Retro-Songteksten: Evergreens, Classics, Old-Time Favourites, Hits Uit Onze Jeugd
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Tales Of Brave Ulysses Composer(s): Eric Clapton - Martin Sharp First release by: Cream - 1967 Covered by multiple other artists
You thought the leaden winter would bring you down forever But you rode upon a steamer to the violence of the sun
And the colours of the sea blind your eyes with trembling mermaids And you touch the distant beaches with tales of brave Ulysses How his naked ears were tortured by the sirens sweetly singing For the sparkling waves are calling you to kiss their white-laced lips
And you see a girl's brown body dancing through the turquoise And her footprints make you follow where the sky loves the sea And when your fingers find her, she drowns you in her body Carving deep blue ripples in the tissues of your mind
The tiny purple fishes run laughing through your fingers And you want to take her with you to the hard land of the winter
Her name is Aphrodite and she rides a crimson shell And you know you cannot leave her for you touched the distant sands With tales of brave Ulysses; how his naked ears were tortured By the sirens sweetly singing
The tiny purple fishes run laughing through your fingers And you want to take her with you to the hard land of the winter
Mr. Blue Composer(s): DeWayne Blackwell Originally performed by: The Fleetwoods
Covered by various other artists
Our guardian star lost all his glow The day that I lost you He lost all his glitter the day you said "No" And his silver turned to blue Like him, I am doubtful that your love is true But if you decide to call on me Ask for Mr. Blue
I'm Mr. Blue (wah-a-wah-ooh) When you say you love me (ah, Mr. Blue) Then prove it by goin' out on the sly Provin' your love isn't true Call me Mr. Blue
I'm Mr. Blue (wah-a-wah-ooh) When you say you're sorry (ah, Mr. Blue) Then turn around, head for the lights of town Hurtin' me through and through Call me Mr. Blue
I stay at home at night (I stay at home) Right by the phone at night (right by the phone) But you won't call And I-I won't hu-urt my pride (call me Mr.)
I won't tell you (wah-a-wah-ooh) Why you paint the town (ah, Mr. Blue) A bright red to turn it upside down I'm paintin' it too But I'm paintin' it blue Call me Mr. Blue (wah-a-wah-ooh) Call me Mr. Blue (wah-a-wah-ooh)
Glad I Waited Just For You Composer(s): Royce Porter; Bucky Jones Performer(s): Reba McEntire
Use to be (Use to be) Love was mean to me Every love I tried my heart cried that won't do Now you see (Now you see) Love's been good to me I guess my love was waiting just for you You and me (You and me) (You and me) Go so well as we Fit right to a T Can't you see we do
Gotta say (Gotta say) (Gotta say) Your love's got a way Of making me glad I waited just for you I should have known That my heart could not be wrong
Gotta say (Gotta say) (Gotta say) Your love's got a way Of making me glad I waited just for you I should have known That my heart could not be wrong
Gotta say (Gotta say) (Gotta say) Your love's got a way Of making me glad I waited just for you I should have known That my heart could not be wrong
Gotta say (Gotta say) (Gotta say) Your love's got a way Of making me glad I waited just for you I should have known That my heart could not be wrong
Mr. Big Stuff Composer(s): Joseph Broussard; Carol Washington; Ralph Williams Originally performed by: Jean Knight Covered by various other artists
(Oh yeah, ooh) Mr. Big Stuff Who do you think you are Mr. Big Stuff You're never gonna get my love
Now because you wear all those fancy clothes (oh yeah) And have a big fine car, oh yes you do now Do you think I can afford to give you my love (oh yeah) You think you're higher than every star above
Mr. Big Stuff Who do you think you are Mr. Big Stuff You're never gonna get my love
Now I know all the girls I've seen you with I know you broke their hearts one after another now, bit by bit You made 'em cry, many poor girls cry When they try to keep you happy, they just try to keep you satisfied
Mr. Big Stuff, tell me tell me Who do you think you are Mr. Big Stuff You're never gonna get my love
I'd rather give my love to a poor guy that has a love that's true (oh yeah) Than to be fooled around and get hurt by you 'Cause when I give my love, I want love in return (oh yeah) Now I know this is a lesson Mr. Big Stuff you haven't learned
Mr. Big Stuff, tell me Who do you think you are Mr. Big Stuff You're never gonna get my love
Mr. Big Stuff You're never gonna break my heart Mr. Big Stuff You're never gonna make me cry
Mr. Big Stuff, tell me Just who do you think you are Mr. Big Stuff You're never gonna get my love Mr. Big Stuff
Qué hacer cuando ser uno mismo es cine de terror qué hacer cuando el deseo es policía del amor qué hacer cuando es un éxito matar al perdedor qué hacer cuando la máscara le sobra al impostor Tal vez huir huir a la vida tal vez vivir vivir en la huida tal vez Qué hacer cuando mirar no es ver aquello que se ve qué hacer cuando el futuro es un espejo en la pared. qué hacer cuando el mercado de almas es dogma de fe qué hacer cuando ser libre es preguntarse: ¿para qué? Tal vez huir... Qué hacer cuando los héroes persiguen un balón qué hacer cuando es anónima la carne de cañón qué hacer cuando los monstruos se han cargado de razón qué hacer cuando el latido ya dispara al corazón Tal vez huir...
