Retro-Songteksten: Evergreens, Classics, Old-Time Favourites, Hits Uit Onze Jeugd
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Take Up Thy Stethoscope And Walk Composer(s): Roger Waters First release by: Pink Floyd - 1967 Covered by multiple other artists
(doctor doctor) I'm in bed (doctor doctor) Aching head (doctor doctor) Gold is lead (doctor doctor) Choke on bread (doctor doctor) Underfed (doctor doctor) Gold is lead (doctor doctor) Jesus bled (doctor doctor) Pain is red (doctor doctor) Dark doom Gruel ghoul, greasy spoon Used spoon, June Bloom
Music seems to help the pain Seems to motivate the brain Doctor kindly tell your wife that I'm alive Flowers thrive Realise Realise Realise!
Baby Star
((Adapted from: Movie Star (by Harpo) - 1975))
Composer(s): Harpo - Vline Buggy - Claude Carrère
Performer(s): Sacha Distel - 1976
Des cils en soie bleutée Et des lèvres couleur abricot Tu voudrais à tout prix ressembler A Marilyn ou à Garbo Fume-cigarettes et talons hauts Avec une robe noire rétro Mais moi, qui te connaît si bien, qui t'aime Ce n'est pas pour ça que je suis avec toi
Baby star, my baby star Tu es tellement plus belle Baby star, ô my baby star Quand tu es naturelle Star, ha-ha-hain
Tirée des romans d'Hemingway Ou sortie d'un film de Fellini Capricieuse comme une reine de Broadway Comédienne par instinct, tu pleures, tu ries Tu séduis, tu t'enfuies dans la nuit Comme un rêve entrevu au hasard d'une rue Mais moi, qui te connaît et qui t'aime aussi Ce n'est pas pour ça que je suis avec toi
Baby star, my baby star Tu es tellement plus belle Baby star, ô my baby star Quand tu es naturelle Star, ha-ha-hain
Cheveux dans le vent Dans une robe couleur pois de senteur C'est ainsi que je t'ai connue C'est comme ça que je veux te garder
Baby star, my baby star Tu es tellement plus belle Baby star, ô my baby star Quand tu es naturelle Star, ha-ha-hain
I found a woman I felt a true love She was everything I'd ever been dreaming of
But she was bad, I didn't know it Her pretty smile never did show it All I knew is what I could see And I knew I wanted her for me
Took her home to mama Mama, wanna see my future bride Well she looked at us both Then she called me to her side
She said, "son, take time to know her It's not an overnight thing Take time to know her Please don't go rushin to do your thing
But I didn't listen to my mama I went straight to the church I just couldn't wait for that little girl of mine When I got off from work The preacher was there So was my future bride He looked at us both and he called me to his side
Take time to know her Not an overnight fling Take time to know her Don't go rushin to do your thing
But it looks like every thing's gonna turn out all right But then I came home from work a little early one night And there she was kissin on another man Now I know what mama meant when she took me by the hand She said, take time to know her Not an overnight fling Take time to know her Don't go rushin to do your thing She said, take time to know her Not an overnight fling Take time to know her Don't go rushin to do your thing Take time to know her ...
