Retro-Songteksten: Evergreens, Classics, Old-Time Favourites, Hits Uit Onze Jeugd
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The Rover Composer(s): Robert Plant - Jimmy Page First release by: Led Zeppelin - 1975 Covered by multiple other artists
I've been to London, seen seven wonders I know to trip is just to fall I used to rock it, sometimes I'd roll it I always knew what it was for There can be no denyin' That the wind'll shake 'em down And the flat world's flyin' There's a new plague on the land If we could just join hands If we could just join hands If we could just join hands Traversed the planet when heaven sent me I saw the kings who rule them all Still by the firelight and purple moonlight I hear the rested rivers call And the wind is crying From a love that won't grow cold My lover, she is lying On the dark side of the globe If we could just join hands If we could just join hands If we could just join hands You got me rockin' When I ought to be a-rollin' Darlin', tell me, darlin' Which way to go You keep me rockin', baby Then you keep me stolen Won't you tell me, darlin' Which way to go, that's right Oh how I wonder, oh how I worry And I would dearly like to know If all this wonder of earthly plunder Will it leave us anything to show And our time is flyin' See the candle burnin' low Is the new world rising From the shambles of the old? If we could just join hands
Onde a máquina me leva não há nada Horizontes e fronteiras são iguais Se agora tudo que eu mais quero já ficou pra trás Qualquer um que leva a vida nessa estrada Só precisa de uma sombra pra chegar A saudade vai batendo e o coração dispara
Mas de repente a velocidade chora Não vejo a hora de voltar pra casa A luz do teu olhar no fim do túnel E no espelho a minha solidão O céu da ilusão que não se acaba A música do vento que não pára Será que a luz do meu destino vai te encontrar
Vejo a manhã de sol entrando em casa Iluminando os gritos das crianças Os momentos mais bonitos na lembrança Não vão se apagar
Ai quem me dera encontrar contigo agora E esquecer as curvas dessa estrada Eu prefiro sonhar com os rios E lavar minhalma
Alguém sentado à beira do caminho Jamais entenderá o que é que eu sinto agora Sou levado pelo movimento Que a tua falta faz Havia tanta paz no teu carinho Na despedida fez um dia lindo Quem sabe tudo estará sorrindo Quando eu voltar
The Rose Of Tralee Composer(s): Charles Glover - Mordaunt Spencer Performer(s): Webster Booth and multiple other artists
The pale moon was rising above the green mountain The sun was declining beneath the blue sea When I strayed with my love to the pure crystal fountain That stands in the beautiful vale of Tralee
She was lovely and fair, as the rose of the summer Yet t'was not her beauty alone that won me Oh no, t'was the truth in her eyes ever dawning That made me love Mary, the Rose of Tralee! The cool shades of evening their mantle were spreading And Mary, all smiling, was listening to me The moon through the valley her pale rays was shedding When I won the heart of the Rose of Tralee
Though lovely and fair, as the rose of the summer Yet t'was not her beauty alone that won me Oh no, t'was the truth in her eyes ever dawning That made me love Mary, the Rose of Tralee!
Close To You Composer(s): Al Hoffman; Carl G. Lampl; Jerry Livingston Performer(s): Frank Sinatra
Close to you, I will always stay Close to you, though you're far away
You'll always be near as though you were here by my side No matter where - in my dreams I'll find you there Close to me, sharing you're caress Can't you see you're my happiness?
