Retro-Songteksten: Evergreens, Classics, Old-Time Favourites, Hits Uit Onze Jeugd
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Life In The Fast Lane Composer(s): Joe Walsh - Glenn Frey - Don Henley First release by: Eagles - 1976
He was a hard-headed man he was brutally handsome And she was terminally pretty She held him up and he held for ransom In the heart of the cold, cold city He had a nasty reputation as a cruel dude They said he was ruthless said he was crude They had one thing in common: they were good in bed She'd say, "Faster, faster" "The lights are turning red"
Life in the fast lane Surely make you lose your mind Life in the fast lane
Eager for action and hot for the game The comming attraction, the drop of a name They knew all the right people; They took all the right pills They threw outrageous parties; They paid heavenly bills There were lines on the mirror, lines on her face She pretended not to notice she was caught up in the race Out every evenin' until it was light He was too tired to make it; she was too tired to fight about it.
Life in the fast lane surely make you lose your mind Life in the fast lane Life in the fast lane everything all the time Life in the fast lane
Blowin' and burnin' blinded by thirst They didn't see the stop sign; Took a turn for the worst She said, "Listen, baby You can hear the engine ring "We've been up and down this highway; haven't seen a god-damn thing" He said, "Call the doctor I think I'm gonna crash" "The doctor say he's coming but you gotta pay in cash" They were rushing down that freeway; Messed around and got lost They didn't care they were just dyin' to get off
And it was life in the fast lane Surely make you lose your mind Life in the fast lane Life in the fast lane everything all the time Life in the fast lane
Bury My Heart At Wounded Knee Composer(s): Buffy Saint-Marie Performer(s): Buffy Saint-Marie; Indigo Girls
Indian legislation on the desk of a do-right Congressman Now, he don't know much about the issue so he picks up the phone and he asks advice from the Senator out in Indian country A darling of the energy companies who are ripping off whats left of the reservations Huh
I learned a safety rule I dont know who to thank Don't stand between the reservation and the corporate bank They send in federal tanks It isnt nice but its reality
Chorus: Bury my heart at Wounded Knee Deep in the Earth Cover me with pretty lies bury my heart at Wounded Knee Huh
They got these energy companies that want the land and theyve got churches by the dozen who want to guide our hands and sign Mother Earth over to pollution, war and greed Get rich... get rich quick
Chorus
We got the federal marshals We got the covert spies We got the liars by the fire We got the FBIs They lie in court and get nailed and still Peltier goes off to jail
Chorus
My girlfriend Annie Mae talked about uranium Her head was filled with bullets and her body dumped The FBI cut off her hands and told us shed died of exposure Loo loo loo loo loo
Chorus
We had the Goldrush Wars Aw, didnt we learn to crawl and still our history gets written in a liars scrawl They tell ya Honey, you can still be an Indian d-d-down at the Y on Saturday nights
Bury my heart at Wounded Knee Deep in the Earth Cover me with pretty lies Bury my heart at Wounded Knee Huh!
Life In The Bloodstream Composer(s): Burton Cummings Performer(s): The Guess Who
You don't believe that this whole universe Could be inside your little sister's purse You don't believe you're just a living glob Like Lucy, Freddy, Ricky, Frank and Bob
We're life in the bloodstream, baby That's the natural progression We're life in the bloodstream I hope the little boy don't fall and skin his knee
Ain't it hard when you discover Your energy has to leave you for another Don't it make you wanna lay down and cry When they tell you it's time you have to die
We're life in the bloodstream, baby That's the natural progression We're life in the bloodstream I hope the little boy don't fall and skin his knee
We're life in the bloodstream, baby That's the natural progression We're life in the bloodstream I hope the little boy don't fall and skin his knee
Bury My Body Composer(s): Al Kooper; Alan Price Performer(s): The Animals; Al Kooper
Bury my body Lord, I don't care where they Bury my body Lord, I don't care where they Bury my body 'cause my soul is gonna live With God, Oh-oh-oh yeah
Bury my body Lord, I don't care where they Bury my body Lord, I don't care where they Bury my body 'cause my soul is gonna live With God, Oh-oh-oh yeah
Lead me Jesus, lead me Why don't you lead me in the middle of the air And if my wings should fail me Won't you provide me with another pair
Please God I don't care where they Bury my body Lord, I don't care where they Bury my body 'cause my soul is gonna live With God, Oh-oh-oh yeah I said alright You know it's alright alright
Bury my body Lord, I don't care where they Bury my body Lord, I don't care where they Bury my body 'cause my soul is gonna live With God, Oh-oh-oh yeah
Lead me Jesus, lead me Why don't you lead me in the middle of the air And if my wings should fail me Won't you provide me with another pair
Please God I don't care where they Bury my body Lord, I don't care where they Bury my body 'cause my soul is gonna live With God, Oh-oh-oh yeah I said alright My soul, my soul, my soul Is gonna live, with God
Life In London Composer(s): Pat Travers Performer(s): Pat Travers
Life in London is bittersweet Spray can slogans along the street Some kind of revolution in the town Razor blades and safety pins make you look like a clown
What's goin' down Is just the same old sound You know that energy Has always been my drug for me
And I came across a lot of water Just to see if it could be The place to go, the life for me I changed my dollars into pounds And now that drink is gonna cost me 50p.
