Retro-Songteksten: Evergreens, Classics, Old-Time Favourites, Hits Uit Onze Jeugd
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Agnes Composer(s): Mark Avsec - Ierace Performer(s): Donnie Iris
We were standing on the corner one night Me and Agnes She had these tight jeans on And these high shoes Bad
It was a warm September night Wind was blowin' through the trees This dude Louie was looking for a fight
He knocked me down with all his might
He put a gun up to my head Stay away from her or you'll be dead Don't you ever see that girl he said
Agnes was a waitress at our bar Louie said she'd never go too far Louie didn't see her in my car Louie didn't see her in my car After that fight at Louie's bar
Yeah Agnes Caused you all this sadness (He didn't know that you were out of your mind) What you did was madness (He didn't know it was the end of the line) Someday we're gonna pay (He had it coming to him) We gotta watch out (Watch out) There's been talk about (I didn't know that you were out of your mind) Soon they're gonna find out (I didn't know it was the end of the line) What we did that day Whoa-oh-oh-oh-oh
She got off work at 2 o'clock We drove away so we could talk We didn't see Louie in the dark
Louie pulled me out onto the ground Then I saw Louie start to run He didn't know she had his gun (He didn't know she had his gun) I didn't know she had his gun
Oh-oh Agnes He caused you all this sadness (He didn't know that you were out of your mind) It was madness (He didn't know it was the end of the line) We're gonna pay (He had it coming to him) Oh oh we have to watch out (Watch out) You know there's been alotta talk about (I didn't know that you were out of your mind) Someday soon they're gonna find out (I didn't know it was the end of the line) You better never look back (He had it coming to him) Baby don't look back We got to run now Baby throw away the gun now (He didn't know that you were out of your mind) Baby baby baby it's tough now Someday we're gonna pay
When Composer(s): Clint Ballard Jr.; Hank Hunter Performer(s): The Kalin Twins
When, when you smile, when you smile at me Well, well I know our love will always be When, when you kiss, when you kiss me right I, I don't want to ever say good night
I need you I want you near me I love you Yes I do and I hope you hear me
When, when I say, when I say "Be mine" If, if you will I know all will be fine When will you be mine?
Oh baby, I need you I want you near me I love you Yes I do and I hope you hear me when
When, when you smile, when you smile at me Well, well I know our love will always be When, when you kiss, when you kiss me right I, I don't want to ever say good night
I need you I want you near me I love you Yes, I do and I hope you hear me
When, when I say, when I say "Be mine" If, if you will I know all will be fine When will you be mine?
Aghani, Aghani Composer(s): Jeff Barnel - Samir Habib - Jahine Salah Performer(s): Dalida
Aghani Aghani Aghani Wahshani ketir Wahshani Aghani Aghani Aghani Fi sawani terouh wakhdani Lezaman el kheir wel baraka Bein ahly we bein khelany Aghani Aghani Aghani Wahshani Enta enta walantash dari Enta enta ana 'einy we nari Enta enta walantash dari Enta enta ana 'einy we nari Welli bahebo bardou enta, bardo enta Ya gamil, ya gamil, ya gamil, 'ala hobak banly dalil Ya gamil, ya gamil, ya gamil, 'ala hobak banly dalil Wana khayef alby yemil, ya mehayar alby ma'ak Ya megari fekri warak khayef la roh fi hawak
Teshghelny we tehayarni Mala ash elli sabarni Teshghelny we tehayarni Mala ash elli sabarni
Ah ya zein
Ah ya zein
Ah ya zein el 'abedine Ya ward, ya ward mefatah bein el basatine
Aghani Aghani Aghani Wahshani ketir Wahshani Atzakarha waghaniha Fi sawani terouh wakhdani Lezaman el kheir wel baraka Bein ahly we bein khelany
Yamma el amar 'al bab, nawar anadilo yamma el amar 'al bab, nawar anadilo yamma arod el bab, wala anadilo Anadilo yamma amma
