Retro-Songteksten: Evergreens, Classics, Old-Time Favourites, Hits Uit Onze Jeugd
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An Invitation To North America (Traditional) Performer(s): Sam Richards & Tish Stubbs
There is many a family of late that has gone Away to New York, father, mother and son Let us likewise follow and make no delay For 'tis much cheaper living in North Americay
The farmers in England sell there corn so dear They do what they can to starve the poor here They send it to France, which sure is not right To feed other nations that against us do fight
Come all you bold Britons, wherever you be I would have you draw near and listen to me The times they get harder in England ev'ry day It is much better living in North Americay
Why do we stay here for to be their slaves When in Nova Scotia we can do as we please For who'd work in England for ten pence a day When we can get four shillings in North Americay
The landlords in England do raise the lands high It forces some farmers abroad for to fly If times grow no better, I'll venture to say Poor men had better go to North Americay
Observe then good people what to you I've told What a plague is in England by short weight of gold With bad silver and halfpence, believe what I say There's nothing of this in North Americay
The priests in England come into the field They tithe as they please, you dare not but yield This is no great hardship, you believe, I dare say But we'll have no taxes in North Americay
There's many a farmer you very well know That went to New York but a few years ago Have bought land and houses; who now would here stay But go and make fortunes in North Americay
Manufactures in England are grown very bad For weavers and combers no work's to be had But let's go abroad, I dare venture to say They'll find us employment in North Americay
So here's a health to George our gracious king I hope none will take amiss the song that I sing Then lads and lasses now come away And ship yourselves to North Americay
Dance, Dance, Dance Composer(s): J. Cooper; B. Cooper; Steve Miller Performer(s): Steve Miller Band
My grandpa, he's ninety five And he keeps on dancin', he's still alive My grandma, she's ninety two She loves to dance and sing some too I don't know but I've been told If you keep on dancing you'll never grow old
{Refrain}
Come on, darlin', put a pretty dress on We're gonna go out tonight Dance, dance, dance Dance, dance, dance Dance, dance, dance, all night long
I'm a hard-workin' man, I'm a son of a gun I've been workin' all week in the noonday sun The wood's in the kitchen and the cow's in the barn I'm all cleaned up and my chores are all done Take my hand and come along Let's go out and have some fun
{Refrain}
Dance, dance, dance Dance, dance, dance Dance, dance, dance, all night long
Come on, darlin', don't look that way Don't you know when you smile I've got to say You're my honey pumpkin lover, you're my heart's delight Don't you want to go out tonight You're such a pretty lady, you're such a sweet girl When you dance it brightens up my world
An Innocent Man Composer(s): Billy Joel Performer(s): Billy Joel and multiple other artists
Some people stay far away from the door If there's a chance of it opening up They hear a voice in the hall outside And hope that it just passes by
Some people live with the fear of a touch And the anger of having been a fool They will not listen to anyone So nobody tells them a lie
I know you're only protecting yourself I know you're thinking of somebody else Someone who hurt you But I'm not above Making up for the love You've been denying you could ever feel I'm not above doing anything To restore your faith if I can Some people see through the eyes of the old Before they ever get a look at the young I'm only willing to hear you cry Because I am an innocent man I am an innocent man Oh yes I am
Some people say they will never believe Another promise they hear in the dark Because they only remember too well They heard somebody tell them before
Some people sleep all alone every night Instead of taking a lover to bed Some people find that it's easier to hate Than to wait anymore
I know you don't want to hear what I say I know you're gonna keep turning away But I've been there and if I can survive I can keep you alive I'm not above going through it again I'm not above being cool for a while If you're cruel to me I'll understand