But the District Line just doesn't seem To be going as far as I'd like to go today
And I've met a lot of great people I guess that's one thing that will never change People are people wherever you go Now you wanna know why, it's cuz I'm telling you so
But I'd like to see, some peace and harmony Well, everybody thinks differently But that shouldn't mean a thing Shouldn't mean a thing
Pack up my suitcase, I gotta go Back to a land that I think I know Bring some things with me Leave something behind Oh, Life in London's at the back of my mind
But the District Line just doesn't seem To be going as far as I'd like to go today
Bury Me Standing Composer(s): Gerrit Graham; Bob Weir Performer(s): Bob Weir & RatDog
Once again the crossroads Ain't no moon shinin' through the trees Goddess lost my number, babe Left me begging, baby please Bury me standing I've been too long on my knees
Angel and the devil, babe They be walking side by side Hammer on each other, babe Never one be satisfied Bury me standing Just the last place left to hide
Nothing you can figure, babe Nothing you can fix Ain't much of nothing, babe Just a couple tricks
Ooh - now I know you know that song Bury me standing I've been crawling way too long
Got a fist full of trouble, babe And one more will get you three Whole lot of shakin' peaches, babe Poison peaches, trouble tree If I change my way of living Well it would mean so much to me
Blue smoke in the bar room Tattooed muscle, beer for beer Brown bottles and whiskey, babe Got a pay phone to my ear Woman made me love her Now some dude tells me she ain't here
Give me whisky for whisky Give me blow for blow Give me whole lot of nothing baby But to go down slow
Give me fire for fire Give me ice for ice Give me something to live for baby Now I'm asking nice
Ooh - Goddamn eternal tease Bury me standing I been too long on my knees Bury me at the crossroads Lay me down and let me be
Once again the crossroads And there ain't no moon shinin' through the trees Goddess tossed my number, babe Left me begging, baby please Bury me standing I been a lifetime on my knees Bury me at the crossroads Lay me down and let me be
Let me be Lay me down and let me be Let me be Let me be Lay me down and let me be Let me be Lay me down and let me be
Life Has Just Begun Composer(s): Randy California Performer(s): Spirit
Oh hey Kiowa, I know your name Catch me a glancing with one of your eye So much we are chancing if we said goodbye, Ohh Softly say you'll be my bride and our hopes all sun and feel Say you'll always be here by my side With the hopes all constantly ohh We walked in the dream and we knew it was Married in the dreams Strange as it seemed that we knew because Because life has just begun Life has just begun, life has just begun Because life has just begun
Hey Kiowa, I know your name Hey Kiowa, I know your name Walking in that sunny hour I even know your names Atowa No war on the rocky hour I meet some people of desire Walked in the dream and we knew it was Strange as it seemed that we knew because Because life has just begun Life has just begun, life has just begun life has just begun, life has just begun Because life has just begun Because life has just begun (Repeat) ...
Well now, that clover man way up in Dundee Well now, that clover man way up in Dundee Well now, you go down to Mr. Howard Stovall's place he's got all the burr clover you need
Well now, the reason that I love that old burr clover farm so well Well now, the reason that I love that old burr clover farm so well Well now, we always have money and we never raise no hell
Well now, I'm leaving this morning, and I sure do hate to go Well now, I'm leaving this morning, and I sure do hate to go Well now, I've got to leave this burr clover farm, I ain't coming back no more
Now, good bye everybody and I may not coming back again Now, good bye everybody and I may not coming back again Well now, I've got to leave this burr clover farm, my baby don't want me around
Well, so long, so long, you gonna need my help, I say Well, so long, so long, you gonna need my help, I say Well now, I here do wanna sell you some burr clover, honey, just before I go away
The sun comes up and the sun goes down The hands on the clock go round and roumd I just wake up and it's time to lay down Life gets tee-jus, don't it?
