Retro-Songteksten: Evergreens, Classics, Old-Time Favourites, Hits Uit Onze Jeugd
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Last Of The Singing Cowboys Composer(s): George McCorkle Performer(s): The Marshall Tucker Band
In the corner of a dark barroom Sat an old cowboy singing western tunes Singing songs that he learned as a child All about the West back when it was wild He said he came from down Texas way The cowboys were tough the women the same way Said he was a star back in '31 When Hollywood liked him For some songs that he had done He's the last of the singing cowboys Singing songs of desperation and joy Yippie-I-Oh......Yippie-I-Ay.......Yippie-I-Ay He took a break just to chug him down some beer C'mon folks now holler out The songs you'd like to hear And if I know one I know a million or two I'm not just up here playing for me This is all done for you And then he bragged of the stetson hat that he wore Said it was the finest made since the war And I won this silver buckle ridin' on a cow As he laughed he said I bet you're wonderin' how 'Cause I'm the last of the singing cowboys Singing songs of desperation and joy Yippie-I-Oh......Yippie-I-Ay.......Yippie-I-Ay And after three hours or maybe more A lady grabbed his arm and showed him to the door The bartender said he's blind you see Don't tell him the only audience He had was you and me 'Cause he's the last of the singing cowboys Singing songs of desperation and joy Yippie-I-Oh......Yippie-I-Ay.......Yippie-I-Ay Yippie-I-Ay
Beer Drinkers & Hell Raisers Composer(s): Frank Beard; Billy Gibbons; Dusty Hill Performer(s): ZZ Top
If you see me walkin' down the line with my fav'rite honky tonk in mind well, I'll be here around suppertime with my can of dinner and a bunch of fine
Beer drinkers and hell raisers, yeah Uh-huh-huh, baby, don't you wanna come with me?
The crowd gets loud when the band gets right steel guitar cryin' through the night Yeah, try'n to cover up the corner fight but ev'rything's cool 'cause they's just tight
Beer drinkers and hell raisers, yeah Huh, baby, don't you wanna come with me? Ah, play it boy
The joint was jumpin' like a cat on hot tin Lord, I thought the floor was gonna give in Soundin' a lot like a House Congressional 'cause we're experimental and professional
Beer drinkers, hell raisers, yeah Well, baby, don't you wanna come with me?
Last Night's Gardenias Composer(s): Sam Coslow Performer(s): Glen Gray & The Casa Loma Orch. and multiple other artists
Last night's gardenias have wilted and lost their bloom But somehow their faint perfume Is lingering in my room For last night's gardenias are lonely and so am I
Tonight I can hear them sigh They echo your last goodbye Their lovely fragrance follows me ev'rywhere I close my eyes and suddenly you are there darling
Last night's gardenias will never be tossed away I'll keep them in my bouquet of dreams
Beer Barrel Polka French Title: Frida Oum Papa Composer(s): Lew Brown; Wladimir Timm; Vasek Zeman; Jaromir Vejvoda Performer(s): The Andrews Sisters and various other artists
There's a garden, what a garden Only happy faces bloom there And there's never any room there For a worry or a gloom there
Oh there's music and there's dancing And a lot of sweet romancing When they play the polka They all get in the swing
Every time they hear that oom-pa-pa Everybody feels so tra-la-la They want to throw their cares away They all go lah-de-ah-de-ay
Then they hear a rumble on the floor, the floor It's the big surprise they're waiting for And all the couples form a ring For miles around you'll hear them sing...
Roll out the barrel, we'll have a barrel of fun Roll out the barrel, we've got the blues on the run Sing boom tararra, ring out a song of good cheer Now's the time to roll the barrel, for the gang's all here
Da-da-da-da, da-da-da-da, da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da
Then they hear a rumble on the floor-or-or-or It's the big surprise they're waiting for And all the couples they form a ring For miles around you'll hear them sing
Drree mopado theedo da-da-da-da
Roll it out, roll it out, roll out the barrel Da-da-da da-da da-da da-da-da-da-da Sing a song of good cheer 'Cause the whole gang is here Roll it out, roll it out Let's do the beer barrel polka
Last Night When We Were Young Composer(s): E. Yip Harburg - Harold Arlen First recording: Lawrence Tibbett & Virginia Bruce Covered by multiple other artists
Last night when we were young Love was a star, a song unsung Life was so new, so real so right Ages ago last night
Today the world is old You flew away and time grew cold Where is that star that shone so bright Ages ago last night?
