Retro-Songteksten: Evergreens, Classics, Old-Time Favourites, Hits Uit Onze Jeugd
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Learn To Be Still Composer(s): Don Henley - Stan Lynch Performer(s): Eagles
It's just another day in paradise As you stumble to your bed You'd give anything to silence Those voices in your head You thought you could find happiness Just over that green hill You thought you would be satisfied But you never will Learn to be still
We are like sheep without a shepherd We don't know how to be alone So we wander 'round this desert And wind up following the wrong gods home But the flock cries out for another And they keep answering that bell And one more starry-eyed messiah Meets a violent farewell Learn to be still Learn to be still
Now the flowers in your garden They don't smell so sweet Maybe you've forgotten The heaven lying at your feet
There are so many contradictions In all these messages we send (We keep asking) How do I get out of here? Where do I fit in? Though the world is torn and shaken Even if your heart is breakin' It's waiting for you to awalen And someday you will Learn to be still Learn to be still
I'm goin' back home and get my ham bone boiled some more (choo-choo-ah, choo-choo-ah) I'm goin back home and get my ham bone boiled some more (choo-choo-ah, choo-choo-ah) 'cause the way you cook for me, baby My stomach got sore (choo-choo-ah, choo-choo-ah)
I'm goin' on the river and I'm not gonna take you along (choo-choo-ah, choo-choo-ah) I'm goin' on the river and I'm not gonna take you along (choo-choo-ah, choo-choo-ah) 'cause I need somebody to help me sing this song (choo-choo-ah, choo-choo-ah)
I may be blue but I won't be blue no more (choo-choo-ah, choo-choo-ah) I may be blue but I won't be blue no more (choo-choo-ah, choo-choo-ah) 'cause when I come home, somebody's gotta go (choo-choo-ah, choo-choo-ah)
Learn How To Fall Composer(s): Paul Simon Performer(s): Paul Simon
You got to learn how to fall Before you learn to fly And mama, mama it ain't no lie Before you learn to fly Learn how to fall
You got to drift in the breeze Before you set your sails It's an occupation where the wind prevails Before you set your sails Drift in the breeze
Oh and it's the same old story Ever since the world began Everybody got the runs for glory Nobody stop and scrutinize the plan Nobody stop and scrutinize the plan
You got to learn how to fall Before you learn to fly The tank towns they tell no lie
Leaning On A Lamp-Post Composer(s): Noel Gay First release by: George Formby - 1937 Covered by multiple other artists
I'm leaning on the lamp Maybe you think I look a tramp Or maybe you think I'm round to steal a car But no, I'm not a crook And if you think that's what I look I'll tell you why and what my motives are
I'm leaning on the lamp post at the corner of the street In case a certain little lady comes by Oh me, oh my In case a certain little lady comes by
Oh, she's wonderful, she's marvelous She's fabulous, she's beautiful And anyone can understand why I'm leaning on the lamp post at the corner of the street In case a certain little lady comes by
She doesn't always get away She cannot always get away But anyway I know that she'll try Oh me, oh my I hope that little lady comes by
She's not the kind of girl to be late for But this one I'd break any date for I won't have to ask what she's late for She'd never leave me flat She's not a girl like that
'onderful, she's marvelous She's fabulous, she's beautiful And anyone can understand why I'm leaning on the lamp post at the corner of the street In case a certain little lady comes by
I'm leaning on the lamp post at the corner of the street In case a certain little lady comes by Oh me, oh my In case a certain little lady comes by
Oh, she's wonderful, she's marvelous She's fabulous, she's beautiful And anyone can understand why I'm leaning on the lamp post at the corner of the street In case a certain little lady comes by
Blues (Follow Me All Day Long) Performer(s): Jimmy Rogers
Blues, the blues follows me all day long Blues, the blues follows me all day long I got the blues so bad the blues tries to drive me away from home
