Retro-Songteksten: Evergreens, Classics, Old-Time Favourites, Hits Uit Onze Jeugd
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Sweetblood Call Composer(s): Louisiana Red - Kent Cooper Performer(s): Louisiana Red; Eric Burdon; Willie Murphy
I have a hard time missing you baby, with my pistol in your mouth Mmmm have a hard time missing you baby, with my pistol in your mouth You may be thinking 'bout going north, but your brains are staying south
Just roll your pretty eyes, if you intend to stay Just roll your pretty eyes, if you intend to stay Close 'em up again, and I blow your world away
I see your eyes are rollin' Must mean your love for me has come back Must mean you're satisfied again With our little wooden country shack
I have a hard time missing you baby With my pistol in your mouth You may be thinking about going north woman, But your brains are staying south
Even if you sneak away I'll find you before nightfall You're tied to me girl I can feel your sweetblood call
Even if you sneak away I'll find you before nightfall Caused you are tied to me girl I can feel your sweetblood call
You'll Never Get To Heaven (If You Break My Heart)
You'll Never Get To Heaven (If You Break My Heart) Composer(s): Burt Bacharach; Hal David Performer(s): Dionne Warwick; and various other artists
Mother told me always to follow the golden rule And she said it's really a sin to be mean and cruel So remember if you're untrue Angels up in heaven are looking at you
(Chorus) You'll never get to heaven if you break my heart so be very careful not to make us part You won't get to heaven if you break my heart ...
I've been hearin' rumors about how you play around Though I don't believe what I hear, still it get's me down If you ever should say goodbye I'd feel so awful the angels would cry
Chorus
(if you break my heart, If you break my heart)
I can hardly wait for the day when we say I do It's a day i dreamed of so long now comin' true You will promise to cherish me If you break your promise the angels will see
Sweet Young Thing Composer(s): Gerry Goffin - Carole King - Michael Nesmith The Monkees; Western Electric
Know that something very strange Is happening to my brain I'm either feeling very good Or else I am insane The seeds of doubt you planted Have started to grow wild But feel that I must yield before The wisdom of a child
And it's love you bring No that I can't deny With your wings I can learn to fly Sweet young thing
People try to talk to me Their words are ugly sounds But I resist all their attempts To try and bring me down.. Turned on to the sunset Like I've never done before And I listen for your footsteps And your know upon the door
And it's love you bring With dreams of bluer skies All these things When I seem them in your eyes Sweet young thing
You'll Never Find Another Love Like Mine Composer(s): Kenny Gamble; Leon Huff Performer(s): Lou Rawls; and various other artists
You'll never find, as long as you live Someone who loves you tender like I do You'll never find, no matter where you search Someone who cares about you the way I do
Whoa, I'm not braggin' on myself, baby But I'm the one who loves you And there's no one else! No-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh one else
You'll never find, it'll take the end of all time Someone to understand you like I do You'll never find the rhythm, the rhyme All the magic we shared, just us two
Whoa, I'm not tryin' to make you stay, baby But I know some how, some day, some way You are (you're gonna miss my lovin') You're gonna miss my lovin' (you're gonna miss my lovin') You're gonna miss my lovin' (you're gonna miss my lovin') You're gonna miss, you're gonna miss my lo-o-ove
Whoa, oh, oh, oh, oh (you're gonna miss my lovin') Late in the midnight hour, baby (you're gonna miss my lovin') When it's cold outside (you're gonna miss my lovin') You're gonna miss, you're gonna miss my lo-o-ove
You'll never find another love like mine Someone who needs you like I do You'll never see what you've found in me You'll keep searching and searching your whole life through
Whoa, I don't wish you no bad luck, baby But there's no ifs and buts or maybes
(You're gonna) You're gonna miss (miss my lovin') You're gonna miss my lovin' (you're gonna miss my lovin') I know you're gonna my lovin' (you're gonna miss my lovin') You're gonna miss, you're gonna miss my lo-o-ove
Whoa, oh, oh, oh, oh (you're gonna miss my lovin') Late in the midnight hour, baby (you're gonna miss my lovin') When it gets real cold outside (you're gonna miss my lovin') I know, I know that you are gonna miss my lo-o-ove
Let me tell you that you're gonna miss my lovin' Yes you will, baby (you're gonna miss my lovin') When I'm long gone
You'll Never Be Mine Again Composer(s): Buddy Killen; Jim Reeves Performer(s): Jim Reeves; Kitty Wells
You'll never be mine again Guess I've known it since, don't know when I've just been pretending I know I can't win
Let me hold you just one more time And pretend that your world is mine We'll whisper goodbye and then You'll never be mine again
Someone else will know the thrill of holding you And sharing all those little things we used to do So, give me your sweetest smile And let me just dream a while Then my world will come to an end You'll never be mine again
Someone else will know the thrill of holding you And (of) sharing all those little things, we used to do So, give me your sweetest smile And let me just dream a while Then my world will come to an end You'll never be mine again
Sweet was my Rose in the light of the rising sun
Never forget her, gave her life for everyone
Sweet was my Rose in the light of the rising sun
Never forget her, gave her life for everyone
On the day that I recall was a bright and sunny dawn
And we hadnt seen a yankee since a week
Before the summer storm
So, mother said to sister Rose:
I guess, its safe to take a horse
Get out and try to find your Dad and uncle Ben
Though I protested, she said
Hush your mouth! Your sisters going! Youre too young!
