Op Straat
((Adapted from: Streets Of London (by Ralph McTell) - 1969))
((German Version: Straßen Unserer Stadt (by Jasmine Bonnin - 1973))
Composer(s): Ralph McTell - Guus Meeuwis
Performer(s): Guus Meeuwis & Vagant - 2001



Zie je daar die oude man
graaiend in een vuilnisbak
zoekend naar iets bruikbaars
voor in zijn oude plastic zak
net iets teveel meegemaakt
waardoor hij dakloos is geraakt
praat in zichzelf
over hoe het vroeger was

En dan zeg jij
dat je eenzaam bent
omdat het even tegen zit
loop even met me door de stad
en kijk wat er gebeurt op straat
dan zal je zien
dat het met jou zo slecht niet gaat

Zie je daar dat meisje
ze is net zeventien
heeft nu al zo`n tien jaar
haar ouders niet gezien
muurtje om zich heen gebouwd
omdat ze niemand meer vertrouwt
vraag je haar naar liefde
dan noemt ze jou een prijs

En dan zeg jij
dat je eenzaam bent
omdat het even tegen zit
loop even met me door de stad
en kijk wat er gebeurt op straat
dan zal je zien
dat het met jou zo slecht niet gaat

Zie je daar die oude vrouw
die rustig voor de regen schuilt
deze bui is minder
dan de tranen die ze heeft gehuild
die vroeger een gezin bezat
maar later klap op klap gehad
nu sjouwt ze haar verleden
in een zelfgemaakte tas

En dan zeg jij
dat je eenzaam bent
omdat het even tegen zit
loop even met me door de stad
en kijk wat er gebeurt op straat
dan zal je zien
dat het met jou zo slecht niet gaat

Zie je daar die jongeman
hij is bijna al zijn tanden kwijt
hij beet zich stuk
op het vergif van deze tijd
elk uur een marteling
altijd zoekend naar één ding
kruipt eens per dag door het oog van de naald

En dan zeg jij
dat je eenzaam bent
omdat het even tegen zit
loop even met me door de stad
en kijk wat er gebeurt op straat
dan zal je zien
dat het met jou zo slecht niet gaat

You And I
Composer(s): Barry Gibb; Maurice Gibb; Robin Gibb
Performer(s): Kenny Rogers



All the man I am 
You are the reason for me 
You help me understand
I'll be your shelter from the rain that never ends
Girl, you've always got a friend in me 

All the love we had
I should've know our love was older than the past
Throwing my life away on songs I never heard 
Just the speaking of a single word
I made you die inside but you loved me

And don't believe the world
No, the world can't give us paradise
When you make your love to me
Till I just could not see the light
As long as I got you
As long as you got me
As long as we got you and I 

I won't let you down 
No better love will be there when you turn around
I'll be living for you till the ocean turns to sand
There will never be any man
Could love you just the way that I love you

So don't believe the world
No, the world can't give up paradise
In the eye within the storm
Just when I could not make it through the night
As long as I got you
As long as you got me
As long as we got you and I

Straßen Unserer Stadt
((Adapted from: Streets Of London (by Ralph McTell) - 1969))
((Dutch Version: Op Straat (by Guus Meeuwis & Vagant - 2001))
Composer(s): Ralph McTell - Christian Heilburg
Performer(s): Jasmine Bonnin - 1973



Siehst du dort den alten Mann mit ausgetret'nen Schuh'n
schlurft er über's Pflaster, und er sieht so müde aus
Hin und wieder hält er an, nicht nur um sich auszuruh'n
denn er hat kein Ziel und auch kein Zuhaus

Doch du redest nur von Einsamkeit, und dass die Sonne für dich scheint
Komm und gib mir deine Hand, ich führe dich durch uns're Straßen
Ich zeig dir Menschen, die wircklich einsam sind

Kennst du die alte Frau, die auf dem Marktplatz steht
mit schneeweißem Haar, welke Blumen in der Hand?
Die Leute geh'n vorbei, sie merkt nicht, wie die Zeit vergeht 
So steht sie jeden Tag und niemand stört sich daran

