Retro-Songteksten: Evergreens, Classics, Old-Time Favourites, Hits Uit Onze Jeugd
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A Hole To Hide In Composer(s): Roger Earl - Lonesome Dave Peverett - Rod Price Performer(s): Foghat
Woke up this mornin' and I crawled out of bed I made a cup of coffee just to clear my head I felt all right 'til I looked on the floor There was a pile of bills stacked against the door I went in the kitchen and drank another cup I sat down at the table and added it up When I discovered how much I owe I said, ooh, ooh, it's time to go
Mailman stay away from my door Got too many bills I don't need no more I don't know what I'm gonna do, but while I'm deciding To save my soul, I'm going to find me a hole to hide in
Everyday it's the same old thing I know in advance what the man's gonna bring Registered letters from all over town Those final reminders are gettin' me down I once had money, but it's all been spent And now the landlord said he needs the rent Telephone company cuttin' off my phone Why don't they all just leave me alone?
Mailman keep away from my door Got too many bills I don't need no more I don't know what I'm gonna do, but while I'm deciding To save my soul, I'm going to find me a hole to hide in
Mailman, stay away from my door Mailman stay away from my door Mailman stay away from my door Mailman yea, stay away from my door, whoo
You're The First, The Last, My Everything Composer(s): Peter Radcliffe; Tony Sepe; Barry White Performer(s): Barry White; and various other artists
We got it together, didn't we? Nobody but you and me We got it together, baby
My first, my last, my everything And the answer to all my dreams You're my sun, my moon, my guiding star My kind of wonderful, that's what you are
I know there's only, only one like you There's no way they could have made two You're, you're all I'm living for Your love I'll keep for evermore You're the first, my last, my everything
In you I've found so many things A love so new, only you could bring Can't you see if you You'll make me feel this way You're like a first morning dew on a brand new day
I see so many ways that I can love you 'Till the day I die.... You're my reality, yet I'm lost in a dream You're my first, my last, my everything
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I know there's only one, only one like you There's no way they could have made two Girl, you're my reality But I'm lost in a dream You're the first, you're the last, my everything
A Hole To Fill
Composer(s): Bob Geldof
Performer(s): Bob Geldof
Everybody's got a hole to fill
It doesn't matter if your name is Jack or Jill
Everybody's got a hole that they need filled
She wakes up
Still looking lost
And says what's the point of this
And I say not a lot
Still she gets up
And through her weary smile
She tries to find the strength
To carry on a while
Two days ago
She wrote away
To a mail order guru
Her postal sage
Who promised answers
By return of mail
Explaining why
Sometimes it seems
The world has failed
He wrote back
I left the pub last night
And I was just in time
To see them break my windows
And slash my tyres
I'm a liberal I thought
As I felt my anger rise
I was desperately searching
For my feminine side
But my feminine side
Was on her morning coffee break
I beat the shit out of one
And boy, I felt great
Hey Bob, he said don't get annoyed
We all find different ways
To fill up the void
And I said yeah
A Higher Place Composer(s): Tom Petty Performer(s): Tom Petty
We gotta get to a higher place And we gotta leave by night Before that river takes us down We gotta find somewhe re that's dry We gotta run like we never run Or we're gonna lose the light If we don't get to a higher place and Find somebody, can help somebody Might be nobody no more
We gotta get to a higher place And I hope we all arrive together We gotta get to a higher place If we wanna survive the weather
Well, I fool myself and I don't know why I thought we could ride this out I was up all night making up my mind But now I got my doubts I got my eye on the waterline Trying to keep my sense of humor But if we don't get to a higher place and Find somebody, can help somebody Might be nobody no more
We gotta get to a higher place And I hope we all arrive together We gotta get to a higher place If we wanna survive the weather
I remember walking with her in town Her hair was in the wind I gave her my best kiss She gave it back again When I add up what I've left behind I don 't want to lose no more But if we don't get to a higher place and Find somebody, can help somebody Might be nobody no more
You're The Boss Composer(s): Jerry Leiber / Mike Stoller Performer(s): Elvis Presley; and various other artists
When it comes twistin' I just got to keep insistin' Oh baby .... you sure do swing
When it comes twistin' I just got to keep insistin' Oh daddy hey, you are the king
Baby you got me beat up and down inside out and across Oh yeah!
