Retro-Songteksten: Evergreens, Classics, Old-Time Favourites, Hits Uit Onze Jeugd
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Stressé Composer(s): Pierre Papadiamandis Performer(s): Eddy Mitchell
C'est pas tout ça mais faut qu'on se cause Mais t'as pas l'temps faut que tu t'sauves T'es pressée T'es stressée Tu passes devant moi, tu ne m'vois pas J'te parle, tu ne m'écoutes même pas Oppressée T'es stressée Y a pas que les grands de ce Monde Qui flippent, qui sentent pas les ondes Le stress a atteint toutes les couches de la Société Y a peut-être encore dans le Tiers-Monde Une famine par seconde Mais nous on s'inquiète de grossir, faut nous materner J'suis stressé J'suis stressé Cassé casse-tête guitare vidéo Tue ta télé, toi tu es claustro Je veux t'aimer Sans stresser On n'explique pas l'inexplicable Comme j'sais pas faire tourner les tables J'vais t'quitter J'vais t'quitter Y a pas que les grands de ce Monde Qui flippent, qui sentent pas les ondes Le stress a atteint toutes les couches de la Société De la princesse au plombier Gratte pas, le vernis peut craquer Le Monde a besoin d'un lifting pour décompresser J'suis stressé J'suis stressé J'suis stressé J'suis stressé J'suis stressé J'suis stressé
You And I Composer(s): John Deacon Performer(s): Queen
Music is playing in the darkness And a lantern goes swinging by Shadows flickering My heart's jittering Just you and I Not tonight Come tomorrow When everything's sunny and bright No No No Come tomorrow Cos then we'll be waiting for the moonlight
We'll go walking in the moonlight Walking in the moonlight
Laughter ringing in the darkness People drinking for days gone by Time don't mean a thing When you're by my side Please stay a while
You know I never could foresee the future years You know I never could see where life was leading me But will we be together for ever What will be my love, can't you see that I just don't know
No no not tonight Come tomorrow When everything's gonna be alright Wait and see If tomorrow We'll be as happy as we're feeling tonight
We'll go walking in the moonlight Walking in the moonlight
I can hear the music in the darkness Floating softly to where to lie No more questions now Let's enjoy tonight Just you and I Just you and I
Streets Of London Composer(s): Ralph McTell First release by: Ralph McTell - 1969 Covered by multiple other artists
Titles In Other Languages: 1973 - Straßen Unserer Stadt 2001 - Op Straat
Have you seen the old man In the closed down market Kicking up the papers with his worn out shoes In his eyes you see no pride Hands held loosely at his side Yesterday's paper, telling yesterday's news So how can you tell me you're lonely And say for you that the sun don't shine Let me take you by the hand And lead you through the streets of London I'll show you something To make you change your mind
Have you seen the old girl Who walks the streets of London Dirt in her hair and her clothes in rags She's no time for talking She just keeps right on walking Carrying her home in two carrier bags
So how can you tell me you're lonely And say for you that the sun don't shine Let me take you by the hand And lead you through the streets of London I'll show you something To make you change your mind
In the old night cafe at a quarter past eleven The same old man sitting there on his own Looking at the world over the rim of his teacup Each tea lasts an hour, and he wanders home alone
So how can you tell me that you're lonely And say for you that the sun don't shine Let me take you by the hand And lead you through the streets of London I'll show you something To make you change your mind
Have you seen the old man Outside the seaman's mission Memory fading with the minor ribands that he wears In our city winter the rain cries little pity For one more forgotten hero And a world which doesn't care
So how can you tell me you're lonely And say for you that the sun don't shine Let me take you by the hand And lead you through the streets of London I'll show you something To make you change your mind
You And I Performer(s): Mireille Mathieu & Paul Anka
Mireille: You and I Our love is here to stay We never tell a lie love We mean the things we say We could go dancing on a star The way we feel, that isn't far Cause we're together, together
Paul: You and I Two dreamers on parade We've come to realise love Our song is being played
Mireille: The way we feel from day to day
Paul: The warm and gentle things you say
Both: When we're together, together
Both: Look at us, the two of us Mireille: They said it wouldn't last Both: Anyone who knew of us Mireille: I think they spoke too fast Look at us, we're sharing The love that we're both wearing Happy to be caring for two
Paul: It's never ending You and I With nowhere else to go We never say goodbye, love Mireille: We only say hello Paul: And when our life on earth is through Mireille: We'll meet in heaven, me and you Both: We'll be together, forever
Both: Look at us, the two of us Mireille: They said it wouldn't last Both: Anyone who knew of us Mireille: I think they spoke too fast Look at us, we're sharing The love that we're both wearing Happy to be caring for two
(Orchestral Break)
Paul: And when our life on earth is through Mireille: We'll meet in heaven, me and you Both: We'll be together, forever
(Orchestral Break)
Paul: We could go dancing on a star Mireille: The way we feel, that isn't far Both: Cause we're together, together
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
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
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
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
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)
