Retro-Songteksten: Evergreens, Classics, Old-Time Favourites, Hits Uit Onze Jeugd
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Accident Prone Composer(s): Pip Williams - Pete Hutchins Performer(s): Status Quo
I'm a lay-by lover And you're just another Who just wants to hit and run Now your on your own 'Cos I'm accident prone And I hope that you have your fun
They say the devil loves his own And lady you just got the roll He drives you modus-operandi Well lady you don't get this soul What you call love I can't take no more Go knock on someone else's door
I'm a lay-by lover And you're just another Who just wants to hit and run Now your on your own 'Cos I'm accident prone And I hope that you have your fun
'Cos you specialise your own kind of lies Lady you just hit and run I just wanna say you keep driving that way And one day you will be undone
I try to love you my way But lady you just wouldn't slow down You drove a right on through me When other guys came around What you call love wouldn't give to a stray I wouldn't treat a dog that way
I'm a lay-by lover And you're just another Who just wants to hit and run Now your on your own 'Cos I'm accident prone And I hope that you have your fun
'Cos you specialise your own kind of lies Lady you just hit and run I just wanna say you keep driving that way And one day you will be undone
One day you'll have to slow down And lady it could be too late You keep on acceleratin' And lady I could see your fate No-one wants a second-hand car They know it been push too far
I'm a lay-by lover And you're just another Who just wants to hit and run Now your on your own 'Cos I'm accident prone And I hope that you have your fun
'Cos you specialise your own kind of lies Lady you just hit and run You're draggin'me down with this riding around And one day you will be undone
I'm a lay-by lover And you're just another Who just wants to hit and run Now your on your own 'Cos I'm accident prone And I hope that you have your fun
Wedding Bells
Composer(s): Claude Boone
Performer(s): Bill Carlisle
and multiple other artists
I have the invitation that you sent me
You wanted me to see you change your name
I couldn't stand to see you wed another
But, dear, I hope you're happy just the same
Wedding bells are ringing in the chapel
That should be ringing out for you and me
Down the aisle with someone else you're walking
Those wedding bells will never ring for me
I planned a little cottage in the valley
I even bought a little band of gold
I hoped someday I'd place it on your finger
But now the future looks so dark and cold
Wedding bells are ringing in the chapel
I hear the children laughing out with glee
At home alone I hang my head in sorrow
Those wedding bells will never ring for me
I fancy that I see a bunch of roses
A blossom from an orange tree in your hair
While the organ plays 'I love you truly'
Please let me pretend that I am there
Wedding bells they say will ring in Heaven
As the angel chorus sweetly sings
But as long as I am on this earth, dear
Those wedding bells for me will never ring
Ac-Cen-Tchu-Ate the Positive Composer(s): Johnny Mercer - Harold Arlen First performance/First recording by: Bing Crosby & Sonny Tufts - 1944/Oscar Peterson - 1954 Covered by multiple other artists
You've gotta ac-cen-tchu-ate the positive, eli-mi-nate the negative Latch on to the affirmative, don't mess with Mister In-between You gotta spread joy up to the maximum, bring gloom down to the minimum Have faith or pandemonium's li'ble to walk upon the scene To illustrate my last remark, Jonah in the whale, Noah in the Ark What did theyou do just when everything looked so dark Man, they said we better Ac-cen-tchu-ate the positive, eli-mi-nate the negative Latch on to the affirmative, don't mess with Mister In-between Don't mess with Mister In-between
Wedding Bell Blues Composer(s): Laura Nyro Performer(s): The 5th Dimension; and various other artists
Bill, I love you so, I always will I look at you and see the passion eyes of May Oh, but am I ever gonna see my wedding day
Oh, I was on your side Bill when you were losin' I'd never scheme or lie Bill, there'd been no foolin' But kisses and love won't carry me until you marry me Bill
I love you so, I always will And in your voice I hear a choir of carousels Ah, but am I ever gonna hear my wedding bells
I was the one who came runnin' when you were lonely I haven't lived one day not lovin' you only But kisses and love won't carry me until you marry me Bill
I love you so, I always will And though devotion rules my heart I take no bows Ah, but Bill you know I wanna take those wedding vows Come on Bill, come on Bill
Kisses and love won't carry me until you marry me Bill I love you so, I always will Come on Bill
Wont'cha marry me Bill I love you so, I always will Come on Bill
Weather Report Suite Composer(s): Eric Anderson; John Perry Barlow; Bob Weir Performer(s): Grateful Dead
Winter rain, now tell me why Summers fade, and roses die The answer came The wind and rain
Golden hills, now veiled in grey Summer leaves have blown away Now what remains? The wind and rain
