Retro-Songteksten: Evergreens, Classics, Old-Time Favourites, Hits Uit Onze Jeugd
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The Men In My Little Girl's Life Composer(s): Mary Candy - Eddie Deane - Gloria Shayne Performer(s): Mike Douglas; Tex Ritter
The men in my little girl's life The men in my little girl's life
It seems like only yesterday when I heard my little girl say "Daddy, there's a boy ouside, his name is Rod He wants to play in our backyard Can he daddy? Can he daddy? Oh please daddy"
Is it really so long ago she'd come to me and she'd wanna know "Dad, there's a boy outside, his name is Lee He wants to carry my books for me Can he daddy? Is it alright, dad? He's got freckles, dad"
The men in my little girl's life The men in my little girl's life
Then came pony tails and jeans and my little girl was in her teens "Popsie, there's a boy outside, his name is Tom He wants to take me to the prom OK, popsie? He's cute, popsie We'll be home early, popsie"
Before I knew it time had flown and how my little girl had grown Now it was "Father, there's a boy outside, his name is Eddie He wants to know if we can go steady Can we, father? Yes, father Oh, can we borrow the car, pop?"
Yes it seems only yesterday I heard my lovely daughter say "Dad, there's a boy outside, his name is Jim He asked me if I'd marry him I said yes, dad Got something in your eye, dad? I love him, dad"
The men in my little girl's life The men in my little girl's life
A child, an adolescent, a young lady, a wife And, oh yes, there's another man in my little girl's life "Hi dad, there's a boy outside, his name is Tim I told him Grampa was gonna babysit him Thanks, dad Bless you, dad Good night, dad"
The men in my little girl's life The men in my little girl's life
Children Of The Night
Composer(s): Thom Bell - Linda Creed
First release by: The Stylistics - 1972
Covered by multiple other artists
Late at night When all the world is safe within their dreams I walk the shadows Late at night An empty feeling creeps within my soul I feel so lonely
So I go into the darkness of the night All alone I walk the streets until I find Someone who is just like me Looking for some company
Children of the night
Late at night A restless feeling takes control of me And I cant fight it Late at night I feel the need for someone who like me Needs understanding
So once again Ill search the darkness of the night All alone Ill walk each street until I find Someone who is just like me Looking for some company, no, yeah, hea
Children of the night
So once again Ill search the darkness of the night All alone Ill walk each street until I find Someone who is just like me Looking for some company, no, yeah, hea
Children of the night Children of the night Children of the night
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I am a good old Rebel, that's exactly what I am The open land of freedom, I do not give a damn
We heard a thousand Yankees, well I'm dead on that Southern thing We got three hundred thousand, all they ever got next to us They gather the Southern people at an old Southern steel shop And I wish we'd got three million more, mud we've got
I can't take off my musket, fire now no more But I ain't gonna rebel, yes I got damn sure You don't want no part in what I've done or am And I will not be reconstructed and I do not give a damn
The Masts Of Morrigan Composer(s): Maddy Prior Performer(s): Maddy Prior
I fear that bead black eye That pierces me to the bone The cruel stare The glassy glare That fingers me alone
Too cunning for a bird Her mind is warped and crooked Again and worse Her voice is harsh And grates course and wicked
And the masts of Morrigan Are strung across the world See the masts of Morrigan An omen sour as gall She revels in our gore My skull her cup Drinks my blood up The one-eyed gimpy whore
She deals in the black arts Runs with the soldier and wolf The battle sounds Death rattle mourns She steals our eyes for herself
Children Of Sánchez
Composer(s): Chuck Mangione
First release by: Chuck Mangione - 1978
Covered by multiple other artists
Without dreams of hope and pride a man will die Though his flesh still moves his heart sleeps in the grave Without land man never dreams cause he's not free All men need a place to live with dignity Take the crumbs from starving soldiers They won't die Lord said not by bread alone does man survive Take the food from hungry children, they won't cry Food alone won't ease the hunger in their eyes
Every child belongs to mankind's family Children are the fruit of all humanity Let them feel the love of all the human race Touch them with the warmth, the strength of that embrace
Give me love and understanding, I will thrive As my children grow my dreams come alive Those who hear the cries of children God will bless I will always hear the Children of Sánchez
Rebecca Composer(s): Hammond; Hazelwood Performer(s): The Turtles
Met you, brushing your hair with the wind Riding your bike up on Mulholland Drive Oh, I got a five minute rush from You in your faded blue jeans How many years is it you've been alive? Oh I'll take a guess Rebecca, could it be eighteen, nineteen or so Ooo, Rebecca, will I ever know?
