Die je hartje eentonigheid huilen
Windekind, windekind Welk geheim schuilt er in z'n lied Windekind, windekind Fluistert hij zacht een liefdeslied
Windekind, windekind Fluistert hij zacht een liefdeslied
Alle Prese Con Una Verde Milonga Composer(s): Paolo Conte Performer(s): Paolo Conte
Alle prese con una verde milonga il musicista si diverte e si estenua... E mi avrai verde milonga che sei stata scritta per me per la mia sensibilità per le mie scarpe lucidate per il mio tempo per il mio gusto per tutta la mia stanchezza e la mia mia guittezza Mi avrai verde milonga inquieta che mi strappi un sorriso di tregua ad ogni accordo mentre mentre fai dannare le mie dita... Io sono qui sono venuto a suonare sono venuto ad amare e di nascosto a danzare... e ammesso che la milonga fosse una canzone ebbene io, io l'ho svegliata e l'ho guidata a un ritmo più lento così la milonga rivelava di se molto più molto più di quanto apparisse la sua origine d'Africa la sua eleganza di zebra, il suo essere di frontiera una verde frontiera ... una verde frontiera tra il suonare e l'amare verde spettacolo in corsa da inseguire... da inseguire sempre, da inseguire ancora fino ai laghi bianchi del silenzio fin che Athaualpa o qualche altro Dio non ti dica descansate niño che continuo io... ah ...io sono qui sono venuto a suonare, sono venuto a danzare e di nascosto ad amare ...
Wind Of Change Composer(s): Klaus Meine Performer(s): Scorpions
I follow the Moskva down to Gorky Park Listening to the wind of change An August summer night soldiers passing by Listening to the wind of change
The world is closing in and did you ever think That we could be so close like brothers The future's in the air I can feel it everywhere Blowing with the wind of change
Take me to the magic of the moment on a glory night Where the children of tomorrow dream away In the wind of change
Walking down the street distant memories Are buried in the past forever I follow the Moskva down to Gorky Park Listening to the wind of change
Take me to the magic of the moment on a glory night Where the children of tomorrow share their dreams (share their dreams) With you and me (with you and me) Take me to the magic of the moment on a glory night Where the children of tomorrow dream away In the wind of change (wind of change)
The wind of change blows straight into the face of time Like a storm wind that will ring the freedom bell For peace of mind let your balalaika sing What my guitar wants to say
Take me (take me) to the magic of the moment On a glory night (glory night) Where the children of tomorrow share their dreams (share their dreams) With you and me (with you and me) Take me to the magic of the moment on a glory night (glory night) Where the children of tomorrow dream away (dream away) In the wind of change (wind of change)
Wind Of Change Composer(s): Barry Gibb; Robin Gibb Performer(s): Bee Gees
In the streets of New York City ev'ry man can feel the cold And I don't want no pity but I want my story told
When the lights shine down on me they shine on the little boy Is this way to make him pay be'ng born in a world of joy
But like me he don't know where he'll go wrong he won't cry so many tears till he finds out why he don't belong like me
there's no room for us out there you can lose your hope and pride When it comes to broken dreams you'll get your share Sometime a man breaks down and the good thing he is looking for are crushed into the ground
Get on up, look around can't you feel the wind of change? Get on up, taste the air can't you see the wind of change
Don't you understand what I'm sayin' we need a god down there A man to lead us children take us from the valley of fear
Make the lights shine down on us show us the road to go Help us survive, make us arrive teach us what we need to know
But like me he don't know where he'll go wrong he won't cry so many tears till he finds out why he don't belong like me
there's no room for us out there you can lose your hope and pride When it comes to broken dreams you'll get your share Sometime a man breaks down and the good thing he is looking for are crushed into the ground
Get on up, look around can't you feel the wind of change? Get on up, taste the air can't you see the wind of change
Wind Beneath My Wings Composer(s): Larry Henley; Jeff Silbar Performer(s): Bette Midler; and various other artists
It must have been cold there in my shadow To never have sunlight on your face You were content to let me shine, that's your way You always walked a step behind So I was the one with all the glory While you were the one with all the strength A beautiful face without a name, for so long A beautiful smile to hide the pain
Did you ever know that you're my hero And everything I would like to be If I can fly higher than an eagle You are the wind beneath my wings It might have appeared to go unnoticed but I've got it all here in my heart I want you to know I know the truth Of course I know it I would be nothing with out you
Fly, fly, fly away You let me fly so high Oh, fly, fly So high against the sky So high I almost touch the sky Thank you, thank you, thank God for you The wind beneath my wings
Alla Mia Età Composer(s): Rossi - Robifer Performer(s): Rita Pavone
Alla mia età si incomincia a capir l'amore si incomincia a cercar con chi poter sognar... Alla mia età si finisce così di giocar si incomincia pian piano a parlar con la voce del cuor... Anche per me è arrivata così questa età ho capito cos'è la realtà di un pensiero d'amor... Alla mia età si incomincia a capir l'amore si incomincia a cercar con chi poter sognar...
