Retro-Songteksten: Evergreens, Classics, Old-Time Favourites, Hits Uit Onze Jeugd
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Wolverton Mountain Composer(s): Merle Kilgore; Claude King Original Performer: Claude King Covered by various other artists
They say don't go on Wolverton Mountain If you're looking for a wife 'Cause Clifton Clowers has a pretty young daughter He's mighty handy with a gun and a knife
Her tender lips are sweeter than honey And Wolverton mountain protects her there The bears and birds tell Clifton Clowers If a stranger should wander there
All of my dreams are on Wolverton Mountain I want his daughter for my wife I'll take my chances and climb that mountain Though Clifton Clowers, he may take my life
Her tender lips are sweeter than honey And Wolverton mountain protects her there The bears and birds tell Clifton Clowers If a stranger should wander there
I'm going up on Wolverton Mountain It's too lonesome down here below It's just not right to hide his daughter From the one who loves her so
Her tender lips are sweeter than honey And Wolverton mountain protects her there The bears and birds tell Clifton Clowers If a stranger should wander there
But I don't care about Clifton Clowers I'm gonna climb up on his mountain I'm gonna take the girl I love I don't care about Clifton Clowers I'm a gonna climb up on that mountain And I'll get the one I Iove I don't care about Clifton Clowers I'm gonna find the one I love I don't care about Clifton Clowers I'm gonna find the one I love I'm gonna find the one I love
Always And Always Composer(s): George Forrest - Edwin Ward - Robert Wright Performer(s): Benny Goodman and multiple other artists
Always and always I'll go on adoring The glory and wonder of you Always and always my love will go soaring To heaven far under the blue Life is strange and ever changing Doesn't make reason or rhyme But thru all the centuries time endures Darling, we'll be together forever and ever for Always and always I'm yours
Wolf Creek Pass Composer(s): Bill Fries; Chip Davis Performer(s): C.W. McCall
Me an' Earl was haulin' chickens On a flatbed outa Wiggins And we had spent all night on the uphill side Of thirty seven miles of hell called Wolf Crick Pass Which was up on the great divide
And we was sittin' there suckin' toothpicks And drinkin' Nehis an' onion soup mix And I says "Earl, let's mail a card to mother And then send them chickens on down t'other side" Yeah, lets give them hens a ride
Wolf Crick Pass way up on the great divide Truckin' on down, the other side
Well Earl put down his bottle Mashed his foot down on the throttle And then a couple of boobs, with a thousand cubes In a 1948 Peterbuilt screamed to life We woke up the chickens
We roared up off'n that shoulder Sprayin' pine cones rocks 'n boulders And put four hundred head of them Road Island Reds And a couple of burnt out roosters on the line Look out below... 'cause here we go
Wolf Crick Pass way up on the great divide Truckin' on down, the other side
Well we commenced a truckin' And them hens commenced a cluckin' Then Earl took out a match, and scratched his pants And lit up the unused half of a dollar cigar And took a puff Says "My ain't this pretty up here"
And I says "Earl this hill can spill us You better slow down or you gonna kill us Just make one mistake and it's the pearly gates For them eighty five crates Of USDA approved cluckers You wanna hit second?"
Wolf Crick Pass way up on the great divide Truckin' on down, the other side
Well Earl grabbed on the shifter And he stabbed her into fifth gear And then the chromium plated, fully illuminated Genuine ac-cessory shift knob Come right off in his hand I says "you wana screw that thing back on Earl?"
