Retro-Songteksten: Evergreens, Classics, Old-Time Favourites, Hits Uit Onze Jeugd
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Woody's Rag/Hard Work Composer(s): Woody Guthrie Performer(s): Arlo Guthrie
While we're on the subject of hard work I just wanted to say that I always was a man to work
I was born working and I worked my way up by hard work I ain't never got nowhere yet but I got there by hard work
Work of the hardest kind I been down and I been out and I've been busted, disgusted and couldn't be trusted
I worked my way up and I worked my way down I've been drunk and I've been sober I've had hard times and I got hijacked and been robbed for cash and robbed on credit
Worked my way into jail and outta jail and I woke up a lotta mornings and I didn't even know where I was at
But the hardest work I ever done is when I was trying to get myself a worried woman to ease my worried mind
Now I'm gonna tell you just about how much hard work I had to do to get this here woman that I'm a-tellin' you about
I shook hands with 97 of her kinfolks and her blood relatives and I done the same with 86 people that was just her friends and her neighbors
Kissed 73 babies and put dry pants on 34 of 'em, as well as others, and done the When thing several times, as well as a lot of other things just about like this
I held 125 head of wild horses, put saddles and bridles on more than that, harnessed some of the craziest wildest teams in the whole country. I rode 14 loco broncos to a dead standstill and let 42 hound dogs lick me all over
7 times I was bit by hungry dogs and I was chewed all to pieces by water moccasins and rattlesnakes on 2 separate river bottoms
I chopped and I carried 314 arm loads of stoved wood 100 buckets of coal, and I carried a gallon of kerosene 18 miles and lost a good pair of shoes in a mud hole
And I chopped and I weeded 48 rows of short cotton 13 acres of bad corn and cut the sticker weeds out of 11 back yards, all on account a 'cause I wanted to show her that I was a man and I liked to work
I cleaned out 9 barnloads, and cranked 31 automobiles all makes and models, pulled 3 cars out of mud holes and 4 out of snowdrifts
I dug 5 cisterns of water for some of her friends and neighbors and run all kinds of errands
I played the fiddle for 9 church meetings and I joined 11 separate denominations. I signed up and joined up for 7 of the best trade unions I could find and paid my dues about 6 weeks ahead of time, waded 40 miles of swamps, 60 big rivers, walked across 2 mountain ranges and crossed 3 deserts
I got the fever and I got the sun stroke and I got the malaria and I got the flu and I got moonstruck and skeeter bit, the poison ivy and the 7 year itch and the blind staggers
I was given up for lost and dead about 2 dozen times Struck by lightning, struck by Congress, struck by friends and kinfolks, as well as by 3 cars on the highways and a lotta times in peoples' henhouses
I been hit and run down and run over and walked on and knocked around and I'm just settin' here now trying to study up what else I can do to show that woman that I still ain't afraid of hard work
Woodstock Composer(s): Joni Mitchell Originally performed by: Crosby, Stills, Nash & Young Covered by various other artists
I came upon a child of God He was walking along the road And I asked him, where are you going And this he told me I´m going on down to Yasgur´s farm I´m going to join in a rock ´n´ roll band I´m going to camp out on the land And try and get my soul free We are stardust We are golden And we´ve got to get ourselves Back to the garden
Then can I walk beside you I have come here to lose the smog And I feel to be a cog in something turning Well maybe it is just the time of year Or maybe it´s the time of man I don´t know who l am But life is for learning We are stardust We are golden And we´ve got to get ourselves Back to the garden
By the time we got to Woodstock We were half a million strong And everywhere there was song and celebration And I dreamed I saw the bombers Riding shotgun in the sky And they were turning into butterflies Above our nation We are stardust We are golden And we´ve got to get ourselves Back to the garden
Woodman! Spare That Tree! Composer(s): Henry Russell Performer(s): Douglas Jimerson; Americus Brass Band
Woodman, spare that tree! Touch not a single bough! In youth it sheltered me And I'll protect it now 'Twas my forefather's hand That placed it near his cot There, woodman, let it stand Thy axe shall harm it not!
