Retro-Songteksten: Evergreens, Classics, Old-Time Favourites, Hits Uit Onze Jeugd
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Ain't It Peculiar Composer(s): Tim Buckley Performer(s): Tim Buckley
Ain't it peculiar now How our loves goes on and on Ain't it peculiar honey We take the bad with the wrong
You know that time after time A misfortune smiled Ain't it peculiar woman You know we'll laugh our way through When will this long night of a prison ever end When will this long night of a prison ever end
You know I'm ready to sell Lord you're the talk of the town The next minute you're busted Just listenin' to that jailhouse sound
You know that time after time A misfortune smiled Ain't it peculiar woman How we'll just laugh our way through When will this long night of a prison ever end when will this long night of a prison ever end
You know double talk is poison But that's the rule of the game Instead of back stabbing they practice Of all the little things that drive you insane
You know that time after time A misfortune smiled You know it's peculiar I can still laugh our way through it
When will this long night of a prison ever end When will this long night of a prison ever end
When In Rome (I Do As The Romans Do) Composer(s): Carolyn Leigh; Cy Coleman Performer(s): Tony Bennett; and various other artists
When in Spain, for reasons I don't explain I remain enjoying a brew Don't deplore my fondness for fundador You know how a fundador can lead to a few And baby when in Rome, I do as the Romans do
If per chance I'm saying farewell to France And romance drops in from the blue Cher amour, I beg of you, please endure My taking a brief detour with somebody new It's just that when in Rome, I do as the Romans do
And though from Italy I lie to you prettily Why think of me bitterly? You know that I'm true 'Cept now and then in Rome, I get that old yen in Rome And nat'rally when in Rome, I do as the Romans do
If I write happily, "Best wishes from Napoli" Don't cable me snappily to tell me we're through 'Cause once again in Rome, in somebody's den in Rome Well honey, when in Rome, I do as the Romans
So just disregard the signs and the omens When in Rome I do as the Romans do
Aint It Nice? Composer(s): Frank Davison Performer(s): The Bandits
Aint it nice to know theres always someone who Thinks the world of you and no one else will do Aint it nice to know it makes no difference where or when Hell be glad to see you and hell hate to let you go again Aint it nice to think theres someone you adore And its grand to know that theyre worth waiting for Aint it nice to know that hes as true as the stars above Aint it nice to be in love
Aint it nice to know theres always someone who Thinks the world of you and no one else will do Aint it nice to know it makes no difference where or when Shell be glad to see you and will hate to let you go again Aint it nice to think theres someone you adore And its grand to know that theyre worth waiting for Aint it nice to know that hes as true as the stars above Aint it nice to be in love
Ain't It Nice Composer(s): J. Smith Performer(s): Chad & Jeremy
Mama goose, she walks real proud Ask her just once and she'll tell you out loud about Papa goose while she struts on the ground Waitin' for the afternoon sun to go down Ain't it nice, ain't it nice Ain't it nice what love can do
Now me, I love most ev'rything I've lived with the sorrow that love brings Spend most of my nights alone 'Cause I can't be happy with just one home Ain't it nice, ain't it nice Ain't it nice what love can do
Poor man might not know how to sing He spend his time learnin' better things He lives for today and forgets the rest At the happiness game the poor man's best Ain't it nice, ain't it nice Ain't it nice what love can do
When I'm Not Near The Girl I Love Composer(s): E.Y. "Yip" Harburg; Burton Lane Performer(s): David Wayne; and various other artists
Oh my heart is beating wildly And it's all because you're here When I'm not near the girl I love I love the girl I'm near Ev'ry femme that flutters by me Is a flame that must be fanned When I can't fondle the hand I'm fond of I fondle the hand at hand My heart's in a pickle It's constantly fickle And not too partickle, I fear When I'm not near the girl I love I love the girl I'm near
I'm confessing a confession And I hope I'm not verbose When I'm not close to the kiss that I cling to I cling to the kiss that's close As I'm more and more a mortal I am more and more a case When I'm not facing the face that I fancy I fancy the face I face For Sharon I'm carin' But Susan I'm choosin' I'm faithful to whos'n is here When I'm not near the girl I love I love the girl I'm near
Ain't It Grand To Be Blooming Well Dead! Composer(s): Leslie Sarony
Lately there's nothing but trouble, grief and strife There's not much attraction about this bloomin' life Last night I dreamt I was bloomin' well dead As I went to the funeral, I bloomin' well said Look at the flowers, bloomin' great orchids Ain't it grand, to be bloomin' well dead! And look at the corfin, bloomin' great 'andles Ain't it grand, to be bloomin' well dead!