Alla Fiera Dell'est Composer(s): Angelo Branduardi Performer(s): Angelo Branduardi
Alla fiera dell'est, per due soldi, un topolino mio padre comprò Alla fiera dell'est, per due soldi, un topolino mio padre comprò E venne il gatto, che si mangiò il topo, che al mercato mio padre comprò E venne il gatto, che si mangiò il topo, che al mercato mio padre comprò Alla fiera dell'est, per due soldi, un topolino mio padre comprò E venne il cane, che morse il gatto, che si mangiò il topo che al mercato mio padre comprò
Alla fiera dell'est, per due soldi, un topolino mio padre comprò E venne il bastone, che picchiò il cane, che morse il gatto che si mangiò il topo che al mercato mio padre comprò
Alla fiera dell'est, per due soldi, un topolino mio padre comprò E venne il fuoco, che bruciò il bastone, che picchiò il cane che morse il gatto, che si mangiò il topo che al mercato mio padre comprò
Alla fiera dell'est, per due soldi, un topolino mio padre comprò E venne l'acqua che spense il fuoco che bruciò il bastone che picchiò il cane che morse il gatto, che si mangiò il topo che al mercato mio padre comprò
Alla fiera dell'est, per due soldi, un topolino mio padre comprò E venne il toro, che bevve l'acqua, che spense il fuoco che bruciò il bastone, che picchiò il cane che morse il gatto, che si mangiò il topo che al mercato mio padre comprò
Alla fiera dell'est, per due soldi, un topolino mio padre comprò E venne il macellaio, che uccise il toro, che bevve l'acqua che spense il fuoco, che bruciò il bastone, che picchiò il cane che morse il gatto, che si mangiò il topo che al mercato mio padre comprò
Alla fiera dell'est, per due soldi, un topolino mio padre comprò E l'angelo della morte, sul macellaio, che uccise il toro, che bevve l'acqua che spense il fuoco, che bruciò il bastone, che picchiò il cane che morse il gatto, che si mangiò il topo che al mercato mio padre comprò
Alla fiera dell'est, per due soldi, un topolino mio padre comprò E infine il Signore, sull'angelo della morte, sul macellaio che uccise il toro, che bevve l'acqua, che spense il fuoco che bruciò il bastone, che picchiò il cane, che morse il gatto che si mangiò il topo che al mercato mio padre comprò
Alla fiera dell'est, per due soldi, un topolino mio padre comprò
All You've Got Is Money Composer(s): Mark Farner Performer(s): Grand Funk Railroad
I cant tell ya how to run your life To get along with one another Everybody knows whats wrong and whats right But, you cant trust your own brother, yeah
Everybody wants to be your friend All the chicks, they call you honey But dont trust them till the very end cause all theyre after is your money
All they want is all your money All theyre after is your money ... is your money All they want is All your money All they want is ...
