Retro-Songteksten: Evergreens, Classics, Old-Time Favourites, Hits Uit Onze Jeugd
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The Toymaker's Dream Composer(s): Ernie Golden Performer(s): Vaughn DeLeath
A jolly little workman was making toys all day So children could be happy when they were all at play One night when all was quiet, his daily work was done In the shadows deep he fell fast asleep as the toys woke one by one
Though it's just in dreams, still to him it seems that his toys have come to life There's a bugler boy blowing notes of joy and a toy that blows a fife Hear that big bass drum going "rum tum tum" to the sound of tramping feet See the toyman smile as the rank and file come a-marching up the street
There's lions, camels, tigers, an elephant or two Just hear that great big rooster sing "cock-a-doo-dle-doo" And dear old Mother Hubbard who found her cupboard bare And Santa Claus who's here because he has some toys to share There's battleships and cruisers and big electric trains The skyway up above him is filled with aeroplanes Right in his little workshop he made them all it's true Attention! Attention! Get ready for review
A jolly little workman was making toys all day So children could be happy when they were all at play One night when all was quiet, his daily work was done In the shadows deep he fell fast asleep as the toys woke one by one
All the toys play on till the break of dawn, though they're made of wood and clay Ev'ry one is there and they do their share to make whoopee and be gay When the clock strikes five they can't be alive, so they scramble for themselves And the toyman wakes and shivers and shakes as he sees them on the shelves
There's lions, camels, tigers, an elephant or two Just hear that great big rooster sing "cock-a-doo-dle-doo" And dear old Mother Hubbard who found her cupboard bare And Santa Claus who's here because he has some toys to share There's battleships and cruisers and big electric trains The skyway up above him is filled with aeroplanes Right in his little workshop he made them all himself Attention! Attention! March back upon the shelf
Come To My Garden Composer(s): Richard Rudolph; Charles Stepney Performer(s): Minnie Ripperton
Come to my garden let the stars fill your eyes Come to my garden and walk with me Come to my garden no more dreams filled with cries Come to my garden please
I'll take your hand and lead you from these bad times I'll take your breath and give you mine I'll take your hand and lead you where the truth lies I'll take you with me now
You know you've lived here all your nights; all your days You know you've lived here inside my mind You know you'll stay here for this you've lived all your life You know you'll stay right here
Rock & Roll (I Gave You The Best Years Of My Life)
Rock & Roll (I Gave You The Best Years Of My Life) Composer(s): Kevin Johnson Performer(s): Mac Davis
I can still remember When I bought my first guitar Remember just how good the feeling To put it proudly in my car And my fam'ly listened fifty times To my two song repertoire I told my mom Her only son was gonna be a star Bought all the Beatles records I sounded just like Paul I bought all the old Chuck Berry's - 78's and all I sat by my record player Playing ev'ry note they played I watched them all on TV Making ev'ry move they made
Rock and roll, I gave you all The best years of my life All the dreamy sunny Sundays All the moonlit summer nights I was so busy in the backroom Writing love songs to you While you were changing your direction And you never even knew That I was always just one step behind you
Sixty-six seemed like the year I was really going somewhere We were living in San Francisco With flowers in our hair Singing songs of kindness So the world would understand To the guys and me you were something more Than just another band
And then sixty-nine in L.A. Came around so soon We were really making headway And writing lots of tunes And we must have played The wildest stuff that we had ever played And the way the crowds cried out for us We thought we had it made
Rock and roll, I gave you all The best years of my life All the crazy, lazy, young days All the magic moon at night I was so busy on the road Singing love songs to you While you were changing your direction And you never even knew That I was always just one step behind you
Seventy-one and so alone When I met Susanne I was trying to go it solo With someone else's band She came up to me later And I took her by the hand And I told her all my troubles And she seemed to understand
And she followed me to London Through a hundred hotel rooms Through a hundred record companies Who didn't like my tunes She followed me when finally I sold my old guitar She tried to help me Understand I'd never be a star
Rock and roll, I gave you All the best years of my life All the dreamy, sunny Sundays All the moonlit summer nights And though I never knew The magic of making it with you That I thank the Lord for giving me The little bit I knew And I was always just one step behind you
The Toy Trumpet Composer(s): Raymond Scott - Sidney D. Mitchell - LewPollack Performer(s): Shirley Temple and multiple other artists