El amh el leila, el leila, leilet 'eido Ya rab tebarek, tebarek we tezido Ya rab tebarek ya rab Ya rab tebarek ya rab Ya rab tebarek we tzido
Dayman 'alabali, 'aishine fi khayali Ya habaeib albi fil watan el ghali Dayman wayako, rohi sam'ako Dayba we haymana fi aghani hawako
'ala ad el shoq elly fi 'eyouni ya gamil sallem
Ana yama 'eyouni 3aleik saalouni we yama bataalem
Ahouak watmana law ansak Wansa rohi wayak Wenda'et teba fedak Law tensani Fi loak el donya tegini ma'ak We redah yeba redak
Ya deblet el khotoba, 'obalna kollena Wenebni touba touba fi 'eish hobena Nethana bel khotoba we neoul mein albena Ya deblet el khotoba, we 'obalna kollena
Zourouni kol sana mara haram tensouni bel mara Zourouni kol sana mara haram tensouni bel mara
Wheezy Anna Composer(s): Leslie Sarony Performer(s): Ray Noble
Theres a girl, a great big girl, and all whove ever seen her They know that every time she breathes shes like a concertina When she was young she bought a small mouth-organ for a tanner She swallowed it and ever since they call her Wheezy Anna
Wheezy Anna, Wheezy Anna, down where the watermelons grow (And theyve got big pips in) Wheezy Anna, Wheezy Anna, shes the grandest girl I know
Whos got eyes that are the best? - Wheezy Anna One looks east and the other looks west - Wheezy Anna Whos got eyes as black as night? Wheezy Anna With the left one blacker than the right Wheezy Anna
Wheezy Anna, Wheezy Anna, down where the watermelons grow (Melons wet your ears so) Wheezy Anna, Wheezy Anna, shes the grandest girl I know
Whos got teeth that are so bright? Wheezy Anna Like the stars, come out at night Wheezy Anna Whos conceited boy, and how? Wheezy Anna When it thunders, takes a bow Wheezy Anna
Whos the fattest girl in town Wheezy Anna Whos the female Teddy Brown Wheezy Anna When she tries to phone, they say - Wheezy Anna Always presses Button A Wheezy Anna
Wheezy Anna, Anna, Wheezy Anna, Anna down where the watermelons grow (All the flies came off them) Wheezy Anna, Anna, Wheezy Anna, shes the grandest girl I know
Whos tattooed upon her back? Wheezy Anna Stars and Stripes and Union Jack Wheezy Anna Snakes and things upon her vest Wheezy Anna Close your eyes and guess the rest Wheezy Anna
Wheezy Anna, Wheezy Anna, down where the watermelons grow (Like a great big football) Wheezy Anna, Wheezy Anna, shes the grandest girl I know
Aggravation Composer(s): Ray Davies Performer(s): The Kinks
Life grinds on day after day In the city streets and motorways The tension spreads just like a plague Killing reason on the way Like wildfire it spreads through the nation Chocking us with aggravation
Who needs it? The aggravation the daily goddam hassle It's a bummer, who gives a dam? Bumper to bumper in the traffic jam Clench your jaw, getting all up tight Breathing fumes, stuck in a tin can Trapped, trapped Hate, frustration, no escape Glaring eyes all filled with hate Arteries throb, coronaries pound Aggravation all around Like wildfire it spreads through the nation Choking us with aggravation They won the peace, we lost the war So what are we still fighting for? The highway's blocked, is this my end To follow a Mercedes Benz? Hey, Mitzibushi and Toyota, who said that the war was over? Aggravations everywhere, get outta my way get out of my hair Another jam, another day, another hair is turning grey I wanna scream, I wanna say Get outta my hair, get out of my way Who needs it? Aggravation, aggravation Had enough of all this aggravation Tension choking up blocking my circulation I've had enough, I've had enough of all this aggravation While traffic jams and tempers break The city streets are full of hate The lights are red, it's all too late How much can a poor man take?
Aggravation in my mind my body and my soul There's no solution to it all, it's out of control Out of control Is it my imagination, am I seeing what is true? If we are living in damnation I'd live in hell to be with you, what more can I do?
