Retro-Songteksten: Evergreens, Classics, Old-Time Favourites, Hits Uit Onze Jeugd
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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)
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
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 thats 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? Aint 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
Street Of Dreams Composer(s): Ritchie Blackmore - Joe Lynn Turner First release by: Rainbow - 1983
I heard the sound of voices in the night Spell bound there was someone calling I looked around no on was sight Pulled down I just kept on falling I've seen this place before You were standing by my side I've seen your face before tonight Maybe I just see what I want to be I know it's a mystery Do you remember me on a street of dreams Running through my memory On the street of dreams
There you stood a distant memory So good like we never parted Said to myself I knew you'd set me free And here we are right back where we started Something's come over me And I don't know what to feel Maybe this fantasy is real Now it's still a mystery
Do you remember me on a street of dreams Running through my memory On the street of dreams You are on every face I see On the street of dreams
Tell me have you always been On the street of dreams Will we ever meet again my friend Do you know just who you'll see do ya On the street of dreams You can be who you want to be oh yeh I can hear you calling me I can feel you haunting me Haunting me
Street Of Dreams Composer(s): Lindsay Buckingham - Richard Dashut Performer(s): Lindsay Buckingham
Cant get going Fear is showing On this lonely, lonely, lonely, lonely Street of dreams
Theres no telling What theyre selling On this lonely, lonely, lonely, lonely Street of dreams
Theres a shadow on my daddys stone, where he was laid, laid to rest. I ask him is this just a dream, or is it just another test? I turn my back against the cold, I turn my face into the wind And I wonder will I ever, ever make it home again? Shadow on daddys stone, ten years gone, it seems I ask him will i ever stop, ever stop dreaming dreams?! He said never, never, never
And I was praying Youd be staying On this lonely, lonely, lonely, lonely Street of dreams
You French Title: Je Ne Connais Que Toi Performer(s): Charles Aznavour
You are all I've ever known Through every dreamless night Through every empty dawn You and only you alone Were my moment of truth Were my promise of youth reborn Far in the corners of my mind In shadows hard to find You were godlike, a voice That lingered in the air When every hope was gone You called me ever on Through my time of despair
You are words I'll never find Too full to ever say Too deep to understand You make music in my mind Can't imagine a day Without wishing to find your hand Some may wait a lifetime long And never hear the song That makes all heaven smile And when they ask me Who has made my life worthwhile As if you didn't know I owe it all to you
Street Life Composer(s): Will Jennings - Joe Sample Performer(s): Randy Crawford & The Crusaders
I still hang around neither lost nor found Hear the lonely sound of music in the night Nights are always bright That's all that's left for me, yeah I play the street life Because there's no place I can go Street life, it's the only way I know Street life And there's a thousand cards to play Until you play your life away You dress and walk and talk You're who you think you are Street life, you can run away from time Street life, for a nickel, for a dime Street life, but you better not get old Or you're gonna feel the cold There's always love for sale A grown up fairy tale Prince charming always smiles Behind a silver spoon And if you keep t young Your song is always sung Your love will pay your way beneath the silver moon Street life, street life, street life, oh street life...
You Composer(s): John Shanks; Bob Thiele; K. Tonio Performer(s): Bonnie Raitt
Nobody else could make me happy No one could hurt me like you do You were the only one that mattered Then you were gone......love had moved on Left me alone thinking of...