Movie Star
((French Version: Baby Star (by Sacha Distel) - 1976))
Composer(s): Harpo
First release by: Harpo - 1975
Covered by multiple other artists
You feel like Steve McQueen
When you're driving in your car
And you think you look like James Bond
When you're smoking your cigar
It's so bizarre
You think you are a new kind of James Dean
But the only thing I've ever seen of you
Was a commercial spot on the screen
Moviestar, oh Moviestar, ah ah ah, you think you are a Movie
Moviestar, oh Moviestar, ah ah ah, you think you are a Movie-Star ah ah ah
You should belong to the jet set
Fly your own private learjet
But you worked in a grocery store
Every day you could afford to get away
So you went to sweden to meet ingrid bergman
But he wasn't there or he yust didn't care
I think it's time for you my friend
To stop pretending that you are a moviestar
Moviestar, oh Moviestar, ah ah ah, you think you are a Movie
Moviestar, oh Moviestar, ah ah ah, you think you are a Movie-Star ah ah ah
Frozen hero
Your words are zero
Your dreams have vanished into dark long ago
But you're the one to know
Moviestar, oh Moviestar, ah ah ah, you think you are a Movie
Moviestar, oh Moviestar, ah ah ah, you think you are a Movie
Moviestar, oh Moviestar, ah ah ah, you think you are a Movie-Star ah ah ah
Give Me Wings Composer(s): Rhonda Fleming; Don Schlitz Performer(s): Michael Johnson; Highstrung; Don Schlitz
Oh Elaine, you've broken my dreams It's not as it seemed before I can see it don't mean to you What it could mean to me Been a long time, as the road winds I'm sideways, in a great haze I turn, turn ... the page
Oh Elaine, I'm going insane It's cold and the rain won't do I'm told I must make this turn I guess it won't be with you
Chorus
So long, I bid you farewell I wish you the best, you know Oh Elaine, if you change your mind It's me you can find again Turn, turn ... the page
Take This Town Composer(s): Andy Partridge - Brian Howe - Terry Thomas Performer(s): Bad Company; XTC
Living in a rabbit tunnel Keep the doggie in her kennel Mustn't let her see the world Oh, no! Don't treat her like that Oh, no! Don't treat her like that
Living under Mum and Daddy Carry hope just like a caddie Mustn't let them see you're killed Oh, no! Don't treat her like that Oh, no! Don't treat her like that
Shout it clear for all to hear You won't shoot this bird down Shout it clear for all to hear We're going to take this town We're going to take this town We're going to take this town We're going to take this town We're going to take this town
Turn a deaf ear to the orders Keep them as your perfect daughters Mustn't let them know their minds Oh, no! Don't treat her like that Oh, no! Don't treat her like that
Turning on to only music Breaking from their childhood attic Mustn't let them open the blinds Oh, no! Don't treat her like that Oh, no! Don't treat her like that
Shout it clear for all to hear You won't shoot this bird down Shout it clear for all to hear We're going to take this town We're going to take this town We're going to take this town We're going to take this town We're going to take this town
It's time she stopped being your ornament It's time she put that in the past for permanent You can't hold her if she wants to roam around around around around around You can't hold her dream and keep it gagged and bound, gagged and bound
We're going We're going to We're going to take We're going to take this We're going to take this We're going to take this We're going to take this We're going to take this We're going to take this
Movie Queen Composer(s): Paul Kelly Performer(s): Bill Anderson
This is a song about a girl from the bayou down in Louisiana country The story simply says She left home at sixteen said she was gonna be a movie queen Said her hometown was just too small and she had roaches and rats wall to wall So without a bag of beans she made a change of scenes Hitched a ride up to New Orleans With just the clothes on her back and a little brown sack Said hello to the city where she would learn to act Gonna be a movie queen gonna be on the big wide screen Fancy clothes and diamond rings have all the better things
She took a part time job at the Burger King Went to school at night oh she was doin' her things Then she started hangin' out with the evening crowd Gettin' high acclaim before she knew it she was all strung out She still had that dream of bein' a movie queen So she decided she'd have to leave New Orleans Hollywood bound but with her feet on the ground When she got to the city she took a look around Said gonna be a movie queen...
Oh but things didn't work out that way they found her dead in her room today But in my mind I can hear her say I can still hear her say Gonna be a movie queen...
