Retro-Songteksten: Evergreens, Classics, Old-Time Favourites, Hits Uit Onze Jeugd
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Goin Back Composer(s): Gerry Goffin - Carole King Performer(s): Dusty Springfield
I think Im goin back To the things I learned so well In my youth
I think Im returning to Those days When I was young enough To know the truth
Now there are no games To only pass the time No more colouring books No christmas bells to chime
But thinking young And growing older Is no sin And I can play The game of life to win
I can recall the time When I wasnt ashamed To reach out to a friend And now I think Ive got A lot more than A skipping rope to lend
Now theres more to do Than watch my sailboat glide And everyday can be My magic carpet ride And I can play hide and seek with my fears And live my days instead of counting my years
Let everyone debate the true reality Id rather see the world the way it used to be A little bit of freedoms All we lack So catch me if you can Im goin back
Dead Skunk
((Dutch Version: Een Witte Eend (Op Het Midden Van De Weg) (Ciska Peters & Ronnie Tober) - 1974))
Composer(s): Loudon Wainwright III
First release by: Loudon Wainwright III - 1972
Covered by multiple other artists
Crossin' the highway late last night He shoulda looked left and he shoulda looked right He didn't see the station wagon car The skunk got squashed and there you are!
You got yer Dead skunk in the middle of the road Dead skunk in the middle of the road You got yer dead skunk in the middle of the road Stinkin' to high Heaven!
Take a whiff on me, that ain't no rose! Roll up yer window and hold yer nose You don't have to look and you don't have to see 'Cause you can feel it in your olfactory
You got yer Dead skunk in the middle of the road Dead skunk in the middle of the road You got yer dead skunk in the middle of the road Stinkin' to high Heaven!
Yeah you got yer dead cat and you got yer dead dog On a moonlight night you got yer dead toad frog Got yer dead rabbit and yer dead raccoon The blood and the guts they're gonna make you swoon! You got yer Dead skunk in the middle of the road Dead skunk in the middle of the road You got yer dead skunk in the middle of the road Stinkin' to high Heaven!
C'mon stink!
You got it! It's dead, it's in the middle Dead skunk in the middle! Dead skunk in the middle of the road Stinkin' to high heaven! All over the road, technicolor man! Oh, you got pollution It's dead, it's in the middle And it's stinkin' to high, high Heaven!
Another Hit And Run Composer(s): Joe Elliott - Rick Savage Performer(s): Def Leppard
Union Jack is back with a hole in his head He's gettin' badly burned every time He's laughin' at me and dancin' on my sneakers And his sixties songs are blowin' up my speakers
I say you got no respect Respect for authority You're just playing your dirty tricks And then come cryin' to me
Hit and run, hit and run It's just a hit and run Another hit and run
The bulldog lost his bite and his breath has gone bad And the whole damn world is really laughin' mad
I say you got no respect Respect for authority You're just playing your dirty tricks And then come cryin' to me
Hit and run, hit and run It's just a hit and run Another hit and run
Hit it!! Oh bring it down Oh you bring it down
I say you ain't got no respect I say you ain't got no respect No you ain't got no respect And you hit me when I'm down
Hit and run, hit and run It's just another hit and run I said it's just another hit and run
Oh yeah, hit and run Oh yeah, hit and run Oh yeah, hit and run Oh yeah, hit and run Oh yeah, hit and run It's just another hit and run Hit and run
Dead Presidents
Composer(s): Billy "The Kid" Emerson - Willie Dixon
First release by: Little Walter - 1964
Covered by multiple other artists
Them dead presidents Them dead presidents Well I ain't broke but I'm badly bent Everybody loves them dead presidents
A little bit of Lincoln can't park the car Washington he can't go too far Jefferson is good, played the track If you think you're gonna bring some big bitch back
Them dead presidents...
Hamilton on a ten can get you straight But Jackson on a twenty is really great And if you're talkin about a poor man's friend Grant will get you out of whatever you're in
Them dead presidents...
A hundred dollar Franklin is really sweet A five hundred McKinley is the one for me If I get a Cleveland I'm really set A thousand dollar Cleveland is hard to get
Another Hand Shakin' Goodbye Composer(s): Dallas Frazier Performer(s): Jerry Lee Lewis
No matter who I'm dreaming with Honey you start talking in my sleep Then I wake up and start making up A lie while you sleep Like an old time friend I squeeze her hand And I walk away unsatisfied Another Try Another Cry Another Hand Shakin' Goodbye
I laughed a lot with Mary Ann I cried with Melody And Rose Marie was more than just a little close to Jerry Lee I can't count the hearts I've stepped on Because of loving you Another Try Another Cry Another Hand Shakin' Goodbye
I laughed a lot with Mary Ann I cried with Melody Rose Marie was more than just a little close to Jerry Lee Lord I can't count the hearts I've stepped on Because of loving her Another Try Another Cry Another Hand Shakin' Goodbye Another Try Another Cry Another Hand Shakin' Goodbye Have Mercy Baby ...
