Retro-Songteksten: Evergreens, Classics, Old-Time Favourites, Hits Uit Onze Jeugd
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Wat nu met gisteren Wat met vandaag Wat met de toekomst En de ozonlaag Met het concentratiekamp Wat met politiek Wat als heel de wereld brandt Wat met tiranie Wat met het laatste woord Dat nooit werd gezegd Wat met het toevluchtsoord Wie kan daar terecht Wat met de ziekte aids Wat met het bedrog Wat met zo heel veel wreeds Zijt gij er nog Wat met wat jij nog wou Wat met ons verdriet Vluchtelingen in het nauw Hindoe of semiet Wat met dieren in 't asiel Wat met hongersnood Wat met schrijvers in exil Wat met 'hij moet dood' Wat met al die kindersex Wat met slavernij En de prostitutie in de maatschappij Wat met nergens leven meer Wat met al ons geld Wat met de stratosfeer Zijn wij uitgeteld
I get up and I get down I don't know how to take it All the pain makes me scream and shout I wonder if I'll make it
I love the feeling when the magic is just right There's no revealing what is hidden in the night
Riding on a train I can't control No one else to blame I can't let go
In the darkness I can feel The things tht makes me crazy Hands of madness cold as steel I find it quite amazing
Never forsaking what a dreamer needs to know Rules meant for breaking and the seeds I have to sow
Riding on a train that I can't control No one else to blame but I can't let go It's calling me, it's calling me It's calling me, it's calling me I'm riding on a train that I can't control
See no evil, fear no fright Never lose the feeling Keep the targets in your sight Know the cards you're dealing
Never forsaking what a dreamer needs to know Rules meant for breaking and I gotta let, I gotta let go
Riding on a train that I can't control No one else to blame but I can't let go It's calling me, it's calling me It's calling me, it's calling me I'm riding on a train that I can't control
Way Way Out Composer(s): L. Schilfrin; H. Winn Performer(s): Gary Lewis & The Playboys
10, 9, 8, 7, 6, 5, 4, 3, 2, 1!
We're gonna take a trip, girl So slip into somethin' slinky & smooth Just wave the world goodbye, let's fly 'Cause girl, I've got a whole lot to prove I need to show you I know you and me Were meant to go the whole route If you stick with me, girl You'll see what the game of love's all about I'm gonna put a smile upon your face Get ready now, you'd better brace yourself We're gonna take a trip in outer space Fly now, we'll be back later, girl Come on and go with me And you'll see what the game of love's all about It's way way out, way way out Way way out, way way out
Time to pack your bag, just grab my hand And let me show you the way I've nominated you the girl who I would like to lead me astray I'm gonna prove to you that love is groovy So you'd better watch out I'm gonna hold you, kiss you Teach you what the game of love's all about The moment that I saw you in the crowd I planned to take you into orbit, girl I'm gonna get us lost inside a cloud 'Cause that's the only way to fly So put your trust in me And you'll see what the game of love's all about It's... (repeat) Way way out, way way out
A.M.A. Song Composer(s): Phil Ochs Performer(s): Phil Ochs
We are the nation's physicians Yes, we give to our lobbies every day We will fight against disease when the money comes with ease And when we get together we say Hooray for A.M.A. And for us doctors gluts of higher pay If you can't afford my bill don't you tell me that you're ill 'Cause that's the free enterprise way
We've divided up the sections of the body Every day we specialize more and more But we really love to stitch the diseases of the rich We are sure there is a clinic for the poor Hooray for the A.M.A And for us doctors gluts of higher pay If you can't afford my bill don't you tell me that you're ill 'Cause that's the free enterprise way
And our waiting rooms are getting pretty crowded It is sad to see our patients sit and bleed But if you must use our ointment then you must have an appointment Or who'll pay for those magazines you read Hooray for the A.M.A And for us doctors gluts of higher pay, higher pay If you can't afford my bill don't you tell me that you're ill 'Cause that's the free enterprise way
And now the government is getting too ambitious Yes, we know they want to socialize us all Well our oath was hippocratic but with money we're fanatic So we'll see you in Canada in the fall Hooray for the A.M.A. And for us doctors gluts of higher pay If you can't afford my bill don't you tell me that you're ill 'Cause that's the free enterprise way Amalgamated A.M.A.
Way To Blue Composer(s): Nick Drake Performer(s): Nick Drake; Raoul Graf; Elton John
Don't you have a word to show what may be done Have you never heard a way to find the sun Tell me all that you may know Show me what you have to show Won't you come and say If you know the way to blue?