Have you heard Have you heard There's a new tooter in With the Tin pan parade Pass the word Pass the word 'Cause it's some toy trumpet brigade
Come along Come along If you're soon enough You'll hear him do his stuff Hurry up Hurry up They will soon be here They're getting nearer
Here they come Here they come Hear the hum of the drum Of the Tin pan parade Better run Better run 'Cause it's some toy trumpet brigade
Here they are, there's the leader Passing by , aint he grand He's the star, he's the leader of the band There he goes with his trumpet Tootin' high, tootin' low When he blows he's a rootin', tootin' dandy
Tootin' low Tootin' high He's a new tooter in With the Tin pan parade There they go Passing by That was some toy trumpet brigade
Come To Me, Bend To Me Composer(s): Alan Jay Lerner; Frederick Loewe Originally performed by: Lee Sullivan Covered by various other artists
Charlie: Because they told me I can't behold ye till weddin' music starts playin' To ease my longin' there's nothin' wrong in my standin' out here ans sayin' Come to me, bend to me, kiss me good day! Darlin', my darlin', 'tis all I can say Jus' come to me, bend to me, kiss me good day! Gie me your lips an' don't take them away Come, dearie, near me so ye can hear me, I've got to whisper this softly For though I'm burnin' to shout my yearnin', the words come tiptoein' off me Oh, come to me, bend to me, kiss me good day! Darlin' my darlin', 'tis all I can say Jus' come to me, bend to me, kiss me good day! Gie me your lips an' don't take them away
Rock & Roll Composer(s): Lou Reed; Sterling Morrison; Doug Yule Performer(s): The Velvet Underground
Jenny said, when she was just five years old There was nothin' happening at all Every time she puts on the radio There was nothin' goin' down at all, not at all Then, one fine mornin', she puts on a New York station You know, she couldn't believe what she heard at all She started shakin' to that fine, fine music You know, her life was saved by rock 'n'roll
Despite all the imputations You know, you could just go out And dance to a rock'n'roll station And it was all right, hey baby You know, it was all right
Jenny said, when she was just about five years old `You know, my parents are gonna be the death of us all Two TV sets and two Cadillac cars Well, you know, ain't gonna help me at all`
Then, one fine morning, she turns on a New York station She doesn't believe what she hears at all Ooh, she started dancin' to that fine, fine music You know, her life was saved by rock 'n'roll Yeah, rock 'n'roll
Despite all the computations You could just dance to that rock 'n'roll station And baby, it was all right, yeah Hey, it was all right Hey, here she comes now
Jenny said, when she was just about five years old 'Hey, you know, there's nothin' happening at all, not at all Every time I put on the radio You know, there's nothin' goin' down at all, not at all But, one fine morning, she hears a New York station She couldn't believe what she heard at all, hey, not at all She started dancing to that fine, fine music You know, her life was saved by rock 'n'roll Yes, rock 'n'roll
Despite all the computations You know, you could just dance to the rock 'n'roll station
All right All right, all right, and it was all right Oh, listen to me now, it was all right Come on now, believe me, it was all right it was all right hey, it's all right now, .......
The Toy Parade Composer(s): Dave Kahn - Melvyn Leonard - Mort Greene
Hey! Here they come with a rum-tee tum they're having a toy parade A tin giraffe with a fife and drum is leading the kewpie parade A gingham cat in a soldier's hat is waving a Chinese fan A plastic clown in a wedding gown is dancing with Raggedy Ann
Fee fie fiddle dee dee they're crossing the living room floor Fee fie fiddle dee dee they're up to the dining room door They call a halt for a choc'late malt or cookies and lemonade Then off they go with a ho ho ho right back to their toy brigade
Come To Me
Composer(s): Berry Gordy - Marv Johnson
First recording/First release by: Marv Johnson & The Rayber Voices - 1958/1959
Come on now, come-a come-a come-a Come on now, come-a come-a come-a
Come to me, I love you only Come to me, I'm so lonely Come to me, I love you only, baby Well, you said you'll be comin' whenever I need you And you can bet I'm gonna please you So come runnin', 'cause now I need you baby Hey hey, you know I miss you baby
Well, come when the lights are burnin' low I wanna hear you knock on my door Tell me baby that you love me so Love me, love me, love me till you care no more Come to me, oh I miss you Come to me, I wanna kiss you Come to me, oh I miss you baby Hey hey, you know I miss you baby
Well, come when the lights are burnin' low I wanna hear you knock on my door Tell me baby that you love me so Love me, love me, love me till you care no more Come to me, oh I miss you Come to me, I wanna kiss you Come to me, oh I miss you baby Hey hey, you know I miss you baby
Rock & Soul Music Composer(s): Bruce Barthol; David Cohen; Gary "Chicken" Hirsh; Country Joe McDonald; Barry Melton Performer(s): Country Joe & The Fish
Hmm...