He was tryin' to thread it on there When the fire fell off a his cigar And dropped on down sorta rolled around And lit the cuff of Earls pants And burnt a whole in his sock Yeah it sorta set him right on fire
I looked on outa the window An' I started in a countin' phone poles Goin' by at the rate of four to the seventh power I put two an' two together Added twelve, an' carried five Come up with twenty two thousand telephone poles an hour
I looked at Earl an' his eyes was wide His lip was curled and his leg was fried And his hands was froze to the wheel Like a tongue to a sled in the middle of a blizzard And I said Earl I'm not the type to complain But the time has come for me to explain That if you don't apply some brake real soon They're gonna have to pick us up with a stick an' a spoon
Well Earl rared back Cocked his leg Stepped down as hard as he could on the brake And the pedal went clear to the floor And stayed - right there on the floor Says it's sorta like steppin' on a plum Well from there on down it just wasn't real pretty It was hairpin county and switchback city One of 'em looked like a can full of worms Another one looked like malaria germs Right in the middle of the whole damn show Was a real nice tunnel now wouldn't you know Sign says clearance to the twelve foot line But them chickens was stacked to thirteen nine Well we shot that tunnel at a hundred an' ten Like gas through a funnel an' eggs through a hen An' we took that top row of chickens off Slicker 'n the scum off a Louisiana swamp Went down an' around an' around an' down An' we run outta ground at the edge of town An' bashed on into the side of a feed store In downtown Pagosa Springs
Wolf Crick Pass way up on the great divide Truckin' on down, the other side
Wolf Crick Pass way up on the great divide Truckin' on down, the other side
Wolf Call Composer(s): Bill Giant; Bernie Baum; Florence Kaye Performer(s): Elvis Presley
Flip, flop an' fly-eye What a cutie pie I see Oops shoopa doo-wah Lips of honey that's for me
Shim sham shimmie I can't forget you baby, there's no doubt I saw you standing 'gainst the wall I whistled and I gave my all Now don't tell me you don't fall For a little wolf call
Just a little kiss'll put me in a whirl I'll never whistle dearie at another girl You love me well we'll have a ball Why do you try to stall Now don't tell me you don't fall For a little wolf call For that wolf call For that wolf call
Althea Composer(s): Jerry Garcia - Robert Hunter Performer(s): Grateful Dead; Culture; Pickin' On
I told Althea I was feeling lost Lackin' in some direction Althea told me upon scrutiny that my Back might need protection I told Althea that treachery Was tearin' me limb from limb Althea told me, now, cool down boy Settle back, easy Jim
You may be Saturday's child all alone Movin' with tinge of grace You may be a clown in the burying ground Or just another pretty face You my be the fate of Ophelia Sleepin' and perchance to dream Honest to the point of recklessness Self-centered in the extreme
Ain't nobody messin' with you but you Your friends are getting most concerned Loose with the truth baby, it's your fire Baby, I hope you don't get burned When the smoke has cleared she said That's what she said to me Gonna want a bed to lay your head And a little sympathy
There are things you can replace And others you can not The time has come to weigh those things This space is getting hot You know this space is getting hot
I told Althea I'm a roving son And I was born to be a bachelor Althea told me, OK, that's fine So now I'm tryin' to catch her Can't talk to you without talkin' to me We're guilty of the same old thing Thinkin' a lot about less and less And forgetting the love we bring
Wolf At Your Door Composer(s): Marvin Lee Aday; Steve Buslowe Performer(s): Meat Loaf
Two a.m. with the lost and the lonely Walkin' past the kids, comin' back from the party Smiles on their faces, you remember so well how it was Nights in the back of that Buick that you got runnin' Your baby by your side, told the whole world you're comin'
Chorus: Work so hard to do what is right Believed in what you're doin', but so many fights Trusted too many, believed too much, workin' your life to the bone
