Retro-Songteksten: Evergreens, Classics, Old-Time Favourites, Hits Uit Onze Jeugd
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Man Smart (Woman Smarter) Composer(s): Norman Span Performer(s): Harry Belafonte and various other artists
I say let us put man and a woman together To find out which one is smarter Some say man but I say no The woman got the man de day should know
And not me but the people they say That de man are leading de women astray But I say, that the women of today Smarter than the man in every way Thats right de woman is uh smarter Thats right de woman is uh smarter Thats right de woman is uh smarter, thats right, thats right
Ever since the world began Woman was always teaching man And I you listen to my bid attentively I goin tell you how she smarter than me
Samson was the strongest man long ago No one could a beat him, as we all know Until he clash with Deliah on top of the bed She told them all the strength was in the hair of his head
You meet a girl at a pretty dance Thinking that you would stand a chance Take her home, thinking shes alone Open de door you find her husband home
I was treating a girl independently She was making baby for me When de baby born and I went to see Eyes was blue it was not by me
Garden of Eden was very nice Adam never work in Paradise Eve meet snake, Paradise gone She make Adam work from that day on
Methusaleh spent all his life in tears Lived without a woman for 900 years One day he decided to have some fun The poor man never lived to see 900 and one
16th Avenue Composer(s): Tom Schuyler Performer(s): Janie Fricke & Lacy J. Dalton
From the corners of the country From the cities and the farms With years and years of livin' Tucked up underneath their arms They walked away from everything Just to see a dream come true So, God bless the boys who make the noise On 16th Avenue
With a million dollar spirit And an old flat-top guitar They drive to town with all they own In a hundred dollar car `Cause one time someone told them About a friend of a friend they knew Who owns, you know, a studio On 16th Avenue
Now some are born to money They've never had to say "Survive" And others swing a nine-pound hammer Just to stay alive There's cowboys, drunks and Christians Mostly white and black and blue They've all dialed the phone collect to home From 16th Avenue
Ah, but then one night in some empty room Where no curtains ever hung Like a miracle some golden words Roll off of someone's tongue And after years of being nothin' They're all looking right at you And for a while they'll go in style On 16th Avenue
Hey, it looks so uneventful So quiet and discreet But a lot of lives where changed Down on that little one-way street `Cause they walked away from everything Just to see a dream come true So, God bless the boys who make the noise On 16th Avenue
From the corners of the country From the cities and the farms With years and years of livin' Tucked up underneath their arms They walked away from everything Just to sing for me and you.........Fade
Man Piaba Composer(s): Harry Belafonte; Henry Rollins Performer(s): Harry Belafonte; The Seriously Unserious Trio
When I was a lad of three-foot-three Certain questions occurred to me So I asked me father quite seriously To tell me the story 'bout the bird and bee He stammered and he stuttered pathetically And this is what he said to me
He said, "The woman piaba and the man piaba and the Ton Ton call baka lemon grass The lily root, gully root, belly root uhmm And the famous grandy scratch scratch
It was clear as mud but it covered the ground And the confusion made the brain go 'round I went and ask a good friend of mine Known to the world as Albert Einstein He said "Son, from the beginning of time and creativity There existed the force of relativity Pi r square and a minus ten means a routine only when The solar system in one light year Make the Hayden planetarium disappear So if Mt Everest doesn't move I am positive that it will prove
That the woman piaba and the man piaba And the Ton Ton call baka lemon grass The lily root, gully root, belly root uhmm And the famous grandy scratch scratch
It was clear as mud but it covered the ground And the confusion made the brain go 'round I grabbed a boat and went abroad In Baden Baden asked Sigmund Freud He said "Son, from your sad face remove the grouch Put the body down up on the couch I can see from your frustration a neurotic sublimation Hey love and hate is psychosomatic Your Rorsach shows that you're a peri pathetic It all started with a broken sibling In the words of the famous Rudyard Kipling
That the woman piaba and the man piaba And the Ton Ton call baka lemon grass The lily root, gully root, belly root uhmm And the famous grandy scratch scratch
Well I traveled far and I traveled wide And I don't even have me self a bride All the great men upon this earth Have confused me since my birth I've been over land and been over sea Trying to find answer 'bout the bird and bee But now that I am ninety three I don't give a darn you see
If the woman piaba and the man piaba And the Ton Ton call baka lemon grass The lily root, gully root, belly root uhmm And the famous grandy scratch scratch
You're only 29 got a lot to learn But when your business (mummy) dies she will not return we make (like) noise it's our choice it's what we wanna do we don't care about long hairs I don't wear flares See my face not a trace no reality I don't work I just speed that's all I need
I'm a lazy sod say you're lazy I'm a lazy sod I can't even be bothered Lazy!