Wherever you go, my heart will go, too What can I do? It only wants to be close to you Wherever you go, my heart will go, too What can I do? It only wants to be close to you
Ruby Baby Composer(s): Jerry Leiber; Mike Stoller Performer(s): Dion & The Belmonts; and various other artists
Ah, now said I love a girl and-a Ruby is her name Hear me talkin' now This girl don't love me, but I love 'er just the same What'd I say, whoa, oh, oh, oh, oh Ruby, Ruby, I'm-a want ya Like a ghost I'm-a gonna haunt ya Ruby, Ruby, Ruby will you be mine, sometime
Ah, each time I see you, baby my heart cries Ah, it does, Ruby I tell ya I'm gonna steal you away from all those guys Are they wise Whoa, oh, oh, oh, oh, from the happy day I met ya Now I made a bet that I was goin' to get ya Ruby, Ruby, Ruby will you be mine? Hear me talkin', in time, now
Hey-hey, Ruby, Ruby, Ruby, baby Hey-hey, Ruby, Ruby, Ruby, baby Hey-hey, Ruby, Ruby, Ruby, baby Hey-hey, Ruby, Ruby, Ruby, baby Come to me, now Hey-hey, oh, oh, oh, oh Gonna get ya Hey-hey, Ruby, Ruby, Ruby, baby Well, I tell ya
Now I love this girl, I said-a Ruby is her name Believe me, now When this girl looks at me she just sets my soul aflame Doncha know, whoa, oh, oh, oh, oh I got some hugs and-a kisses too Yeah and now I'm gonna give-a them all to you Now, listen, now Ruby, Ruby, when will you be mine Gonna get you sometime, Ruby
The Rose Of The Mountain Trail Composer(s): Jack Caddigan - Charles A. Brennan
Far away on a mountain trail way down in Mexico Every day when the sun is sinking low and the tropic breezes blow There I stray to a flower bower near a bungalow To my Rose who is waiting there
Moon shines bright on that mountain trail way down in Mexico Its love light shining like a beacon there on the blackness of her hair Wondrous sight in among the cactus of the mountain trail Just one Rose growing all alone
On the Mountain Trail, there's a Rose that grows so wonderful It's the only Rose that the Mountain knows It was placed there Just for me and I will take her soon on a saddle back Honeymoon I'll strike a golden claim when I change the name of the Rose of the Mountain Trail
Close To The Edge Composer(s): Jon Anderson; Steve Howe Performer(s): Yes
I. The Solid Time Of Change
A seasoned witch could call you from the depths of your disgrace And rearrange your liver to the solid mental grace And achieve it all with music that came quickly from afar Then taste the fruit of man recorded losing all against the hour And assessing points to nowhere, leading ev'ry single one A dewdrop can exalt us like the music of the sun And take away the plain in which we move And choose the course you're running
Down at the edge, round by the corner Not right away, not right away Close to the edge, down by a river Not right away, not right away
Crossed the line around the changes of the summer Reaching to call the color of the sky Passed around a moment clothed in mornings faster than we see Getting over all the time I had to worry Leaving all the changes far from far behind We relieve the tension only to find out the master's name
Down at the end, round by the corner Close to the edge, just by a river Seasons will pass you by I get up, I get down Now that it's all over and done Now that you find, now that you're whole
II. Total Mass Retain
My eyes convinced, eclipsed with the younger moon attained with love It changed as almost strained amidst clear manna from above I crucified my hate and held the word within my hand There's you, the time, the logic, or the reasons we don't understand
Sad courage claimed the victims standing still for all to see As armoured movers took approach to overlook the sea There since the cord, the license, or the reasons we understood will be
Down at the edge, close by a river Close to the edge, round by the corner Close to the end, down by the corner Down at the edge, round by the river
Sudden call shouldn't take away the startled memory All in all, the journey takes you all the way As apart from any reality that you've ever seen and known Guessing problems only to deceive the mention Passing paths that climb halfway into the void As we cross from side to side, we hear the total mass retain
Down at the edge, round by the corner Close to the end, down by a river Seasons will pass you by I get up, I get down
III. I Get Up, I Get Down
In her white lace You can clearly see the lady sadly looking Saying that she'd take the blame For the crucifixion of her own domain
I get up, I get down I get up, I get down Two million people barely satisfy Two hundred women watch one woman cry, too late The eyes of honesty can achieve How many millions do we deceive each day?