Dead Man's Curve
Composer(s): Jan Berry - Roger Christian - Artie Kornfeld - Brian Wilson
First release by: Jan & Dean - 1963
Covered by multiple other artists
I was cruisin' in my Stingray late one night When an XKE pulled up on the right He rolled down the window of his shiny new Jag And challenged me then and there to a drag I said "You're on buddy -- my mill's running fine Let's come off the line now at Sunset and Vine But I'll go you one better, if you've got the nerve Let's race all the way -- to Dead Man's Curve" (Dead Man's Curve) is no place to play (Dead Man's Curve) you'd best keep away (Dead Man's Curve) I can hear 'em say "Won't come back from Dead Man's Curve" The street was deserted late Friday night We were buggin' each other while we sat out the light We both popped the clutch when the light turned green You shoulda heard the whine from my screamin' machine! I flew past La Brea, Schwab's and Crescent Heights And all the Jag could see were my six taillights He passed me at Doheny then I started to swerve But I pulled her out and there we were - at Dead Man's Curve (Dead Man's Curve) is no place to play (Dead Man's Curve...) "Well, the last thing I remember, Doc I started to swerve And then I saw the Jag slide into the curve I know I'll never forget that horrible sight I guess I found out for myself that everyone was right" Won't come back from Dead Man's Curve... (Dead Man's Curve) is no place to play (Dead Man's Curve) you'd best keep away (Dead Man's Curve) I can hear 'em say "Won't come back from Dead Man's Curve" (Dead Man's Curve) is no place to play (Dead Man's Curve) you'd best keep away (Dead Man's Curve) I can hear 'em say "Won't come back from Dead Man's Curve"
Another Girl Composer(s): John Lennon - Paul McCartney First recording/First release by: The Beatles - 1965
For I have got another girl, another girl
You're making me say that I've got nobody but you But as from today well I've got somebody that's new I ain't no fool and I don't take what I don't want For I have got another girl, another girl
She's sweeter that all the girls and I've met quite a few Nobody in all the world can do what she can do And so I'm telling you this time you'd better stop For I have got another girl
Another girl who will love me till the end Through thick and thin she will always be my friend
I don't wanna say that I've been unhappy with you But as from today, well I've seen somebody that's new I ain't no fool and I don't take what I don't want For I have got another girl
Another girl who will love me till the end Through thick and thin she will always be my friend
For I have got another girl
Another girl who will love me till the end Through thick and thin she will always be my friend
Another Door Composer(s): Carly Simon Performer(s): Carly Simon
Some destination A footstep in the sand Some indication A truth to understand I'm going hunting To find it if I can But it might be just an arrow To still some other plan
Hidden meanings and love's strange ways Keep me looking for more and more But all I find is that behind Each new door is another door
Time's printed pages Words you won't forget go out and try to live them you'll be an angel yet I'm going hunting I think I'll win the bet But it might end up winning me sorrow And leaving my soul in debt
Hidden meanings and love's strange ways Keep me looking for more and more But all I find is that behind Each new door is another door
Dead Flowers ((Danish Version: Sig Farvel Sigøjner (Peter Belli) - 1971)) Composer(s): Mick Jagger - Keith Richards First release by: The Rolling Stones - 1971 Covered by multiple other artists
Well, when you're sitting there In your silk upholstered chair Talking to some rich folks that you know Well I hope you won't see me In my ragged company You know I could never be alone
Take me down little Susie, take me down I know you think you're the Queen of the Underground And you can send me dead flowers every morning Send me dead flowers by the mail Send me dead flowers to my wedding And I won't forget to put roses on your grave
Well, when you're sitting back In your rose pink Cadillac Making bets on Kentucky Derby Day I'll be in my basement room With a needle and a spoon And another girl to take my pain away
Take me down little Susie, take me down I know you think you're the Queen of the Underground And you can send me dead flowers every morning Send me dead flowers by the mail Send me dead flowers to my wedding And I won't forget to put roses on your grave
Take me down little Susie, take me down I know you think you're the Queen of the Underground And you can send me dead flowers every morning Send me dead flowers by the US mail Say it with dead flowers at my wedding And I won't forget to put roses on your grave No I won't forget to put roses on your grave
Dead End Street
Composer(s): Ray Davies
First release by: The Kinks - 1966
There's a crack up in the ceiling And the kitchen sink is leaking Out of work and got no money A Sunday joint of bread and honey
What are we living for? Two-roomed apartment on the second floor No money coming in The rent collector's knocking, trying to get in
We are strictly second class We don't understand (Dead end!) Why we should be on dead end street (Dead end!) People are living on dead end street (Dead end!) Gonna die on dead end street
Dead end street (yeah) Dead end street (yeah)
On a cold and frosty morning Wipe my eyes and stop me yawning And my feet are nearly frozen Boil the tea and put some toast on
What are we living for? Two-roomed apartment on the second floor No chance to emigrate I'm deep in debt and now it's much too late
We both want to work so hard We can't get the chance (Dead end!) People live on dead end street (Dead end!) People are dying on dead end street (Dead end!) Gonna die on dead end street
Dead end street (yeah) Dead end street (yeah)
(Dead end!) People live on dead end street (Dead end!) People are dying on dead end street (Dead end!) Gonna die on dead end street