She rose out and I never saw my sister Rose again
Well, as I hear tell that fateful morn
She rose to Shannon Creek
To make enquiries after Pa and uncle Ben
And from there she rose to Shannon Valley and from afar
She saw Pa and uncle Ben looked less alive than dead!
There was Pa with his arms awaving to warn her
But too late them damn yankees caught her
Rose was shouting: Get out Pa and save your own skin
Well, Rose, she was never seen again
And Pas made up a kinda headstone round the back of the house
I took it upon myself to carve this inscription
You'll Lose A Good Thing Composer(s): Barbara Lynn Ozen Performer(s): Barbara Lynn; Dina Carroll
If you should lose me, oh yeah Youll lose a good thing If you should lose me, oh yeah Youll lose a good thing You know I love you Ill do anything for you Just dont mistreat me And Ill be good to you 'Cause if you should lose me, youll lose a good thing Im giving you one more chance For you to do right If youd only straighten up Oh we could have a good life 'Cause if you should lose me, youll lose your good thing This is my last time Im not asking anymore If you dont do right Im gonna walk right out that door And if you dont believe me Just try that and youll lose your good thing Just try that and youre gonna lose your good thing Just try that and youll lose your good thing Just try that and youll lose your good thing Just try that and youre gonna lose your good thing
Sweet Virginia Composer(s): Mick Jagger - Keith Richards First recording/First release by: The Rolling Stones - 1971/1972 Covered by multiple other artists
Wadin' through the waste stormy winter And there's not a friend to help you through Tryin' to stop the waves behind your eyeballs Drop your reds, drop your greens and blues
Thank you for your wine, California Thank you for your sweet and bitter fruits Yes I got the desert in my toenail And I hid the speed inside my shoe
But come on, come on down Sweet Virginia Come on, honey child, I beg you Come on, come on down, you got it in ya Got to scrape the shit right off you shoes
I want you to come on, come on down Sweet Virginia I want you come on, honey child, I beg you I want you come on, honey child you got it in you Got to scrape that shit right off you shoes
But come on, come on down Sweet Virginia Come on, come on down, I beg of you Come on, come on down, you got it in you Got to scrape that shit right off you shoes
You'll Know Composer(s): Adamson; McHugh Performer(s): Jane Russell
Youll know, when it happens, youll know You need no one to tell you When it happens, youll know And though youve been fooled in the past When you meet with your real love Youll surrender at last
Those dreams you planned All at once will come true Hell take your hand And theres nothing that you can do
You can go where he wants you to go You need no one to tell you When it happens, youll know
Sweet Violets
Composer(s): Cy Coben - Charles Randolph Grean
Performer(s): Putney Dandridge & His Orch.
and multiple other artists
Sweet Violets
Sweeter than the roses
Covered all over from head to toe
Covered all over with sweet violets
There once was a farmer who took a young miss
In back of the barn where he gave her a lecture
On horses and chickens and eggs
And told her that she had such beautiful
Manners that suited a girl of her charms
A girl that he wanted to take in his
Washing and ironing and then if she did
They could get married and raise lots of
Sweet violets
Sweeter than the roses
Covered all over from head to toe
Covered all over with sweet violets
The girl told the farmer that he'd better stop
And she call her father and he called a
Taxi and got there before very long
'Cause some one was doin' his little girl
Right for a change and so that's why he said
If you marry her son, you're better off single
'Cause it's always been my belief
Marriage will bring a man nothing but
Sweet Violets
Sweeter than the roses
Covered all over from head to toe
Covered all over with sweet violets
The farmer decided he wed anyway
And started in planning for his wedding
Suit which he purchased for only one buck
But then he found out he was just out of
Money and so he got left in the lurch
A standin' and waitin' in front of the
End of the story which just goes to show
All a girl wants from a man is his
Sweet Violets
Sweeter than the roses
Covered all over from head to toe
Covered all over with sweet violets
Sweet Violets
You'll Get Sank, Mr. Yank! Performer(s): "Cactus" Kato
You'll Get Sank, Mr. Yank!
