Retro-Songteksten: Evergreens, Classics, Old-Time Favourites, Hits Uit Onze Jeugd
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Waar m'n wiegje heeft gestaan 't Is niet ver hier vandaan Heeft geluk me omringt al die jaren Tussen bloesem en bomen Kon ik zorgeloos dromen En geluk kon ik daar al gaan sparen 't Was op een heel klein station Waar m'n leven begon 'k Leerde daar van m'n ouders toen lopen Daar vertrok toen m'n trein 'k Moet er dankbaar voor zijn Nu ben ik groot, maar eens was ik klein
Bedankt liever ouders Bedankt voor 't leven Bedankt lieve ouders Voor wat u mij hebt gegeven Ik begrijp nu pas goed Wat u voor mij hebt gedaan Bedankt dat mijn wiegje In uw huis eens mocht staan
U had om mij wel eens verdriet Maar dat weet een ander niet Toch bleef u van mij altijd houden Ik kreeg van God een lieve vrouw En een kind wara 'k veel van hou Waar ik samen m'n leven mee bouwde Ik denk weer terug aan 't station Waar m'n leven toen begon Waar de trein voor 't eerst toen ging rijden We kenden vreugde en pijn Ik zal er dankbaar voor zijn Nu ben ik groot, maar eens was ik klein
Bedankt liever ouders Bedankt voor 't leven Bedankt lieve ouders Voor wat u mij hebt gegeven Ik begrijp nu pas goed Wat u voor mij hebt gedaan Bedankt dat mijn wiegje In uw huis eens mocht staan
Bedankt liever ouders Bedankt voor 't leven Bedankt lieve ouders Voor wat u mij hebt gegeven Ik begrijp nu pas goed Wat u voor mij hebt gedaan Bedankt dat mijn wiegje In uw huis eens mocht staan
Deuces Are Wild
Composer(s): Steven Tyler - Jim Vallance
Performer(s): Aerosmith
Ahhh, I love to look into your big brown eyes
They talk to me and seem to hypnotize
They say the things nobody dares to say
And I'm not about to let you fly away
My lover with no jet lag
We're stayin' up all night in my sleeping bag
You got a heart beatin' rhythm
From the subterranean
I really love you little girl
I don't need to explain
I love you 'cause your Deuces are Wild girl
Like a double shot of love is so fine
I been lovin' you since you was a child girl
'Cause you an' me is two of a kind
Ahhh, like déjà-vu I feel like I been here
Or somewhere else but you been always near
It's you that's in my dreams I'm beggin' for
But I woke up when someone slammed the door
So hard I fell outta bed
Screamin' mama's little baby loves shortnin' bread
And the moral of the story I can testify
I get stoned on you girl
That's the best reason why
I love you 'cause your Deuces are Wild girl
Like a double shot of love is so fine
I been lovin' you since you was a child girl
'Cause you an' me is two of a kind
Apple Of My Eye Composer(s): Pete Ham Performer(s): Badfinger
Oh, I'm sorry, but it's time to move away Though inside my heart, I really want to stay Believe the love we have is so sincere You know, the gift you have will always be
You're the apple of my eye You're the apple of my heart But now, the time has come to part
Oh, I'm sorry, but it's time to make a stand Though we never meant to bite the lovin' hand And now, the time has come to walk alone We were the children, now we've overgrown
You're the apple of my eye You're the apple of my heart But now, the time has come to part
Oh, I'm sorry, but it's time to move away Though inside my heart, I really want to stay Believe the love we have is so sincere You know, the gift you have will always be
You're the apple of my eye You're the apple of my heart But now, the time has come to part
Now, the time has come to part Now, the time has come to part
Deuce And A Quarter
Composer(s): Kevin Gordon - Gwil Owen
Performer(s): Scotty Moore & D.J. Fontana; Keith Richards; Kevin Gordon
Buy a bottle get to feeling good World's lookin' like you think it should Happy hour, Honey everyone's your friend Closing time shut her down again Up in the morning and your facing town Walk the same streets up and down A fire burning in your worn out shoes Every day you got something to prove