Doch du redest nur von Einsamkeit, und dass die Sonne für dich scheint
Komm und gib mir deine Hand, ich führe dich uns're Straßen
Ic zeig dir Menschen, die wircklich einsam sind

Im Bahnhofsrestaurante sitzt um ein Uhr in der Frühe
derselbe alte Mann und er sitzt ganz allei
Er ist der letzte Gast, und das Aufsteh'n macht ihm Mühe
fünf leere Stunden, fünf leere Gläser Wein

Doch du redest nur von Einsamkeit und dass die Sonne für dich scheint
Komm und gib mir deine Hand, ich führe dich durch uns're Straßen
Ich zeig dir Menschen, die wircklich einsam sind.

Siehst du dort den altenMann, mit ausgetret'nen Schuh'n
schlurft er über's Pflaster, und er sieht so müde aus
Denn in einer Welt, in der nur Jugend zählt
ist für ihn kein Platz mehr und kein Zuhaus

Doch du redest nur von Einsamkeit, und dass die Sonne für dich scheint
Komm und gib mir deine Hand, ich führe dich durch uns're Straßen
Ich eig dir Menschen, die wircklich einsam sind

You And I
Composer(s): Meredith Wilson
Performer(s): Glenn Miller;
and various other artists



Poet and musician sing the same old tune
To the sweethearts that come and go
Let your intuition aided by the moon
Tell you little things the poet doesn't know

Darling, you and I know the reason why a summer sky is blue
And we know why birds in the trees sing melodies too
And why love will grow from the first "hello" until the last "goodbye"
So to sweet romance, there is just one answer, you and I

Darling, you and I know the reason why a summer sky is blue
And we know why birds in the trees sing melodies too
And why love will grow from the first "hello" until the last "goodbye"
So to sweet romance, there is just one answer, you and I

Streets Of Laredo
(Traditional)
Performer(s): Faro Burke & The Dealers - 1960
and multiple other artists



As I walked out in the streets of Laredo
As I walked out in Laredo one day
I spied a young cowboy wrapped up in white linen
Wrapped in white linen as cold as the clay

"Oh beat the drums slowly and play the fife lowly
Singy the Death March as you carry me along
Take me to the valley, there lay the sod o'er me
I'm a young cowboy and know I´ve done wrong"

"I see by your outfit that you are a cowboy" 
These words he did say as I boldly walked by
"Come sit down beside me and hear my sad story
Got shot in the breast and I know I must die!" 

"My friends and relations they live in the Nation
They know not where their dear boy has gone
I first came to Texas and hired to a ranchman
Oh I'm a young cowboy and I know I've done wrong"

"It was once in the saddle I used to go dashing
It was once in the saddle I used to go gay
First to the dram house and then to the card house
Got shot in the breast and I'm dying today"

"Get six jolly cowboys to carry my coffin
Get six pretty maidens to sing me a song
Put bunches of roses all over my coffin
Put roses to deaden the sods as they fall"

"Go gather around you a group of young cowboys
And tell them the story of this my sad fate
Tell one and the other before they go further
To stop their wild roving before it's too late"

"Oh, bury me beside my knife and my shooter
My spurs on my heels, my rifle by my side
And over my coffin put a bottle of brandy
That the cowboys may drink as they carry me along"

"Go fetch me some water, a cool cup of water 
To cool my parched lips," the poor cowboy then said
Before I returned his spirit had left him 
Had gone to his Maker, the cowboy was dead

We beat the drum slowly and played the fife lowly
And bitterly wept as we bore him along
For we all loved our comrade, so brave, young, and handsome
We all loved our comrade although he'd done wrong

You And I
Composer(s): Frank J. Myers
Performer(s): Eddie Rabbitt & Crystal Gayle;
Hit Crew; Starsound Orch.