We'd like to take this opportunity now to play you a little thing that we learned from Mr. James Brown the King of soul music Now this ain't soul music, mind you, this is rock music But it's got soul to it, if you can dig that And now the band would like to play a new riff they just learned we call a sockin'-it-to-you riff And it-uh goes something like this
Alright are you ready boys? Let me hear you do it one time just once c'mon Huh! Ah that's it, do it again! Huh! Oh come on! Oh it feels so good, do it again! Alright, come on! Huh! One more time, come on! Huh!
Now let me hear you do it two times if you can Huh huh! Alright, that's good, do it again! Huh uh Hmm alright, come on Huh Oh yeah, do it again now Huh uh Feels so good, once more! Huh uh
Oh let me hear you do it three times now, huh! Ah yeah, come on! Alright! Four times now! Ahhhh! come on now
Oh, when you hold me, ah Oh, when you kiss me Oh, when you love me It's alright, outasite Ahhh! you know that you're just d-d-d-d-d-dynamite!
Huh! I guess you've heard all about rock and roll You've heard about the music that they call soul Well, I'm here to tell you what I've been told 'Bout the brand new music called the rock & soul Rock & soul yeah, that's the music got you walkin' down the street Clappin' your hands, kickin' your feet, (Rock & soul) Jumpin' up and down oh it's so groovy, oh rock & soul, yeah
Now everywhere I go, you know that it's always understood Rock and soul music is doggone good Now everywhere I go, from Kansas City up to Maine Rock and soul music's driving people insane Rock & soul, yes it's the music got you walkin' down the street Clappin' your hands, kickin' your feet, (Oh rock & soul) Jumpin' up and down, oh, it's so groovy, rock & soul, rock on, yeah, huh!
Ha! Now everywhere I go you know that it's always understood Rock and soul music is doggone good Now everywhere I go, from Kansas City up to Maine Rock and soul music's driving people insane Rock & soul, yeah it's the music got you walkin' down the street Clappin' your hands, kickin' your feet, (Rock & soul) Jumpin' up and down, oh, you're gonna be so outasite, rock & soul yeah
Oh, you know we're al-almost, almost through You just gotta get one, one, one more little thing together here before we go Play your bass, son, c'mon, ah yeah c'mon, do it, ha!
Sock it to me Sock it to me Sock it to me
Ah! your love is like a rainbow I said, ha, ah your love is like a rainbow darling You know your love is like a rainbow I say hey your love is like a rainbow Oh, runnin' all around my shoulders Runnin' all around my shoulders, You know that your uh love is like a rainbow Now runnin' all around my shoulders, yeah, and I Love you, you know I do, alright, huh
The Town I Loved So Well Composer(s): Phil Coulter - B. Martin Performer(s): Phil Coulter
In my memory I will always see The town that I have loved so well Where our school played ball by the gasyard wall And we laughed through the smoke and smell Going home in the rain running up the dark lane Past the jail and down beside the fountain Those were happy days in so many many ways In the town I loved so well
In the early morn the shirt factory horn Called women from Creggan, the Moor and the Bog While the men on the dole played a mothers role Fed the children and then trained the dog And when times got tough, there was just about enough But they saw it through without complaining For deep inside was a burning pride In the town I loved so well
There was music there in the Derry air Like a language that we could all understand I remember the day when I earned my first pay as I played in a small pickup band There I spent my youth and to tell you the truth I was sad to leave it all behind me For I'd learned about life and I'd found a wife In the town I loved so well
But when I returned how my eyes were burned To see how a town could be brought to it's knees By the armoured cars and the bombed out bars And the gas that hangs on to every breeze Now the army's installed by that old gasyard wall And the damned barbed wire gets higher and higher With their tanks and guns Oh my God, what have they done To the town I loved so well
Come To Me Composer(s): Bobby Caldwell; S. Kari Performer(s): Bobby Caldwell
Come to me Let me hold you In my arms Darling tonight Come to me Come to me There's no need to stay Alone this way Baby come to me Let me love you honey Keep you warm Holding you tight Come to me Come to me All your cares will be history Come to me Come to me I would never mistreat you I would always, always be around In this world you'll need someone I will never let you down Come to me Let me love you honey In my arms Darling tonight Come to me Come to me All your cares will be history When you come to me