To think that spring had depended On merely this: a look, a kiss To think that something so splendid Could slip away in one little daybreak
So now, let's reminisce And recollect the sighs and the kisses The arms that clung
Beep Beep Composer(s): Carl Cicchetti; Donald Claps Performer(s): The Playmates
(very slowly) Beep beep beep beep His horn went beep beep beep While riding in my Cadillac What to my surprise A little Nash Rambler was following me About one third my size The guy musta wanted to pass me up As he kept on tooting his horn I'll show him that a Cadillac is not a car to scorn Beep beep beep beep His horn went beep beep beep
(slowly) I pushed my foot down to the floor To give the guy the shake But the little Nash Rambler stayed right behind He still had on his brake He musta thought his car had more guts As he kept on tooting his horn (beep beep) I'll show him that a Cadillac is not a car to scorn Beep beep beep beep His horn went beep beep beep
(normal speed) My car went into passing gear And we took off with gust (whoosh) Soon we were going ninety Musta left him in the dust When I peeked in the mirror of my car I couldn't believe my eyes The little Nash Rambler was right behind You'd think that guy could fly Beep beep beep beep His horn went beep beep beep
(quickly) Now we were doing a hundred and ten This certainly was a race For a Rambler to pass a Caddy Would be a big disgrace The guy musta wanted to pass me up As he kept on tooting his horn (beep beep) I'll show him that a Cadillac is not a car to scorn Beep beep beep beep His horn went beep beep beep
(very quickly) Now we're going a hundred twenty As fast as I can go The Rambler pulled along side of me As if we were going slow The fella rolled down his window And yelled for me to hear "Hey buddy how do I get this car outa second gear?"
Last Night In Soho Composer(s): Alan Blaikley - Ken Howard Performer(s): Dave Dee, Dozy, Beaky, Mick & Tich; Eleanor Rigby
You came into my life like rain upon a barren desert one smile and I was born again I felt sure, it wasn't too late I'd find strength to make me go straight I had love, and threw it away Why did they lead me astray? For, last night in Soho I let my life go
I never told you of some things, I've done, I'm so ashamed of I thought my foolish past was over and done I was sure, I'd make a new start I'd try with all of my heart I had dreams and broke them in two I'm just not worthy of you! For, last night in Soho I let my life go
Well, hi, there, kid you ain't been around for quite some little while you got yourself a real cute doll you're living life in style But boy, don't get above your station if you don't want aggravation got a little job for you this is what you gotta do, boy! That's how last night in Soho I let my life go
Don't cry my baby as they lead me where no love can help me don't stay around to watch me go Just forget there once was a time you were proud to call yourself mine I had love right here in my hand Why could I not understand? For, last night in Soho I let my life go For, last night in Soho I let my life go
Been To Canaan Composer(s): Carole King Performer(s): Carole King; Alice Babs; Peter Duchin; Spectrum
Green fields and rolling hills Room enough to do what we will Sweet dreams of yestertime are running though my mind Of a place I left behind, been so long, I can't remember when I've been to Canaan and I want to go back again
Been so long, I'm living till then Cause I've been to Canaan and I won't rest until I go back again Though I'm content with myself Sometimes I long to be somewhere else I try to do what I can, but with our day to day demands We all need a promised land
Been so long,I can't remember when I've been to Canaan and I want to go back again Been so long, I'm living till then 'cause I've been to Canaan and I won't rest until I go back again. Oh I want to be there in the wintertime With a fireplace burning to warm me And you to hold me when it's stormy
Been so long, I can't remember when I've been to Canaan and I want to go back again Been so long, I'm living till then
I Heard You Crying in Your Sleep ((aka (Last Night) I Heard You Crying in Your Sleep (by Roy Orbison) - 1970)) Composer(s): Hank Williams First release by: Hank Williams - 1947
I know you tried your best to love me You smiled when your heart told you to weep You tried to pretend that you were happy Last night I heard you cryin' in your sleep