Blues, the blues won't let me take my rest Blues, the blues won't let me take my rest My mind keeps rambling like a wild geese out in the west
You are my all day steady baby, you are my midnight dream I love that woman better than anyone I've ever seen
Blues, blues please, please leave me alone Blues, blues, blues please, please leave me alone I got the blues so bad the blues tries to drive me away from home
Lean On Me Composer(s): Bill Withers First release by: Bill Withers - 1972 Covered by multiple other artists
Sometimes in our lives, we all have pain, we all have sorrow But if we are wise, we know that there's always tomorrow Lean on me, when you're not strong and I'll be your friend I'll help you carry on, for it won't be long 'til I'm gonna need somebody to lean on Please swallow your pride, if have things you need to borrow For no one can fill those needs that you won't let show
You just call on me brother when you need a hand We all need somebody to lean on I just might have a problem that you'll understand We all need somebody to lean on
Lean on me when you't not strong, and I'll be your friend I'll help you carry on, for it won't be long 'til I'm gonna' need somebody to lean on
You just call on me brother if you need a friend We all need somebody to lean on I just might have a problem that you'll understand We all need somebody to lean on
If there is a load you have to bear that you can't carry I'm right up the road, I'll share your load if you just call me
Leah Composer(s): Joe Melson - Roy Orbison Performer(s): Roy Orbison
Leah, Leah! Leah, Leah! Here I go From the hut to the boat, to the sea For Leah
Ah-hah, I got to go diving in the bay Got to get a lot of oysters, find some pearls today To make a pretty necklace for Leah Leah
I've got to go deep and find the ones just right I'll bet my Leah will be surprised tonight I'll place the pearls around the only girl for me Leah
But something's wrong, I cannot move around My leg is caught, it's pulling me down But I'll keep my hand shut tight, for if they find me They'll find the pearl for Leah
And now it's over, I'm awake at last Old heartaches and memories from the past It was just another dream about my lost love 'Bout Leah
Leah, Leah! Leah, Leah! Here I go Back to sleep, and in my dreams, I'll dream With Leah, Leah, Leah!
Bluebottle Blues Composer(s): Milligan; Carbone Performer(s): Goons
Sound of door opening, and Bluebottle (B) runs up to microphone, where Segoon (S) is waiting
B: Oh! Hello everybody! S: Just the lad I've been looking for B: Oh!
S: Clamber in my head, Fred Whence all but you have fled, Fred There is no contesting, I've no way of manifesting How much I'd prefer you dead, Fred
B: Oh I'm glad you like me, my Captain Because I trust you too S: Gratifiy your wim, Jim B: Jim? What happened to Fred? S: He changed his name B: What to? S: Chunky. Tell me, can you swim Jim? B: No, Jim can not swim
S: Then step upon this plank, son On the river bank, son Which I have carefully arranged so it will suddenly tip up and throw you into thirty feet of muddy water when you upset the trim by stepping on the rim, Jim
B: I say, it's not for deading me, is it Captain? S: Oh course not, dear boy! Just walk along it a bit further!
B: Righty-ho then. Ahh. Here I am on the edge of the nice little wooden-type plank. It is a lovely day for a naughty blank. Arg! Oh! Yahhh! You've drowneded me. I do not like this game. I've got those "When I say I trust you I do not want to be drownded because I do not like those kind of game" Blues. I don't like tricks that go sploogy-splat (They say harm can come to a young lad like that) And I do not like explosions that blow me back to Christmas (?) Out of my el-seaside pudding queue (???) I don't like being wetted by nasty April showers And I do not like being nutted by Eifel and Blackpool towers So I do not want to be drowned, nutted, deaded, hitteded, splatted pledded! I don't like that kind of type blues -- I don't like that I've got them Bluebottle Blues
S: Still alive? Take this cigarette, pet B: Oh ta S: No, don't light it yet, pet. All right, now you can light it B: Are you sure I won't be deaded or nothing, Captain? S: No, no -- don't be frightened! B: All right then, I'll just put a match to it, and ....