Just you and I
sharing our love together
And I know in time
we'll build the dreams we treasure
We'll be all right, just you and I

Just you and I
Just you and I

Sharing our love together

and I know in time
and I know in time

we'll build the dreams we treasure
And we'll be all right
just you and I

Chorus:
And I remember our first embrace
that smile that was on your face
the promises that we made
And now your love is my reward
and I love you even more
than I ever did before

Just you and I 
Just you and I

We can entrust each other

with you in my life
with you in my life 

they'll never be another
We'll be all right
just you and I

Chorus

We made it you and I

Streets Of Gold
Composer(s): Tom Snow - Dean Pitchford
Performer(s): Ruth Pointer



Rita:
Now listen up
You've got a lot to learn
And if you don't learn you don't eat
But if you're tough
And always use your head
You'll feel right at home on the street
When you've got talent ev'rything is free
Watch how we do things, oooh, I guarantee

You're gonna see how the best survive
We make an art out of staying alive
If you do just as you're told
These are streets of gold
Ev'ry boulevard is a miracle mile
You'll take the town and you'll take it with style
If you play it brave and bold
These are streets of gold

To live from week to week
You need technique
So you practice ev'ry day
The only rule is:
Thou shalt not get caught
Get what you can and then get away
Remember all the places you can hide
Remember we are always on your side

You're gonna see how the best survive
We make an art out of staying alive
If you do just as you're told
These are streets of gold
Ev'ry boulevard is a miracle mile
You'll take the town and you'll take it with style
If you play it brave and bold
These are streets of gold

When you've got talent ev'rything is free
Watch how you do things, oooh, I guarantee

You're gonna see how the best survive
We make an art out of staying alive
If you do just as you're told
These are streets of gold
Ev'ry boulevard is a miracle mile
You'll take the town and you'll take it with style
If you play it brave and bold
These are streets of gold

You Always Hurt The One You Love
Composer(s): Doris Fisher; Allan Roberts
Performer(s): The Mills Brothers;
and various other artists



You always hurt the one you love
The one you shouldn't hurt at all
You always take the sweetest rose
And crush it 'till the petals fall
You always break the kindest heart
With a hasty word you can't recall, so
If I broke your heart last night
It's because I love you most of all

You always hurt the one you love
The one you shouldn't hurt at all
You always take the sweetest rose
And crush it 'till the petals fall
You always break the kindest heart
With a hasty word you can't recall, so
If I broke your heart last night
It's because I love you most of all

You always hurt the one you love
The one you shouldn't hurt at all
You always take the sweetest rose
Crush it 'till the petals fall
You always break the kindest heart
With a hasty word you can't recall, so
If I broke your heart last night
It's because I love you most of all

You Alone (Solo Tu)
Composer(s): Robert Allen; Al Stillman
Performer(s): Perry Como;
and various other artists



You alone, you alone
Are the dream I have known
Bringing love to my lonely heart

Now there's heaven in view
Now the dream has come true
For tonight I have you alone

Now that your eyes have told me
You are my love, my own
Come to my arms and hold me
I live for you alone

Solo tu, solo tu
Sei il sogno mio amor
Ch'era sempre nel mio cuor

Ora il sogno è vero
Perche son solo con te

You alone, you alone
Are the dream I have known
Bringing love to my lonely heart

Now there's heaven in view
Now the dream has come true
For tonight I have you alone

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As sung by Dean Martin:



You alone, you alone
Are the dream I have known
Bringing love to my lonely heart

Now there's heaven in view
Now the dream has come true
For tonight I have you alone

Now that your eyes have told me
You are my love, my own
Come to my arms and hold me
I live for you alone

Solo tu, solo tu
Sei il sogno mio amor
Ch'era *(sempre nel) mio cuor

Ora il sogno è vero
Perche son solo con te

For tonight I have you alone


*Dean Martin sings this line without the words "sempre nel"

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Streets Of Bakersfield
Composer(s): Homer Joy
First release by: Buck Owens and his Buckaroos - 1973
Covered by multiple other artists



I came here looking for something
I couldn't find anywhere else
Hey, I'm not trying to be nobody
Just want a chance to be myself

I've done a thousand miles of thumbin'
I've worn holes in both my heels
Trying to find me something better
On the streets of Bakersfield

Hey, you don't know me but you don't like me
You say you care less how I feel
But how many of you that sit and judge me
Have ever walked the streets of Bakersfield?