I was so 'appy to think that I'd popped off I said to a bloke with a nasty, 'acking cough Look at the black 'earse, bloomin' great 'orses Ain't it grand, to be bloomin' well dead! Look at the bearers, all in their frock coats Ain't it grand, to be bloomin' well dead! And look at their top 'ats, polished with Guinness Ain't it grand, to be bloomin' well dead!
Some people there were praying for me soul I said, "It's the first time I've been off the dole" Look at the mourners, bloomin' well sozzled Ain't it grand, to be bloomin' well dead! Look at the children, bloomin' excited Ain't it grand, to be bloomin' well dead! Look at the neighbours, bloomin' delighted Ain't it grand, to be bloomin' well dead!
"Spend the insurance", I murmered, "For alack You know I shan't be with you going back" Look at the Missus, bloomin' well laughing Ain't it grand, to be bloomin' well dead! Look at me Sister, bloomin new 'at on Ain't it grand, to be bloomin' well dead! And look at me Brother, bloomin' cigar on Ain't it grand, to be bloomin' well dead!
We come from clay and we all go back they say Don't 'eave a brick it may be your Aunty May Look at me Grandma, bloomin' great haybag Ain't it grand, to be bloomin' well dead!
When I'm Gone Composer(s): Albert Hammond; Harold Payne Performer(s): Albert Hammond
When I'm Gone Would you take good care of everything Will you keep wearing your wedding ring When I'm gone
And when I'm gone Will you take down all the photographs Where we spent our warm and tender laughs When I'm gone
Will you miss me in the night Will your arms reach out to hold me tight Will your keep me in your dreams? In your heart, in your life Sometimes I wanna run to you Like lovers do when love is new Just for a moment be close to you Pretending i'm still holding you And even when I'm far away In dreams we'll stay...and someday After we've all chased our fantasies Love will bring you back to me
When I'm gone I'll be thinking 'bout you constantly 'Cause you're locked inside my memory From now on
And I know That we said we needed time apart Would your love keep pulling at my heart But it's strong
Will you miss me in the night Will your arms reach out to hold me tight Will your keep me in your dreams? In your heart, in your life Sometimes I wanna run to you Like lovers do when love is new Just for a moment be close to you Pretending i'm still holding you And even when I'm far away In dreams we'll stay...and someday After we've all chased our fantasies Love will bring you back to me
Some times I wanna run to you Sometimes I wanna run to you Just like lovers do Sometimes I wanna run to you
When I'm Five Composer(s): David Bowie Performer(s): David Bowie; Beatstalkers
When I'm five I will wash my face me hands all by myself When I'm five I will chew and spit tabacco like my grandfather Jones 'Cause I'm only four and five is far away
When I'm five I will read the magazines in mummy's drawer When I'm five I will walk behind the soldiers in the May Day parade 'Cause I'm only four and grown-ups walk too fast
Yesterday was horrid day, 'cause Raymond kicked my shin And mummy says if I am good, she'll let me go to school in August Daddy shouted loud at mummy and I dropped my toast at breakfast And I laughed when Bonzo licked my face, because it tickled I wonder why my daddy cries and how I wish that I was nearly five
When I'm five I will catch a butterfly and eat it and I won't be sick When I'm five I will jump in puddles, laugh in church and marry my mum And I'll let my daddy do the washing-up
If I close one eye, the people on that side can't see me I get headaches in the morning and I rode on Freddie's tricycle And everywhere was funny, when I ran down to the sweetshop Then I fell and bleeded-up my knee and everybody soppied me
I saw a photograph of Jesus and I asked him if he'd make me five I saw a photograph of Jesus and I asked him if he'd make me five When I'm five When I'm five When I'm oah
Ain't It Crazy Composer(s): Lightnin' Hopkins Performer(s): Lightnin' Hopkins; Grateful Dead; Mother McCree's Uptown Jug Champions
Man got the rub on, sister got the rub They're goin' around doing the rub, the rub Ain't it crazy, ain't it crazy Ain't it crazy one day keep on rubbin' that thing
Two old ladies was lying around in bed One turned over and this is what she said
Mama tell the chicken her body was a duck Put him on the table with his feet sticking up
Two old ladies playing in the sand, each one wishing the other was a man
Well I see that woman goin behind the hill I'm gonna find that girl, I'm gonna do my will