And like a desert spring My lover comes and spreads her wings Knowing, like a song that's born to soar the sky Flowing, flowing 'til the waters all are dry Growing, the loving in her eyes
Circle songs and sands of time Seasons will end in tumbled rhyme And little change, the wind and rain
And like a desert spring My lover comes and spreads her wings Knowing, Like a song that's born to soar the sky Flowing, Flowing 'til the rivers all are dry Growing, the loving in her eyes
Winter gray and falling rain We'll see summer come again Darkness falls and seasons change (gonna happen every time) Same old friends the wind and rain (we'll see summer by and by) Winter gray and falling rain (summers fadeand roses die) We'll see summer come again Like a song that's born to soar the sky
Acapulco Sun Composer(s): Ned Albright - Steven Soles Performer(s): The Monkees
Acapulco sun, leaving work undone Dream about the nighttime till she comes She'll take my hand and walk with me Down along the sea Hear the pretty song she sings for free She sings songs of love so sweet (oh so sweet) And the words she's saying are so simple and complete "I love you, truly do"
Acapulco sun, tells me she's the one Dream about the sunset till she comes She'll take my hand and walk with me Down along the sea Hear the pretty song she sings for free She sings songs of love so sweet (oh so sweet) And the words she's saying are so simple and complete "I love you, truly do"
Acapulco sun, leaving work undone Dream about the nightttime till she comes
"O Paddy dear, and did ye hear the news that's goin' round? The shamrock is by law forbid to grow on Irish ground! No more Saint Patrick's Day we'll keep, his color can't be seen For there's a cruel law ag'in the Wearin' o' the Green"
I met with Napper Tandy, and he took me by the hand And he said, "How's poor old Ireland, and how does she stand?" "She's the most distressful country that ever yet was seen For they're hanging men and women there for the Wearin' o' the Green"
"So if the color we must wear be England's cruel red Let it remind us of the blood that Irishmen have shed And pull the shamrock from your hat, and throw it on the sod But never fear, 'twill take root there, though underfoot 'tis trod
When laws can stop the blades of grass from growin' as they grow And when the leaves in summer-time their color dare not show Then I will change the color too I wear in my caubeen But till that day, please God, I'll stick to the Wearin' o' the Green"
Acapulco Goldie Composer(s): Shel Silverstein Performer(s): Dr. Hook & the Medicine Show
(Hey play the guitars) (I love to hear the guitars play) (Oh I love to sing, I love to sing)
She was dancing when I seen her, in a Mexican cantina In a neighbourhood they call La Zona Roja (hahahaha) She had a child's smile, but she told me, in a while It would take a lot of gold to get to know her (Oh)
Acapulco Goldie, donde did you go You said you'd always hold me But you run away with me Acapulco gold
(Oh that's a terrible thing you did)
I knew there's no-one cuter, then she said she was a puta I said "What does puta mean?" Hmm and so she told me... (Oh no) Then we went to meet a dealer, we smoked and drank tequila Then the lights went out and I guess that's where she rolled me (just like)
Acapulco Goldie, por que did you go? You said you'd always hold me But you vamos away with me Acapulco gold Yes, you run away with me Acapulco gold
(Oh Goldie) (How can you do these things to me?) (Where's my gun?) (Who took my gun?) (On no, I don't feel good) (I don't feel good babe) (Start the guitars) (Start the guitars)
Wear Your Love Like Heaven Composer(s): Donovan Leitch Performer(s): Donovan; and various other artists
Colour in sky prussian blue Scarlet fleece changes hue Crimson ball sinks from view
Wear your love like heaven (wear your love like) Wear your love like heaven (wear your love like) Wear your love like heaven (wear your love)
Lord, kiss me once more Fill me with song Allah, kiss me once more That I may, that I may Wear my love like heaven (wear my love like) Wear my love like heaven (wear my love) La, la, la-la-la, la-la-la, la-la-la
Colour sky havana lake Colour sky rose carmethene Alizarian crimson
Wear your love like heaven (wear your love like) Wear your love like heaven (wear your love like) Wear your love like heaven (wear your love)
Lord, kiss me once more Fill me with song Allah, kiss me once more That I may, that I may Wear my love like heaven (wear my love like) Wear my love like heaven (wear my love) La, la, la-la-la, la-la-la, la-la-la
Can I believe what I see All I have wished for will be All our race proud and free
Wear your love like heaven (wear your love like) Wear your love like heaven (wear your love like) Wear your love like heaven (wear your love)
Lord, kiss me once more Fill me with song Allah, kiss me once more That I may, that I may Wear my love like heaven (wear my love like) Wear my love like heaven (wear my love)
Acapulco Gold Composer(s): T. Randazzo - V. Picke Performer(s): Mason & Dixon