A curb feelers and fender skirts Scrub the chrome 'till your elbow hurts A pinstripes and cherry packs grass stains on your second hand slacks Keep on bettin' think you gonna win You can dress it up and try to pretend a car's a car and that's a fact A deuce and a quarter aint no cadillac
Uncle Johnny has a country act His headache is a heart attack Honey bring me down a couple more pills Call the lawyer up and change my will
Ham sandwich and a glass of tea Lunch is cheap but never free Shaking hands and scratching backs Grease stains on your second hand slacks Keep on bettin think you're gonna win You can dress it up and try to pretend A car's a car and thats a fact A deuce and a quarter ain't a cadillac Got a date gotta dress with care Wash the gray right outa my hair
Clean the car and when I'm through Wax it up till it looks brand new
A curb feelers and a fender skirt Scrub the chrome 'till your elbows hurt
Pinstripes and cherry packs grass stains on your second hand slacks
Keep on bettin' think your gonna win You can dress it up and try to pretend
A car's a car, and that's a fact but a Deuce and a quarter aint no cadillac
A car's a car, and that's a fact but a Deuce and a quarter aint no cadillac
Mega Mix Composer(s): Frank Farian - Fred Jay - George Reyam Performer(s): Boney M.
By the rivers of Babylon,where we sat down Yeaaaaeah we wept, remembered Zion (2x)
When the wicked carried us away in capitivity Requered from us a song Now, how shall we sing the Lord's song in a strange land
Sunny, yesterday my life was filled with rain Sunny, you smiled at me and really eased the pain The dark days are gone and the bright days are here my sunny one shines so sincere Sunny, one so true, I love you
Freeze!!!!!!! I'm Ma Baker, But Yer Han"S In The Air An' Gimme All Yer Money
She's crazy, like a fool What about daddy cool daddy, daddy cooool, daddy, daddy coooool daddy, daddy cooool daddy, daddy coooool Hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey
There lived a certain man in Russia long ago He was big and strong, in his eyes a flaming glow most people looked at him with terror and with fear But the Moscow chicks he was such a lovely dear He could preach the bible like a preacher, full of extasy and fire But, he also was a kind of teacher in them put desire
Ra ra Rasputin Lover of the russian queen They put some poison in his wine Ra ra Rasputin, Russia's greatest love machine He drank it all an' set up in fire
Ra ra Rasputin lover of the Russian queen they did'nt quit, they wanted his head Ra ra Rasputin russia's greatest love machine An' so they shot him 'til he was dead
Detroit Rock City
Composer(s): Bob Ezrin - Paul Stanley
First release by: Kiss - 1976
Covered by multiple other artists
I feel uptight on a Saturday night Nine o' clock, the radio's the only light I hear my song and it pulls me through Comes on strong, tells me what I got to do I got to
Get up Everybody's gonna move their feet Get down Everybody's gonna leave their seat You gotta lose your mind in Detroit Rock City
Get up Everybody's gonna move their feet Get down Everybody's gonna leave their seat
Getting late I just can't wait Ten o'clock and I know I gotta hit the road First I drink, then I smoke Start up the car, and I try to make the midnight show
Get up Everybody's gonna move their feet Get down Everybody's gonna leave their seat
Movin' fast, doin' 95 Hit top speed but I'm still movin' much too slow I feel so good, I'm so alive I hear my song playin' on the radio It goes
Get up Everybody's gonna move their feet Get down Everybody's gonna leave their seat
Twelve o'clock, I gotta rock There's a truck ahead, lights starin' at my eyes Oh my God, no time to turn I got to laugh 'cause I know I'm gonna die Why
Get up Everybody's gonna move their feet Get up Everybody's gonna leave their seat
I'll sell my soul for a song Pay the price and carry on And share with you some memories of dreams I can't forget Lovers I have met Applause, applause, let's give the prize To the little lady with the stars in her eyes
Applause, applause, give the singer a chance Treat him right Be polite Maybe he will dance