[Thru the duty she would coil their said amusement of her story asking only interest could be laid upon the children of her domain]
I get up, I get down I get up, I get down
In charge of who is there in charge of me Do I look on blindly and say I see the way? The truth is written all along the page How old will I be before I come of age for you? I get up, I get down I get up, I get down I get up, I get down
IV. Seasons Of Man
The time between the notes relates the color to the scenes A constant vogue of triumphs dislocate man, so it seems And space between the focus shape ascend knowledge of love As song and chance develop time, lost social temp'rance rules above Ah, ah
Then according to the man who showed his outstretched arm to space He turned around and pointed, revealing all the human race I shook my head and smiled a whisper, knowing all about the place On the hill we viewed the silence of the valley Called to witness cycles only of the past And we reach all this with movements in between the said remark
Close to the edge, down by the river Down at the end, round by the corner Seasons will pass you by Now that it's all over and done Called to the seed, right to the sun Now that you find, now that you're whole Seasons will pass you by I get up, I get down I get up, I get down I get up, I get down
Retrospectiva Composer(s): Pedro Guerra Performer(s): Juan Carlos Baglietto
Pasé por ese lugar que la lluvia mojó alguna vez con los dedos del suelo cayo hasta sus ojos de alli resbaló hasta el suelo
Tanto que pudo pasar y no fue mas que luz que escapó de algun sueño que se puede hacer si esta escrito que te quiere amar, a quien tienes que amar Ya nunca vuelve a llover en el mismo lugar donde ayer hubo vuelos y hoy pasa un recuerdo, la lluvia el amor que mojó tu pelo
Tanto que pudo pasar y al final no pasó mas que nada, y el tiempo Que se puede hacer si esta escrito que te quiere amar, a quien tienes que amar Pasé por ese lugar donde dije el amor y rogue por un beso pense que debia morir o correr hasta golpeo tu silencio
Tanto que pudo pasar y ahora busco el amor y me nacen recuerdos Que se puede hacer si esta escrito que te quiere amar a quien tienes que amar
The Rose Of No Man's Land Composer(s): Jack Caddigan - James A. Brennan Performer(s): William Thomas and multiple other artists
I've seen some beautiful flowers Grow in life's garden fair I've spent some wonderful hours Lost in their fragrance rare But I have found another Wondrous beyond compare...
There's a rose that grows in no-man's land And it's wonderful to see Though its sprayed with tears, it will live for years In my garden of memory
It's the one red rose the soldier knows It's the work of the Master's hand 'Neath the War's great curse stands a Red Cross nurse She's the rose of no-man's land
Out in the heavenly splendour Down to the trail of woe God in his mercy has sent her Fearing the World below We call her Rose of Heaven We've longed to love her so...
There's a rose that grows in no-man's land And it's wonderful to see Though its sprayed with tears, it will live for years In my garden of memory
It's the one red rose the soldier knows It's the work of the Master's hand 'Neath the War's great curse stands a Red Cross nurse She's the rose of no-man's land
Ai meu coração sem Natureza Vê se estanca esta tristeza Que ilumina o escuro bar O nosso amor é um escuro bar Suspiro azul das bocas presas O medo em minha mão Que faz tremer a tua mão Traspassa o coração Joga fumaça em meu pulmão Silente esquina do Brasil Nos verdes mares calma lama Um desespero sem canção Guarda o teu olhar de ave presa Na toalha de uma mesa Sem mirar a luz do sol Não há calor na luz do sol O fim da festa é uma certeza Te vejo em minha vida Como um retrato marrom São lembranças perdidas De um passado e tudo bom Brilha um punhal em teu olhar Sinto o veneno do teu beijo Era moderno o meu batom...