Spent some time in San Francisco
Spent a night there in the can
They throw this drunk man in my jail cell
Took fifteen dollars from that man

Left him my watch and my old house key
Don't want folks thinkin' that I'd steal
Then I thanked him as I was leaving, and
I headed for the streets of Bakersfield

Hey, you don't know me but you don't like me
You say you care less how I feel
But how many of you that sit and judge me
Have ever walked the streets of Bakersfield?

Hey, you don't know me but you don't like me
You say you care less how I feel
But how many of you that sit and judge me
Have ever walked the streets of Bakersfield?

How many of you that sit and judge me
Have ever walked the streets of Bakersfield? 

You Ain't Woman Enough (To Take My Man)
Composer(s): Loretta Lynn
Performer(s): Loretta Lynn;
and various other artists



You've come to tell me something 
you say I ought to know
That he don't love me anymore 
and I'll have to let him go
You say you're gonna take him 
oh but I don't think you can
Cause you ain't woman enough to take my man

Women like you they're a dime a dozen 
you can buy 'em anywhere
For you to get to him I'd have to move over 
and I'm gonna stand right here
It'll be over my dead body 
so get out while you can
Cause you ain't woman enough to take my man

(Instrumental Break)

Sometimes a man starts lookin' 
at things that he don't need
He took a second look at you 
but he's in love with me
Well I don't know where that leaves you 
oh but I know where I'll stand
And you ain't woman enough to take my man

Women like you they're a dime a dozen 
you can buy 'em anywhere
For you to get to him I'd have to move over 
and I'm gonna stand right here
It'll be over my dead body 
so get out while you can
Cause you ain't woman enough to take my man

No you ain't woman enough to take my man

Street Fighting Man
Composer(s): Mick Jagger - Keith Richards
Performer(s): The Rolling Stones



Everywhere I hear the sound of marching, charging feet, boy 
'Cause summer's here and the time is right for fighting in the street, boy 
But what can a poor boy do 
Except to sing for a rock 'n' roll band 
'Cause in sleepy London town 
There's just no place for a street fighting man 
No 

Hey! Think the time is right for a palace revolution 
'Cause where I live the game to play is compromise solution 
Well, then what can a poor boy do 
Except to sing for a rock 'n' roll band 
'Cause in sleepy London town 
There's no place for a street fighting man 
No 

Hey! Said my name is called disturbance 
I'll shout and scream, I'll kill the king, I'll rail at all his servants 
Well, what can a poor boy do 
Except to sing for a rock 'n' roll band 
'Cause in sleepy London town 
There's no place for a street fighting man 
No 

You Ain't Seen Nothing Yet
Composer(s): Randy Bachman
First release by: Bachman-Turner Overdrive - 1974
Covered by multiple other artists



I met a devil woman
She took my heart away
She said, I had it comin' to me
But I wanted it that way
I think that any love is good lovin', and
So I took what I could get mmh
Oooh, oooh she looked at me with big brown eyes
And said
You ain't seen nothin' yet
B-B-B-Baby, you just ain't seen nothin' yet
Here's something that you never gonna forget
B-B-B-Baby, you just ain't seen nothin' yet
And now I'm feelin' better
'Cause I found out for sure
She took me to her doctor
And he told me of a cure
He said that any love is good love
So I took what I could get mmh
Oooh, oooh she looked at me with big brown eyes
And said
You ain't seen nothin' yet
B-B-B-Baby, you just ain't seen nothin' yet
Here's something that you never gonna forget
B-B-B-Baby, you just ain't seen nothin' yet
Any love is good love
So I took what I could get mmh
Oooh, oooh she looked at me with big brown eyes
And said
You ain't seen nothin' yet
B-B-B-Baby, you just ain't seen nothin' yet
Here's something that you never gonna forget
B-B-B-Baby, you just ain't seen nothin' yet