There's a wolf at your door, he wants your money, wants your soul A wolf at your door, you give it all, he wants more There's a wolf at your door, he says he's playin' for keeps Breathin' down your neck, boy it's sure hard to sleep With a wolf at your door
They'll take it away, when you're not lookin' Look you in the eyes, tell you how good they're doin' Smiles on their faces, are lies to keep you from knowin' You're not guilty, you are the victim, but you still pay for the crime Don't look for trouble, it'll always find you in time
Work so hard to do what is right Believed in what you're doin', but so many fights Trusted too many, relieved too much, workin' your life to the bone
There's a wolf at your door, he says he's playin' for keeps Breathin' down your neck, boy it's sure hard to sleep With a wolf at your door
It won't be broken, I'll fight 'til I drop, blood burnin' hot in my veins But they won't be satisfied until they take everything
Alta Marea ((Adapted from: Don't Dream It's Over (Crowded House) - 1986)) Composer(s): Neil Finn - Antonello Venditti Performer(s): Antonello Venditti - 1991 and multiple other artists
Autostrada deserta al confine del mare sento il cuore più forte di questo motore sigarette mai spente sulla radio che parla io che guido seguendo le luci dell'alba Lo so, lo sai la mente vola fuori dal tempo e si ritrova sola senza più corpo ne prigioniera nasce l'aurora Tu sei dentro di me come l'alta marea che scompare e riappare portandoti via sei il mistero profondo la passione l'idea sei l'immensa paura che tu non sia mia lo so, lo sai il tempo vola ma quanta strada per rivederti ancora per uno sguardo per il mio orgoglio quanto ti voglio... quanto ti voglio... Tu sei dentro di me come l'alta marea che scompare e riappare portandoti via sei il mistero profondo la passione l'idea sei l'immensa paura che tu non sia mia Lo so, lo sai il tempo vola ma quanta strada per rivederti ancora per uno sguardo per il mio orgoglio quanto ti voglio... per dirti quanto ti voglio per dirti quanto ti voglio per dirti quanto ti voglio...
Woeful Heart With Grief Oppressed Composer(s): John Dowland Performer(s): Alice Babs
Woeful heart with grief oppressed since my fortune most distressed from my joys hath me removed Follow those sweet eyes adored those sweet eyes wherein are stored all my pleasures best beloved
Fly, my breast, leave me forsaken Wherein grief his seat hath taken all his arrows through me darting Thou mayst live by her sunshining I shall suffer no more pining by thy loss than by her parting
Don't Dream It's Over ((Italian Version: Alta Marea (Antonello Venditti) - 1991)) Composer(s): Neil Finn First release by: Crowded House - 1986 Covered by multiple other artists
There is freedom within, there is freedom without Try to catch the deluge in a paper cup There's a battle ahead, many battles are lost But you'll never see the end of the road While you're traveling with me
Hey now, hey now Don't dream it's over Hey now, hey now When the world comes in They come, they come To build a wall between us We know they won't win
Now I'm towing my car, there's a hole in the roof My possessions are causing me suspicion but there's no proof In the paper today, tales of war and of waste But you turn right over to the TV page
Hey now, hey now Don't dream it's over Hey now, hey now When the world comes in They come, they come To build a wall between us We know they won't win
Now I'm walking again to the beat of a drum And I'm counting the steps to the door of your heart Only shadows ahead, barely clearing the roof Get to know the feeling of liberation and release
Hey now, hey now Don't dream it's over Hey now, hey now When the world comes in They come, they come To build a wall between us We know they won't win
Well, don't let them win Hey now, hey now Don't let them win Don't let them win, yeah
Woe Is Me Composer(s): Sharon Sheeley; Jackie de Shannon Performer(s): Helen Shapiro
Oh, woe is me How can it be? I never thought that youll ever leave me Oh, but now that youre gone And you walked out the door Oh, Ill never see you No never no more, no more, no more, no more, no No, never no more