Rock & Roll Fantasy Composer(s): Paul Rodgers Performer(s): Bad Company; Accelerator
Here comes the jesters, one, two three It`s all part of my fantasy I love the music and I love to see the crowd dancin in the aisles and singin out loud
Here comes the dancers one by one Your mama`s callin but you`re havin fun You find youre dancin on a number nine cloud Put your hands together now and sing it out loud
It's all part of my rock 'n roll fantasy It's all part of my rock 'n roll dream It's all part of my rock 'n roll fantasy It's all part of my rock 'n roll dream
Put up the spotlights one and all And let the feelin get down to your soul The musics so loud you can hear the sound Reachin for the sky and churn in up the ground
It's all part of my rock 'n roll fantasy It's all part of my rock 'n roll dream It's all part of my rock 'n roll fantasy It's all part of my rock 'n roll dream
The Touch Of Your Lips Composer(s): Ray Noble First release by: Ray Noble and His Orch. - 1936 Covered by multiple other artists
The touch of your lips upon my brow Your lips that are cool and sweet Such tenderness lies in their soft caress My heart forgets to beat The touch of your hands upon my head The love in your eyes a shine And now, at last, the moment devine The touch of your lips on mine
Come To Baby, Do! Composer(s): Inez James - Sidney Miller Performer(s): Doris Day and multiple other artists
I took a choo-choo-choo-choo Fast as I could take a choo-choo I came a long, long, long, long way To take you in my arms And now it's your first move To prove that you've been true Come to baby, do
You've been a way, way, way, way Way beyond the blue horizon I'm hopin' no, no, no, no No one else is on your mind So pucker up, my sweet And meet your Waterloo Come to baby, do
Stop! Me from guessin' Tain't no time to tease Stop! All this messing! And put your beggin' baby at ease I wanna love, love, love you Just the way I wanna love you I'm gonna try, try, try to make you try to understand When all is said and done, the one for me is you Come to baby do
Stop! All this messing! And put your beggin' baby at ease I wanna love, love, love you Just the way I wanna love you I'm gonna try, try, try to make you try to understand When all is said and done, the one for me is you Come to baby do
Robinson Crusoe Composer(s): D. Zimmerman; G. Moroder; F. Jay Performer(s): Agnetha Fältskog
Ich war noch ein Kind Da gab es für mich nur einen Mann Ich träumte von ihm Und sah ihn als einen Helden an
Und das war Robinson Crusoe Auf seiner Insel ganz allein Robinson Crusoe Ich dachte, "Herrlich, könnte ich nur bei ihm sein"
Mit siebzehn kam dann ein Freund Und den fand ich wunderbar Weil er so wie ich romantisch Und voller Träume war
Wir spielten Robinson Crusoe Abends im kleinen Park zu zwei'n Robinson Crusoe Und das war herrlich denn ich durfte bei ihm sein
Eines Abends hat er mich dann geküsst Was doch gar nicht im Buch geschrieben ist Doch dann begann erst die schönste Zeit Denn wir lieben uns noch heut'
Dank unser'm Robinson Crusoe Auf seiner Insel ganz allein Robinson Crusoe Sind wir zusammen und wir werden's immer sein Robinson Crusoe Sind wir zusammen und wir werden's immer sein
The Torture Never Stops Composer(s): Frank Zappa Performer(s): Frank Zappa
Flies all green and buzzin' in this dungeon of despair Prisoners grumble and piss their clothes and scratch their matted hair A tiny light, from a window hole a hundred yards away is all they ever gets to know about the regular light in the day
And it stinks so bad, the stones been chokin' and weepin' greenish drops In the room where the giant fire puffer works and the torture never stops
The torture never stops
Slime and rot, rats and snot and vomit on the floor Fifty yoogly soldiers, man holdin' spears by the iron door Knives and spikes, and guns and the likes of every tool of pain And a sinister midget, with a bucket and a mop where the blood goes down the drain
And it stinks so bad, the stones been chokin' and weepin' greenish drops. In the room where the giant fire puffer works and the torture never stops
The torture never stops The torture... the torture... The torture never stops
Flies all green and buzzin' in this dungeon of despair An evil prince eats a steaming pig in a chamber right near there He eats the snouts and the trotters first The loins and the groins is soon dispersed His carvin' style is well rehearsed He stands and shouts
All men be cursed! All men be cursed! All men be cursed! All men be cursed!