Dont it scare ya When they take such good care of ya And all youve got is money? Before they fool ya Please, let me school ya All youve got is money
Win Your Love (For Me) Composer(s): Sam Cooke Performer(s): Sam Cooke; and various other artists
Wo oh oh oh little girl, how happy I would be If some miracle could win your love for me
Chorus: Wo oh oh oh little girl, how happy I would be If some miracle could win your love for me Win your love for me Win your love for me Wo oh oh oh wo win your love for me
Many's the day I've longed for you, to hold you in my arms Many's the night I've cried for you, for your many charms If you'd only come to me, my heart wouldn't be full of sorrow But now all I can do is hope & pray that you'll come to me tomorrow
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To me you are so beautiful, beautiful as a song And whenever I look at you, my heart beat like a tom-tom If you'd only come to me, this torch I wouldn't have to carry And if everything goes right, to the church we will go to marry
All Your Love (I Miss Loving) Composer(s): Otis Rush First release by: Otis Rush - 1958 Covered by multiple other artists
All the love I miss loving, all the kiss I miss kissing All the love I miss loving, all the kiss I miss kissing Before I met you baby, never knew what I was missing
All your love, pretty baby, that I got in store for you All your love, pretty baby, that I got in store for you I love you pretty baby, well I say you love me too
All your loving, pretty baby, all your loving, pretty baby All your loving, pretty baby, all your loving, pretty baby Since I first met you baby, I never knew what I was missing
Hey, hey baby, hey, hey baby Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, baby, oh, oh, baby Since I first met you baby, never knew what I was missing
They will give you what you need They will run your life They will get you where they want to On the cross you'll die Oh, what a game a fair frame Consumed into a single flame
When you're blind When you're kind The future and the reasons Will they change the seasons?
The law has made it very clear Save your breath for the next try They will try you with fanatic threats To make you sigh Oh, what a game a fair frame Consumed into a single flame
When you're blind When you're kind The future and the reasons Will they change the seasons?
They want your face for a magazine They want my voice for their fears I want the world's news to be A different truth in different ears What a game a fair frame Consumed into a single flame
When you're blind When you're kind The future and the reasons They won't change the seasons
All You'll Ever Get From Me Performer(s): The Sweet
Got a sweet snap And juggle a pack It's very nice when it's going down But if you got time We don't need a dime We'll save our money for a house in town
I'm talkin' about love (love), love (love) All you'll ever get from me, I'm talkin' about love (love), love (love) All you'll ever got from me
I'm talkin' about love (love), love (love) All you'll ever got from me I'm talkin' about love (love), love (love) All you'll ever got from me
Cadillac car And blueberry jar It doesn't matter what your fancy is 'Cause when you're alone And nobody's home There's only one thing that you really miss
I'm talkin' about love (love), love (love) All you'll ever get from me, I'm talkin' about love (love), love (love) All you'll ever got from me
Yeah, I'm talkin' about love (love), love (love) All you'll ever got from me I'm talkin' about love (love), love (love) All you'll ever got from me
Win Composer(s): David Bowie Performer(s): David Bowie; Jeffrey Gaines; Nicklebag; Vibrolux
[Hey, it ain't over]
Me, I hope that I'm crazy I feel you driving and you're only the wheel Slow down, let some-one love you Oww, I've never touched you since I started to feel If there's nothing to hide me, then you've never seen me hanging naked and wired Somebody lied, but I say it's hip to be alive
{chorus} Now your smile is spreading thin Seems you're trying not to lose Since I'm not supposed to grin All you've got to do is win
[Oww, that's all ya gotta do] [Oww, it ain't over]
Me, I'm fresh on your pages Secret thinker, sometimes listening aloud Life lies dumb on its' heroes Wear your wound with honor, make someone proud Someone like you should not be allowed to start any fires
{chorus}
[Oww, that's all ya gotta do] [Oww, it ain't over]
{chorus}
[Oww, thats all ya gotta do] [Oww] Got to do is win [it ain't over] Well, your smile is spreading thin [Oww, seek and believe in you] Since you're trying not to lose [Oww, it ain't over, no, no] Since I'm not supposed to grin [Oww, that's all ya gotta do] All you've got to do is win [Oww, it ain't over, no] [Oww, seek and believe in you] All you've got to do is win [Oww, it ain't over, no, no] Oww, all you've got! Is all you've got [It ain't over] Min-no-va
All You Pretty Girls Composer(s): Andy Partridge Performer(s): XTC
Do something for me, boys If I should die at sea, boys Write a little note, boys Set it off afloat, saying
Bless you, bless you, all of you pretty girls Village and city girls by the quayside Bless you, bless you, all of you pretty girls Watching and waiting by the sea
Bless you, bless you, all of you pretty girls Quiet or witty girls by the quayside Bless you, bless you, all of you pretty girls Watching and waiting by the sea
I think about your pale arms waving When I see the caps upon the green And the rocking roller-coaster ocean Think about you every night when I'm fathoms asleep And in my dreams We are rocking in a similar motion
I think about the salt sea rolling Down in pearly tears upon your cheeks Just like the day the harbour pulled away I think about your warm white sheets unfolding The more I have to drink The more that I can think to say