My shoe's untied, but shucks, I don't care Cuz I reckon I ain't a-goin' nowhere I'd brush my teeth and comb my hair Just too much wasted effort
The water in the well gets lower and lower Ain't had a bath in a month or more I've heard it said and I'm sure it's true That too much bathin'll weaken you
Danged ol' mule, he must be sick I jabbed him in the rump with a pin on a stick He hunched his back, but he wouldn't kick Something cock-eyed somewhere
Hound dog's howlin' so forlorn Laziest dawg that ever was born He's howlin' 'cause he's sittin' on a thorn Just too tired to move over
Well, the cow's gone dry and the hens won't lay And my well dried up last Saturday My troubles keep pilin' up day by day And now I'm gettin' dandruff
Roof's a-leakin' and the chimney leans An' there's a hole in the seat of my old blue jeans Now I've eat the last of the pork an' beans Just can't depend on nuthin'
Mouse is gnawin' at the pantry door He's been at it now for a month or more When he gets through he'll sure be sore 'Cause there ain't a dang thing in there
Well, it's debts and taxes and pains and woes Aches and miseries and that's how it goes And now I'm getting a cold in my nose Life gets tasteless, don't it?
One, two, one, two, three, four I'm the gift and giver, not a woman mistreater
you know that is no one else You can have me just one time baby, she said Baby, I'll give you a chance, 'cos I'm
Chorus: Burning up with fever, and you're the fever inside I'm burning up with fever, it's something I can't hide
Sometimes you do me, sometimes you don't, I know, I want you all the time Here's one thing you should know, I won't, iIwon't stand in line for your love
Chorus
Sometimes you do me, sometimes you don't I know, I want you all the time, but I'm
Life Can Be Beautiful Composer(s): Harold Adamson - Jimmy McHugh Performer(s): Vaugh Monroe & His Orch. and multiple other artists
My life was never like a story No happy ending was in view But now a miracle has happened The way I feel is all so new
Life can be beautiful, how do I know Somebody beautiful just told me so Life can be summertime when it's really fall Love can come any time, any time at all Nights can be heavenly, take nights like this What makes them heavenly? Only your kiss Through all these many years guess I always knew That life could be beautiful with you
Mannen Van Lichte Zeden Performer(s): De Strangers
Bij de manne van plezier. . on de grote markt in Lier vind 'n vraa da d'is serieus, wel e ventje nor heur keus mor ze moet wel . . het slechte pad betreden bij de mannen van lichte zeden
heddet ook al hore zegge. . z'hemme op gebied van sex wèr iet anders uitgevonde. . ik ston effenaf perplex nor het schijnt da d'on de kante van de grote markt in Lier kabardouchkes zèn te vinde . . vol mè manne van plezier ieder vraa die wa fatsoen hee, die bleft weg van zo'ne kant waar ne vent ze geld verdient langs den trottoir en waar ander on hun venster zitte wachte op ne klant in hun onderlefke en 'ne suspensoir en ze lache en ze loenke en ze roepe "schat" en "chou" en van tijd tot tijd dan doet er iêne z'n gordijntje toe
Bij de manne van plezier. . on de grote markt in Lier vind 'n vraa da d'is serieus, wel e ventje nor heur keus mor ze moet wel. . het slechte pad betreden bij de mannen van lichte zeden
'k weet 'n vraa die op ne middag heur commisjes had gedaan en die wou zo mor ineens nor de plezante manne gaan heure vent diê was ni thuis omdattem mè de late stoeng daarom kon zij hiêl gemakkelijk is e slipperke gon doeng dus het duurde ni te lank of zij zat in 'n louche bar en den toog mè Linke Fons en Lepe Swa en na 't zeveste tourneeke was het eindelijk zo var zij ging mee nor bove veur ge wèt wel wa a ge gère nà zou wete hoe da zij heur gange goeng moette van tijd tot tijd gelak as zij, e slipperke gon doeng
Bij de manne van plezier. . on de grote markt in Lier vind 'n vraa da d' is serieus, wel e ventje nor heur keus mor ze moet wel . . het slechte pad betreden bij de mannen. . de mannen . . de mannen van lichte zeden
Life By The Drop Composer(s): Doyle Bramhall - Barbara Logan First release by: Stevie Ray Vaughn & Double Trouble -1991 Covered by multiple other artists
Hello there, my old friend Not so long ago it was til the end We played out in the pouring rain On our way up the road we started over again
Youre livin our dream, wo you on top My mind is achin, Lord it wont stop Thats how it happens livin life by the drop
Up and down that road in our worn out shoes Talkin bout good thangs, singin the blues You went your way, I stayed behind We both knew it was justa matter of time
Youre livin our dream, wo you on top My mind is achin, Lord it wont stop Thats how it happens livin life by the drop
No wasted time, were alive today Churnin up the past, theres no easier way Times been between us, a means to an end God its good to be here walkin together my friend
Were livin our dreams My minds stopped achin Thats how it happens livin life by the drop Thats how it happens livin life by the drop Thats how it happens livin life by the drop
Burning Memories Composer(s): Mel Tillis; Wayne Walker Performer(s): Ray Price
Tonight I'm burning old love letters Photographs and memories of you Hoping somehow I'll feel better And when the smoke is gone, I won't want you