Era Um Garoto Que Como Eu Amava Os Beatles E Os Rolling Stones
Era Um Garoto Que Como Eu Amava Os Beatles E Os Rolling Stones ((Adapted from: C'era Un Ragazzo Che Come Me Amava I Beatles E I Rolling Stones (Gianni Morandi) - 1966)) Composer(s): Mauro Lusini - Francesci Migliacci - Paulino Brancato Jr. Performer(s): Os Incríveis - 1967
Era um garoto, que como eu amava os Beatles e os Rolling Stones Girava o mundo sempre a cantar As coisas lindas da América Não era belo mas mesmo assim Havia mil garotas, sim Cantava "Help" and "Ticket to ride" Oh! "Lady Jane" and "Yesterday" Cantava viva a liberdade Mas uma carta sem esperar Da sua guitarra o separou Fora chamado na América Stop! com Rolling Stones Stop! com Beatles songs Mandado foi ao Vietnã Brigar com vietcongs
Era um garoto, que como eu amava os Beatles e os Rolling Stones Girava o mundo mas acabou Fazendo a guerra no Vietnã Cabelos longos não usa mais Não toca a sua guitarra e sim Um instrumento que sempre dá A mesma nota ratá-tatá Não tem amigos Nem mais garotas Só gente morta caindo ao chão Ao seu país não voltará Pois está morto no Vietnã Stop! com Rolling Stones Stop! com Beatles songs No peito coração não há Mas duas medalhas sim
Movie Magg Composer(s): Carl Perkins Originally performed by: Carl Perkins Covered by various other artists
Now let me take you to the movies Magg so I can hold your hand Well it ain't that I don't like your house it's just that doggone man And that double barrel behind the door it waits for Carl I know So climb upon ol' Becky's back and let's ride to the picture show
I only see her once the week and that's when my work is through I break new ground the whole week long with my mind set straight on you I've polished up my ol' horse Becky and she looks good I know So climb upon ol' Becky's back and let's ride to the picture show
Now wont you let me take you to the show so I can hold your hand Well it ain't that I don't like your house it's just that doggone man And that double barrel behind the door it waits for me I know So climb upon ol' Becky's back and let's ride to the picture show
Well I break new ground a whole week long with my mind set straight on you And every time I tried to smile my heartaches breaks in two O I slicked myself on Saturday night cause there's one thing I know Im gonna take my Maggie dear to the Western picture show
Now wont you let me take you to the show so I can hold your hand Well it ain't that I don't like your house it's just that doggone man And that double barrel behind the door it waits for me I know So climb upon ol' Becky's back and let's ride to the picture show
Give Me The Night Composer(s): Rod Temperton Performer(s): George Benson; and various other artists
Whenever dark has fallen you know the spirit of the party starts to come alive Until the day is dawning you can throw out all your blues and hit the city lights 'Cause there's music in the air and lots of loving everywhere so gimme the night Gimme the night
You need the evening action a place to dine, a glass of wine a little late romance It's a chain reaction You'll see the people of the world coming out to dance 'Cause there's music in the air and lots of loving everywhere so gimme the night Gimme the night
So come on out tonight and we'll lead the others on a ride through paradise And if you feel all right then we can be lovers 'cause I see that starlight look in your eyes Don't you know we can fly? Just gimme the night Gimme the night
And if we stay together we'll feel the rhythm of the evening taking us up high Never mind the weather We'll be dancing in the street until the morning light 'Cause there's music in the air and lots of loving everywhere So gimme the night Gimme the night...
Take This Rain Composer(s): Jackson Brown Performer(s): Jackson Brown
It used to be there were two sets of footprints in the sand And there were two silhouettes in the sunset hand in hand But now here beside the sea are the footprints of three And I cant find my own Among the directions theyre all going
Baby its alright Break this chain of love and madness Its alright Take this rain as your new address Its alright Take this rain Its alright Take this rain
Cause Ive been running all over creation out of my mind Trying to keep our hearts beating together all of the time Going crazier every day Watching our love slipping away Cause youre the only home Ive ever wanted And the only light Ive known
But baby its alright Break this chain of love and madness Its alright Take this rain as your new address Its alright Take this rain Its alright Take this rain Youre going to be free
Some people go through life seeing just what they want to see Take the way I went on believing You might still believe in me And I still want the love I always thought our love could be But some things cant be changed Take this rain
Youre going to hear my voice in the morning calling your name And know my love and my desperation were one and the same And where our footprints used to be Therell be nothing but the sea And the tide and the wind and the open sky And the unbroken horizon
Baby its alright Break this chain of love and madness Its alright Take this pain and all this sadness Its alright Make this rain into your fortress Its alright Take this rain Its alright Take this rain Its alright Take this rain Youre going to be free
Take This Job And Shove It Composer(s): David Allan Coe Performer(s): David Allan Coe
Take this job and shove it I ain't workin' here no more My woman done left and took all of the reasons That I was workin' for
You better not try to stand in my way When I'm walkin' out the door Take this job and shove it I ain't workin' here no more
Well, I've been working in this factory Pretty close to 15 years I've seen some of my best friends women Drownin' in a pool of tears
I've seen a lot of kinfolks dyin' I had a lot of bills to pay Lord, I'd give the shirt right often my back If I had the guts to say, say what?