Nanana, nanana, na, we're heading for the road Following the sun to Mexico Nanana, nanana, na, gotta leave this New York cold Check out without control, look for Acapulco gold
Everybody tells me the sun is shining there Lots of groovy people everywhere We don't need much money, enough to pay the fare I could tie my woman, living without a care I'm singing
Nanana, nanana, na, we're heading for the road Following the sun to Mexico Nanana, nanana, na, gotta leave this New York cold Check out without control, look for Acapulco gold
Women in the market, baskets on their head Everything you need to feel alright Pretty senoritas strolling in the slare Marihage playing, singing without a care I hear them
Nanana, nanana, na, we're heading for the road Following the sun to Mexico Nanana, nanana, na, gotta leave this New York cold Check out without control, look for Acapulco gold
Nanana, nanana, na, we're heading for the road Following the sun to Mexico Nanana, nanana, na, gotta leave this New York cold Check out without control, look for Acapulco gold
Nanana, nanana, na, we're heading for the road Following the sun to Mexico Nanana, nanana, na, gotta leave this New York cold Check out without control, look for Acapulco gold
Wear My Ring Around Your Neck Composer(s): Bert Carroll; Russell Moody Performer(s): Elvis Presley; and various other artists
Won't you wear my ring up around your neck To tell the world I'm yours, by heck Let them see your love for me And let them see by the ring around your neck
Won't you wear my ring up around your neck To tell the world I'm yours, by heck Let them know I love you so And let them know by the ring around your neck
They say that going steady is not the proper thing They say that we're too young to know the meaning of a ring I only know I love you and that you love me too So, darling, please do what I ask of you
Won't you wear my ring around your neck To tell the world I'm yours, by heck Let them see your love for me And let them see by the ring around your neck
Won't you wear my ring around your neck To tell the world I'm yours, by heck Let them know I love you so And let them know by the ring around your neck
Je me souviendrai d'Acapulco Et j'entendrai comme un écho Cette musique Et sous d'autres cieux Loin du paradis que l'on trouve ici Je regretterai la volupté L'enchantement des nuits d'été Du pacifique Tous les jours heureux Dont le souvenir Ne saurait mourir
Quand la chanson du vent Se mêle doucement Au bruit de l'océan De ces deux mélodies Naît une symphonie Que jamais on oublie
Je me souviendrai d'Acapulco Et quand voguera mon bateau Loin du Mexique Je n'aurai bientôt Plus qu'un seul désir C'est d'y revenir
Pays, pays d'amour Depuis le premier jour J'ai retrouvé par toi Le bonheur et la joie
Je me souviendrai d'Acapulco Et j'entendrai comme un écho Cette musique Et sous d'autres cieux Loin du paradis que l'on trouve ici Je regretterai la volupté L'enchantement des nuits d'été Du pacifique Tous les jours heureux Dont le souvenir Ne saurait mourir
Sous le soleil couchant C'est un ravissement C'est l'heure des amants Les fleurs ont des couleurs Les femmes une fraîcheur Qu'elles n'ont pas ailleurs
Je me souviendrai d'Acapulco Et quand voguera mon bateau Loin du Mexique Je n'aurai bientôt Plus qu'un seul désir C'est d'y revenir
We, Your Dearest Friends Composer(s): Carly Simon Performer(s): Carly Simon
We, your dearest friends Are having dinner without you We're witty and we use it to be vicious In just another minute We'll be laughing about you To the untrained eye It wouldn't look suspicious
We, your dearest friends Don't really care if you have needs Your hopes and dreams Are trivial by our standards We make fun of how you sing And then we imitate your speech And the stupid things You say we like to slander
But we won't reel you out too far 'Cause after all, we need you for Our ongoing quest
We've bonded here in faithlessness To undermine your happiness Toying with your paranoia Everything you do annoys us It annoys us
We remember how You bought us all those gifts You liked to make us think You were so generous Be careful in the future Of everything you say and do `Cause it can and will be used Against you by us
We your dearest friends Judge you "guilty" Here and now Of thinking you're a star When it's all over Nobody wants you And we the least of all It's been a long time since You had those famous lovers
But we won't reel you out too far `Cause after all, we need you for Our ongoing quest
We've bonded here In faithlessness To undermine your happiness Toying with your paranoia Everything you do annoys us (it annoys the hell out of us)
It's not the straw No, it's the final straw you'll say Finally you've grown a sturdy backbone There'll be no invitation to Your rocky coast this year Your queenly voice will Ice us down the telephone
You'll never guess who's joining us For brandy later on That's right, it's your bête noir from hell That's who Are you worried we might spill the beans Are you worried we might tell About your little visit to the bin when You were cuckoo?