That old familiar tree Whose glory and renown Are spread o'er land and sea And wouldst thou hew it down? Woodman, forbear thy stroke! Cut not its earth-bound ties Oh, spare that aged oak Now towering to the skies!
When but an idle boy I sought its grateful shade In all their gushing joy Here too my sisters played My mother kissed me here My father pressed my hand Forgive this foolish tear But let that old oak stand!
My heart-strings round thee cling Close as thy bark, old friend! Here shall the wild-bird sing And still thy branches bend Old tree! the storm still brave! And, woodman, leave the spot While I've a hand to save Thy axe shall harm it not
Amazona Composer(s): Bryan Ferry - Phil Manzanera Performer(s): Roxy Music
Amazona Is a zone where There is no doubt No more fall-out Why don´t you step Through the mirror and see? From Arizona To Eldorado Sure is a mighty long way Hey little girl Is something wrong? I know it´s hard For you to get along The bell-tower rings It tolls a hollow sound But your castles in Spain Still may be realised And longings more profound You see - every cloud Has a silver lining And sometimes paradise Around your corner lies In Amazona everything is nice Little one - come take my hand? I´ll try to help you there I´ll take you there. Amazona´s Getting closer Oh soon you´ll see Journeys over Were almost there
Wooden Ships Composer(s): David Crosby; Stephen Stills; Paul Kantner Originally performed and made famous by: Crosby, Stills & Nash Covered by various other artists
Stills: If you smile at me, I will understand 'Cause that is something everybody everywhere does in the same language Crosby: I can see by your coat, my friend you're from the other side There's just one thing I got to know Can you tell me please, who won? Stills: Say, can I have some of your purple berries? Crosby: Yes, I've been eating them for six or seven weeks now haven't got sick once Stills: Probably keep us both alive
Wooden ships on the water, very free and easy Easy, you know the way it's supposed to be Silver people on the shoreline, let us be Talkin' 'bout very free and easy... Horror grips us as we watch you die All we can do is echo your anguished cries Stare as all human feelings die We are leaving - you don't need us
Go, take your sister then, by the hand lead her away from this foreign land Far away, where we might laugh again We are leaving - you don't need us
And it's a fair wind, blowin' warm Out of the south over my shoulder Guess I'll set a course and go...
Amazing Love Composer(s): John Schweers Performer(s): Conway Twitty; Ronnie Milsap; Charley Pride
When she wakes up this morning and turns to kiss me She'll find I let her sleep cause we talked so late last night She'll know I kissed her face gently till my returning And when she finds the rose on my pillow I know she'll smile Her amazing love unending is so much more than I am worthy of If the rose could speak my feelings she'd know I cherrished her amazing love
If I call her a little late she forgives me Her voice does not betray she's spent another day alone She softly thanks me for the rose and says I miss you And then I can feel her smiling on the phone Her amazing love...
Wooden Heart (Muss I Denn) Originally performed and made famous by: Elvis Presley Covered by various other artists
Can't you see I love you Please don't break my heart in two That's not hard to do 'Cause I don't have a wooden heart And if you say goodbye Then I know that I would cry Maybe I would die 'Cause I don't have a wooden heart There's no strings upon this love of mine It was always you from the start Treat me nice Treat me good Treat me like you really should 'Cause I'm not made of wood And I don't have a wooden heart
Muss i denn, muss i denn Zum Stadtele hinaus Stadtele hinaus Und du, mein schat, bleibst hier?