Rose Of Allendale (Traditional) Performer(s): Mary Black and multiple other artists
The moon was bright, the night was clear No breeze came over the sea When Mary left her highland home And wandered forth with me The flowers be-decked the mountainside And fragrance filled the vale But by far the sweetest flower there Was the Rose of Allendale
Oh the Rose of Allendale Sweet Rose of Allendale By far the sweetest flower there Was the Rose of Allendale
Where e'er I wandered east or west Though fate began to lour A solace still was she to me In sorrow's lonely hour When tempests lashed our lonely barque And rent her quivering sail One maiden's form withstood the storm 'Twas the Rose of Allendale
Oh sweet Rose of Allendale Sweet Rose of Allendale One maiden's form withstood the storm 'Twas the Rose of Allendale
And when my fever'd lips were parched On Afric's burning sands She whispered hopes of happiness And tales of distant lands My life has been a wilderness Unblessed by fortune's wheel Had fate not linked my love to hers The Rose of Allendale
Oh sweet Rose of Allendale Sweet Rose of Allendale Had fate not linked my love to hers The Rose of Allendale
Close The Door
Composer(s): Ebb; Klein
Performer(s): The Stargazers
Bah-dah-bah-dah-bah-dah
Look out!
Bah-dah-bah-dah-bah-dah
Close the door, they're comin' through the window
Close the door, they're runnin' up the stairs
Close the door
They're hangin' off the ceiling
Those (Bah-dah-bah-dah-bah-dah) are everywhere
He was watering the flowers by the window sill
And then he saw them comin' over yonder hill
Why, there must have been a million of every shape and size
And so I yelled to everyone
"You'd better get inside"
Close the door, they're comin' through the window
Close the door, they're runnin' up the stairs
Close the door
They're hangin' off the ceiling
Those (Bah-dah-bah-dah-bah-dah) are everywhere
He ran into the playroom, grabbed a cricket bat
And every time he met one, he gave him this and that
That's how it drove me crazy and had me mystified
The more and more I knocked 'em down, the more they multiplied
Close the door, they're comin' through the window
Close the door, they're runnin' up the stairs
Close the door
They're hangin' off the ceiling
Those (Bah-dah-bah-dah-bah-dah) are everywhere
They got into the kitchen, they got into the sink
They went into the cellar and poured themselves a drink
They got on the piano, ran up and down the keys
And soon I was a-standin' in 'em right up to me knees
Close the door, they're comin' through the window
Close the door, they're runnin' up the stairs
Close the door
They're hangin' off the ceiling
Those (Bah-dah-bah-dah-bah-dah) are everywhere
Now that all the fuss is over, I sink into my chair
This house is all a shambles, but really I don't care
I'm going to take it easy, try not to think of them
(Bah-dah-bah-dah-bah-dah-bah-dah)
Here they come again!
Close the door, they're comin' through the window
Close the door, they're runnin' up the stairs
Close the door
They're hangin' off the ceiling
Those (Bah-dah-bah-dah-bah-dah) are everywhere
Close the door, close the door
Those (Bah-dah-bah-dah-bah-dah) are everywhere
(Bah-dah)
Retrato Em Branco E Preto Composer(s): Chico Buarque de Hollanda;
Antonio Carlos Jobim Performer(s): Chico Buarque; and various other artists
Já conheço os passos dessa estrada Sei que não vai dar em nada Seus segredos sei de cor Já conheço as pedras do caminho E sei também que ali sozinho Eu vou ficar, tanto pior O que é que eu posso contra o encanto Desse amor que eu nego tanto Evito tanto E que no entanto Volta sempre a enfeitiçar Com seus mesmos tristes velhos fatos Que num álbum de retrato Eu teimo em colecionar
Lá vou eu de novo como um tolo Procurar o desconsolo Que cansei de conhecer Novos dias tristes, noites claras Versos, cartas, minha cara Ainda volto a lhe escrever Pra dizer que isso é pecado Eu trago o peito tão marcado De lembranças do passado E você sabe a razão Vou colecionar mais um soneto Outro retrato em branco e preto A maltratar meu coração
The Roots Of My Raisin' Performer(s): Merle Haggard
I left the four lane highway to flatop seven miles Down by the old country school I went to as a child Two miles down a gravel road I could see the proud old home A tribute to a way of life that's almost come and gone