Mr. Bass Man Composer(s): Johnny Cymbal; Alan Lorber Performer(s): Johnny Cymbal
Mr. Bass Man, you've got that certain somethin' Mr. Bass Man, you set the music thumpin' To you it's easy when you go 1-2-3 b-b-b-b-ba-ba-ba (b-ba-b-b-b-b-b-ba-ba)
Yeah! Mr. Bass Man, you're on all the songs With the d-d-boom-boom, and the dit-dit-boom-boom-boom Hey Mr. Bass Man, you're the hidden King of Rock 'n' Roll b-b-b-b-ba-ba-ba (b-ba-b-b-b-b-b-ba-ba)
Owww, it don't mean a thing when the lead is singin' Or when he goes "Hi-yi-yi-yi-yi-yah"
Hey Mr. Bass Man, I'm askin' just one thing Will you teach me? Yeah, will you sing? 'Cause Mr. Bass Man, I wanna be a bass man too b-b-b-b-ba-ba-ba (b-ba-b-b-b-b-b-ba-ba)
Glad All Over Composer(s): Dave Clark; Mike Smith Performer(s): The Dave Clark Five; and various other artists
You say that you love me (say you love me) All of the time (all of the time) You say that you need me (say you need me) You'll always be mine (always be mine)
I'm feelin' glad all over Yes I'm-a glad all over Baby I'm glad all over So glad you're mine
I'll make you happy (make you happy) You'll never be blue (never be blue) You'll have no sorrow (have no sorrow) 'Cause I'll always be true (always be true)
And I'm feelin' glad all over Yes I'm-a glad all over Baby I'm-a glad all over So glad you're mine
Other girls may try to take me away (take me away) But you know, it's by your side I will stay I'll stay
Our love will last now (our love will last) Till the end of time (end of time) Because this love now (because this love) Is gonna be yours and mine (yours and mine)
And I'm feelin' glad all over Yes I'm-a glad all over Baby I'm glad all over So glad you're mine
Other girls may try to take me away (take me away) But you know, it's by your side I will stay I'll stay
All of our lives now (all of our lives) Till the end of time (end of time) Because this love now (because this love) Is only yours and mine (yours and mine)
And I'm feelin' glad all over Yes I'm-a glad all over Baby I'm-a glad all over So glad you're mine
I'm so glad you're mine now I'm so, I'm so glad you're mine I'm-a so glad you're mine now Whoa-whoa-whoa-whoa-whoa-whoa
Taking The Chance Composer(s): Graham Russell Performer(s): Air Supply
You're in-between a page of life you never dreamed The answer won't come from that magazine This time it's real and you're not sure just what to feel Who can I trust to say Should I give love now should I take love now
I'm taking the chance And giving myself to you If something's not right then tell me I'm wrong I just want our love to carry on
Sometimes the fear of losing you has been so near I needed to make this choice on my own To let love in when I'm so scared when things begin Don't ever run away I feel close to you now You know I need you now
I'm taking the chance And giving myself to you If something's not right then tell me I'm wrong I just want our love to carry on
I'm taking the chance I can't let this feeling leave I don't want those nights of waiting so long I'm taking the chance before it's gone
Taking the chance Taking the chance Taking the chance Taking the chance On you
I'm taking the chance I can't let this feeling leave I don't want those nights of waiting so long I'm taking the chance before it's gone
Mr. Bad Example Composer(s): Jorge Calderon; Warren Zevon Performer(s): Warren Zevon
I started as an altar boy working at the church Learning all my holy moves doing some research Which led me to a cash box labelled "Children's Fund" I'd leave the change and tuck the bills inside my cumberbund
I got a part-time job at my father's carpet store Laying tackless stripping and housewives by the score I loaded up their furniture and took it to Spokane Auctioned off every last naugahyde divan
I'm very well acquainted with the seven deadly sins I keep a busy schedule trying to fit them in I'm proud to be a glutton and I don't have time for sloth I'm greedy and I'm angry and I don't care who I cross