Dead end street (yeah) Dead end street (yeah) Dead end street (yeah) Head to my feet (yeah) Dead end street (yeah) Dead end street (yeah) Dead end street (yeah) How's it feel? (yeah) How's it feel? (yeah) Dead end street (yeah) Dead end street (yeah)
I just couldn't breath The air was too thin up there I wanted to leave but nobody seemed to care Then you came into my life Brought me hope so I could see my way And now my life's changed in so many ways I've been fooling myself, thinking that I.....could make it all by myself That's living a lie Then you came into my life Picked me up when I thought I was lost And now I'll keep you, no matter what the cost
I won't make it home I've already been shown I won't see another day or it's gone
I'm pushin' hard 'cause I'm so afraid of dyin' I've got to make it home to see her one more time Mistakes I've made will follow me home They won't be paid till I'm dead and gone Till I'm dead and gone Till I'm ...............dead and gone
Another Day, Another Town Composer(s): Jim Croce Performer(s): Jim & Ingrid Croce
My dusty feet have kicked the stones Between a thousand railroad ties From Boston down to New Orleans I left the girls a cryin' But I've still got some ramblin' in me Got some miles left on my shoes And before I take a job again I'll have to be low-down Cryin' the blues So it's goodbye, baby, the whistle is a blowin' If I miss the train I'll have to stay around But as long as those railroad tracks go on unending I'll be off to another day in another town
You say you'd like to ramble with me This ain't no life for a girl Too many people out to get you in a hobo's world And it gets mighty cold when you're on the road 'Cause a boxcar never was a home But you could join me if you want I'm gettin' mighty tired of bein' alone So it's goodbye, baby, the whistle is a blowin' If we miss the train we'll have to stay around But as long as those railroad tracks go on unending We'll be off to another day in another town
But as long as those railroad tracks go on unending We'll be off to another day in another town We'll be off to another day in another town
Dead And Gone Composer(s): Enrico Rosenbaum Performer(s): Gypsy
Six days of runnin' I've been trying to make it home And they pursue me till they get back what I stole Mistakes I've made will follow me home They won't be paid till I'm dead and gone
I know they're closin' in I feel them close behind I just can't shake 'em, It's as if they knew my mind Mistakes I've made will follow me home They won't be paid till I'm dead and gone
I won't make it home I've already been shown I won't see another day or it's gone
I'm pushin' hard 'cause I'm so afraid of dyin' I've got to make it home to see her one more time Mistakes I've made will follow me home They won't be paid till I'm dead and gone Till I'm dead and gone Till I'm ...............dead and gone
I fell in this hole Nothing but darkness there I lost all control believing I'd die there Then you came into my life Picked me up when I thought I was lost And now I'll keep you, no matter what the cost
I just couldn't breath The air was too thin up there I wanted to leave but nobody seemed to care Then you came into my life Brought me hope so I could see my way And now my life's changed in so many ways I've been fooling myself, thinking that I.....could make it all by myself That's living a lie Then you came into my life Picked me up when I thought I was lost And now I'll keep you, no matter what the cost
I won't make it home I've already been shown I won't see another day or it's gone
I'm pushin' hard 'cause I'm so afraid of dyin' I've got to make it home to see her one more time Mistakes I've made will follow me home They won't be paid till I'm dead and gone Till I'm dead and gone Till I'm ...............dead and gone
Dead And Gone Composer(s): Joe Gibson Performer(s): Del Reeves
Where are the flowers that bloom in the spring Where is the song that the birds used to sing Oh, where is the happiness that they used to bring Dead and gone, dead and gone
Tall handsome stranger in June wed my troth Everyone heard me when I made the oath If I couldn't have her, then I'd see them both Dead and gone, dead and gone
Lifeless and still on the ground there they lay What cruel fate made me find them that day That big old black hearse came and hauled them away Dead and gone, dead and gone
Soon they will take me away from my cell Then will my spirit leave this earthly shell Though God knows I'm innocent, but who can I tell Dead and gone, dead and gone Dead and gone, dead and gone
Deacon Blues
Composer(s): Walter Becker - Donald Fagen
First release by: Steely Dan - 1977
Covered by multiple other artists
This is the day of the expanding man That shape is my shade There where I used to stand It seems like only yesterday I gazed through the glass At ramblers, wild gamblers That's all in the past
You call me a fool You say it's a crazy scheme This one's for real I already bought the dream So useless to ask me why Throw a kiss and say goodbye I'll make it this time I'm ready to cross that fine line
I'll learn to work the saxaphone I play just what I feel Drink Scotch whiskey all night long And die behind the wheel They got a name for the winners in the world And I want a name when I lose They call Alabama the Crimson Tide Call me Deacon Blues
My back to the wall A victim of laughing chance This is for me The essence of true romance Sharing the things we know and love With those of my kind Libations Sensations That stagger the mind
I crawl like a viper Through these suburban streets Make love to these women Languid and bittersweet I'll rise when the sun goes down Cover every game in town A world of my own I'll make it my home sweet home
(refrain) This is the night of the expanding man I take one last drag As I approach the stand I cried when I wrote this song Sue me if I play too long This brother is free I'll be what I want to be