You'll get sank, Mr. Yank! You should not have blocked our oil You'll get sank, Mr. Yank! Our anger's on the boil Wait and see before we're done The IJN will sink your guns You'll get sank, Mr. Yank! You don't know our Yamamoto When he fights for his rights You'll get hammered in the toto You're a greedy, ugly bignose, running on an empty tank You'll get sank, you'll get sank, Mr. Yank!
You'll get sank, Mr. Yank! Asia for the Asiatics You'll get sank, Mr. Yank! Down with bignose Yank fanatics Wait and see before we're done The IJN will sink your guns You'll get sank, Mr. Yank! You don't know our raging eagles You'll get sank, Mr. Yank! When we pounce upon your beagles You'll get hammered in the toto By Sakai and Hashimoto You're a greedy, ugly bignose, running on an empty tank You'll get sank, you'll get sank, Mr. Yank!
Sweet Transvestite Composer(s): Richard O'Brien First release by: Christopher Malcolm & Tim Curry - 1973 Covered by multiple other artists
Dr. Frank-N-Furter: How do you do I see you've met my faithful handyman He's just a little brought down because When you knocked He thought you were the candyman Don't get strung out by the way I look Don't judge a book by its cover I'm not much of a man by the light of day But by night I'm one hell of a lover I'm just a sweet transvestite From Transexual, Transylvania
Let me show you around, maybe play you a sound You look like you're both pretty groovy Or if you want something visual That's not too abysmal We could take in an old Steeve Reeves movie
Brad: I'm glad we caught you at home Could we use your phone? We're both in a bit of a hurry
Janet: Right!
Brad: We'll just say where we are Then go back to the car We don't want to be any worry
Dr. Frank-N-Furter: Well you got caught with a flat Well how 'bout that Well babies don't you panic By the light of the night It'll all seem alright I'll get you a Satanic mechanic I'm just a sweet transvestite From Transexual, Transylvania Why don't you stay for the night
Riff Raff: Night!
Dr. Frank-N-Furter: Or maybe a bite
Columbia: Bite!
Dr. Frank-N-Furter: I could show you my favorite obsession I've been making a man With blonde hair and a tan And he's good for relieving my tension I'm just a sweet transvestite From Transexual, Transylvania Hit it! Hit it! I'm just a sweet transvestite (Sweet Transvestite) From Transexual (Transylvania)
So come up to the lab And see what's on the slab I see you shiver with anticipation But maybe the rain Isn't really to blame So I'll remove the cause But not the symptom
You'll Be Mine Composer(s): John Lennon; Paul McCartney Performer(s): The Beatles
Well darling all the night You'll be mine and I know You'll be mine Till you die You'll be mine And so all the night You'll be mine You'll be mine And the stars Always shine You'll be mine Oh (My darling When you burnt that toast the other morning I I looked into your eyes and I could see that National Health eyeball and I loved you, like I never done I have never done before!) Oh darling In your eyes And you'll be mine You will be mine You'll be mine At the star and so You'll be mine
Sweet Thing Composer(s): Van Morrison First release by: Van Morrison - 1968
And I will stroll the merry way And jump the hedges first And I will drink the clear Clean water for to quench my thirst And I shall watch the ferry-boats And they'll get high On a bluer ocean Against tomorrow's sky And I will never grow so old again And I will walk and talk In gardens all wet with rain
Oh sweet thing, sweet thing My, my, my, my, my sweet thing And I shall drive my chariot Down your streets and cry 'Hey, it's me, I'm dynamite And I don't know why' And you shall take me strongly In your arms again And I will not remember That I even felt the pain. We shall walk and talk In gardens all misty and wet with rain And I will never, never, never Grow so old again.
Oh sweet thing, sweet thing My, my, my, my, my sweet thing And I will raise my hand up Into the night time sky And count the stars That's shining in your eye Just to dig it all an' not to wonder That's just fine And I'll be satisfied Not to read in between the lines And I will walk and talk In gardens all wet with rain And I will never, ever, ever, ever Grow so old again. Oh sweet thing, sweet thing Sugar-baby with your champagne eyes And your saint-like smile....
You'll Be In My Heart Composer(s): Phil Collins Performer(s): Phil Collins; and various other artists
Come stop your crying it will be alright Just take my hand, hold it tight I will protect you from all around you I will be here, don't you cry For one so small you seem so strong My arms will hold you, keep you safe and warm This bond between us, can't be broken I will be here, don't you cry
Cause you'll be in my heart Yes you'll be in my heart From this day on, now and forever more
You'll be in my heart No matter what they say You'll be here in my heart always..
Why can't they understand the way we feel? They just don't trust, what they can't explain I know we're different but, deep inside us We're not that different at all
Don't listen to them, what do they know? We need each other to have to hold They'll see in time...i know... When destiny calls you, you must be strong (you gotta be strong) I might not be with you, but you got to hold on They'll see in time..I know... We'll show them together cuz
You'll be in my heart (You'll be here in my heart) no matter what they say (I'll be with you) You'll be here in my heart (I'll be there) always.. always...I'll be with you I'll be there for you always, always and always Just look over your shoulder Just look over your shoulder Just look over your shoulder I'll be there always....