Man Overboard Composer(s): Bob Welch Performer(s): Bob Welch
Too much too soon, sure was sweet Foreign cars soft leather seats Foreign prices can't compete We can't go back, were in too deep Man overboard For rich or poor They all want more We've gone too far, man overboard Man overboard You can't ignore It's so hard core We've gone too far, man overboard Man get laid off, he can't eat, Vietnam Vet., he can't sleep Big Rolls Royce drivin' down the street two sexy blondes in the back seat! Man Overboard When it rains, it pours I vote against I don't vote for We've gone too far, man overboard Man overboard No he can't afford You've got enough But we want more He's gone to far, man overboard I'm bored over everything I read I'm bored over everything on T.V. I'm bored over you I'm bored over me I'm overboard Way overboard Man overboard! Man overboard I'm falling overboard We'll I'm so bored They've gone too far, man overboard Man overboard It's all their fault I've think I gone too far, man overboard
Man On Your Mind Composer(s): Glenn Shorrock; Kerryn Tolhurst Performer(s): Little River Band; Birtles Shorrock Goble; Beeb Birtles
I can feel it floating away Inch by inch, day by day Love boat set itself free Castaway, slipping out to sea
I can feel it coming adrift Even a blind man could see the rift From an ocean liner to a Chinese Junk There ain't been a ship that can't be sunk
I used to dream it could last forever But pipedreams never come true I'd be foolin' myself if I never Thought something like this Couldn't happen to you
I said baby you've got a man on your mind You got a weight on your shoulders How you ever gonna find the words to say goodbye
You don't know just what you got till it's gone I guess you heard that a lot but it's true It's not just a game You can't change your life By changing your name
It's not something you can hide away Sooner or later it starts to show It's written on your face You've been betrayed Do you really believe that I don't know
I said baby you've got a man on your mind You got a weight on your shoulders How you ever gonna find the words to say goodbye It's already fallen So it's no use to fight And if he starts callin' Let him know you're with me For the rest of the night
Ooh I said baby you've got a man on your mind You got a weight on your shoulders How you ever gonna find the words to say goodbye
Baby you've got a man on your mind You got a weight on your shoulders How you ever gonna find the words to say goodbye
Je l'ai vue je l'ai vue je vous jure un matin Arrivant en avion de son pays lointain Aussi fraîche aussi tendre aussi gaie qu'un printemps Et s'arrêta le temps
Elle avait le teint mat des yeux croissant de lune Sur ses reins qui dansaient deux longues tresses brunes Donnaient à sa jeunesse un éclat triomphant Sous le soleil levant
Elle était à la fois timide et sûre d'elle Par sa voix ses propos sa grâce naturelle Rien ne la distinguait des filles de ce temps Elle avait dix-sept ans
Nulle ombre ne voilait son regard enfantin Nul regret ne faisait palpiter sa poitrine Elle avait au combat de sa main douce et fine Tué dix américains
Man On The Silver Mountain Composer(s): Ritchie Blackmore; Dio Performer(s): Rainbow and various other artists
I'm a wheel, I'm a wheel I can roll, I can feel And you can't stop me turning 'Cause I'm the sun, I'm the sun I can move, I can run But you'll never stop me burning! Coming down with fire, to lift my spirit higher Someone's screaming my name "Come and make me holy again!" I'm the man on the silver mountain I'm the man on the silver mountain I'm the day, I'm the day I can show you the way And look! I'm right beside you! I'm the night, I'm the night I'm the dark and the light With eyes that see inside you Coming down with fire, to lift my spirit higher Someone's screaming my name "Come and make me holy again!" I'm the man on the silver mountain I'm the man on the silver mountain