But we won't reel you out too far `Cause after all, we need you for Our ongoing quest
We've bonded here in faithlessness To undermine your happiness Toying with your paranoia Everything you do annoys us It annoys us
Toying with your paranoia
You have an unforgiveable personality Unforgettable, yes We were so happy once in the Garden of The Finzi-Continis Oh, yes we were Never more, never more Here comes the waiter We'll just put it on your house charge You'll never know the difference Never notice
We Work The Black Seam Composer(s): Sting Performer(s): Sting; Pat Kilbride
This place has changed for good Your economic theory said it would It's hard for us to understand We can't give up our jobs the way we should Our blood has stained the coal We tunneled deep inside the nation's soul We matter more than pounds and pence Your economic theory makes no sense
One day in a nuclear age They may understand our rage They build machines that they can't control And bury the waste in a great big hole Power was to become cheap and clean Grimy faces were never seen But deadly for twelve thousand years is carbon fourteen We work the black seam together
The seam lies underground Three million years of pressure packed it down We walk through ancient forest lands And light a thousand cities with our hands Your dark satanic mills Have made redundant all our mining skills You can't exchange a six inch band For all the poisoned streams in Cumberland
One day in a nuclear age They may understand our rage They build machines that they can't control And bury the waste in a great big hole Power was to become cheap and clean Grimy faces were never seen But deadly for twelve thousand years is carbon fourteen We work the black seam together
Our conscious lives run deep You cling onto your mountain while we sleep This way of life is part of me The is no price so only let me be And should the children weep The turning world will sing their souls to sleep When you have sunk without a trace The universe will suck me into place
One day in a nuclear age They may understand our rage They build machines that they can't control And bury the waste in a great big hole Power was to become cheap and clean Grimy faces were never seen But deadly for twelve thousand years is carbon fourteen We work the black seam together
Acalanto Composer(s): Edú Lobo - Chico Buarque First release by: Chico Buarque - 1971 Covered by multiple other artists
É tão cedo, meu irmão Abre os olhos, dorme não Espalha os meus soldados Estraga os meus brinquedos Pode me odiar Nunca mais olhar pra mim Mas não faz Não faz mais Assim
Tão cedo, meu irmão Põe a mão na minha mão Pode fechar meus olhos Alisa os meus cabelos E a quem perguntar Deus, que foi que aconteceu Vou jurar que o teu sangue É meu Eu vou rasgar Meu coração Pra costurar o teu Vou te soprar Esta canção O meu irmão Morreu
We Will Rock You Composer(s): Brian May Performer(s): Queen; and various other artists
Buddy you're a boy make a big noise Playin' in the street gonna be a big man some day You got mud on your face You big disgrace Kickin' your can all over the place Singin'
We will we will rock you We will we will rock you
Buddy you're a young man hard man Shoutin' in the street gonna take on the world some day You got blood on yore face You big disgrace Wavin' your banner all over the place
We will we will rock you Singin' We will we will rock you
Buddy you're an old man poor man Pleadin' with your eyes gonna make you some peace some day You got mud on your face You big disgrace Somebody better put you back into your place
We will we will rock you Singin' We will we will rock you Everybody We will we will rock you We will we will rock you Alright