But in the middle of the night when the moon is shining bright Ah! You're the boss
Hey talkin 'bout the days when we ended down the hall romancin' Big daddy Hey! You make the scene
Hey talkin' 'bout dancin' and down on romancin' Oh now baby, you are the queen
Oh when push comes to shove, when it comes down to love You're a horse
Oh yeah! but in the middle of the night when the moon is shining bright Baby, you're the boss
You're the best of everything You're a peach, you're a plum You're a diamond, you're a pearl You're the best of everything Ahh daddy you're my man
Baby you're my girl Now when it comes to knowin' which way the wind is blowin' Now baby, you sure are wise
Yeah! When it comes to knowin' which way the wind is blowin' Oh daddy, you take the prize
Baby you're a genius when it comes to cooking up some chili sauce Oh yeah!
Oh but in the middle of the night when the moon is shining bright Ahh, you're the boss
You're the boss You're the boss You're the boss
But in the middle of the night when the moon is shining bright Ahh, you're the boss You're the boss You're the boss Baby You're the boss Tell me 'bout it baby
A Heartsick Soldier On Heartbreak Ridge Composer(s): Ernest Tubb - Max Fidler - Nelie Kane Performer(s): Ernest Tubb
Im tired and weary, forgotten and blue With only one question in mind How long, O how long, till Im back home again With the Sweetheart I left behind
Im A Heartsick Soldier On Heartbreak Ridge Across from the River of Si Where the shells burst around me And cover the sound of a poor lonely heart when it cries
Does the girl I love know I miss her tonight And how often I mention her name Does she know how I long for the sound of her voice And the love letters that never came
Im A Heartsick Soldier On Heartbreak Ridge Across from the River of Si Where the shells burst around me And cover the sound of a poor lonely heart when it cries
Will my prayers be answered on Heartbreak Ridge Will the one that I love still be true Does she count the hours until I return My poor heart could rest if I knew
Im A Heartsick Soldier On Heartbreak Ridge Across from the River of Si Where the shells burst around me And cover the sound of a poor lonely heart when it cries
You're Telling Me Lies Composer(s): Rudy Martinez Performer(s): Question Mark & The Mysterians
You're telling me lies You're putting me down You're starting to make me cry Your told me this morning You love me so But still I know you lie
You better stop girl You better stop now
You're telling me lies You're putting me down You're starting to make me cry
You better stop You better stop girl
You're telling me lies You're putting me down You're starting to make me cry
What happened last night You was so real And so much in love What did I say to change your mind And give me the brush
You better stop girl You better stop now
You're telling me lies You're putting me down You're starting to make me cry
You better stop now You better stop girl
You're telling me lies You're putting me down You're starting to make me cry
Alright
You're telling me lies You're putting me down You're starting to make me cry can't you see
Your told me this morning You love me so But still I know you lie
You better stop girl You better stop now
You're telling me lies You're putting me down You're starting to make me cry
You better stop You better stop girl
You're telling me lies You're putting me down You're starting to make me cry You're telling me lies You're putting me down You're starting to make me cry
A Heart In New York Composer(s): Benny Gallagher - Graham Lyle Performer(s): Art Garfunkel; Simon & Garfunkel
New York, to that tall skyline I come, flying in from London to your door New York, looking down on Central Park where they say you should not wander after dark New York, like a scene from all those movies but you're real enough to me, but there's a heart a heart that lives in New York
A heart in New York, a rose on the street I write my song to that city heartbeat A heart in New York, a love in her eye, an open door and a friend for the night New York, you got money on your mind and my words won't make a dime's worth a difference, so here's to you New York New York, now my plane is touching down
You're Such A Good Looking Woman Composer(s): Albert Hammond; Lee Hazlewood Performer(s): Joe Dolan
When God created a woman for me He must have been in a beautiful mood To show the world what a woman could be When he created a woman like you He made the sun shine right out of your eyes And made the moon glow all over your hair He put a soft summer breeze in your sighs So you would breathe summer into the air
Oh me, oh my, you make me sigh You're such a good lookin' woman When people stop and people stare You know it fills my heart with pride You watch their eyes, they're so surprised They think you've fallen out of heaven. And if you listen to what they're talkin' about They're talkin' about who's walkin' about with an angel at his side
Up there in heaven I'll bet they are mad I'll bet somebody will want to know why The most incredible angel they had Was found to be quite unable to fly D'you know what they had forgotten to do Up there where they make all those heavenly things They made an angel as lovely as you But they'd forgotten to fit you with wings
Oh me, oh my, you make me sigh You're such a good lookin' woman When people stop and people stare You know it fills my heart with pride You watch their eyes, they're so surprised They think you've fallen out of heaven. And if you listen to what they're talkin' about They're talkin' about who's walkin' about with an angel at his side
A Healer Like Time Composer(s): Hank Cochran Performer(s): Eddie Cochran; Big Sandy & His Fly-Rite Boys