Some people run from a possible fight Some people figure they can never win And although this is a fight I can lose The accused is an innocent man I am an innocent man Oh yes I am An innocent man
You know you only hurt yourself out of spite I guess you'd rather be a martyr tonight That's your decision But I'm not below Anybody I know If there's a chance of resurrecting a love I'm not above going back to the start To find out where the heartache began
Some people hope for a miracle cure Some people just accept the world as it is But I'm not willing to lay down and die Because I am an innocent man
An Hour Never Passes Composer(s): Jimmy Kennedy Performer(s): Ambrose Orch. and multiple other artists
An hour never passes but I think of you An hour never passes but I miss you too Every day from dawning till the moon rides low Youre beside me darling everywhere I go An hour never passes, the clock never chimes But I keep recalling those old happy times Without my prayer for you in each lonely sigh An hour never passes by
Without my prayer for you in each lonely sigh An hour never passes by
Dance With My Father Composer(s): Richard Marx; Luther Vandross Originally performed by: Luther Vandross Covered by various other artists
Back when I was a child
before life removed all the innocence My father would lift me high
and dance with my mother and me and then Spin me around 'til I fell asleep Then up the stairs he would carry me And I knew for sure I was loved If I could get another chance, another walk, another dance with him I'd play a song that would never, ever end
How I'd love, love, love To dance with my father again When I and my mother would disagree To get my way, I would run from her to him He'd make me laugh just to comfort me Then finally make me do just what my mama said Later that night when I was asleep He left a dollar under my sheet Never dreamed that he would be gone from me If I could steal one final glance, one final step, one final dance with him I'd play a song that would never, ever end
'Cause I'd love, love, love To dance with my father again Sometimes I'd listen outside her door And I'd hear how my mother cried for him I pray for her even more than me I pray for her even more than me I know I'm praying for much too much But could you send back the only man she loved I know you don't do it usually But dear Lord she's dying To dance with my father again Every night I fall asleep and this is all I ever dream
An Everlasting Love Composer(s): Barry Gibb Performer(s): Andy Gibb
I've been here all your life Watching your crying game You were the heaven in my lonely world And he was your sun And your rain I was losing you before I ever held you tight Before you ever held me in your arms And I won't make you blue And maybe an everlasting love will do
Ah, we got an everlasting love So tall, so wide, so high Above the rumble of thunder down below It's your love I need, It's the only show And it's you want an everlasting dream Can take us anywhere are the tears of yesterday We killed the pain, We blew away the memories Of the tears we cried And an everlasting love will never die
Take me out of the cold, give me what I've hungered for If it's the pleasure of taking My heart that you need, then it only makes me Love you more I was yours before The stars were born and you were mine I could have saved you all the pain you knew And I won't make you cry And maybe an everlasting love can try
Dance With Me Henry Composer(s): Hank Ballard; Etta James; Johnny Otis Performer(s): Georgia Gibbs and various other artists
(Hey, baby, what do I have to do) (To make a hit with you)
You gotta dance with me Henry (All right, baby) Dance with me Henry (Don't mean maybe) Rock with me Henry (Any old time) Talk to me Henry (Don't change your mind) Dance with me Henry (All right) You better dance while the music goes on Roll on, roll on, roll on
While the cats are ballin' (Roll on, roll on) You better stop your stallin' (Roll on, roll on) Its intermission in a minute (Roll on, roll on) So you better get with it (Roll on, roll on) Dance with me Henry (Roll on, roll on) You better dance while the music goes on Roll on, roll on, roll on
Oooo-ooo-ooo-wee Henry, you aint movin' me You better feel that boogie beat And get the lead out of your feet