You gave the best years of your life, dear And each precious vow you tried to keep I love you so much I want you happy Last night I heard you cryin' in your sleep
Your heart is yearnin' for an old love With new love it's useless to compete It hurts me to know you are unhappy Last night I heard you cryin' in your sleep
You know that you are free to go, dear And don't mind me if I start to weep I know I can never make you happy 'Cause last night I heard you cryin' in your sleep
Been There Composer(s): Clint Black; Steve Wariner Performer(s): Steve Wariner; Clint Black; The Countdown Singers
Did you ever wake up in the middle of the night And wonder where you were You need the one and only that can hold you tight And reach for her, but shes not with you You just wish this trip would end You know Ive been there and I dont wanna go back again
Did you ever wake up in the middle of the day And wonder who you are You suddenly discover theres a price you pay For gettin this far, its the part of you That you really didnt have to spend You know Ive been there and I dont wanna go back again
So many moments Ive left incomplete Those are the moments that Im not gonna repeat
Did you ever wake up in the middle of a dream That didnt come true You think youve gotta give up on on makin that scene And seeing it through, you feel like breaking When you really just need to bend You know Ive been there and I dont want to go back again
Theres so many moments Ive left incomplete Those are the moments that Im not gonna repeat
Did you ever wake up in the middle of the night Did you ever wake up in the middle of the day Did you ever wake up in the middle of a dream
Last Night I Had The Strangest Dream Composer(s): Ed McCurdy First release by: The Chad Mitchell Trio - 1962 Covered by multiple other artists
Last night I had the strangest dream I ever dreamed before I dreamed the world had all agreed To put an end to war I dreamed I saw a mighty room The room was filled with men And the paper they were signing said They'd never fight again
And when the papers all were signed And a million copies made They all joined hands and bowed their heads And grateful prayers were prayed And the people in the streets below Were dancing round and round And guns and swords and uniforms Were scattered on the ground
Last night I had the strangest dream I ever dreamed before I dreamed the world had all agreed To put an end to war
Been Down So Long Composer(s): John Densmore; Robbie Krieger; Ray Manzarek; Jim Morrison Performer(s): The Doors; Dr. Feelgood
Well, I've been down so Goddamn long That it looks like up to me Well, I've been down so very damn long That it looks like up to me Yeah, why don't one you people C'mon and set me free
I said, warden, warden, warden Won't you break your lock and key I said, warden, warden, warden Won't ya break your lock and key Yeah, come along here, mister C'mon and let the poor boy be
Baby, baby, baby Won't you get down on your knees Baby, baby, baby Won't you get down on your knees C'mon little darlin' C'mon and give your love to me, oh yeah
Well, I've been down so Goddamn long That it looks like up to me Well, I've been down so very damn long That it looks like up to me Yeah, why don't one you people C'mon, c'mon, c'mon and set me free
Beechwood Park Composer(s): Chris White) Originally performed by: The Zombies Covered by: Colin Blunstone; Chrysanthemums
Do you remember summer days Just after summer rain When all the air was damp and warm In the green of country lanes? And the breeze would touch your hair Kiss your face and make you care About your world Your summer world And we would count the evening stars As the day grew dark In Beechwood Park...
Do you remember golden days and golden summer sun The sound of laughter in our ears In the breeze as we would run? And the breeze would touch your hair Kiss your face and make you care About your world Your summer world And we would count the evening stars As the day grew dark In Beechwood Park...
Oh roads in my mind Take me back in my mind And I can't forget you Won't forget you Won't forget those days And Beechwood Park...
And the breeze would touch your hair Kiss your face and make you care About your world Your summer world And we would count the evening stars As the day grew dark In Beechwood Park...
Oh roads in my mind Take me back in my mind And I can't forget you Won't forget you Won't forget those days And Beechwood Park...