You rotten swine you! You deaded me again. I shan't play this rotten game no more. Picks up fretted knee caps, replaces lugging lug hole And exists through little hole in middle of record
(Milligan, unaccompanied) I'm walking backwards for Christmas -- oh no, that's on the other side!
Leader Of The Pack ((French Version: Le Chef De La Bande (by Frank Alamo) - 1965)) Composer(s): Phil Spector - Jeff Barry - Ellie Greenwich First release by: The Shangri-Las - 1964 Covered by multiple other artists
Is she really going out with him? Well, there she is Let's ask her Betty, is that Jimmy's ring you're wearing? Mm-hmm Gee, it must be great riding with him Is he picking you up after school today? Uh-uh By the way, where'd you meet him?
I met him at the candy store He turned around and smiled at me You get the picture? (yes, we see) That's when I fell for (the leader of the pack)
My folks were always putting him down (down, down) They said he came from the wrong side of town (whatcha mean when ya say that he came from the wrong side of town?) They told me he was bad But I knew he was sad That's why I fell for (the leader of the pack)
One day my dad said, "Find someone new" I had to tell my Jimmy we're through (whatcha mean when ya say that ya better go find somebody new?) He stood there and asked me why But all I could do was cry I'm sorry I hurt you (the leader of the pack)
He sort of smiled and kissed me goodbye The tears were beginning to show As he drove away on that rainy night I begged him to go slow But whether he heard, I'll never know
Look out! Look out! Look out! Look out!
I felt so helpless, what could I do? Remembering all the things we'd been through In school they all stop and stare I can't hide the tears, but I don't care I'll never forget him (the leader of the pack)
The leader of the pack - now he's gone The leader of the pack - now he's gone The leader of the pack - now he's gone The leader of the pack - now he's gone
Bluebirds In The Moonlight Composer(s): Ralph Rainger; Leo Robin Performer(s): Beryl Davis and various other artists
There are bluebirds in the moonlight Silly idea, bluebirds in the moonlight But thats how I feel when Im with you There are night owls in the daylight Silly idea, night owls in the daylight Or maybe my heart is saying hoo-hoo-hoo-hoo Who is the one for me? You thats what youve done to me There are bluebirds in the moonlight Silly idea, bluebirds in the moonlight But thats how I feel when Im with you
Le Chef De La Bande ((Adapted from: Leader Of The Pack (by The Shangri-Las) - 1964)) Composer(s): Phil Spector - Jeff Barry - Ellie Greenwich - Georges Aber Performer(s): Frank Alamo - 1965
Figurez-vous qu'elle était fiancée à Jimmy La bague qu'elle a au doigt Je suis sûre que c'est lui qui lui a donnée Tous les soirs à la sortie du lycée Il allait la chercher avec sa moto Et tu sais, il conduisait... comme un fou!
Elle l'a rencontré au drugstore Il s'est retourné, lui a souri Elle l'a aimé, lui le Chef de la Bande
Son père, sa mère ne l'aimaient pas, non, non Ils ne voulaient pas qu'ils nous voient Ils disaient "Ce garçon là n'est vraiment pas pour toi Et bien parce que: c'est le Chef de la Bande"
Un jour son père lui a interdit De revoir Jimmy et lui dit que tout était fini Jimmy a demandé pourquoi? Elle a dit "je ne sais pas" Elle a dû le peiner, lui le Chef de la Bande"
Il a souri, l'a embrassée, puis il lui a dit "Adieu" Il paraît qu'il avait des larmes dans les yeux Quand il a démarré dans la minute il... Elle lui a dit de ralentir, mais... Est-ce qu'il l'a entendue lorsqu'elle a crié "Attention! Arrête! Attention ....! Ah !!!!!!!!"