Applause, applause, give the singer a break How much ca n you give, how much can you take Give the singer a chance, give the singer a chance Anything to buy your soul, and maybe he will dance
Applause, applause, he will stand upon his head Applause, applause, he'll take you to his bed And share with you the memories of dreams he can't forget Applause, applause, let's give the prize To the little lady with the stars in her eyes
And I'll sell my soul for a song Pay the price and carry on And share with you the memories of dreams I can't forget Lovers I have met Applause, applause, let's give the prize To the little lady with the stars in her eyes
Applause, applaus, give the singer a chance Treat him right, be polite And maybe he will dance Applause, applause, give the singer a break How much can you give, how much can you take Oh, give the singer a chance, give the singer a chance Anyhting to buy your soul, and maybe he will dance Maybe he will dance Maybe he will dance, yeah
Detroit City
((Danish Version: Nu Rejser Jeg Hjem (Gustav Winckler) - 1964))
Composer(s): Mel Tillis - Danny Dill
First recording/First release by: Bobby Bare - 1962/1963
Covered by multiple other artists
I want to go home, I want to go home Oh Lord, I want to go home
Last night I went to sleep in Detroit city And I dreamed about those cotton fields and home I dreamed about my mother, dear old papa, sister and brother And I dreamed about that girl, who's been waitin' for so long
I want to go home, I want to go home Oh Lord, I want to go home
Home folks think I'm big in Detroit city From the letters that I write they think I'm fine But by day I make the cars, and by night I make the bars If only they could read between the lines
I want to go home, I want to go home Oh Lord, I want to go home
You know, I rode a freight train north to Detroit city And after all these years I find I've just been wasting my time So I think I'll take my foolish pride, put it on a southbound freight and ride Go on back to the ones I left, who've been waitin' for so long
I want to go home, I want to go home Oh Lord, I want to go home
Rockin' Shoes Composer(s): D. Hill - A. Stevenson Performer(s): The Ames Brothers; Frankie Brent
La la la la...
Now when school is over And the weekend's come My mind's made up To have some fun
I call my baby And I tell her the news Hurry up and put on Your rocking shoes
I'm gonna rock (Rock in rocking shoes) I call her again And I tell her the news
We'll rock (Rock in rocking shoes) Oh, we're gonna dance Away the blues
Oh, well, I open my wallet And I count my loot I comb my hair and I brush my suit
I'm not worried Gonna lose my blues Swing my baby in My rocking shoes
I'm gonna rock (Rock in rocking shoes) I call her again And I tell her the news
We'll rock (Rock in rocking shoes) Oh, we're gonna dance Away the blues
La la la la...
Well, as soon as I get To the sugar shop I'm gonna grab my baby And start a hop
Dancing and a jumping And a carrying on When the music stops I'll still be gone
When the hop is over To the house, I go I love my baby And I tell her so
We kiss goodnight And my head, I lose And I bound away In my rocking shoes
I'm gonna rock (Rock in rocking shoes) I call her again And I tell her the news We'll rock (Rock in rocking shoes) Oh, we're gonna dance away Oh, we're gonna dance away Oh, we're gonna dance away The blues
Detrás Del Muro De Los Lamentos
Composer(s): Fito Paéz
Performer(s): Fito Paéz
Gota que cae sobre el cielo, no besa el suelo lluvia que cae del cielo, y yo la bebo Ah... tu corazón
desnudo mar abierto, no sopla el viento todo resulto un juego, que quita el miedo
y cuando llega la cura calma el a oro la luna y yo que andaba ciego cayo el cielo y no beso el suelo y se detuvo el tiempo detrás del Muro de los Lamentos
Todo lo que hicimos la mentira y la verdad todo lo que hicimos sigue vivo en un lugar
Todo poco a poco va dejando de importar todo menos esos paraísos en el mar y navegar y navegar y navegar...