Take this job and shove it I ain't workin' here no more My woman's done left and took all of the reasons That I was workin' for
You better not try to stand in my way When I'm walkin' out the door Take this job and shove it I ain't workin' here no more
The foreman is a regular S.O.B. And the night boss, he's a fool He got himself a brand new flattop haircut Lord, he really thinks that's cool
One of these days I'm gonna blow my top And that's shockin', he's gonna pay it Well I can't wait to see their faces When I get the nerve to say, say what?
Take this job and shove it I ain't workin' here no more My woman done left and took all of the reasons That I was workin' for
You better not try to stand in my way When I'm walkin' out the door Take this job and shove it I ain't workin' here no more Take this job and shove it
Move With Me Composer(s): Tim Buckley Performer(s): Tim Buckley; Jack Knife and the Sharps
I went down to the meat rack tavern And found myself a big ol' healthy girl Now she was drinkin' alone Aw what a waste of sin So I went on over to sweet talk that girl Lord I moved on in Lord I whispered come on and move with me Move with me move with me move with me darlin' Aw don't be shy I'm gonna mess witcha, mess witcha, mess witcha Mess witcha, mess witcha mind Well, I don't care if you tell me you're married 'Cause I can be your man when your husband ain't home Now if he should walk in you just tell him I'm your houseboy And that you just can't stand to sleep here alone...no more
I wanna move with you, move with you, move with you Move with you darlin' I wanna mess witcha mess witcha mess witcha Mess witcha mind
Well now he finally walked in And Lord that man filled up the doorway Well he grabbed me by my throat And he bounced me down the stairs And Lord I swear, he broke every bone in my body But it was worth every second that I was there Cause she would whisper to me...
Move with me, move with me, move with me Move with me darlin' I'm gonna mess witcha, mess witcha, mess witcha Mess witcha mind
Give Me Something Composer(s): Yoko Ono Performer(s): John Lennon; and various other artists
The food is cold Your eyes are cold The window's cold The bed's cold Give me something that's not cold, come on, come on (3x) Give me, give me, give me The chair's hard Your voice is hard The money's hard The living's hard Give me something that's not hard, come on, come on (3x) Give me, give me, give me I'll give you my heartbeat And a bit of tear and flesh It's not very much but while it's there You can have it, you can have it
Take These Chains From My Heart ((French Version: Laisse-Moi M'habituer À T'oublier (Sacha Distel) - 1963)) Composer(s): Fred Rose - Hy Heath First recording/First release by: Hank Williams - 1952/1953 Covered by multiple other artists
(Take these chains from my heart and set me free)
Take these chains from my heart and set me free You've grown cold and no longer care for me All my faith in you is gone but the heartaches linger on Take these chains from my heart and set me free
Take these tears from my eyes and let me see Just a spark of the love that used to be If you love somebody new, let me find a new love, too Take these chains from my heart and set me free
Give my heart just a word of sympathy (sympathy) Be as fair to my heart as you can be (you can be) Then if you no longer care for the love that's beating there Take these chains from my heart and set me free
Take these chains from my heart and set me free (set me free)
Move Over Ms. L. Composer(s): John Lennon Originally performed by: Keith Moon Covered by: John Lennon
One, two, a one, two, three, four
Well now the underground and overjoyed they come on just the same Don't wanna get too real man, just wanna play the game I guess ya knew it all along we were just singing in the rain Can't get hipped to the down trip, the ship is sailing yet And if it sinks, you know that all you really get is wet!
Move over Ms. L. You know I wish you well Move over Ms. L. you know I wish you well Move over Ms. L.
Well now to err is something human and forgiving so divine I'll forgive your trespasses, if you forgive me mine Life's a deal, you knew it, when you signed the dotted line They nail you to the paper, put a rope around your neck And so we sing along, the boy stood on the burning deck!
Move over Ms. L. You know I wish you well Move over Ms. L. you know I wish you well Move over Ms. L.
Well now momma poppa told me son you better watch your head Your head is fulla snakes boy, you're better red than dead They're starving back in China, that's what they always said! Can't get head in the head shop, yer jeans are fulla crap You're full of beans, you're in your teens, you lost your momma's road map!
Move over Ms. L. You know I wish you well Move over Ms. L. you know I wish you well Move over Ms. L.