I gotta violent streak caused by We're getting uptight, wanna fight, everybody back bite Now we can't turn back the future's bleak I gotta mean appetite I gotta get my daily fill of aggravation Don't push 'cos I'm really pumped I'm ready when you are, punk
So step aside, unless your dumb I'm all wound up with aggravation
Had enough of all this aggravation Winding up, stress filled, mad intimidation And it touches all the passers-by As dog eats dog to stay alive Then moves on through the population Till there's mass contamination With violent streets all filled with fear Pollution in the atmosphere The ozone's gone and that's no fun I've had enough of this, old son Who needs it? Aggravation. And I don't have any answers I just got an attitude Do what it takes just to survive it Another day but I'll get through What more can I do?
Wheels Of Love Composer(s): Marjy Plant Performer(s): Emmylou Harris
The wheels of love turn around and around Keep on rolling till you've found the perfect partner, somebody just right to have and hold every day and every night
So she's halfway to Texas with all of her dreams The world ain't as bad as what it might seem You got a whole lot of living, honey, left to do There's still a whole lot of love inside of you
The wheels of love turn around and around They'll take you for a ride like a merry-go-round Don't let the heartache hold you down when there's plenty of love left to be found on the wheels riding on the wheels of love
Catch you a ride imagine what you might find Just the right girl at just the right time Ready and waiting, she'll look you in the eyes Ah, but the wheels of love will never compromise
So she broke your heart, honey, don't look back You got to keep on rolling down the track and maybe the next time you'll keep your feet on the ground when the wheels of love spin you around
The wheels of love turn around and around They'll take you for a ride like a merry-go-round Don't let the heartache hold you down when there's plenty of love left to be found on the wheels riding on the wheels of love
The wheels of love turn around and around They'll take you for a ride like a merry-go-round Don't let the heartache hold you down when there's plenty of love left to be found on the wheels riding on the wheels of love
Aggravatin' Papa Composer(s): Roy Turk - John Robinson - Addie Britt Performer(s): Bessie Smith and multiple other artists
I know a drivin' man They call him Driver Sam He lives in Birmingham Way down in Alabam
Now, the other night He had a fight with a gal named Mandy Brown She kept on saying he was aggravatin' And she shouted out to him
Aggravatin' Papa, don't you try to two-time me! I said, don't two-time me! Aggravatin' Papa, treat me kind or let me be I mean, just let me be! It's been awhile, I'll get you told Stop messin' round, sweet jellyroll If you stay out with a high-brown baby I'll smack you down, and I don't mean maybe!
Aggravatin' Papa, I'll do anything you say Anything you say But when you go struttin', do your strut around my way! So, papa, just treat me pretty, be nice and kind! The way you treated me will make me lose my mind! Aggravatin' Papa, don't you try to two-time me!
Just treat me pretty, be nice and sweet! I got a darn forty-four that don't repeat Aggravatin' Papa, don't you try to two-time me!
Wheels Of Confusion Composer(s): Geezer Butler; Tony Iommi; Ozzy Osbourne; Bill Ward Performer(s): Black Sabbath; Cathedral; New Eden
Long ago I wandered through my mind in the land of fairy tales and stories Lost in happiness I knew no fears Innocence and love was all I knew was it illusion?
Soon the days went passing into years Happiness just didn't come so easy Life was more than fairy tales and daydreams Innocence was just another word was it illusion?
Lost in the wheels of confusion Running through valleys of tears Eyes full of angered illusion Hiding in everyday fears
So I found that life is just a game But you know there's never been a winner Try your hardest, just to be a loser The world will still be turning when you're gone Yeah when you're gone!
Wheel Of Fortune Composer(s): Bennie Benjamin; George David Weiss Performer(s): Johnny Hartman; and various other artists
The wheel of fortune Goes spinning around Will the arrow point my way? Will this be my day?