Have you seen the land living by the breeze Can you understand a light among the trees Tell me all that you may know Show me what you have to show Tell us all today If you know the way to blue?
Look through time and find your rhyme Tell us what you find We will wait at your gate Hoping like the blind
Can you now recall all that you have known? Will you never fall When the light has flown? Tell me all that you may know Show me what you have to show Won't you come and say If you know the way to blue?
A.I.E. (A'mwana) Composer(s): K. Kluger - D. Vangarde - J. Avion - M. Jaspar Performer(s): Black Blood and multiple other artists
A.I.E. a'mwana dina quenda que tu Ba mo yana nibi naba do do hode A.I.E. a'mwana sa sa eeku musheeku Una shonia mee bee Tuta la la naye
Baba mama ra fike Raki ye di mussouri Ba do do yo dey yetu Raki ye di mussouri Baba mama ra fike Raki ye di mussouri Una penda wue aki saki sana Una penda wue aki saki sana
A.I.E. a'mwana dina quenda que tu Ba mo yana nibi naba do do hode A.I.E. a'mwana sa sa eeku musheeku Una shonia mee bee Tuta la la naye
Baba mama ra fike Raki ye di mussouri Ba do do yo dey yetu Raki ye di mussouri Baba mama ra fike Raki ye di mussouri Una penda wue aki saki sana Una penda wue aki saki sana
A.I.E. a'mwana dina quenda que tu Ba mo yana nibi naba do do hode A.I.E. a'mwana sa sa eeku musheeku Una shonia mee bee Tuta la la naye ....
Way That You're Living Composer(s): Jimmy Swan Performer(s): Ernest Tubb; Jimmy C. Newman
In the evening at sundown is where I start to cry When the sweet memories of you keep drifting by I'm alone and forsaken you've torn me apart For the way that you're livin is breakin my heart
I can't go on living your cruel wicked ways Many times I have prayed Lord take me away Thats why in the evening we seem so far apart For the way that you're living is breaking my heart
Ah Buddy now
Night after night I cry myself to sleep While youre cheatin' like a tramp on the street My head now is bowed you've torn me apart For the way that you're living is breakin my heart
There's a new day tomorrow but I can't plainly see There'll be no sunshine for you and for me T'would be better for us both to go ahead and part For the way that you're living is breaking my heart
A Zoot Suit (For My Sunday Gal) Composer(s): Ray Gilbert - Bob O'Brien Performer(s): Kay Kyser & His Orch. and multiple other artist
Guy: I want a zoot suit with a reet pleat And a drape shape, and a stuff cuff To look sharp enough to see my Sunday gal
Gal: You want a reef sleeve with a right stripe And a rare square, so the gals will stare When they see you struttin' with your Sunday pal.
Guy: (That's me)
Gal: You wanta look keen so your dream will say "You don't look like the same beau" So keen that she'll scream, "Here comes my walkin' rainbow"
Guy: So make a zoot suit with a reet pleat And a drape shape, and a stuff cuff To look sharp enough to see my Sunday gal Now, what you want, baby?