Please be careful is never careful Till it hears the gun She will always pay the bills For the having big fun He talks so well, what can you do It's pretty plain he means it too I don't want to sell you lines I only mean to do you right But I'm a simple slave of appetite I'm a poor slave of appetite Hunger howls, hungers red Hungers stays till it's fed Then it some h-h-how fades Then it somehow leaves your sight Depending on it's appetite Depending on your appetite So if you take - Then put back good If you steal - be Robin Hood If your eyes are wanting all you see Then I think I'll name you after me I think I'll call you appetite Here she is with two small problems And the best part of the blame Wishes she could call him heartache But it's not a boy's name If you grow up to be, just like him, just like me You're fighting for exclusive rights For honeymoons each sleepless night In which case I'll call you appetite Yes I think I'll call you appetite So if you take - Then put back good If you steal - be Robin Hood If your eyes are wanting all you see Then I think I'll name you after me I think I'll call you appetite So if you take - Then put back good If you steal - be Robin Hood If your eyes are wanting all you see Then I think I'll name you after me I think I'll call you appetite Then I think I'll name you after me I think I'll call you appetite
Detour Ahead
Composer(s): Lou Carter - Herb Ellis - Johnny Freigo
Performer(s): Billie Holiday
Smooth road, clear day But why am I the only one Travelin' this way How starnge the road you love Should be so easy Can there be a detour ahead
Wake up, slow down Before you crash in that yard None of that plown You fool, you're headin' In the wrong direction Can't you see the detour ahead
The further you travel The harder to unraffle The way he spins around you Turn back while there is time Can't you see the danger sign Subshoulders surround you
Smooth road, clear night Oh lucky me, that suddenly I saw the light I'm turniung back away From all this trouble
Ein Mensch Ohne Namen ((Adapted from: A Horse With No Name (America) - 1971)) Composer(s): Dewey Bunnell Performer(s): P. Bernd
Am ersten Tag meiner Reise sah ich Bäume rings umher Und ich hörte Stimmen singen zwischen Gras und Blättermeer Der Nebel der Nacht und der Morgentau sponnen Netzte im Gesicht Die Vögel lasen aus meiner Hand ich vergass den Lärm der Stadt Da sind nur Erde und Wasser und ein Mensch ohne Namen die sich immer in die Augen sehn Es sind Freunde, sie brauchen keinen Namen weil sie sich sowieso oihne Worte verstehn
Nach zwei Tagen konnt ich Berge sehn und die Luft war wie Kristall Ich träumte, es fiel aus dem Wasserfall eine Blume in meinen Mund Und ein alter Zwerg kam aus der Höhle im Berg und baute mir aus Moos ein Bett Da sind nur Erde und Wasser und ein Mensch ohne Namen die sich immer in die Augen sehn Es sind Freunde, sie brauchen keinen Namen weil sie sich sowieso ohne Worte verstehn
Dann am Ende war es rings um mich leer aus den Bergen floss nun ein Meer Und ich spürte das Salz auf meiner Haut der Staub war aufgetaut Im Sand sah ich das Leben das sich unter der Wüste der Wellen ein Reich gebaut Keine Menschen können je hinein leben weiter in ihrem Meeresstein Da sind nur Erde und Wasser und ein Mensch ohne Namen die sich immer in die Augen sehn Es sind Freunde, sie brauchen keinen Namen weil sie sich sowieso oihne Worte verstehn
Detour (There's A Muddy Road Ahead) Composer(s): Paul Westmoreland First release by: Spade Cooley and His Orch. Covered by multiple other artists
Detour, there's a muddy road ahead, detour Paid no mind to what it said Detour, oh these bitter things I find Should have read That detour sign
Headed down life's crooked road, lots of things I never knowed Because of me not knowin', I now pine Trouble got in the trail, spent the next 5 years in jail Should have read (should have read) that detour sign
Detour, there's a muddy road ahead, detour Paid no mind to what it said Detour, oh these bitter things I find Should have read That detour sign
When I got right to the place where it said "About Face" I thought that all my worries were behind But the farther I go, more sorrow I know Should have read (should have read) That detour sign