You gotta dance with me Henry Dance with me Henry Rock with me Henry Talk to me Henry Dance with me Henry You better dance while the music goes on
Roll, roll, roll Roll, roll, roll Rock, rock, rock Rock, rock, rock Roll, roll, roll Roll on, roll on, roll on
Rock with me Henry (All right, baby) Dance with me Henry (Don't mean maybe) Rock with me Henry (Any old time) Dance to me Henry (Don't change your mind) Jump with me Henry (All right) You better dance, dance while the music goes on
Dance With Me
Composer(s): Lewis Lebish - Jerry Leiber - Irving Nahan - Mike Stoller - George Treadwell
First release by: The Drifters - 1959
Covered by multiple other artists
(Dance with me, dance with me, dance with me, dance with me)
(Dance with me), oh-oh hold me closer, closer and closer Much closer while the music plays, oh, my little darlin', won'tya (Dance with me), oh-oh hold me tighter, tighter and tighter Much tighter while the rhythm sways
Put your lips to mine while the rhythm sways We're no longer strangers Now we're more than friends so-o-o
(Dance with me), dance with me closer, closer and closer And maybe we'll be lovers when the music ends
(Doot-doot) (Dance with me) (Doot-doot) (Dance with me) (Doot-doot) (Dance with me) (Doot-doot) (Dance with me)
(Dance with me), dance with me closer, closer and closer And maybe we'll be lovers when the music ends
(Doot-doot) (Dance with me) (Doot-doot) (Dance with me) (Doot-doot) (Dance with me) (Doot-doot) (Dance with me)
An Englishman In The U.S.A. Composer(s): Les Davidson - Leo Sayer Performer(s): Leo Sayer
Rambling around your city streets I feel no earth below my feet And I feel my life is crumbling into the sea But I can't swim three thousand miles So all I have is lonely nights I'm an Englishman lost in the U.S. of A. And it's a long way back home Such a long way back home And I'm wondering Where am I gonna go Lines dead, operators gone And now the fear is coming on And I hear my love wondering where have I gone So I'm gambling my bucks for pounds Yeah, but Lady Luck just won't come around For an Englishman who is stuck in the U.S. of A. And it's a long way back home Such a long way back home Oh I'm wondering will I ever get away
So here I am and there are you Where wishful thoughts don't serve no use And all the worrying in the world won't pull me through So I think of love that might have been And an airline ticket that's like a dream For an Englishman who is lost in the U.S. of A. Such a long way from home Such a long way from home And I'm wondering, I'm wondering Will I ever get to I'm a long way, a long way A long way back home I've been wondering Will I ever get to go, yeah
Yeah I'm waiting for you to take me home C'mon baby And I'm waiting for you to take me home Yes I'm waiting for you to take me home Take me home
An Englishman In New York Composer(s): Lol Creme - Kevin Godley Performer(s): Godley & Creme
Demented New York athletes staggering round the block Deforned Chicanos pour in, Chicago's rolling stock Digital bathrooms drilling for furs Surgical stockings marked his and hers Guggenheim attitudes back to back With Jewish Baroque No way street No way street Happy to see you, have a nice day! Defecting Russian dancers dance into Hockney prints Exclusive to Bloomingdales, gift-wrapped in red From the land of blue rinse They boggle at menus in Olde English verse "Ode to burger" by Keats at his worst The hissing of omelettes the breaking of legs Don't shoot till you see the whites of their eggs The pink fillet mignon looks black on the negs Strange apparatus You've never seen Strange apparatus, even stranger theme Street alligators Big Anglophile Will navigate us through a change of style I came, I saw, what manner of beast is this New York, you talk a little bit left of centre A scream, a shout New York is throwing its weight about Walk tall, walk straight, spit the world right in the eye The stranger the wood the straighter the arrow Dismembered hopeful My-Lai veterans queuing for sleaze "Sorry no dogs, no fags, no shriners, and no amputees" Sexual athlete applies for audition Willing to make it in any position Just one of the extras with blood on their faces In snow-white and the seven basket cases I'm happy and dopey and dirty in places No way street No way street Lock up your daughters, Avon