Gal: I want a brown gown with a zop top And a hip slip, and a laced waist In the sharpest taste to see my Sunday man
Guy: (In his zoot suit)
Gal: A scat hat and a zag bag And a slick kiss, so the other chicks Will be jealous when I'm with my Sunday fan I wanta look keen so my dream will say "Ain't I the lucky fellah" So keen that he'll scream, "Baby's in Technicolor"
Guy: So make a reet pleat with a drape shape And a stuff cuff, to look sharp enough To see my Sunday, Sunday gal
Way Of The World Composer(s): Albert Hammond; Graham Lyle Performer(s): Ray Hamilton; and various other artists
Baby, I need a hand to hold tonight And one bright star to remind me How dear is this life And baby, Ive never known anyone like you Theres something very special about you I cant imagine living without you
Its the way of the world and its motion And no ocean can keep us apart When the moment is right and youre holding me tight You capture the beat of my heart In my heart theres s fire always burning And there isnt a thing I cant do Im resigned to the fact that theres no turning back And Ill never regret loving you
Baby, I will go anywhere you need As long as youre there beside me Baby, thats all I need Hold me, hold me and never let me go Im always gonna care about you I never wanna be without you
Its the way of the world and its motion And no ocean can keep us apart When the moment is right and youre holding me tight You capture the beat of my heart In my heart theres s fire always burning And there isnt a thing I cant do Im resigned to the fact that theres no turning back And Ill never regret loving you
Youre everything I believe in So dont ever lose the feeling Dont ever lose the feeling
A Young Gypsy Composer(s): Joan Baez Performer(s): Joan Baez
A young gypsy fell out in a slumber Heading north with a driver he knew Someone he'd lived with and trusted A young woman who trusted him too
That very same day the young gypsy Had come from a farm in the west Where the children had played throughout the heat of the day Affording the gypsy no rest
And the gypsy's bones were weary And the front seat looked secure And the gypsy slept on until the sun it was gone And the stars pierced the eyes of the girl at his side
The next morning's day would be Easter He'd dress in his only fine shirt And shuffle through clusters of strangers With his gaze and his shoes in the dirt
And the woman who loved him would watch him Protect him from curious stares For the womenfolk tend to be friendly And the gypsy's as young as he's fair
And the evening brought on laughter And jars of bright red wine And the gypsy drank some and the gypsy had fun And his dancing got wild and the grandmothers smiled
Sleeping came easily after In the arms of the woman that fold Up the secrets and dreams of the gypsy That will never be sought or be sold In fact, they will never be told For the gypsy is two years old
Way Down Yonder In New Orleans Composer(s): Henry Creamer; J. Turner Layton Performer(s): Freddy Cannon
Well, way down yonder in New Orleans
in the land of the dreamy scenes There's a garden of Eden, ah-you know what I mean
Yeah, Creole babies with flashin' eyes softly whisper with tender sighs And then you stop! Oh won't you give your lady fair a little smile? And then you stop! You bet your life you'll linger there a little while
Yeah, there is heaven right here on earth with those beautiful queens Yeah, way down yonder in New Orleans Whoo!
Way down yonder in New Orleans, whoo!, in the land of the dreamy scenes There's a garden of Eden, you know what I mean
Well, Creole babies with flashin' eyes softly whisper with tender sighs And then you stop! Oh won't you give your lady fair a little smile? And then you stop! You bet your life you'll linger there a little while
Yeah, there is heaven right here on earth with those beautiful queens Well, way down yonder in New Orleans Yeah! whoo!
A Young Girl ((Adapted from: Une Enfant (Edith Piaf) - 1951)) ((Dutch Version: Een Meisje Van 16 (Boudewijn de Groot) - 1965)) Composer(s): Charles Aznavour - Robert Chauvigny - Oscar Brown Jr. Performer(s): Cher - 1966
She left her neighbourhood In which everyone was filthy rich She left her parent's home And strayed with a vagabond Who made vows of love she never heard And she believed his every word
She left no forwarding address Just took her youth and happiness As with the boy she vanished in The secret sweetness of their sin
Oh, young girl Oh, young girl of sixteen Child of spring-time Still green Lying there by the road
He told her: "love demanded space" So they roamed from place to place Although she realized she'd sinned She threw caution to the wind As she followed him around While he slowly dragged her down
So overpowering was her love That it had made a captive of The young girl's heart and soul and mind In other words: love drove her blind
Oh, young girl Oh, young girl of sixteen Child of spring-time Still green Laying there by the road
Too much emotion for a girl She let her heart become her world But worlds that God had never wrought Fall asunder we are taught Had she been wise she would have known She couldn't feed him love alone
She should of known the day would come When he would quit her just for crumbs He needed fresh young meat to carve And left her heart and mind to starve
Oh, young girl Oh, young girl of sixteen Child of spring-time Still green Lying there by the road
Tramping down the highway, traveling day and night I don't know where I'm going to, but I'll get there all right I have no one to care for me, I have no place to go Everybody knows I'm just a yodeling hobo
I've been all around the country, been around most everywhere But I love that dear ol' sunny South, I love that Texas air Away out where the men are men, down in El Paso That is where they call me a yodeling hobo
All my life I've traveled, I'm Alabama bound And now I'm always happy in the city or one horse town I started out to roamin' 'cause I had no place to go Now I've turned out to be a yodeling hobo
Now you have heard my story, so I'll be on my way I hear a Frisco freight train, and it's calling me And when the sun sinks in the West, into that dark blue sky Just say that I'm a hobo and will be till I die
Way Down Texas Way Composer(s): Billy Joe Shaver Performer(s): Asleep At The Wheel; Billy Joe Shaver
Adios, goodbye Amigos, I am leavin' you today Ain't nobody 'round this town that's gonna miss me anyway This ol' money-makin's takin' all the time I have to play Mama, hush your mouth, I'm headed South, way down Texas way
Way down Texas way they play good music every night And the dance hall rings with laughter till the early mornin' light When cowboys get through pickin', there's not much that's left to say But you can really have a good time, Honey, way down Texas way
Ahhh....Texas fiddles
The road of life is paved with good intentions I am told So I best be on my way now or I may not ever go Ain't no need to be a-beggin' me to stay just one more day This old wild goose is cuttin' loose, way down Texas way
Way down Texas way they play good music every night And the dance hall rings with laughter till the early mornin' light When cowboys get through pickin', there's not much that's left to say But you can really have a good time, Sugar, way down Texas way
A Year Or A Day Composer(s): Ken Hensley Performer(s): Uriah Heep
Seen from a height of a thousand miles the earth looks the same as it did How is it we can fly faster than day but we can't find the things we need
Young man said the old man Let the youth in your heart be at rest We may all be dead in a year or a day When the devil is put to the test Test, test, Test!