I'm, intruder in the dirt I llike to have a good time and I don't care who gets hurt I'm, take a look at me I'll live to be a hundred and go down in history
Of course I went to law school and got a law degree And counselled all my clients to plead insanity Then worked in hair replacement swindling the bald Where very few are chosen, fewer still are called
Then on to Monte Carlo play chemin de fer I threw away the fortune I made transplanting hair I put my last few francs down on a prostitute Who took me up to her room to perform the flag salute
Whereupon I stole her passport and her wig And headed for the airport and the midnight flight, you dig? Fourteen hours later I was down in Adelaide Looking through the want ads sipping Foster's in the shade
I opened up an agency somewhere down the line To hire aboriginals to work the opal mines But I attached their wages and took a whopping cut And whisked away their workman's comp and pauperized the lot
I'm, intruder in the dirt I llike to have a good time and I don't care who gets hurt I'm, take a look at me I'll live to be a hundred and go down in history
I bought a first class ticket on Malaysian Air Landed in Sri Lanka none the worse for wear I'm thinking of retiring from all my dirty deals See you in the next life, wake me up for meals
Glad All Over Composer(s): Roy Bennett Performer(s): Carl Perkins; and various other artists
Ain't no doubt about it Ain't no doubt about it, this must be love One little kiss from you and I feel glad all over Ooh baby, hot-dang-dilly, it's so silly but I'm glad all over I got goose pimples baby, 'cause it feels so good When you cuttle me like you do and I feel glad all over Ooh mercy, I'm a real cool pappy and I'm happy And I'm glad all over Well your touch goes through me like electric fire Well, every part of me glows It don't take much lookin' to see what I got 'Cause it shows, shows! Come on honey please one more time Everytime you do, well I feel glad all over Ooh mercy, hot-dang-dilly, it's so silly but I'm glad all over
Well I'm tryin' to tell you I'm cookin' inside When we're cheek to cheek Temperature's low but my fever is hot I can't speak, I'm so weak Come on honey-bunny kiss me one more time Everytime you do, well I feel glad all over Ooh mercy, hot-dong-dilly, it's so silly but I'm glad all over Hot-dang-dilly, it's so silly but I'm glad all over Ooh, hot-dang-dilly, it's so silly but I'm glad all over
Taking Some Time On Composer(s): John Lees - Les Holroyd - Mel Pritchard - Woolly Wolstenholme Performer(s): Barclay James Harvest
Let's come on and get together Like the sky gets to the sea Just taking some time on Let's come on and make it better Let's make everybody see Just taking some time on For those who feel inclined To talk about the hidden feelings of their mind Let's come on and get together Let's come on and get together Like the sky with the sea Like the sky with the sea Just taking some time on
Let's come on and tell the story Of the way it used to be Just taking some time on Let's come on and sing a song now Of the days when we were free Just taking some time on For those who feel inclined To talk about the hideen feelings of their mind Let's come on and get together Let's come on and get together Like the sky with the sea Like the sky with the sea Just taking some time on
Let's come on the feeling's right now We want everyone to be Just taking some time on Let's come on and get together Like the sky gets to the sea Just taking some time on For those who feel inclined To talk about the hideen feelings of their mind Let's come on and get together Let's come on and get together Like the sky with the sea Like the sky with the sea Just taking some time on
Mr. Apollo Composer(s): Vivian Stanshall; Neil Innes Performer(s): The Bonzo Dog Band
I have seen Mr. Apollo uproot trees with his bare hands I have seen Mr. Apollo's body-building plan He's the strongest man the world has ever seen And if you take his courses, he'll make you big and rough And-- and you can beat up bullies until they cry "oh lor'! Oh, crikey let go, you rotter Don't punish me!"