crawling! Devoted collectors of paraphernalia out walking the rock Battle and bitch for the ultimate kitch of a crucifix clock Two miniature romans, running on rails Appear every hour and bang in the nails I've got to have it, Christ, I gotta be the first on our block Disturbing facts about Nazi splinter groups seen on the news They're picketing synagogues and claiming that Hitler was King of the Jews Caught in the tunnel an ambulance howls A men's room attendant is flapping his jowls Ssshh, Howard Johnson is moving his bowels Strange apparatus You've never seen Strange apparatus, even stranger theme Street alligators Big Anglophile Will navigate us through a change of style Strange apparatus You've never seen Strange apparatus, even stranger theme Walk straight, walk tall, spit the world right in the eye The stranger the wood, the straighter the arrow No way street No way street
Dance With A Dolly Composer(s): Terry Shand; Jimmy Eaton; Mickey Leader Performer(s): Russ Morgan and various other artists
As I was walkin' down the street Down the street, down the street I met somebody who was mighty sweet Mighty fair to see
I asked her would she like to have a talk Have a talk, make some talk All the fellows standin' on the walk Wishin' they were me
Mama, Mama, let me dress up tonight Dress up tonight, dress up tonight I've got a secret, gonna 'fess up tonight Gonna dance by the light of the moon
Gonna dance with a dolly with a hole in her stockin' While our knees keep a-knockin' and our toes keep a-rockin' Dance with a dolly with a hole in her stockin' Dance by the light of the moon
Mama, Mama, put the cat out tonight Cat out tonight, cat out tonight Worked all day, I'm gonna scat out tonight And I won't be home until dawn
Gonna dance with a dolly with a hole in her stockin' While our knees keep a-knockin' and our toes keep a-rockin' Dance with a dolly with a hole in her stockin' Dance by the light of the moon
Gonna dance by the light of the moon Dance by the light of the moon By the light of the moon
An Empty Cup (And A Broken Date)
Composer(s): Roy Orbison - Norman Petty
Performer(s): Buddy Holly; The Teen Kings
One lonely night - at this drive-in
and now I know - what a fool Ive been
She was to meet me (an empty cup, a broken date)
we had a date (a broken date, an empty cup)
a date at seven - I dreamed of heaven
now its way past eight
She just drove by - with another guy
no wonder I cant help but cry
To think she never cared - just tears me up
now all I have to show for love - is this empty cup
Just like this Coke - my love is gone
Ive hit the bottom - now Im all alone
Dance Wit' Me Composer(s): Rick James Performer(s): Rick James
(Happy, party voices)
Pretty little thing Girl, you're lookin' fine Hey, I wonder can you spare a minute Of your precious time
I really would like to know yah If you want me to, tell me, baby Maybe I can discuss it Over a dance with you When I'm dancin' with you, baby, now, now
(Dance with me) Shake your body all over me, woman, dance (Dance with me) Dance, dance with me, baby
Dance with me, woman (Shake it up, shake it up now, baby) (Shake it up, shake it up now, baby) Dance with me, woman, with me, woman (Shake it up, shake it up now, baby) (Shake it up, shake it up now, baby)
Pretty little thing I wish that you were mine, yeah You know every move to make with your body And you do it fine, do it fine
Dancing with you, girl, like this Is `bout to cause a fire, yeah Look at me I'm soakin' wet Like I was in a shower When I'm dancin' with you, baby, now, now
(Dance with me) Shake your body all over me, woman, dance (Dance with me) Dance, baby, dance with me, baby
Dance with me, woman (Shake it up, shake it up now, baby) (Shake it up, shake it up now, baby) Dance with me, woman, with me, woman (Shake it up, shake it up now, baby) (Shake it up, shake it up now, baby Party, baby
Ooh, ooh, ooh Where's the party {Party over here} Say what? {Party over there}
Ooh, ooh, ooh Where's the party {Party over here} Say what? {Party over there}
Wooh
(Shake it up, shake it up now, baby) Dance with me, woman, with me, woman (Shake it up, shake it up now, baby) Party, baby
Hoo
(Shake it up) (Shake it up) Shake your body all over me, woman (Shake it up) Dance with me, dance with me, woman, dance with me (Shake it up) Woman, dance (Shake it up) Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (Shake it up)