Oh, wheel of fortune Please don't pass me by Let me know the magic of A kiss and a sigh
While the wheel is spining, spinning, spinning I'll not dream of winning fortune or fame While the wheel is turning, turning, turning I'll be yearning, yearning For love's precious flame
Oh, wheel of fortune I'm hoping somehow If you ever smile on me Please let it be now
While the wheel is spining, spinning, spinning I'll not dream of winning fortune or fame While the wheel is turning, turning, turning I'll be yearning, yearning For love's precious flame
Oh, wheel of fortune I'm hoping somehow If you ever smile on me Please let it be now
Agents Of The Heart Composer(s): Leo Sayer - Alan Tarney Performer(s): Leo Sayer
Restless as the ocean Stumbling in the dark Blinded by emotion Wishing on a star Yeah I was yours from the start And no stranger could tear us apart Let me in to your heart tonight
When Im beside you I see the child In you tonight I see a wild youth inside of you Burning so bright
Let my love create the spark Split the ocean wide apart Agents of the heart be kind tonight
Yeah I was yours from the start And no stranger could tear us apart Agents of the heart please be kind to me tonight
When Im beside you I see the child In you tonight I see a wild youth inside of you Burning so bright
Let the lightning break the dark Let your love create the spark Agents of the heart be kind tonight
Whaz' Zat Composer(s): Shawn Phillips Performer(s): Shawn Phillips
Lightning slaying shadows In the tremors of the night While he creeps among the alleys Bringing fear before the fright
She sleeps in tattered trousers In the ballroom's decadence Moaning gently of her dreaming By escorted precedence Antiquated babblings From a constant stream of thought Sensitively wringing out The rags that he has caught
Patting yet her bulging belly She so slowly cries a smile In anticipated suffering Of her slowly growing child He is speeding in a vacuum Going nowhere but, of course He might believe in discipline Of a bloody kind of sort
Naturally a state of race A never-changing spate of hate While everything in some weird way Does manage to relate To her it doesn't matter more Its chasms have been leapt And she leans upon the skepticism of her chosen fate
Stand tall, you spittle-smattered son of man Stand up, you hear them say To slap you down and kick your teeth And smile across the bay
Irrelevant eloquent pleading Wasn't what she did this year She passed it by and told a lie And shed a crystal tear For him to see, from valley's edge From 0plateaus in the sand And yet he has beshit himself For being just a man
A bragging crowing sort of twit A cast-off shade of pink Who's brought himself and all the rest Unto the very brink Yet that magic urge Continues on and plays continuum A song of pleasure and of pain Until that will be done
Double-O-Soul! I dig rock and roll music I can do the twine and the jerk I wear strictly continental suits And high collared shirts I´ve got a reputation of bein´ Gentle but bold And that´s why they call me Agent Double-O-Soul baby! Agent Double-O-Soul They call me Double-O-Soul baby I´m Agent Double-O-Soul I don´t carry no pistol I don´t wear a false mustache And you´ll never see me carrying Around a little black bag My real name´s no secret But from me it will never be told I´m just known as Agent Double-O-Soul baby! Agent Double-O-Soul They call me Double-O-Soul baby I´m Agent Double-O-Soul
There once was a fella Who was down on rock and roll He couldn´t get himself together He didn´t have no kind of soul The office put me on his case And I tracked him down right away Now he´s a deejay on a radio show A station that everybody knows Call me Double-O-Soul Call me Double-O-Soul
What's Your Story, Morning Glory? Composer(s): Jack Lawrence; Paul Francis Webster; Mary Lou Williams Performer(s): Duke Robillard; and various other artists
What's your story, morning glory What makes you look so blue The way that you've been acting I don't know what to do For I love you, sure as one and one make two What's your story, morning glory Got a feeling there's a lot you're concealing So, won't you let me know your point of view
What is your story, morning glory You've got me worried too The postman came this morning And left a note for you Did you read it, then you know that I love you What's your story, morning glory Give your answer to this patient romancer Oh, won't you tell me that you love me too
What's Your Name? Composer(s): Claude Johnson Performer(s): Don & Juan
What's your name? I have seen you before What's your name? May I walk you to your door? It's so hard to find a personality with charms like yours for me Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh-ee
What's your name? Is it Mary or Sue? What's your name? Do I stand a chance with you? It's so hard to find a personality with charms like yours for me Ooh-ee, ooh-ee, ooh-ee
I stood on this corner waiting for you to come along So my heart could feel satisf-i-ied So please let me be your Number One Under the moon, under the stars, and under the sun