And you're tough (You're very fit) Your voice is gruff (It sounds like grit) You are so strong (and proud of it) Thanks to Mr. Apollo Follow Mr. Apollo Everybody knows he's the greatest benefactor of mankind Follow Mr. Apollo Everybody knows that a healthy body makes a healthy mind
You know He's the strongest man the world has ever seen And if you take his courses, he'll make you big and rough And-- you can kick the sand right back in their faces Kick! (laugh)
Chorus
(Chorus In Background) Yes Just give me ten years of your life and I'll trade in that puny flab for living muscle The physique you deserve! Strong Chesty shoulders to hold your shirt up (He can do it for you) Five years ago, I was a four-stone apology Today, I am two separate gorillas No tiresome excercises No tricks No unpleasant bending Wrestle poodles and win! Play beachball! Shave your legs (Yes, he can do it for you) Knock over walls Tease people! Brush them aside as though they were matchsticks Impress your friends
Giving Up Composer(s): Van McCoy Performer(s): Donny Hathaway; and various other artists
Giving up is hard to do When you really love someone Giving up .... so hard to do When you still depend upon Her warm and tender touch Her kiss and her hug..........her caress Oooooh that used to mean so much And bring you happiness Woooo ooooooooh
Giving up, so hard to do I've tried But it just ain't no use Giving up, so hard to do I said I've tried But it just ain't no use But my light of hope is burning dim But But in my heart I pray That my love and faith in the girl My love...will bring her back someday
I'm talking 'bout when you really love someone
Whether Whether she knows or not She really needs me too
The little girl is all I got Yes she is And giving, giving up is hard to do Giving up So hard to do Heey...giving up So very hard to do I said I've tried Hey, but I just can't get loose Giving up So hard for me to do I don't want to lose you Cause you mean so much to me
Taking My Business Elsewhere Composer(s): Richard Thompson Performer(s): Richard Thompson
If she's not here by now, then I guess she's not coming If she's not here by now, then I guess she don't care Oh waiter, I won't waste your time anymore You've already started to sweep down the floor And I guess she's not coming, so I'll head for the door I'll be taking my business elsewhere
It wasn't for me, that spark in her eyes It wasn't for me, that halo in her hair When she touched me a lump rose up into my throat But she must act that way with any old soak And waiter you don't seem to share in the joke So I'll be taking my business elsewhere
She called me her fantasy And boldly she kissed me I'll never get over the sheer surprise Of her acting that way And I'm healing okay But for the eyes of her...
Oh it's cold in the rain and it's dark and it's sad And I'll miss her tonight on my lonely back stair I'm sorry for taking so much of your space I'll move down the street to some friendlier place 'Cause I guess she's not coming, and you're sick of my face I'll be taking my business elsewhere
Mr. And Mrs. Used To Be Composer(s): Joe Deaton Performer(s): Ernest Tubb; Loretta Lynn; Leon Redbone
Now we go our separate ways Mr. and Mrs. Used To Be For oh so long I've loved you I know that you loved me But time moved on and we grew far apart It's not the way I wanted but the judge has set you free Although you're still the first one in my heart
I just don't understand it how people such as we Could know the love that we have known but somehow disagree I hope that you'll be happy the same to you from me Now we go our separate ways Mr. and Mrs. Used To Be
At first it was like heaven on earth for you and me But heaven's sure has changed a lot since then I can't put all the blame on you for some belongs to me What started out as heaven reached an end
I guess we could have made it but pride stood in our way For love to live it must have worked we never seemed the same And so I say goodbye now, kiss the kids for me Now we go our separate ways Mr. and Mrs. Used To Be
Giving It All Away Composer(s): David Courtney; Leo Sayer Performer(s): Roger Daltrey; Leo Sayer
I paid all my dues so I picked up my shoes got up and walked away Oh! I was just a boy I didn't know how to say?
Worked hard and failed now all I can say is I threw it all away Oh! I was just a boy giving it all away
Sail away, Sail away
Oooooooh! Well I know better now I know better now giving it all away
Oooooooh! Well I know better now I know better now giving it all away
Went out in this world to much for my nerve only myself to blame Oh! I was just a boy nobody else to blame
I've done all I can now it's out of my hands stand on my head and say
Oh! I was just a boy giving it all away
Sail away, Sail away
Ooooooh! Well I know better now I know better now giving it all away... ....Just a boy, giving it all away I was just a boy giving it all away I was just a boy, giving it all away Just a boy giving it all away Just a boy!
Taking A Child By The Hand ((Adapted from: Prendre Un Enfant (Yves Duteil) - 1978)) Composer(s): Yves Duteil - J. Wright Performer(s): Nana Mouskouri - 1987
Versions In Other Languages: 1979 - Ode Aan Maastricht (Benny Neyman) 1980 - Neem Eens Een Kind Bij De Hand (Paul Roelandt) 1986 - Gib Einem Kind Deine Hand (Nana Mouskouri)
Taking a child by the hand Teaching him just how to stand So he'll accept what tomorrow may bring Taking a child for a king
Taking a child in your arms And as you feel your heart sing Drying his tears as you're letting him cling Taking a child for a king
Taking a child to your heart Soothing away his distress Softly in silence to soothe and caress Taking a child to your heart
Taking a child in your arms And as you feel your heart sing Tears start to fall as you're letting him cling Taking a child for a king
Taking a child by the hand Singing him nursery rhymes So that he'll sleep at the end of the day Singing his troubles away
Taking a child to your breast Soothing away his unrest And looking on to the future you've planned Taking a child by the hand
Years on your own, now no longer alone Taking a child for your own