18 Ans Demain Composer(s): Claude Moine; P. Papadianmandis Performer(s): Eddy Mitchell
Où qu' tu t'crois? Où tu vas? Explique-toi Tu veux quoi? Savoir Si dehors, c'est bien Avoir 18 ans, demain
Regard' ta mère, elle est inquiète Prête à pleurer Le type qui t' guette derrière la fenêtre Je vais m'le payer pardonne J'voulais pas t'blesser Pardonne J't'ai jamais parlé
Je n't'ai pas vu grandir Toi tu m'as vu vieillir... Là, j'en fais d'trop T'es l'début, moi la fin Et j' n'aurai jamais plus 18 ans demain
Emmène-moi Où tu vas C'est miné J'peux l'prouver Tu sais Dehors c'est pas bien Oui, j'sais Qu' t'as 18 ans demain
J'suis pas un exemple à citer J'peux pas prêcher Mais c'qui t'attend, c'est pas marrant J'l'ai pas cherché Pardonne J'voulais pas t'blesser Pardonne J't'ai jamais parlé
Je n't'ai pas vu grandir Toi tu m'as vu vieillir... Là, j'en fais d'trop T'es l'début, moi la fin Et j'n'aurai jamais plus 18 ans demain
Je n't'ai pas vu grandir Toi tu m'as vu vieillir... Là, j'en fais d'trop T'es l'début, moi la fin Et j'n'aurai jamais plus 18 ans demain
Man On The Corner Composer(s): Phil Collins Performer(s): Genesis; Daryl Stuermer
See the lonely man there on the corner What he's waiting for, I don't know But he waits everyday now He's just waiting for something to show
And nobody knows him And nobody cares 'Cos there's no hiding place There's no hiding place - for you
Looking everywhere at no one He sees everything and nothing at all - oh When he shouts nobody listens Where he leads no one will go - oh
He's a lonely man, there on the corner What he's waiting for, I don't know But he waits everyday now He's just waiting for something to show - oh
Nobody knows him And nobody cares 'Cos there's no hiding place There's no hiding place - for you and me
Are we just like all the rest We're looking too hard for something he's got Or moving too fast to rest But like a monkey on your back you need it But do you love it enough to leave it - ah
Just like the lonely man there on the corner What he's waiting for, I don't know - oh But he waits every day now He's just waiting for that something to show - oh
Who's the lonely man there on the corner What he's waiting for, I don't know But he's there every day now And he's just waiting for something to show - oh
Who's the lonely man there on the corner What he's waiting for, I don't know Oh but he waits every day now He's just waiting for that something to show
Good morning, young master, it's 1882 Your mother is hungry, what will you do? There is bread in the kitchen of the big house upstairs But I warn you, don't take it from them
Na na na na, du du, du du, na na du You'll be tarred, you'll be feathered, you'll be hung like a ham And I warn you, don't do it, young man
Your mother is calling, she wants you by the bed So get up, young master, go shake your sleepy head "Darling son, I am dying, and I leave it to you I'm leaving, tell me, what did I do?"
Du du du, du du du, du du du, du du du I'm dying, tell me, what did I do?"
Boy, he steals the bread, now that's enough, and heads for the door Man, he hears him coming, "Boy, you won't be running no more" Boy, he gets arrested and the case is tested that day Judge, he guilty makes him and the jailer takes him away
Du du du du, du du du du du, du du du du Du du du du, du du du, du du du du du du Good night to the outlaw, but you want to be free Good morning, oh, it's late, too late again
1917 Composer(s): David Olney Performer(s): David Olney; Linda Rondstadt
The strange young man who comes to me A soldier on a three day spree Who needs one night's cheap ecstasy And a woman's arms to hide him He greets me with a courtly bow And hides his pain by acting proud He drinks too much and he laughs too loud How can I deny him?