You Ain't Got A Hold On Me
Composer(s): Bon Scott; Malcolm Young; Angus Young
Performer(s): AC/DC;
Mark Kozelek; New Eden



You can roll me round your finger
You can roll me if I'm blind
You can roll me tally ho ho
I'm easy rollin' kind
But don't think I'm facin' down hill
'Cause soon you'll see
You'll lose your grip and slip
'Cause you ain't got a hold on me

Chorus:
You ain't got a hold on me
You ain't got a hold on me
Why don't you let me free
'Cause you ain't got a hold on me

You can take me to your bedroom
You can take me to your heart
You can take me to a climax
I won't fall apart
But don't count on me givin' it
All back to you
Just because I'm hooked on livin
Doesn't mean I'm hooked on you

Chorus

Street Parade
Composer(s): Earl King
Performer(s): Earl King



I can hear music, somewhere out there
And I can the hear the happy voices, out in the air
It make me want to celebrate, ooh I feel good inside
And I wanna' get outdoors, (yes I do) and open wide
A big time serenade, It must be a Street Parade
And I wanna second line, gonna have a good time, yeaaa

I get excited, with every beat of the drum
It makes you want to get out with it, and have a whole lotta fun
We gonna do dance dancing, out in the street
Oh come on baby, oh lord yea, just you and me
A big time serenade, we're going to a Street Parade
And we gonna Second line, gonna have a good time, time, time
 
Hit me - hit me - hit me - Yeaaaa! Whoooaaweeee!
Hit me saints! oooooooooooo
Yea you right!
Clap your hands people, let me hear them clap   
And keep on clappin now, let me hear th'em rap! yea
Everybody just do your thing, no promise what tomorrow bring
So shake your tambourine, like you do down in New Orleans
A big time serenade, we're going to a street parade
And we gonna second line, we're gonna have a good time, time, time,

Pick 'em up and put 'em down, your feet don't stay on the ground
Shake 'em up and don't let go, Shake it til ya can't no more
everybody move ya hips, go on and let ya backbone slip, give it everthing ya got
Everybody's got to live  a lot ..........

You Ain't Going Nowhere
Composer(s): Bob Dylan
Performer(s): Bob Dylan;
and various other artists



Clouds so swift
Rain won't lift
Gate won't close
Railings froze
Get your mind off wintertime
You ain't goin' nowhere
Whoo-ee! Ride me high
Tomorrow's the day
My bride's gonna come
Oh, oh, are we gonna fly
Down in the easy chair!

I don't care
How many letters they sent
Morning came and morning went
Pick up your money
And pack up your tent*

You ain't goin' nowhere
Whoo-ee! Ride me high
Tomorrow's the day
My bride's gonna come
Oh, oh, are we gonna fly
Down in the easy chair! 

Buy me a flute
And a gun that shoots
Tailgates and substitutes
Strap yourself
To the tree with roots
You ain't goin' nowhere
Whoo-ee! Ride me high
Tomorrow's the day
My bride's gonna come
Oh, oh, are we gonna fly
Down in the easy chair! 

Genghis Khan
He could not keep
All his kings
Supplied with sleep
We'll climb that hill no matter how steep
When we get up to it
Whoo-ee! Ride me high
Tomorrow's the day
My bride's gonna come
Oh, oh, are we gonna fly
Down in the easy chair!


*(other version by Dylan: 
Pack up your money, pull up your tent, McGuinn, you ain't going nowhere)

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As recorded by The Nitty Gritty Dirt Band:



Clouds so swift
Rain won't lift
Gate won't close
Railings froze
Get your mind off wintertime
You ain't goin' nowhere
Whoo-ee! Ride me high
Tomorrow's the day
My bride's gonna come
Oh, oh, are we gonna fly
Down in the easy chair!

Buy me a flute
And a gun that shoots
Tailgates and substitutes
Strap yourself
To the tree with roots
You ain't goin' nowhere
Whoo-ee! Ride me high
Tomorrow's the day
My bride's gonna come
Oh, oh, are we gonna fly
Down in the easy chair! 