You......there was never any other You......and I were created to be true
Isn't it love that keeps us breathing Isn't it love we're sent here for Wasn't that love that we were feeling (that was something baby) Deep in our soul......deeper than we know Keeping me holding out for
You......there was never any question You'll be forever on my mind You and I, we were meant to be together True hearts in a world where love is dyin'
I might as well have been dyin', when we were apart When you came back I felt the beating of my heart
You and I, there was never any question You'll be forever on my mind You and I, we were meant to be together You..... It was always you....yeah baby Only you
Street Kids Composer(s): Elton John - Bernie Taupin Performer(s): Elton John
They must have had the whole thing planned There must have been a hundred If we make a stand I think we'll be outnumbered If I'd had the chance Then I could understand Why I'm a juvenile delinquent In an East End gang
And if you think you've seen gasoline burning in my eyes Don't be alarmed, tell yourself it's good to be, it's good to be alive
It's just another street kid on your tail Running on the wrong side of the rails With my boot lace tie and my hand-me-downs You know I run the toughest bunch this side of town Those street kids making news just being around
I've been bottled and been brained Squealers can't be trusted If we fight tonight You can bet we'll all be busted I'd like to break away From the rut I'm in But beggars can't be choosers And I was born to sin
Let's hear it for the street kids Making news just being around
Yosemite Sam Composer(s): Alan Livingston; Warren Foster; Mike Maltese; Billy May Performer(s): Mel Blanc
Oh, I'm the toughest hombre that ever lived out West Although I'm only two feet tall, my shootin' is the best I like to hunt for big black ducks a-way up in the sky I like to see if I can hit a duck that's on the fly
I'll hunt down game, I'll blast away I'll shoot where ere I can I'll aim my gun, I never miss Or my name's not Yosemite Sa-a-a-a-a-am
Sometimes I reach a rabbit without a single sound And then I pull the trigger and the rabbit hits the ground Squirrels too are very cute as they go up a tree But with my trusty rifle, they can't excape from me
Oh, I'll hunt down game, I'll blast away I'll shoot what ere I can I'll aim my gun, I never miss Or my name's not Yosemite Sa-a-a-a-a-am
I sometimes hunt for possum when there's nothin' else to shoot Or aim at birds as they fly by, I don't much give a hoot I'll even shoot the little deer who run so very fast No matter how they run away, they can't escape my blast
Oh, I'll hunt down game, I'll blast away I'll shoot what ere I can I'll aim my gun, I never miss Or my name's not Yosemite Sa-ay-ay-yam
But I must really tell you, I know you will be glad That though I shoot a lot of things, I'm not so very bad For from my little rifle, an animal never drops For instead of usin' bullets, I load it with gumdrops
Oh, I'll hunt down game, I'll blast away I'll shoot what ere I can I'll aim my gun, I never miss Or my name's not Yosemite Sa-a-a-a-a-am
After December Slips Away Composer(s): Lowell Alexander - Bonnie Keen Performer(s): First Call; Donnie Osmond
The season comes but once a year A gift of precious wonder For all who hold it dear But past the sights and coloured lights Lord, far beyond December I will remember
After the carols fade away After the Yule fire dies down When there are no longer dreams to open and see Because You are hope and joy and peace Because You're the only gift I need In my heart the season will remain After December slips away
Years ago beneath a tree Fell the drops of crimson That set the faithful free The gift was life sent in love Lord, far beyond December I will remember
After the carols fade away After the Yule fire dies down When there are no longer dreams to open and see Because You are hope and joy and peace Because You're the only gift I need In my heart the season will remain After December slips away
No matter how bright the glitter shines No matter how many hopes come true I know that all I have Begins and ends with You
After the carols fade away After the Yule fire dies down When there are no longer dreams to open and see Because You are hope and joy and peace Because You're the only gift I need In my heart the season will remain After December slips away In my heart the season will remain After December slips away
Yonder Comes A Sucker Composer(s): Jim Reeves Performer(s): Jim Reeves
(Chorus:) Railroad, steamboat, river and canal Yonder comes a sucker, and hes got my gal And shes gone, gone, gone And shes gone, gone, gone And Ill bid her my last farewell
I fell in love with a pretty little thing I thought that wedding bells would ring She was as sweet as sweet could be Till I found out what she did to me
(Repeat Chorus)
I asked her mother to let her go She whispered, Mother, please tell him no Though he may think that I am true Theres plenty more who think so too
(Repeat Chorus)
Now, I wont cry my life away Some other sucker will have to pay And when he finds that she is gone I guess Ill hear him sing this song
Street Corner Serenade Composer(s): Michael Duke - Jack Hall - Marshall Smith Performer(s): Wet Willie
Down on the corner in my home town Me and the fellows used to gather round The song we sang it sounded so sweet I can still hear that harmony Singin de de de de deet Who, whoa oh ah ah
Guide he's the one that sang down low Crazy Larry sang the baritone I'm the one that sang the lead Little Jackie made our song complete Singin de de de de deet Who, whoa oh ah ah
When a pretty girl would come passing by We tried too hard to catch her eye And when she stopped to check us out That's when we really sang out loud Singin de de de de deet Who, whoa oh ah ah
I still remember those happy days We passed our time in carefree ways Maybe someday we'll get together again Down on the corner with my old friends Singin de de de de deet Who, whoa oh ah ah