Let us dance beneath the moon I'll sing to you "Claire de Lune' The morning always comes too soon But tonight the war is over
He speaks to me in schoolboy French Of a soldier's life inside a trench Of the look of death and the ghastly stench I do my best to please him
He puts two roses in a vase Two roses sadly out of place Like the gallant smile on his haggard face Playfully I tease him
Hold me 'neath the Paris skies Let's not talk of how or why Tomorrow's soon enough to die But tonight the war is over
We make love too hard too fast He falls asleep, his face a mask He wakes with the shakes and he drinks from his flask I put my arms around him
They die in the trenches and they die in the air In Belgium and France the dead are everywhere They die so fast there's no time to prepare A decent grave to surround them
Old world glory, old world fame The old world's gone, gone up in flames Nothing will ever be the same And nothing lasts forever
Oh I'd pray for him but I've forgotten how And there's nothing, nothing that can save him now There's always another with the same funny bow And who am I to deny them
Man Of Many Words Composer(s): Buddy Guy Originally performed by: Buddy Guy
I don't care what nobody say I'm a man of a many words I can speak things to you darlin' I do I can swear that you never heard I rap strong and I know it right along Come on mama let me turn you on Now come on Alright
When I grab my game and call your name You would never be the same In the midnight hours when you dream my darling I swear you will call my name I rap strong when I know it right along Come on mama let me turn you on Now come on
I was hauled off to jail late last night With no one to go my bail I rapped strong to the judge early this morning And the judge put the cops in jail I rap strong and I know it right along Come on mama let me turn you on Now come on Let me tell you about it baby I gotta tell you I'm gonna preach about it I want the world to know about it I want to know what you did to me Let me tell you Listen
Can you hear me I wanna know do you hear me now I gotta know do you hear me I wanna know do you need me Lord Lord Ohhhhhh, baby Let's talk about it Let me tell ya
1941 Composer(s): Harry Nilsson Performer(s): Harry Nilsson; Tom Northcott; Joel Grey
Well in nineteen-forty-one A happy father had a son And by nineteen-forty-four The father walked right out the door And in forty-five The mom and son were still alive But who could tell in forty-six If the two were to survive Well the years were passing quickly But not fast enough for him So he closed his eyes till fifty-five And he opened them up again When he looked around he saw a clown And the clown seemed very gay And he set that night to join That circus clown and run away
Yoh-dod-dle-doh-da-dat-un-dee-dee (Scat Solo)
Well he followed every railroad track And every highway sign And he had a girl in each new town And the towns he left behind And the open road Was the only road he knew But the colour of his dreams Slowly turned into blue Then he met a girl The kind of girl he wanted all his life She was soft and kind and good to him So he took her for a wife And they got a house not far from town And in a little while The girl had seen the doctor And she came home with a smile
Now in nineteen-sixty-one A happy father had a son And by nineteen-sixty-four The father walked right out the door And in sixty-five The mom and son were still around But what will happen to the boy When the circus comes to town
Man Made Paradise Composer(s): Freddie Mercury Performer(s): Freddie Mercury
I want to gaze into your eyes and see the fire in their glow But it's the same old story Want you to melt inside my arms like falling rain upon the snow But you say no, you say no Want you to help me through deep waters when my ship is in a storm Want you to give me all the power like a king on his throne But you don't care, you don't care History repeats itself, I seem to be all by myself again
Come into my life, it's a man made paradise Come into my life, it's a man made paradise Come into my life, it's a man made paradise Come into my life, it's a man made paradise, paradise
One day I'll look into your mind and understand which way to go But it's the same old story When you refuse me all the time I'm suicidal on my own But you don't know, you don't know I want to be beside you now, lie in the stand and kiss your brow I want to fly beyond the moon and do the things we do for love But you don't care, you don't care History repeats itself, I seem to be all by myself again
Come into my life, it's a man made paradise Come into my life, it's a man made paradise Come into my life, it's a man made paradise Come into my life, it's a man made paradise, paradise
I want to be beside you now, lie in the sand and kiss your brow I want to fly beyond the moon and do the things we do for love But you say no, you say no History repeats itself, I seem to be all by myself again
Man In The Mirror Composer(s): Siedah Garrett; Glen Ballard Performer(s): Michael Jackson
I'm gonna make a change for once im my life It's gonna feel real good gonna make a diference Gonna make it right...
As I, turn up the collar on my favorite winter coat This wind is blowing my mind I see the kids in the streets with not enought to eat Who am I to be blind? Pretending not to see their needs
A summer disregard,a broken bottle top And a one man soul They follow each other on the wind ya' know 'Cause they got nowhere to go That's why I want you to know
I'm starting with the man in the mirror I'm asking him to change his ways And no message could have been any clearer If you wanna make the world a better place (If you wanna make the world a better place) Take a look at yourself, and then make a change (Take a look at yourself, and then make a change) (Na na na, na na na, na na, na nah)
I've been a victim of a selfish kind of love It's time that I realize That there are some with no home, not a nickel to loan Could it be really me, pretending that they're not alone?
A willow deeply scarred, somebody's broken heart And a washed-out dream (Washed-out dream) They follow the pattern of the wind ya' see 'Cause they got no place to be That's why I'm starting with me (Starting with me!)