Elle pense à lui presque tout le temps Elle se souvient de leurs bons moments Ses amis lui disent toujours De ne plus pleurer leur grand amour Elle ne l'oubliera pas, lui le Chef de la Bande
Le Chef de la Bande qu'elle a aimé Le Chef de la Bande qu'elle a aimé Le Chef de la Bande qu'elle a aimé
Bluebird Of Happiness Composer(s): Edward Heyman; Harry Parr Davies; Sandor Harmati Performer(s): Art Mooney and various other artists
The beggar man and his mighty king are only diff'rent in name For they are treated just the same by fate Today a smile and tomorrow tears We're never sure what's in store So learn your lesson before too late, so
Be like I, hold your head up high Till you find a bluebird of happiness You will find greater peace of mind Knowing there's a bluebird of happiness And when he sings to you Though you're deep in blue You will see a ray of light creep through And so remember this, life is no abyss Somewhere there's a bluebird of happiness
Life is sweet, tender and complete When you find the bluebird of happiness You will find perfect peace of mind When you find the bluebird of happiness Two hearts that beat as one 'Neath a new found sun We are in a world that's just begun And you must sing his song, as you go along When you find the bluebird of happiness
Leader Of The Laundromat
((Adapted from: Leader Of The Pack (by The Shangri-Las) - 1964))
Composer(s): Lee Pockriss - Paul Vance
Performer(s): The Detergents; The Surfaris
Is he really goin' out with `er? I don't know Look, here he comes now Let's ask `im Hey, Murray, is it true Betty's wearin' your ring? Uh-huh Who's that bangin' on the piano? I don't know You goin' out with her tonight? You bet yer fur By the way, where'd ya meet her?
I met her one day at the Laundromat She turned around and smiled at me, ya get the picture? Yes, we see And that's when I fell in love with the Leader Of the Laundromat
My folks were always putting her down (down, down) Because her laundry came back brown (brown, brown) I don't care if they think she's bad I fell in love cuz she looked so sad I got a date tonight with the Leader Of the Laundromat
Dang it!!
My dad said "Find a laundry that's new" (find a laundry that's new) How can I tell my baby we're through (tell my baby we're through) Gotta drive right into town I don't care if my shirts are brown I got a date tonight with the Leader Of the Laundromat
Dang it!!
When I finally got there, I told her it was all over between us I'll never forget the hurt and the funny look in her eye She grabbed my laundry and ran into the street Directly into the path of a runaway garbage truck I yelled "watch out! watch out! watch out! watch out! watch ou-u-t!"
Dang it!!
I felt so messy standing there (messy standing there) My daddy's shorts were everywhere (daddy's shorts were everywhere) Tenderly I kissed her goodbye Picked up my clothes, they were finally dry But I won't forget you, oh Leader Of the Laundromat
Bluebird Island Composer(s): Hank Snow Performer(s): Hank Snow
My ship set sail to Bluebird Island And slowly drifted out to sea Her silver sails to cross the ocean My lover's lonely heart set free
Then out across the waves The bluebirds came one day Out o'er the silver sea Your message brought to me To sail my ship of love along the moonlit bay And anchor in the harbor of your heart
The trade winds there on Bluebird Island Soon dried her lonely tears away The treasure I found broken hearted Was locked within my heart to stay
Leader Of The Band Composer(s): Dan Fogelberg First release by: Dan Fogelberg - 1981 Covered by multiple other artists
An only child alone and wild, a cabinet maker's son His hands were meant for different work And his heart was known to none He left his home and went his lone and solitary way And he gave to me a gift I know I never can repay
A quiet man of music denied a simpler fate He tried to be a soldier once, but his music wouldn't wait He earned his love through discipline, a thundering velvet hand His gentle means of sculpting souls took me years to understand
The leader of the band is tired and his eyes are growing old But his blood runs through my instrument and his song is in my soul My life has been a poor attempt to imitate the man I'm just a living legacy to the leader of the band