I don't care
How many letters they sent
Morning came and morning went
Pack up your money 
And pick up your tent*

You ain't goin' nowhere
Whoo-ee! Ride me high
Tomorrow's the day
My bride's gonna come
Oh, oh, are we gonna fly
Down in the easy chair! 

Genghis Khan
He could not keep
All his kings
Supplied with sleep
We'll climb that hill no matter how steep
When we get up to it
Whoo-ee! Ride me high
Tomorrow's the day
My bride's gonna come
Oh, oh, are we gonna fly
Down in the easy chair!


*(other version : Pack up your money, pull up your tent)

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Ah, Bleak And Chill The Wintry Wind
Composer(s): Alfred Shaddick Burt - Rev. Bates Gilbert Burt
Performer(s): The Singers Unlimited
and multiple other artists



Ah, bleak and chill the wintry wind
But colder far be he
Who hath no warmth of love to share
With Christ the babe that Mary bare
On His nativity, on His nativity

Dark, dark the night when Christ was born
But deeper shadows be
Within the heart that has no joy
With Mary and her heavenly boy
On His nativity, on His nativity

Peace be to them, and right good cheer
Who carol merrily
And hie them forth when church bells ring
To kneel before their newborn King
On His nativity, on His nativity

You
Composer(s): Justin Hayward; John Lodge
Performer(s): The Moody Blues



You don't even know my name 
Time was when you would 
Take the love you've given all away 
Take a part of me 

You don't even walk my road 
Can't find where you turned 
Looked away and you were gone 
Now we're on our own 
Old man is this why we're alone?

I, I believe 
What is lost forever 
Has brought the change in me 
I, I believe 
What is lost forever 
Has brought the change in me 

You don't even know my world 
I've tried hard to see 
If I'd found the world you're looking for 
There'd be a change in me 

You don't even know my name 
Time was when you would 
Take the love you've given all away 
Take a part of me 
You've gone and changed the world I see 

I, I believe 
What is lost for ever has brought the change in me 
I, I believe 
What is lost for ever has brought the change in me

Street Of Dreams
Composer(s): Sam Lewis - Victor Young
First recording/First release by: Bing Crosby - 1932/1933
Covered by multiple other artists



Love laughs at a king
Kings don't mean a thing
On the street of dreams
Dreams broken in two
Can be made like new
On the street of dreams
Gold, silver and gold
All you can hold
Is in the moonbeams
Poor, no one poor
Long as love is sure
On the street of dreams

Love laughs at a king
‘cos Kings don't mean a thing
On the street of dreams
Dreams that’s all broken in two
You can make ‘em just like new
On the street of dreams
Now you take gold, silver and gold
All that you can hold
Is way up yonder in the moonbeams
Poor? Ain’t nobody poor
Long as love is sure
On that old street of dreams

Love laughs at a king
Kings don't mean a thing
On the street of dreams
Dreams broken in two
Can be made like new
On the street of dreams
Gold, silver and gold
All you can hold
Is in the moonbeams
Poor, no one is poor
Long as love is sure
On the street of dreams

You
Composer(s): Nils Lofgren
Performer(s): Nils Lofgren



Ah, you, wake me with the genlest touch
When you, kiss me, oh, I feel I must I have you
You have everything I need
Except a burning love for me

When I first saw you that day
I had to ask you stay
We ate and drank to much
And our hearts softly touched
Now, in us I do believe
Or have I been deceived

Ah, you; you come down like early rain, and you
Wash away my every pain, and you
You have everything I need
Except a burning love for me

Well we had this for a while
And when we make love, you'd always smile
Still, there's a distance I can't close
I'm in deeper, and it shows
It shows

Well, while our hearts are young and there's still time
Tell me what to do to make you mine
Oh, mine, ah, you
You walk outside and birds start to sing, ah, you
You look at me and know everything I feel
I feel, grant me one wish, and I'll be free
I want you more in love with me
I want you more in love with me, ah, you