My heart was a playground where you played about When you got through playin' you just walked out I thought when you left me, that I'd lose my mind But now I've forgotten with a healer like time They said I'd forget you, I thought they were wrong I thought for a lifetime, my love would be strong But now I've forgotten and you're out of my mind Oh I'm so thankful for a healer like time
I used to remember the dreams that we knew When your life was my life, your thoughts were mine too But since we have parted, I've forgotten by far Oh I'm so thankful for a healer like time
You're Still On My Mind Composer(s): Luke McDaniel Performer(s): George Jones; and various other artists
The jukebox is playin' a honky-tonk song "One more", I keep sayin', "and then I'll go home" What good will it do me, I know what I'll find An empty bottle, a broken heart and you're still on my mind
The people are dancin' and havin' their fun And I sit here thinkin' about what you have done To try and forget you, I've turned to the wine An empty bottle, a broken heart and you're still on my mind
Alone and forsaken, so blue I could cry I just sit here drinkin' till the bottle runs dry What good will it do me, I know what I'll find An empty bottle, a broken heart and you're still on my mind An empty bottle, a broken heart and you're still on my mind
A Hazy Shade Of Winter Composer(s): Paul Simon First release by: Simon & Garfunkel - 1968 Covered by multiple other artists
Time, time, time See what's become of me
Time, time, time, see what's become of me While I looked around for my possibilities I was so hard to please
Look around, leaves are brown And the sky is a hazy shade of winter
Hear the Salvation Army Band Down by the riverside, it's bound to be a better ride Than what you've got planned, carry a cup in your hand
Look around, leaves are brown And the sky is a hazy shade of winter
Hang onto your hopes, my friend That's an easy thing to say but if your hopes should pass away Simply pretend that you can build them again
Look around, grass is high Fields are ripe, it's the springtime of my life
Seasons change with their scenery Weaving time in a tapestry Won't you stop and remember me
Look around, leaves are brown And the sky is a hazy shade of winter Look around, leaves are brown There's a patch of snow on the ground Look around, leaves are brown There's a patch of snow on the ground Look around, leaves are brown There's a patch of snow on the ground
You're Still A Young Man Composer(s): Emilio Castillo; Stephen Kupka Performer(s): Tower Of Power; Bloodstone; Jay Perez
You're still a young man, baby Whoo-ooh, don't waste your time You're still a young man, baby Whoo-ooh, don't waste your time Down on my knees heart in hand I was accused of being too young but I'm not so young Can't you understand that I think like a man?
You're still a young man, baby Whoo-ooh, don't waste your time You're still a young man, baby Whoo-ooh, don't waste your time
Back once again begging you please Darling, think twice about me 'cause I'm not so bad I could make you happy I'm not a mad lad
(You're too young to love) If you and I could be together (You're too young to love) I'd get to you through any weather (You're too young to love) I love you and I love you only (You're too young to love) I'd never leave you lonely You're too young, whoo-ooh, don't waste your time
The damage is done you'll see that you're wrong You'll wake up wondering just how well I've done Well, I've done all right Yes, there are some girls but I'd drop them on sight Just for you because I love you
You're still a young man, baby Whoo-ooh, don't waste your time...
You're Some Pretty Doll Composer(s): Clarence Williams
You're so pretty, oh! so pretty You're some pretty doll You've got the kind of eyes that seem to talk They make me get so nervous that I have to walk Oh! I love you, how I love you More and more each day You've got some smile, you're pretty too And I've a million dollars that I'll spend on you 'Cause you're so pretty Oh! so pretty You're some pretty doll
Now listen Dolly, come over here There's something I must whisper in your ear You've got me hanging 'round you like a child It seems as if you're goin' to drive me wild These words I tell you are really true And what I say I'll surely do Oh! you're cute and handsome, I can't help but fall You're just a perfect Doll
Your baby ways and your loving smile It sets my heart jumping all the while Those charming little curls and dimples too They make me know that it is you, just you I wonder if your dear heart is mine If so, it is a joy divine Oh! won't you tell me and put my heart at ease Oh! for a loving squeeze
You're so pretty, oh! so pretty You're some pretty doll You've got the kind of eyes that seem to talk They make me get so nervous that I have to walk Oh! I love you, how I love you, More and more each day You've got some smile, you're pretty too And I've a million dollars that I'll spend on you 'Cause you're so pretty Oh! so pretty You're some pretty doll
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Alternate Version: Ugly Chile Composer(s): Clarence Williams; Johnny Mercer Performer(s): Johnny Mercer
You're so pretty Oh! so pretty You're some pretty doll You've got the kind of eyes that seem to talk They make me get so nervous that I have to walk Oh! I love you, how I love you More and more each day You've got some smile, you're pretty too Ive got a million dollars that I'll spend on you 'Cause you're so pretty, oh! o pretty You're some pretty doll
Now that's the way my folks would always sing to me When I was just a blossom on my family tree But when I got around to datin' my first chick This is what she said, an' did she spread it thick...