Detour, there's a muddy road ahead, detour Paid no mind to what it said Detour, oh these bitter things I find Should have read That detour sign
When I got stuck in the mud all my hopes dropped with a thud I guess that my heart strings are made of twine Have no willpower to get from the hole that I'm in yet Should have read (should have read) that detour sign
Detour, there's a muddy road ahead, detour Paid no mind to what it said Detour, oh these bitter things I find Should have read That detour sign
Should have read that detour sign Should have read that detour sign (that detour sign)
The Busiest Memory In Town Composer(s): Geoffrey Morgan Performer(s): Dickey Lee; Ronnie Milsap; Ernest Tubb
You're with me from my first cup of coffee Right up till that last beer goes down You're on my mind so I can't sleep till morning You're the busiest mem'ry in town Had a talk last night with your new love But then he mentioned a few more you'd found So we drank a toast to the next one and the busiest mem'ry in town
Babe sometimes you simply amaze me With how fast you spread that heartache around It must be hello, I love you, I'm leaving You're the busiest mem'ry in town
Babe sometimes you simply amaze me... It must be hello, I love you, I'm leaving You're the busiest mem'ry in town
Deteriorata!
Composer(s): Christopher Guest - Tony Hendra
Performer(s): National Lampoon; Norman Rose
You are a fluke
Of the universe
You have no right to be here...
Deteriorata! Deteriorata!
Go placidly
Amid the noise and waste
And remember what comfort there may be
In owning a piece thereof
Avoid quiet and passive persons
Unless you are in need of sleep
Ro-tate your tires
Speak glowingly of those greater than yourself
And heed well their advice
Even though they be turkeys
Know what to kiss... and when!
Consider that two wrongs never make a right
But that three... do
Wherever possible, put people on hold
Be comforted that in the face of all aridity and disillusionment
And despite the changing fortunes of time
There is always a big future in computer maintenance
You are a fluke
Of the universe
You have no right to be here
And whether you can hear it or not
The universe is laughing behind your back
Remember the Pueblo
Strive at all times to bend, fold, spindle and mutilate
Know yourself
If you need help, call the FBI
Exercise caution in your daily affairs
Especially with those persons closest to you
That lemon on your left, for instance
Be assured that a walk through the ocean of most souls
Would scarcely get your feet wet
Fall not in love therefore
It will stick to your face
Gracefully surrender the things of youth
The birds, clean air, tuna, Taiwan
And let not the sands of time
Get in your lunch
Hire people with hooks
For a good time call 606-4311
Ask for "Ken"
Take heart amid the deepening gloom
That your dog is finally getting enough cheese
And reflect that whatever misfortune may be your lot
It could only be worse in Milwaukee
You are a fluke
Of the universe
You have no right to be here
And whether you can hear it or not
The universe is laughing behind your back
Therefore, make peace with your god
Whatever you conceive him to be
Hairy thunderer, or cosmic muffin
With all its hopes, dreams, promises and urban renewal
The world continues to deteriorate
Give up!
You are a fluke
Of the universe
You have no right to be here
And whether you can hear it or not
The universe is laughing behind your back
Willy Jones Composer(s): Buck Owens) Performer(s): Susan Raye; Leslie Morrisett; Sylvie
Met a boy named Willie Jones Comes from the wrong side of town Daddy said he ain't no good Don't want him hanging around Mama said that I'm too young to know what I feel But I know I love Willy Jones and I always will Willy Jones, it's you and me against all the world I don't care what people, say I'm gonna be your girl Just because our love is young, don't mean it's not real God knows I love Willy Jones and I always will
Hammer nails and puppy dog tails is what they call Willy Jones Tambourines and guitar strings don't make us all wrong Don't do this and don't do that, has got my future looking dim Oh Willy Jones can't come to me I'm gonna go to him Willy Jones it's you and me... Willy Jones it's you and me...