There's no strings upon this love of mine It was always you from the start Sei mir gut Sei mir gut Sei mir wie du wirklich sollst Wie du wirklich sollst 'Cause I don't have a wooden heart
Ekino homu de mikaketa Anata wa mukashi no koibito sono, natsukashi yokogao Omowazu koe o kaketa watashi Anata wa odoroita yo o ni Tabako o otoshite shimatta Kudake chitta honoo no hibi ga Tsuka no mani, yomigaeri Mitsume au doo shiteru ima wa Arekara kimi wa Genki ni shiteru wa Itsu datte watashi Ocha demo nomou Sukoshi no jikan Densha wa Toori sungite yuku
Anata wa koohi kappu ni Kakkusatoo futatsu irete Ima no boku wa konna mono sato Warai nagara Kami o kaki ageta Soo dakedo fushigi ne Anohi wakareta koto mo Tada amari ni wakasugita dakedato futari Tagai ni yurushi aeru
Aishitawa, watashi Anata no koto o ima wa betsu betsu no Yume o ou kedo Meguri aiwa Sutekina koto ne Amayodori suru yoo ni futari
Aishitawa, watashi Anata no koto o ima wa betsu betsu no Yume o ou kedo Meguri aiwa Sutekina koto ne Amayodori suru yoo ni futari
What would make this shell of house I live in seem like home Wood would, you could too if you would and wanted too What would make this rickety shack more solid than stone Wood would, you could too if you would and wanted too
You could make the paint worth peeling Stop that creepy leaky old ceiling You could take the bow out of the rafters And fill this empty house with happy laughter
What would make this shack of mine fine as a mansion on a hill Wood would, you could too if you would and say you will
What would keep that shivery quivery wind from blowing through Wood would, you could too if you would and wanted too What would give these dreary old walls a homier brighter hue Wood would, you could too if you would and wanted too
You could make the paint worth peeling Stop that creepy leaky old ceiling You could take the bow out of the rafters And fill this empty house with happy laughter
What would make this shack of mine fine as a mansion on a hill Wood would, you could too if you would and say you will
Amarsi Un Po' Composer(s): Lucio Battisti First release by: Lucio Battisti - 1977 Covered by multiple other artists
Amarsi un po' più facile e' respirare basta guardarsi e poi avvicinarsi un po' e non lasciarsi mai impaurire no, no amarsi un po' e' un po' fiorire aiuta sai, a non morire senza nascondersi manifestandosi si può eludere, la solitudine però, volersi bene no partecipare, e' difficile quasi come volare ma quanti ostacoli e sofferenze e poi sconforti e lacrime per diventare noi veramente noi uniti, indivisibili vicini, ma irraggiungibili
Wood And Wire Composer(s): Kenny Beard; Michael Mahler Performer(s): George Jones; Hal Sherfey
Fame...A dream put off for the familys needs he puts in 8 down at the factory when he gets home his feet are tired if he had his way he'd been a workin.. with his hands on wood and wire
Saganaw spruce Tennessee maple Sears and robuck black diamond strings late a night he fans that fire... when he grabs a hold of that wood and wire
Days...years...his dream just disappears they never once heard him complainin' their every wish is his desire and without then he might have made it... with his hands on wood and wire.. Late a night he fans that fire when he grabs a hold of that wood and wire
Saganaw spruce Tennessee maple Sears and robuck black diamond strings late a night he fans that fire... when he grabs a hold of that wood and wire
If u ask him..he will tell u... that he don't have no regrets then he'll take his calloused fingers and let 'em fly across those frets
Saganaw spruce Tennessee maple Sears and robuck black diamond strings late a night he fans that fire... when he grabs a hold of that wood and wire
Amarillo Highway Composer(s): Terry Allen Performer(s): Robert Earl Keen Jr. and multiple other artists
I'm a high straight in Plainview A side bet in Idalou An' a fresh deck in Mobile Yeah some call me high handed Some call me low handed But I'm holdin' what I am the wheel
'Cause I'm panhandlin' manhandlin' Post holin' hugh rollin' dust bowlin' Daddy I ain't got no blood in my veins I just got them four lanes Of hard Amarillo Highway
I don't wear no Stetson But I'm willin' to bet son That I'm as big a Texan as you are There's a girl in her bare feet Asleep on the back seat And the trunk's full of Pearl beer and Lone Star
'Cause I'm panhandlin' manhandlin' Post holin' hugh rollin' dust bowlin' Daddy I ain't got no blood in my veins I just got them four lanes Of hard Amarillo Highway
Gonna hop outta bed Pop a pill in my head Bust a hub for the Golden Spread Under Blue Skies Gonna stuff my hide Behind some Power Glide Get some southern fried back in my hide
'Cause I'm panhandlin' manhandlin' Post holin' hugh rollin' dust bowlin' Daddy I ain't got no blood in my veins I just got them four lanes Of hard Amarillo Highway
As close as I'll ever get to heaven Is makin' speed up old eighty-seven Of that hard Amarillo Highway
Amargura Composer(s): Gonzalo Curiel Performer(s): Javier Solís
Voy cargando en mi vida una cruz voy cruzando esos mares sin luz Soy inconforme y rebelde a todo lo que da el destino y se me forma en el alma este negro desatino, ¡ay!