My brother's lives were different for they heard another call One went to Chicago and the other to St Paul And I'm in Colorado when I'm not in some hotel Living out this life I've chose and come to know so well
I thank you for the music and your stories of the road I thank you for the freedom when it came my time to go I thank you for the kindness and the times when you got tough And papa, I don't think I said I love you near enough
The leader of the band is tired and his eyes are growing old But his blood runs through my instrument and his song is in my soul My life has been a poor attempt to imitate the man I'm just a living legacy to the leader of the band I am a living legacy to the leader of the band
Bluebird Composer(s): Leon Russell Originally performed by: Leon Russell Covered by various other artists
Yeah I'm lost in the night The icy wind is howling out your name Desolation lingers like a fog The fire is growing dimmer in the wind I'm out in the rain The moon has gone behind the cloud again And I can't stand to live another day Cause my bluebird went away And I'm locked in this room with my sorrow No escape no way to get away And my only connection with tomorrow Is hoping that you might decide to not stay away Oh, I'm out on a limb If I could only find sweet love again And I can't stand to live another day Can't find my bluebird anywhere anywhere anywhere Oh I'm lost in the night The icy wind is howling out your name And I can't stand to live another day Bluebird why did you go away Bluebird why did you go away Oh, little bluebird, why did you go away Won't you tell me
Lead Man Holler Composer(s): Harry Belafonte Performer(s): Harry Belafonte
You hear me calling at the crack of dawn Jump up brothers come and face the morn Forget your aching from the day before 'Cause today we're goin' to do that and more
Lead man holler, yo oh ho All men follow, down you go for a working dollar Yes he holler yo oh ho, all men follow Down we go for a working dollar
I want de men, the women and the children too We got a long day out we got a lot to do We got to cut up, stack up and load the cane You better bring a shawl 'cause it look like rain
Lead man holler, yo oh ho All men follow, down you go for a working dollar Yes he holler yo oh ho, all men follow Down we go for a working dollar
Well a working man I am tired and true I won't ask you nothin' that I wouldn't do Well you pay today is the same as last Your work's the same, just a little fast
Lead man holler, yo oh ho All men follow, down you go for a working dollar Yes he holler yo oh ho, all men follow Down we go for a working dollar
Well I'd like to tell you `bout yesterday You work quite well, I am proud to say I want ev'ry man to try his will And make yesterday look like he was standing still
Lead man holler, yo oh ho All men follow, down you go for a working dollar Yes he holler yo oh ho, all men follow Down we go for a working dollar
Lying is killing the good things in me Ask me what the time is baby, ask me honey My eyes shift and slide Sure there are reasons for acting like this But reasons are kill kill killing the everything we do Who said wed be happy the more that we knew? Oh dont come a calling with answer me eyes All youll get my baby are blueberry pies
But your being lovely And your being good Only depresses me, knowing how oddly Im behaving Hello stranger - (the) stranger Ive become - Im an air raid Leaving both us orphans and four fifths afraid
So if I come begging with take me back eyes All you have to tell me All you have to tell me are blueberry, blueberry pies
Le voleur de pervenches Il est encore en prison Il a volé deux pervenches Pour en faire deux chansons Il a fait la première Pour le beaux yeux de Sylvie La deuxième pour sa mère Les deux femmes de sa vie
Bienheureux le voleur Quand il vole des fleurs Pour l'amour et le cur La, la, la, la . . . .
Le voleur de pervenches A le cur en liberté Les prisons sans dimanche N'empêchent pas d'aimer Et pour sa récompense Un miracle est arrivé Car il pleut des pervenches La prison s'est écrasée
Bienheureux prisonnier Ton amour t'a payé D'un printemps tout entier La, la, la, la . . . .
Le voleur de pervenches S'est enfuit de sa prison Il a des fleurs dans les manches Et l'printemps aux talons Toutes ces fleurs pour sa mère Pour Sylvie et ses beaux yeux Il a fleurit toute la terre Les printemps sont toujours bleus La, la, la, la . . . .