And disagree? Well, no one durst
He's the best, of course, of all the worst Some wrong been done, he done it first
And it stinks so bad, his bones been chokin' and weepin' greenish drops In the night of the iron sausage where the torture never stops
The torture never stops The torture... the torture... The torture never stops
Flies all green and buzzin' in this dungeon of despair Who are all those people that he's locked away down there? Are they crazy? Are they sainted? Are they zeroes someone painted?
And it's never been explained since it first it was created But a dungeon, like a sin requires not but lockin' in of everything that's ever been Look at her Look at him
That's what's the deal we're dealin' in That's what's the deal we're dealin' in That's what's the deal we're dealin' in That's what's the deal we're dealin' in
Come The Day Composer(s): Bruce Woodley Performer(s): The Seekers; Judith Durham
I know that one day soon a song shall rise You'll hear it with the sleep still in your eyes You'll waken to a brand new day Can you hear bells ringin' Voices singin' Far away?
A time when every man will be as one A time to reach right out and touch the sun Come the day Freedom's still a thought within your mind The fleeting thing that some may never find It may be still a million miles away Can you hear bells ringin' Voices singin' Far away?
A time to live without doubt or fear Welcome to the happy world that will be here Come the day The trumpets of war will cease to blow The sound I hope that we may never know We're waiting for the day Can you hear bells ringin' Voices singin' Far away?
Lift up your voices and sing this song Let the whole world hear it loud and strong Can you hear bells ringin' Voices singin' Far away?
Toreador Song Composer(s): Georges Bizet Performer(s): Escamillo and multiple other artists
Votre toast, je peux vous le rendre Senors, senors, car avec les soldats Oui, les toreros peuvent s'entendre Pour plaisirs, pour plaisirs ils ont les combats! Le cirque est plein, c'est jour de fête Le cirque est plein du haut en bas Les spectateurs, perdant la tete Les spectateurs s'interpellent a grand fracas!
Apostrophes, cris et tapage Pousses jusques a la fureur! Car c'est la fete du courage, C'est la fete des gens de coeuer! Allons! en garde! Allons! Allons! ah!
Toreador, en garde, Toreador, Toreador! Et songe bien, oui, songe en combattant Qu'un oeil noir te regarde Et que l'amour t'attend Toreador, L'amour t'attend!
Toreador, en garde, Toreador, Toreador! Et songe bien, oui, songe en combattant Qu'un oeil noir te regarde Et que l'amour t'attend Toreador, L'amour t'attend!
Tout d'un coup, on fait silence... Ah! que se passe-t-il? Plus de cris, c'est l'instant! Plus de cris, c'est l'instant! le taureau s'elance En bondissant hors du Toril! Il s'elance! Il entre Il frappe! un cheval roule Entrainant un Picador Ah! bravo! Toro! Hurle la foule! Le taureau va, il vient il vient et frappe encore!
En secouant ses banderilles Plein de fureur, il court! Le cirque est plein de sang! On se sauve, on franchit les grilles! C'et ton tour maintenant! allons! En garde! allons! allons! Ah!
Toreador, en garde, Toreador, Toreador! Et songe bien, oui, songe en combattant Qu'un oeil noir te regarde Et que l'amour t'attend Toreador, L'amour t'attend!
Toreador, en garde, Toreador, Toreador! Et songe bien, oui, songe en combattant Qu'un oeil noir te regarde Et que l'amour t'attend Toreador, L'amour t'attend!
Toreador, en garde, Toreador, Toreador! Et songe bien, oui, songe en combattant Qu'un oeil noir te regarde Et que l'amour t'attend Toreador, L'amour t'attend!