Burning mem'ries Burning mem'ries Memories of you that I can't lose
My heart to you no longer matters And I can't live alone on memories Into the fire those dreams you shattered And when the smoke is gone, then I'll be free
Burning mem'ries Burning mem'ries Memories of you that I can't lose
Je Te Pardonne ((Adapted from: Baby, I Love You (by The Ronettes) - 1963)) Composer(s): Jeff Barry - Ellie Greenwich - Phil Spector - Georges Aber Performer(s): Les Surfs - 1964
Oh oh... J'ai cru depuis toujours Que tu reviendrais un jour Et j'avais raison d'espérer
Quand tu m'as dit: pardonne-moi Je m'ennuyais loin de toi Il était fou de se quitter Alors tu dois lui pardonner
Life Begins At The Hop Composer(s): Colin Moulding Performer(s): XTC
I have learnt there's a magical spot at the hop Come with me to the church on the corner, the hop There's nuts and crisps and ccc cola on tap A good time had by the boys and girls at the hop
Tell me what do you say Tell me what do you say
Life begins at the hop, boys and girls
Prepare yourself for the boys in the band at the hop The cheap guitars, too young for the bars at the hop We'll jive around, make fools of ourselves then stop Back next week with another ridiculous tie knot
Burning Heart Composer(s): Jim Peterik; Frankie Sullivan Performer(s): Survivor
Two worlds collide Rival nations It's a primitive clash Venting years of frustrations Bravely we hope Against all hope There is so much at stake Seems our freedom's up Against the ropes Does the crowd understand? Is it East versus West Or man against man Can any nation stand alone CHORUS In the burning Heart Just about to burst There's a quest for answers An unquenchable thirst In the darkest night Rising like a spire In the burning heart The unmistakable fire In the burning heart
In the warriors code There's no surrender Though his body says stop His spirit cries - never! Deep in our soul A quiet ember Know it's you against you It's the paradox That drives us on It's a battle of wills In the heat of attack It's the passion that kills The victory is yours alone
Life Begins At Forty Composer(s): Jack Yellen - Ted Shapiro Performer(s): Sophie Tucker
I've often heard it said and sung That life is sweetest when you're young And kids, sixteen to twenty-one Think they're having all the fun I disagree, I say it isn't so And I'm one gal who ought to know I started young and I'm still going strong But I've learned as I've gone along.......
That life begins at forty That's when love and living start to become a gentle art A woman who's been careful finds that's when she's in her prime And a good man when he's forty knows just how to take his time
Conservative or sporty, it's not until you're forty That you learn the how and why and the what and when In the twenties and the thirties you want your love in large amounts But after you reach forty, it's the quality that counts
Yes, life begins at forty And I've just begun to live all over again
You see the sweetest things in life grow sweeter as the years roll on Like the music from a violin that has been well played upon And the sweetest smoke is from a mellow, broken and old pipe And the sweetest tasting peach is one that's mature, round and ripe
In the twenties and the thirties you're just an amateur But after you reach forty, that's when you become a connoisseur Then it isn't grab and get it and a straight line for the door You're not hasty, you're tasty, you enjoy things so much more
For instance, a novice gulps his brandy down, he doesn't understand Observe a connoisseur, the way he holds it in his hand How he strokes the glass, fondles it, warms it as he should Smaks his lips, aahhh, slowly sips, hah, boy, it tastes good
Life begins at forty Then it isn't hit and run and you find much more fun You romance a girl of twenty and it costs you all your dough But when a forty thanks you, she hates to see you go
And girls of twenty, all they want are big men Big men with strong physiques I don't say that it's bad But you do get tired of those damn Greeks
Life begins at forty And I'm just living all over again
Burning Down The House Composer(s): David Byrne; Chris Frantz; Jerry Harrison; Tina Weymouth Performer(s): Talking Heads and various other artists
Watch out, you might get what you're after Cool babies, strange but not a stranger I'm an ordinary guy Burning down the house
Hold tight, wait till the party's over Hold tight, We're in for nasty weather There has got to be a way Burning down the house
Here's your ticket pack your bag: time for jumpin' overboard The transportation is here Close enough but not too far, Maybe you know where you are Fightin' fire with fire
All wet, hey you might need a raincoat Shakedown, dreams walking in broad daylight Three hun-dred six-ty five de-grees Burning down the house
It was once upon a place sometimes I listen to myself Gonna come in first place People on their way to work baby what did you except Gonna burst into flame
My house, S'out of the ordinary That's might, Don't want to hurt nobody Some things sure can sweep me off my feet Burning down the house
No visible means of support and you have not seen nuthin' yet Everything's stuck together I don't know what you expect staring into the TV set Fighting fire with fire