Hey! You're ugly, oh! so ugly You're some ugly chile The clothes you wear are not in style You look like an ape every time you smile How I hate you, you alligator bait, you Why don't you lay down and die How I hate you, you alligator bait, you An' here's the reason why...
You're knock kneed, pigeon toed, box ankled You're big foot, barefoot slue footed too How'd they ever get a pair of shoes on you Your short and squatty, just nobody You're some Ugly Chile What a joke on your family when along comes you You're dippy, dappy, hey! slap happy You're some Ugly Chile!
A Hard Rain's A-Gonna Fall Composer(s): Bob Dylan First release by: Bob Dylan - 1963 Covered by multiple other artists
Oh, where have you been, my blue-eyed son? Oh, where have you been, my darling young one? I've stumbled on the side of twelve misty mountains I've walked and I've crawled on six crooked highways I've stepped in the middle of seven sad forests I've been out in front of a dozen dead oceans I've been ten thousand miles in the mouth of a graveyard And it's a hard, and it's a hard, it's a hard, and it's a hard And it's a hard rain's a-gonna fall
Oh, what did you see, my blue-eyed son? Oh, what did you see, my darling young one? I saw a newborn baby with wild wolves all around it I saw a highway of diamonds with nobody on it I saw a black branch with blood that kept drippin' I saw a room full of men with their hammers a-bleedin' I saw a white ladder all covered with water I saw ten thousand talkers whose tongues were all broken I saw guns and sharp swords in the hands of young children And it's a hard, and it's a hard, it's a hard, it's a hard And it's a hard rain's a-gonna fall
And what did you hear, my blue-eyed son? And what did you hear, my darling young one? I heard the sound of a thunder, it roared out a warnin' Heard the roar of a wave that could drown the whole world Heard one hundred drummers whose hands were a-blazin' Heard ten thousand whisperin' and nobody listenin' Heard one person starve, I heard many people laughin' Heard the song of a poet who died in the gutter Heard the sound of a clown who cried in the alley And it's a hard, and it's a hard, it's a hard, it's a hard And it's a hard rain's a-gonna fall
Oh, who did you meet, my blue-eyed son? Who did you meet, my darling young one? I met a young child beside a dead pony I met a white man who walked a black dog I met a young woman whose body was burning I met a young girl, she gave me a rainbow I met one man who was wounded in love I met another man who was wounded with hatred And it's a hard, it's a hard, it's a hard, it's a hard It's a hard rain's a-gonna fall
Oh, what'll you do now, my blue-eyed son? Oh, what'll you do now, my darling young one? I'm a-goin' back out 'fore the rain starts a-fallin' I'll walk to the depths of the deepest black forest Where the people are many and their hands are all empty Where the pellets of poison are flooding their waters Where the home in the valley meets the damp dirty prison Where the executioner's face is always well hidden Where hunger is ugly, where souls are forgotten Where black is the color, where none is the number And I'll tell it and think it and speak it and breathe it And reflect it from the mountain so all souls can see it Then I'll stand on the ocean until I start sinkin' But I'll know my song well before I start singin' And it's a hard, it's a hard, it's a hard, it's a hard It's a hard rain's a-gonna fall
You're So Vain Composer(s): Carly Simon Performer(s): Carly Simon; and various other artists
You walked into the party like you were walking onto a yacht Your hat strategically dipped below one eye Your scarf it was apricot You had one eye in the mirror as you watched yourself gavotte And all the girls dreamed that they'd be your partner They'd be your partner, and....
You're so vain, you probably think this song is about you You're so vain, I'll bet you think this song is about you Don't you? Don't you?
You had me several years ago when I was still quite naive Well you said that we made such a pretty pair and that you would never leave But you gave away the things you loved and one of them was me I had some dreams they were clouds in my coffee, clouds in my coffee and....
You're so vain, you probably think this song is about you.....
Well I hear you went up to Saratoga and your horse naturally won Then you flew your Lear jet up to Nova Scotia to see the total eclipse of the sun Well you're where you should be all of the time And when you're not you're with Some underworld spy or the wife of a close friend Wife of a close friend, and....
You're so vain, you probably think this song is about you.....