Sweet Thang Composer(s): Nat Stuckey First release by: Nat Stuckey - 1966 Covered by multiple other artists
I slipped out of the house about sundown while mama was a washin' her hair And you can bet your bottom dollar she'll come lookin' for me When she finds that I'm not there And if she catches her sweet thang runnin' around I know there'll be the devil to pay She'll come blowin' like a cyclone right through that door And I can hear exactly what she'll say Well has anybody here see sweet thang I got a notion he'll be headed this a way Cause when my sweet thang is out tomocattin' around He finds a sandbox like this to play I wanna tell all you barroom roses if my sweet thang does have a bite You'd better take my advice and if you'll blink more than twice You'd better have somethin' in your eyes
I gave my baby all my money on payday except a little she don't know that I got Cause there's a cute little waitress at the corner cafe And she seems to like me quite a lot While we were sittin' in the back booth a havin' a talk She believed in every word that I said When the door blew open Loretta walked in yellin' loud enough to wake the dead Well has anybody here see sweet thang... You'd better take my advice...
You'll Always Find Me In The Kitchen At Parties Composer(s): Jona Lewie; K. Trussell Performer(s): Jona Lewie
I'm no good at chatting up and I always get rebuffed Enough to drive a man to drink I don't do no washing up I always reached the stuff piled up a-piled up in the sink
But you will always find him in the kitchen at parties
Me and my girlfriend we argued and she ran away from home She must have found somebody new and now I'm all alone
Living in my own. What am I supposed to do?
That's why always find him in kitchen at parties you will always find him in the kitchen at parties You will always find him in the kitchen at parties
Then I met this debutante I said I like new wave rock She was into french cuisine but I ain't no cordon bleu This was at some do in palmers green I had no luck with her
You will still find him in kitchen at parties You will still find him in kitchen at parties
At last I met a pretty girl she laughed and talked with me We both walked out of the kitchen and dnaced in a new way
And now I've done my time in the kitchen at parties I've done my time in the kitchen at parties
He's done his time in the kitchen at parties He's done his time in the kitchen at parties
Sweet Tequila Blues Composer(s): Chip Taylor Performer(s): Chip Taylor & Carrie Rodriguez
I keep lookin for it, I hope I never find it If I get close to it just put me on a train And get me back to Austin, oh damn, I miss that town I got them sweet tequila blues comin' down
I knew a man with money in his hand He'd look that Jack of Diamonds in the eye Place it on the four an' let the seven close the door Take all them chips and lay right down and cry
An' I keep lookin for it, I hope I never find it If I get close to it just put me on a train And get me back to Austin, oh damn, I miss that town Got them sweet tequila blues comin' down
Take it Jock
Here comes Carrie
An' I knew a girl who thought she had the world With a slightly racing Spanish lullaby When her dream came into town she threw the whole damn thing around Some Texas girls just love to say goodbye
An' I keep lookin for it, I hope I never find it If I get close to it just put me on a train And get me back to Austin, oh damn, I miss that town Got them sweet tequila blues comin' down
We'll break it now
Now here's one for the ladies Baby, where is my Mercedes? Girl, I'm waitin' for the ribbons and the bows Just keep me guessin'; oh baby, I'm confessin' I know, you want two of them and three of those
An' I keep lookin for it, I hope I never find it If I get close to it just put me on a train And get me back to Austin, oh damn, I miss that town I got them sweet tequila blues comin' down
Texas blues
And get me back to Austin, oh damn, I miss that town I got them sweet tequila blues comin' down Got them sweet tequila blues comin' down
You'll Always Find A Lot Of Sunshine In My Old Kentucky Home
You'll Always Find A Lot Of Sunshine In My Old Kentucky Home Composer(s): Lew Brown; Rubey Cowan
Oh! the blues have flown away because I'm going home today To Kentucky I'll be lucky when I'm back again Oh! the humming of the bees, and the birdies in the trees Make me happy, oh, so happy with their melodies
Oh! I rise at early morn and help to plow the fields of corn Then I wander 'way down yonder to my sweetie Sue All the boys around the farm, how they rave about her charm They're so jealous, oh, so jealous when she's holding my arm
You'll always find a lot of sunshine, in my old Kentucky home In the southern atmosphere All your worries disappear You hear the darkies 'neath the trees, playing old time melodies And they croon a little tune of my old Kentucky home You'll always find a lot of sunshine, when my dear old mother's near My sweetie Sue she's just a little bunch of sunshine, too And if you go down there midst all that splendor Stop! Look! I know you'll surrender, to the sunshine of my old Kentucky home