The day of creation was our finest hour it's something we ought to defend But it's been so abused since the first day of light that no glory can come in the end
Young man cried the old man There is victory in staying alive And if you care so little for the world we're in Why and what do you want to survive
Can't we try to let the past go by, with its lessons firmly settled in our minds To our children one by one and before the darkness comes let us leave a world full of light of a different kind
In truth they should meet and with love their hearts should beat And with patience solve the problems of our time It wouldn't be so hard to do, it's only up to me and you Let us not bequeath a life that is a crime
Seen from a height of a thousand miles the earth looks the same as it did How is it we can fly faster than day but we can't find the things we need
Young man cried the old man Let the youth in your heart be at rest We may all be dead in a year or a day When the devil is put to the test whoa
Young man cried the old man Let the youth in your heart be at rest We may all be dead in a year or a day When the devil is put to the test whoa
Way Down On Tampa Bay Composer(s): A. Seymour Brown; Egbert Van Alstyne
Twilight is falling, I'm so lonesome and blue Twilight is calling back sweet mem'ries of you And as the night breeze sighs in the palm trees Somehow it seems to say My heart is yearning for your returning Way down on Tampa Bay
Moonlight is slowly stealing over the sea Moonlight just like the night you whispered to me Then all my gladness turned into sadness After I heard you say Though we must part dear, I leave me heart here Way down on Tampa Bay
On Tampa Bay the moon beams play When the harbor lights are gleaming I am dreaming of the day You won my heart, dear, then sailed away And you left me so lonely Way down on Tampa Bay
A Year Ago Tonight Composer(s): Gene Autry - Fred Rose Performer(s): Gene Autry; Ernest Tubb; Wesley Tuttle
I received your card this morning when the mailman passed my way I'm so glad you thought enough of me to write I know it makes you happy to announce your wedding day But do you recall a year ago tonoght?
When we made our vows together that our love would never die Darling, how were we to know it wasn't right I can't recall all the reasons why we quarreled and said goodbye But I still recall a year ago tonight
May you always find contentment in each trial and joy you share May the years that glide before you bring delight But when old time memories haunt you and you have the time to spare Will you just recall a year ago tonight?
Tho' this parting makes us strangers you will always share my heart When the fading years have turned our hair to white I will always feel you near me, even though we're worlds apart 'Cause I'll still recall a year ago tonight...
Way Down In Iowa (I'm Going To Hide Away) Composer(s): Sam. M. Lewis; Joe Young; George W. Meyer
I found a horse shoe yesterday It brought me good luck right away Now I'm not superstitious But my wishes all came true I went and rubbed a rusty nail And then I made a wish for mail Next day a letter said "you'd better come home without fail"
My palm was itching all last night That means I'll get my fare all right I found a four leaf clover Hard luck's over, me for home! My ear is ringing like a bell That means the folks all wish me well Now I'm delighted, so excited, I could fairly yell
I'm gonna hide away, on a little farm in Iowa I'm gonna ride away, on the road that leads to yesterday Why, I can almost picture dear old mother Sprinkling sugar on my bread and butter Way down in that town in Iowa Two heads are crowned with gray Oh! I owe them more than I can pay The fields of new mown hay just moan and say "Go home and stay" And when I get back with them both, I'll never leave I'll take an oath, I'll hide away, way down in Iowa