The roots of my rasin' run deep I've come back for the strength that I need And hope comes no matter how far down I sink The roots of my rasin' run deep
I pulled into the driveway, Lord, it sure was good to be there and I could see through the open door that Dad was asleep in his favorite chair In his hand was a picture of Mom and I remembered how close they were So I just turned away, I didn't want to wake him and spoil his dreams of her
A christian who had the strength to lie the way she did Then to pull that apron off and do the Charleston for us kids Dad, a quiet man, who's gentle voice was seldom heard Who could borrow money at the bank simply on his word
The roots of my rasin' run deep I've come back for the strength that I need And hope comes no matter how far down I sink The roots of my rasin' run deep The roots of my rasin' run deep
Close The Door Composer(s): Kenny Gamble; Leon Huff Performer(s): Teddy Pendergrass
Close the door Let me give you what you've been waiting for Baby I got so much love to give I wanna give it all to you
Close the door No need to worry no more Let's bring this day to a pleasant end Girl it's me and you now I've waited all day long just to hold you in my arms And it's exactly like I thought it would be Me loving you and you loving me
Close the door Let me rub your back where you say it's sore Come on get closer So close to me Let's get lost in each other Come here baby
I've waited all day long just to hold you in my arms And it's exactly like I thought it would be Me loving you and you loving me
Close the door baby And let me know you're mine Plenty good lovin' all through the night And then again and then again When the morning comes
The Roof Is Leaking Composer(s): Phil Collins Performer(s): Phil Collins; The Matthew Show
The roof is leaking and the wind is howling Kids are crying 'cause the sheets are so cold I woke this morning found my hands were frozen I've tried to fix the fire, but you know the damn thing's too old
It's been months now, since we heard from our Mary I wonder if she ever made the coast She and her young man, they both moved out there But I sure hope they write, just to let us know
And me, I'm getting stronger by the minute My wife's expecting, but I hope she can wait 'Cause this winter looks like it's gonna be another bad one But Spring will soon be here, Oh God I hope it's not late
Ma and Pa lived here, and theirs before them
Tried their hardest to make it a home Seems so long now since they passed over Hope my children will try to make it their own
The roof is leaking and the wind is howling Kids are crying, 'cause the sheets are so cold I woke this morning found my hands were frozen I've tried to fix the fire, but you know the damn thing's too old
And me, I'm getting stronger by the minute My wife's expecting, but I hope she can wait 'Cause this winter looks like it's gonna be another bad one But Spring will soon be here Oh God I hope it's not late
Close The Door Composer(s): Joe Tex Performer(s): Joe Tex
Baby now I've got to go and leave you But I'll be back Hey hey hey Close your door Now I trust you to be a good baby You know how to act Hey hey hey Close your door
But it's your so-called friends Especially the men That I don't trust at all So keep your friends outdoors Keep both doors closed Because nobody knows who comes and goes When the doors ain't closed Hey hey hey Close your door
I don't mind you and your girlfriends Playing some cards Hey hey hey Close your door Just as long as you play cards Out in the yard Hey hey hey Close your door
Now you can even fix lunch And bore the whole bunch And make them feel at home But keep your friends outdoors Keep both doors closed Because nobody knows who comes and goes When the doors ain't closed Hey hey hey Close your door
Yeah, the next house ideal Won't have but one latch Hey hey hey Close your door So the way that you go in That's the way you come out Hey hey hey Close your door
Now, it's such a shame We have no window pane And one door is bad enough So, keep that one door closed And keep our friends outdoors `Cause nobody knows who comes and goes When the doors ain't closed Hey hey hey Close your door Alright
Hey hey hey Close your door Hey hey hey Close your door Hey hey hey Close your door ...