Well I feel so good, well I feel so fine All I gotta do is drink that wine
I say the little old rooster called the little old hen He said he had no lungs, ain't got no wing
When I'm Dead And Gone Composer(s): Benny Gallagher; Graham Lyle Performer(s): McGuinness Flint; and various other artists
Oh I love you baby
I love you night and day When I leave you baby Don't cry the night away When I die don't you write No words upon my tomb I don't believe I want to leave no epitaph of doom
Oh oh oh oh
When I'm dead and gone
I want to leave some happy woman Living on Oh oh oh oh
When I'm dead and gone
Don't want nobody to mourn Beside my grave
Old Mama Linda She's out to get my hide
She's got a shotgun And her daughter by her side Hey there Ladies John son's free Who's got the love Who's got enough To keep a man like me
Well, I left my Gracie and I caught a big train Searchin' for wealth and fame But every clickety-clack of the railroad track Seemed to ring out my Gracie's name
Yeah, ain't it amazing Gracie how much that I love you I've been all over this world But no other girl ever thrilled me the way that you do Ain't it amazing how I love you
Now she's not the prettiest girl in the world I know she's not the smartest one, too But she's always there and I know she cares And I know her little heart is true
Yeah, ain't it amazing Gracie how much that I love you I've been all over this world But no other girl ever thrilled me the way that you do Ain't it amazing how I love you
I met a lot of pretty girls where ever I'd go But none could ever take her place Cause every time I'd look into their eyes I keep a seein' my Gracie's face
Yeah, ain't it amazing Gracie how much that I love you I've been all over this world But no other girl ever thrilled me the way that you do Ain't it amazing how I love you
When I'm Cleaning Windows Composer(s): George Formby; Gifford Cliffe Performer(s): George Formby; The Brass Pennies; Jim MacLeod; Rockin' Berries
I go window cleaning to earn an honest bob For a nosey parker it's an interesting job Now it's a job that just suits me, a window cleaner you will be If you could see what I can see When I'm cleaning windows
The honeymooning couples too, you should see them bill and coo You'd be surprised at things they do When I'm cleaning windows
In my profession I work hard, but I'll never stop I'll climb this blinking ladder til I get right to the top
The blushing bride she looks divine, the bridegroom he is doing fine I'd rather have his job than mine When I'm cleaning windows
The chambermaid sweet names I call, it's a wonder I don't fall My minds not on my work at all When I'm cleaning windows
I know a fellow such a swell, he has a thirst it's plain to tell I've seen him drink his bath as well When I'm cleaning windows
In my profession I work hard, but I'll never stop I'll climb this blinking ladder til I get right to the top
Pyjamas lying side by side, ladies nighties I have spied I've often seen what goes inside, when I'm cleaning windows
There's a famous talkie queen, looks a flapper on the screen She's more like eighty than eighteen When I'm cleaning windows
She pulls her hair all down behind, then pulls down her, never mind After that pulls down the blind When I'm cleaning windows
In my profession I work hard, but I'll never stop I'll climb this blinking ladder til I get right to the top
At eight o'clock a girl she wakes, at five past eight a bath she takes When I'm cleaning windows
Ain't It A Shame Composer(s): Keith Strickland - Cindy Wilson - Ricky Wilson Performer(s): The B-52's
Flying saucers could land And it wouldn't make much difference to my man I could walk aboad and thank the lord And leave this damn town in seconds flat Check my bags and never come back
Oh, our love is Like a fuse that's burned out Oh, our love is Like a fuse that's burned out
Oh, I've been unkind Not like you Ain't I ashamed Being misused
Oh, our love is Like a fuse that's burned out Oh, our love is Like a fuse that's burned out
I liked your Chevy Duster I liked your brand new trailer I liked your colour TV But you looked at that colour TV More than me More than me
Oh, our love is Like a fuse that's burned out Oh, our love is Like a fuse that's burned out
When I'm Away From You Composer(s): Frankie Miller Performer(s): Frankie Miller; The Bellamy Brothers; Kim Carnes
When I'm away from you well I can't stay still My thoughts won't move from the way I feel It happens time and time again And the circle never ends
When I'm away from you Well it hurts to say My sense has gone so far away I'm up all through the night And I can't tell wrong from right