I'm starting with the man in the mirror (Ooh!) I'm asking him to change his ways (Ooh!) And no message could have been any clearer If you wanna make the world a better place (If you wanna make the world a better place) Take a look at yourself, and then make a change (Take a look at yourself, and then make a change)
I'm starting with the man in the mirror (Ooh!) I'm asking him to change his ways (Change his ways - ooh!) And no message could have been any clearer If you wanna make the world a better place Take a look at yourself and then make that.. (Take a look at yourself and then make that..) Change!
I'm starting with the man in the mirror (Man in the mirror - Oh yeah!) I'm asking him to change his ways (Better change!) No message could have been any clearer (If you wanna make the world a better place)
(Take a look at yourself and then make the change) (You gotta get it right, while you got the time) ('Cause when you close your heart) You can't close your... your mind! (Then you close your... mind!) That man, that man, that man, that man With the man in the mirror (Man in the mirror, oh yeah!) That man, that man, that man, I'm asking him to change his ways (Better change!) You know... that man No message could have been any clearer If you wanna make the world a better place (If you wanna make the world a better place) Take a look at yourself and then make the change (Take a look at yourself and then make the change) Hoo! Hoo! Hoo! Hoo! Hoo! Na na na, na na na, na na, na nah (Ooooh...) Oh no, no no...
I'm gonna make a change It's gonna feel real good! Come on! (Change...) Just lift yourself You know You've got to stop it Yourself! (Yeah! - Make that change!) I've got to make that change, today! Hoo! (Man in the mirror) You got to You got to not let yourself... brother Hoo! (Yeah! - Make that change!) You know - I've got to get that man, that man... (Man in the mirror) You've got to You've got to move! Come on! Come on! You got to... Stand up! Stand up! Stand up! (Yeah! - Make that change) Stand up and lift yourself, now! (Man in the mirror) Hoo! Hoo! Hoo! Aaow! (Yeah! - Make that change!) Gonna make that change... come on! You know it! You know it! You know it! You know it... (Change...) Make that change
1952 Vincent Black Lightning Composer(s): Richard Thompson Performer(s): Richard Thompson
Oh says Red Molly to James "That's a fine motorbike A girl could feel special on any such like" Says James to Red Molly "My hat's off to you It's a Vincent Black Lightning, 1952 And I've seen you at the corners and cafes it seems Red hair and black leather, my favourite colour scheme" And he pulled her on behind and down to Boxhill they did ride Oh says James to Red Molly "Here's a ring for your right hand But I'll tell you in earnest I'm a dangerous man For I've fought with the law since I was seventeen I robbed many a man to get my Vincent machine Now I'm 21 years, I might make 22 And I don't mind dying, but for the love of you And if fate should break my stride Then I'll give you my Vincent to ride"
"Come down, come down, Red Molly" called Sergeant McRae "For they've taken young James Adie for armed robbery Shotgun blast hit his chest, left nothing inside Oh come down, Red Molly to his dying bedside" When she came to the hospital, there wasn't much left He was running out of road, he was running out of breath But he smiled to see her cry He said "I'll give you my Vincent to ride"
Says James "In my opinion, there's nothing in this world Beats a 52 Vincent and a red headed girl Now Nortons and Indians and Greeves won't do Ah, they don't have a soul like a Vincent 52" Oh he reached for her hand and he slipped her the keys Said "I've got no further use for these I see angels on Ariels in leather and chrome Swooping down from heaven to carry me home" And he gave her one last kiss and died And he gave her his Vincent to ride
Man In The Mirror Composer(s): Dan Fogelberg Performer(s): Dan Fogelberg
The man in the mirror He keeps getting nearer But I am not moving The man in the backstreet Is holding a trackmeet But I will not run
Someplace inside you a Seed has been born You've got to watch it grow Someplace inside you A river is waiting to flow Will you let it go?
Those voices you're hearing Are never worth fearing They're only inside you They'll tempt you and taunt you They'll help you and haunt you But don't try to hide
Sometimes the sun will be Right at your shoulder Helping you keep your stride Sometimes you might have to give up A piece of your pride Have you even tried?
The man in the mirror He keeps getting nearer But I am not moving The man in the backstreet Is holding a trackmeet But I will not run
Someplace inside you a Seed has been born You've got to watch it grow Someplace inside you A river is waiting to flow Will you let it go?