Detalhes
((Italian Version: Dettagli (Ornella Vanoni) - 1973))
Composer(s): Roberto Carlos - Erasmo Carlos
First release by: Roberto Carlos - 1971
Covered by multiple other artists
Não adianta nem tentar me esquecer Durante muito tempo em sua vida eu vou viver Detalhes tão pequenos de nós dois São coisas muito grandes pra esquecer E a toda hora vão estar presentes Você vai ver
Se um outro cabeludo aparecer na sua rua E isto lhe trouxer saudades minhas A culpa é sua O ronco barulhento do seu carro A velha calça desbotada ou coisa assim Imediatamente você vai lembrar de mim
Eu sei que um outro deve estar falando ao seu ouvido Palavras de amor como eu falei Mas eu duvido Duvido que ele tenha tanto amor E até os erros do meu português ruim E nessa hora você vai lembrar de mim
À noite envolvida no silêncio do seu quarto Antes de dormir você procura o meu retrato Mas na moldura não sou eu quem lhe sorri Mas você vê o meu sorriso mesmo assim E tudo isso vai fazer você lembrar de mim Se alguém tocar seu corpo como eu Não diga nada Não vá dizer meu nome sem querer à pessoa errada Pensando ter amor nesse momento Desesperada você tenta até o fim E até nesse momento você vai lembrar de mim
Eu sei que esses detalhes vão sumir na longa estrada Do tempo que transforma todo amor em quase nada Mas quase também é mais um detalhe Um grande amor não vai morrer assim Por isso de vez em quando você vai Vai lembrar de mim
Too Late To Worry
Composer(s): Burt Bacharach - Hal David
First release by: Al Dexter & His Troopers - 1944
Covered by multiple other artists
Versions In Other Languages:
1963 - Donne Moi Ma Chance (Richard Anthony)
1963 - Geef Me Nog Een Kans (Marva)
I broke your heart dear, I was untrue
And now I've lost you, what can I do
Fate played its hand, dear, though we did try
Too late to worry, too blue to cry
Our love is ended, you say we're through
You found a new love that's good to you
I hope you're happy, for I'll get by
Too late to worry, too blue to cry
We made our vows, dear, to never part
We laughed, we loved then we crossed our hearts
I was unfaithful, so here am I
Too late to worry, too blue to cry
I've played around, dear, I've had my way
But now I find, dear, I've had to pay
I'll always love you as days go by
Too late to worry, too blue to cry
Upon my pillow last night I lay
I dreamed of bygones and I did pray
But it's all over, we've said goodbye
Too late to worry, too blue to cry
Det Ligger I Luften Composer(s): Tomas Ledin Performer(s): Tomas Ledin
wwåå, det ligger i luften någonting är på gång wwåå, det ligger i luften (wow) kanske natten blir lång
Åå, det ligger i luften någonting är på gång åå, det ligger i luften kanske natten blir lång
någonting hände när du kom in det kände jag bestämt på något obestämt vis svårt och säga exakt vad det är det går inte ta på det går inte och se men vad spelar det för roll huvudsaken är
Åå, det ligger i luften någonting är på gång åå, det ligger i luften kanske natten blir lång
Jag blev galen när du dök upp kanske överdriver jag men det gör väl ingenting för sant och säkert vad är nu det det går inte ta på det går inte och se men vad spelar det för roll huvudsaken är
Åå, det ligger i luften någonting är på gång åå, det ligger i luften kanske natten blir lång
Åå, det ligger i luften åå, det ligger i luften åå, det ligger i luften åå, det ligger i luften