When I'm away from you I see great big clouds In the fog and rain all the lonely crowds They seem to be so blue Every night I'm missing you
When I'm away from you well the sun don't shine The mood don't come The words don't rhyme When I'm away from you I can't let go And you know, oh you know
It's all the things you do that make life worth while Like the way you talk and the way you smile It's all the things you do keep me hanging on And you know, don't you know
When I'm away from you well the wine won't flow The tides don't turn and the wind don't blow I'm up all through the night And I can't tell wrong from right
When I'm away from you well the sun don't shine The mood don't come The words don't rhyme When I'm away from you I can't let go And you know, oh you know
It's all the things you do that make life worth while Like the way you talk and the way you smile It's all the things you do keep me hanging on And you know, don't you know
When I'm away from you Well it hurts to say My sense has gone so far away It happens time and time again And the circle never ends
When I'm away from you well the sun don't shine The mood don't come The words don't rhyme When I'm away from you I can't let go And you know, oh you know It's all the things you do that make life worth while Like the way you talk and the way you smile It's all the things you do keep me hanging on And you know, don't you know
When I'm away from you well the sun don't shine The mood don't come The words don't rhyme When I'm away from you I can't let go And you know, oh you know...
Ain't I The Lucky One Composer(s): Melvin Endsley Performer(s): Marty Robbins; Ray Conniff
Look what I've gone and done I let her steal my heart I know we'll never part She brings me joy, so much fun Ain't I the lucky one
Well ain't I a happy man She lets me hold her hand And when the lights are low She never tells me no She's so sweet, so much fun Aint I the lucky one
Well ain't I a doing fine I'm gaining all the time I like to hang around After the sun goes down Big blue eyes, hair of blonde Ain't I the lucky one
Ain't I the lucky one Feel like a son of a gun I've got a perfect doll She really drives me wild She's so sweet so much fun Ain't I the lucky one
Well ain't I the lucky one Look what I've gone and done I let her steal my heart I know we'll never part She brings me joy, so much fun Ain't I the lucky one
Ain't Had Enough Fun Composer(s): Paul Barrère - Shaun Murphy - Bill Payne - Chick Stand - Fred Tackett Performer(s): Little Feat
Woke up this mornin' just about noon Rolled back on over, it was way too soon My sensibilities hadn't stirred you see Might bother some, but it don't bother me
'Cause some people say ain't had enough fun Some people say ain't had enough fun I'll tell ya when I'm done But until that time, ain't had enough fun
Right 'round the corner, right over the hill Somebody's waitin' for some new thrill They can wait there all of their life Spinnin' them wheels 'til the time is right As for me, I think I'll jump right into the fight
'Cause some people say ain't had enough gun Some people say ain't had enough gun I'll tell ya when I'm done But until that time, ain't had enough fun
Why some people sure wound up tight I'm here to tell ya Lord -- I got too many chills To feel 'em all in one night
Now who says ya can't teach an old dog new tricks Jus' fire off a few rounds at the poor boy's kicks Ruler boy says don't worry The monkey ain't dead so what's your hurry The show ain't over so people please grab your seats
'Cause some people say ain't had enough gun Some people say ain't had enough gun My time ain't yet begun So don't say I'm finished, no I'll tell ya when I'm done Until that time, I ain't had enough fun
When I Was Young Performer(s): Eric Burdon & The Animals
The rooms were so much colder then My father was a soldier then And times were very hard When I was young
When I was young I smoked my first cigarette at ten And for girls, I hall When I was young
When I was young it was more important Pain more painful, the laughter much louder, yeah When I was young
When I was young I met my first love at thirteen She was brown, and I was pretty green And I learned quite a lot When I was young When I was young
When I was young it was more important Pain more painful, laughter much louder, yeah When I was young
When I was young My faith was so much stronger then I believed in fellow men And I was so much older then When I was young When I was young When I was young When I was young When I was young