Last Night Composer(s): Jeremy Clyde Performer(s): Chad & Jeremy
Last night I told you many things Last night, it's hard remembering I think I said that I loved you child And at the time, it did seem wild I know that I was high Last night, I was out of my mind Last night, don't think me unkind It's just that you were by my side If I remember right, I think I cried You know that I was high
Forget all the things I said This morning 'wish that I was dead Put down the phone, go back to bed Forget it
Last night, I give you my word That last night, whatever you heard Was just a man who was very tired You were just a face that I admired You know that I was high Last night will be the first and Last night, oh, oh, yeah Think it over and then you'll see Tonight will be the first And last for me
Beechwood 4-5789 Composer(s): William Stevenson; Marvin Gaye; George Gordy Performer(s): The Marvelettes and various other artists
You can have this dance with me You can hold my hand and whisper In my ear sweet words that I love to hear
Don't be shy just take your time I'd like to get to know you I'd like to make you mine
I've been waiting Sitting here so patiently For you to come over and have this dance with me
and my number is Beachwood 45789 You can call me up and have a date Any old time
Don't be shy, just take your time I'd like to get to know you I'd like to make you mine
Beachwood 45789 You can call me up and have a date any old time
Don't be shy, just take your time I'd like to get to know you I'd like to make you mine
And my number is Beachwood 45789 You can call me up and have a date Any old time Beachwood 45789 You can call me up and have a date Any old time Beachwood 45789 You can call me up and have a date Any old time
(Why Couldn't It Last) Last Night Composer(s): Austen Croom - William Johnson - Charles F. Kenny - Nick A. Kenny Performer(s): Glenn Miller & Ray Eberle and multiple other artists
Last night, I touched your fingertips And when I touched your lips I fell in love last night... Last night, I felt your heart beat fast Swiftly the moments passed Why couldnt it last last night? Tonight here I am all alone My lovely dream has flown Why must I be alone? Last night, why did we say goodbye? My heart keeps asking why, Why couldnt it last last night...?
Last Mango In Paris Composer(s): Jimmy Buffett - Marshall Chapman - Michael Utley - Will Jennings Performer(s): Jimmy Buffett
I went down to Captain Tony's To get out of the heat I heard a voice call out to me "Son come have a seat" I had to search my memory As I looked into those eyes Our lives changed like the weather But a legend never dies
He said I ate the last mango in Paris I took the last plane out of Saigon Took the first fast boat to China And Jimmy there's still so much to be done
I had a third world girl in Buzios With a pistol in each hand She always kept me covered As we moved from land to land
I had a damn good run on Wall Street With my high fashion model wife I woke up dry beneath the African sky Just me and my Swiss Army knife
He said I ate the last mango in Paris I took the last plane out of Saigon Took the first fast boat to China And Jimmy there's still so much to be done
We shot the breeze for hours As the sun fell from the sky And like the sun he disappeared Before my very eyes
It was somewhere past dark-thirty As I went back to the head I read upon the dingy walls The words the old man said:
He said I ate the last mango in Paris I took the last plane out of Saigon Took the first fast boat to China And Jimmy there's still so much to be done
He said I ate the last mango in Paris I took the last plane out of Saigon Took the first fast boat to China And Jimmy there's still so much to be done
Bedtime Story Composer(s): Billy Sherrill; Glenn Sutton Performer(s): Tammy Wynette
I've told you almost ev'ry bedtime story And you've heard almost ev'ry nursery rhyme So, tonight before you go to sleep And pray the Lord your soul to keep Here's mommy's favorite story one more time
Once upon a time there was a castle And in this castle lived a King and Queen And it came to pass, they were both were blessed By one little blue-eyed princess With the softest golden curls you've ever seen
But then one day, he met this pretty lady And she had lots of pretty words to say And this part makes your mommy sad 'Cause,oh, what big eyes she had And she took his hand and led him far away
Still, it's just another bedtime story But tellin' it brings teardrops to my eyes Just another pretty bedtime story So, please forgive mommy if she cries
Then it came to pass, the King grew lonely And the pretty lady wasn't all she seemed He realized that he was wrong And started his long journey home For he misses little Princess and his Queen
Then he was back and safe inside his castle And tears of joy came pourin' down like rain Then the castle rang with laughter They lived happy ever after Knowin' he would never leave again
Still, it's just another bedtime story But tellin' it brings teardrops to my eyes Just another pretty bedtime story So, please forgive mommy if she cries
Last Letter Home Composer(s): David "Butch" McDade - James H. Brown Jr. First release by: The Amazing Rhythm Aces - 1977 Covered by multiple other artists
I have heard the cannons thundering at night And I cannot help but wondering why the rebel's cause is right And the morphine seems to do no good at all I would run all the way if I would not fall
And I dreamed of a rose in a Spanish garden And I kissed you as I placed it in your hair If I'm ever on my feet again I will I will run all the way just to meet you there
Joined the southern cavalry for fun I have rode a thousand horses, always I had a way with a gun Now I'm among the horseless riders lying still Swallowed up by the cause on Widow's Hill
And I dreamed of a rose in a Spanish garden And I kissed you as I placed it in your hair If I'm ever on my feet again I will And I will run all the way just to meet you there
And I dreamed of a rose in a Spanish garden And I kissed you as I placed it in your hair If I'm ever on my feet again I will And I will run all the way just to meet you there