I told you lies, that brought tears to your eyes I thought youd forgive me I didnt realise, that I hurt you so bad And it made you so mad That Ill never see you No never no more, no more, no more, no more, no No, never no more
Oh, woe is me, its just not the same Last year without you Oh, well, aint it a shame? I-I love you so Oh, but youll never know Because Ill never see you No never, no more, no more, no more, no more, no No, never no more Oh, oh, woe is me Oh, woe is me
Wo Die Musikanten Sind Composer(s): Heinz Gietz; Kurt Hertha Performer(s): Caterina Valente
Aus der Ferne erklingt es irgendwo singt es hör' dir das an! Ich möcht' wieder mal tanzen und denk' den ganzen Tag schon daran
Komm geh' mit mir dahin wo die Musikanten sind wo die Musikanten sind und ihre Lieder weil ich so fröhlich bin wo die Musikanten sind wo die Musikanten sind such' ich mit dir ein bißchen Glück bei der Musik
Wenn man immer zuhaus ist wie eine Maus ist in ihrem Loch will man unter die Leute Freunde und Freude brauchen wir doch
Komm geh' mit mir dahin wo die Musikanten sind wo die Musikanten sind und uns're Träume weil man der Zeit entrinnt wo die Musikanten sind wo die Musikanten sind such' ich mit dir ein bißchen Glück bei der Musik
Uns kann das Leben tausend schöne Dinge geben wenn die Musik nicht wär' dann wär' es halb so schön! Drum geh' mit mir dahin wo die Musikanten sind wo die Musikanten sind und ihre Lieder weil ich so fröhlich bin wo die Musikanten sind wo die Musikanten sind such' ich mit dir ein bißchen Glück bei der Musik
Wives And Lovers Composer(s): Burt Bacharach; Hal David Made Famous By: Jack Jones Covered by various other artists
Hey, little girl Comb your hair, fix your make-up Soon he will open the door Don't think because There's a ring on your finger You needn't try any more
For wives should always be lovers, too Run to his arms the moment he comes home to you I'm warning you
Day after day There are girls at the office And men will always be men Don't send him off With your hair still in curlers You may not see him again
For wives should always be lovers, too Run to his arms the moment he comes home to you He's almost here
Hey, little girl Better wear something pretty something you'd wear to go to the city And dim all the lights Pour the wine, start the music Time to get ready for love
Oh, time to get ready Time to get ready Time to get ready For love
Als Je Terug Zult Komen Composer(s): Lennaert Nijgh - Mikis Theodorakis Performer(s): Liesbeth List
O liefste, als je terug zult komen, kus me O liefste, zal ik bij je komen, draag me Als deze oorlog ooit nog eindigt, o mijn liefste Als deze oorlog ooit nog eindigt, o mijn liefste Mijn liefste, laat ons dan beminnen En in de stad elkaar omhelzen Op alle pleinen, in de straten
O liefste, als je terug zult komen, kus me O liefste, zal ik bij je komen, draag me Als deze oorlog ooit nog eindigt, o mijn liefste Als deze oorlog ooit nog eindigt, o mijn liefste Laat ons beminnen in de mijnen En laat ons dansen door de kampen Laat ons gaan slapen op het slagveld
O liefste, als je terug zult komen, kus me O liefste, zal ik bij je komen, draag me Als deze oorlog ooit nog eindigt, o mijn liefste Als deze oorlog ooit nog eindigt, o mijn liefste Laat heel de wereld dan ons bed zijn Laat ons beminnen in het zonlicht Totdat de doden zijn verdwenen
O liefste, als je terug zult komen, kus me O liefste, zal ik bij je komen, draag me Als deze oorlog ooit nog eindigt, o mijn liefste Als deze oorlog ooit nog eindigt, o mijn liefste
Witness To Wonder Composer(s): A. Powell; M. Turner; T. Turner; Steve Upton Performer(s): Wishbone Ash
When lovers walk the streets at night They are hand-in-hand, and walk in time Lovers fall in love, and realize Love will always be their mystery All the time in the world is theirs Take it away, we won't be stripped bare Love It is cold to me, as the heartbeat chills It goes to encounter witness to wonder Love
When lovers leap from cloud to cloud They refuse to see the world around Locked out of the sight and the surrounding sound Love will always be their mystery What is love when it's a surprise? Fall in deep and realize
Love It is cold to me, as the heartbeat chills It goes to encounter witness to wonder Love