Oh-oh, what's your name? (what's your name?) Is it Mary or Sue? What's your name? Do I stand a chance with you? It's so hard to find a personality with charms like yours for me Ooh-ee, ooh-ee, ooh-ee
Age Of Reason Composer(s): Todd Hunter - Johanna Pigott Performer(s): John Farnham
From the day that we were born weve been heading down a track Sometimes its made for good sometimes for bad But if we look behind us theres a wave coming down Carrying us forward to a new age
What about the world around us How can we fail to see And now that our fathers have gone And weve been left to carry on What about the age of reason
So why cant we be still why cant we love each other Is kindness an ancient skill buried by our blindness And if we look behind us theres a wind blowing in To create the age of reason
If we consider carefully the options put before us So much wisdom so much love so much waiting for us And if we look ahead theres the sun and the seasons Another day another age of reason
What's Your Mama's Name
Composer(s): Dallas Frazier - Earl Montgomery
Performer(s): Tanya Tucker
and multiple other artists
What's your mama's name child, what's your mama's name
Thirty some odd years ago a young man came to Memphis
Askin' 'bout a rose that used to blossom in his world
People never took the time to mind the young man's questions
Till one day they heard him ask a little green eyed girl
What's your mama's name child, what's your mama's name
Does she ever talk about a place called New Orleans
Has she ever mentioned a man named Buford Wilson
What's your mama's name child, what's your mama's name
Twenty some odd years ago a drunkard down in Memphis
Lost a month of life and labor to the county jail
Just because he asked a little green eyed girl a question
And offered her a nickel's worth of candy if she'd tell
A year and some odd days ago an old man died in Memphis
Just another wayward soul the county had to claim
Inside the old man's ragged coat they found a faded letter
That said you have a daughter and her eyes are Wilson green
What's your mama's name child, what's your mama's name
Does she ever talk about a place called New Orleans
Has she ever mentioned a man named Buford Wilson
What's your mama's name child, what's your mama's name
What's your mama's name child, what's your mama's name
Age Of Greed Composer(s): Martin Atkins - Jaz Coleman - K. Walker Performer(s): Killing Joke
Ten percent of the land Is the hand that pulls the strings Be the privileged few (to have to own to hold) Power over the people yes yes Power over people Be the privileged few to have to own to hold
Money property assets before lives Green gestures of a dying planet An endless debate only too late An appetite for glutony
The only way is up the only way is up But when you are up you have to try and stay there So you stamp and cheat on people Champagne breakfats (rewards for the killing) And a fast waist bulging Indulging, in what you call good living
But most of all there is too much fat on your heart - pig A lifestyle of cholesterol Cross collateralized cholesterol Saving what's left from profit margin For what? I'll tell you what for For some irrelevant conscience easing charity - Why? Just to justify! Just to justify!
Look at this utopia A society based on solid foundations Educate our children - educate them well To feather the nest and fuck the rest (Yes yes feather thenest and fuck the rest) The waste expands (As your waist expands) While others stand at the back of the queue I mean you
Still the same old security For your creature comforts Exchanging the hours of your life For the cash you've already spent Eating rubbish so you can pay the rent Table wine once a week if you'relucky In comparison
Privatise the people's lives Be part of the company (or fade!) The appliance of science to privatise their lives
Water is our business Electricity is our business Gas is our business Lives are our business Business is our business
Your money - my time Your stinking industrial bathwater - my wine Imbalance induces hate How will you fill the gap Between the endless buffet And the scraps of food I have
I feel hate I feel hate I feel hate I feel hate (Don't be afraid to show your hate, hate!)
You just treat me like a commodity You didn't know I couldn't even afford to feed my family I just want to kill I just want to take a gun And put it to your head And pull the trigger
What's Up Doc? Composer(s): Carl W. Stalling Performer(s): Mel Blanc & Arthur Q. Bryan
Oh, the carrot is a yum-yum veg-e-table! I always eat as many as I'm able To snitch from any stand by some fancy slight of hand Or to purchase from the grocer...if I'm able!
When I chew them, they go crunchy, crunchy, crunch! As a veg-e-table they're so good to munch Oh, I'd rather have a carrot, than a zebra or a parrot 'Cause a carrot is me very favorite lunch!
E h h h h h . . . What's up, Doc? What's cookin'? What's up, Doc? Oh, you're lookin' For Bugs Bunny bunting... Elmer's gone a-hunting Just to get a rabbit skin... Oops! The rabbit's gone again!
What's up, Doc? What's cookin'? Hey!...Look out!...Stop! You're gonna hurt someone With that old shot-gun! E h h h h . . .