Voy buscando una huella de amor persiguiendo un perfume de flor Era mujer y mintió igual que todas las mujeres qué amargura Señor me dejó
Era mujer y mintió igual que todas las mujeres qué amargura Señor me dejó
Wont You Come Home (And Talk To A Stranger) Composer(s): Wayne Kemp Performer(s): Ernest Tubb & Loretta Lynn; George Strait
Well I was out a drinkin with a couple friends of mine When the bartended handed me the telephone Said: Theres a wife on the line
Well I told her I was just a drinkin' with a couple of buddies I knew But she told me in a few short words just what she wanted me to do
She Said: Wont You Come Home And Talk To A Stranger You might even make yourself a friend Wont You Come Home And Talk To A Stranger Its the only place in days you havent been
Well I sat their about an hour a talking with the rest of the guys When she walked through that front door she had get home in her eyes She said You talked and dance with every women in town but me "If youll just come around the house you might like my company"
She said: Wont You Come Home And Talk To A Stranger Im listening Honey
Yeah You might even make yourself a friend Ah Honey I can use a good friend
Wont You Come Home And Talk To A Stranger you dont have to hold my ear
Its the only place in days you havent been Im ready Honey, Im ready
Amargura Composer(s): Carlos Gardel - Le Pera Performer(s): Carlos Gardel
Me persigue implacable su boca que reía acecha mis insomnios ese recuerdo cruel ¡Mis propios ojos vieron como ella le ofrecía el beso de sus labios rojos como un clavel! Un viento de locura atravesó mi mente deshecho de amargura yo me quise vengar Mis manos se crispaban mi pecho las contuvo su boca que reía yo no pude matar
Fue su amor de un día toda mi fortuna conté mi alegría a los campos y a la luna Por quererla tanto por confiar en ella hoy hay en mi huella sólo llanto y mi dolor
Doliente y abatido mi vieja herida sangra ¡bebamos otro trago que yo quiero olvidar! Pero estas penas hondas de amor y desengaño como las hierbas malas son duras de arrancar Del fondo de mi copa su imagen me obsesiona ¡es como una condena su risa siempre igual! Coqueta y despiadada su boca me encadena se burla hasta la muerte la ingrata en el cristal
Won't Somebody Dance With Me Composer(s): Lynsey de Paul Originally performed by: Lynsey de Paul Covered by: Bruce Johnston
And now the band is playing very slow and once again, I'll get my coat and go a lonely wallflower waiting by the wall without the will power to face the music at all
Please, won't somebody dance with me start up a romance with me just someone somewhere someone who dare take a chance with me
I feel so silly in my patent shoes so many partners but one of them will choose a lonely wall flower feeling rather tired feeling undesired
Please, won't somebody dance with me start up a romance with me just someone somewhere someone who dare take a chance with me