Woman, just dance with me Woman, just dance with me Baby, just dance with me Sugar, just dance with me Blow, boys
An Cailín Gaelach (Traditional) Performer(s): Maighread Ní Dhomnaill
B'aite liom féin a bheith 'r thaoibh mhalaidh shléibhe 'Gus cailín Gaelach a bheith 'mo chóir Bheinn dá bréagadh is a' teannadh léithe 'Gus dar liom féin 'riú gur dheas ar ndóigh
'G éirí domh féin ar maidin an lae ghil 'S mé ag gabháil fán choill chraobhaigh is mé ag seoladh bó Tharlaigh domh 'n spéirbhean 'na suí ar a' léana 'S a fallaing léithe is í lán de chnódhann'
D'fhiafair mé daoithe go ciúin 's go céillí An nglacfaidh tú póg uaim, a stór mo chroí? D'fhoscail sí a béilín 'gus labhair sí Béarla Sé dúirt sí: Pray, sir, and let me be
'S maith an airí ar na buaibh s sanntú 'Gus bheinnse dá seoladh amuigh sa lá Im agus bainne ghil ar theacht an tsamhraidh 'S mar gheall ar bhólacht a phóstar mná
Dance To The Music Composer(s): Sylvester "Sly Stone" Stewart Performer(s): Sly & The Family Stone
Cynthia: Get up and dance to the music! Get on up and dance to the fonky music! All: Dance to the Music Dance to the Music Freddie: Hey Greg! Greg: What? Freddie: All we need is a drummer, for people who only need a beat I'm gonna add a little guitar and make it easy to move your feet Larry: I'm gonna add some bottom, so that the dancers just won't hide Sly: You might like to hear my organ playing "Ride Sally Ride" You might like to hear the horns blowin', Cynthia on the throne, yeah! Cynthia & Jerry got a message they're sayin' Cynthia: All the squares, go home! All: Dance to the Music Dance to the Music
An Awful Thing To Waste Composer(s): Rick Davies Performer(s): Supertramp
You say that you could do with a break Had about all you can take You need to find somewhere you can run to
Somewhere a long way from here Somewhere where the skies are all clear Somewhere you can think all your thoughts through
It took a long time to make me understand You gotta meet life and shake it by the hand You gotta use your emotion You talk a nice line to put your mind at ease You want to sit back and count your memories But that's no solution
I don't want to harp about it But what you gonna do about it?
Look at how you're set in your ways You used to be so willing to face Any kind of problem before you Life is not as long as you think Open up your mind and you'll see Don't destroy yourself I implore you
You've got a fine wife, a perfect family You had it all planned to live so carefully But where does it get you They say the mind is an awful thing to waste And that's a fact that you must come to face What more can I tell you?
I don't want to harp about it But what you gonna do about it?
You have everything that you need You only have to try to succeed And realize it's all waiting for you Living life this way is a bust If you have to suffer you must Don't you know we want to applaud you
Dance To The Bop Composer(s): Floyd Edge Performer(s): Gene Vincent and various other artists
Well there's a little juke joint on the outside of town Where the cats pick 'em up and lay 'em down You get your gal, I'll get mine And we'll get together and we'll have a good time
We'll dance a little bit to the bop, to the bop Dance a little bit to the bop Well dance a little bit to the bop Well now dance to the rock 'n' roll
Yeah now, dance, dance, dance Well, dance, dance, dance Yeah now, dance, dance, dance Well, dance, dance, dance Well now dance, well dance to the rock 'n' roll (Now got it, git it)
Well the cats come rockin' in two by two Some come single like me and you Dancin' to the bop is their delight Well when thet get right, they'll dance all night
They'll dance a little bit to the bop, to the bop Dance a little bit to the bop Dance a little bit to the bop Well now dance to the rock 'n' roll
Yeah now, dance, dance, dance Well, dance, dance, dance Yeah now, dance, dance, dance Well, dance, dance, dance Well now dance, well dance to the rock 'n' roll (Yeah, now rock it)
Yeah...We'll dance a little bit to the bop, to the bop Dance a little bit to the bop Dance a little bit to the bop Well now dance to the rock 'n' roll
Yeah now, dance, dance, dance Well, dance, dance, dance Now, dance, dance, dance Well, dance, dance, dance Well now dance, well now dance to the rock 'n' roll