No way, how will I fit in your life? How could you live with a man without change? Too strange and too poor to be trusted Busted a couple of times Shaken a bit by the years on the road And the women I've known
Rebecca, you'd have liked the name I gave to you Ooo, Rebecca, if you only knew... Go home, to your father's friend's straight sons To your mother's friend's sweet ones To the families, so well-to-do and so well-established and
One day, you might wake up to a shock girl What has it come to?... this sensible life The wife of a fool...
Rebecca, reading magazines in a chic salon Ooo, Rebecca... where's Rebecca gone?
The Master Composer(s): Johnston Performer(s): The Doobie Brothers
Just don't know why I keep on tryin' Must be a better way out I hope I find it soon Every night I just can't keep from cryin' Even my old dog keeps howlin' at the moon Even my old dog keeps howlin' at the moon
Even the sun, it just a-keep on shinin' Pollyanna days when I was a child and on my own Even the tracks, they just a- keep on linin' I believe my master is just about to bring me home I believe my master is just about to bring me home
Oh, but bless the days and the many diff'rent ways people try to love one another! And won't you bless the times and the holy light that shine Our cross has been brought asunder
Just don't know why I keep on tryin' Must be a better way out I hope I find it soon Every night I just can't keep from cryin' Even my old dog keeps howlin' at the moon Even my old dog keeps howlin' at the moon
Oh, but bless the days and the many diff'rent ways people try to love one another! And won't you bless the times and the holy light that shine Our cross has been brought asunder
Even the sun, it just a-keep on shinin' Pollyanna days when I was a child and on my own Even the tracks, they just a- keep on linin' I believe my master is just about to bring me home I believe my master is just about to bring me home
Children And All That Jazz Composer(s): Joan Baez Performer(s): Joan Baez
Little Annie Fannie Morgan and Christian Katy and Nathan Tommy and Zem Zem Alex and J.J. Tai and Ezekial Amy and Josie Matthew and Mosie Sweet Pearl and Nicholas Come here and tickle us I don't like nicknames I like to play games One of them's Batman That's where it's at man Look at your t-shirt I see you're all wet now I'll give you a bath If you'll go to bed now Oh can't you see I'm tired I'm tired I'm tired
Joey and Janet Jennifer, Joshua Justin and Jason Jacob and Jordan Heather and Shannon Marisa and Kirsten Kimmie and David Who shall we play with? Here comes my own son Light of my life is Younger than new leaves Brighter than you please Says that he loves me Big as the world and Gabriel Harris You go to bed now You go to bed now It's quarter to nine I'm tired I'm tired I'm tired
You heard what I said now You go to bed now It was a hard day Never enough play Iggy was sick and couldn't come over One of your mice died That was when you cried Get in the tub And play with your boats now Sit here beside me I'll tell you a story One about snakes And anything gory Ask me no questions How far is the sky And I'm falling asleep And you're smarter than I am Light of my life Good night Good night Good night
Reasons To Be Cheerful Composer(s): Ian Dury; Jankel; Payne Performer(s): Ian Dury
Why don't you get back into bed Why don't you get back into bed Why don't you get back into bed Why don't you get back into bed Why don't you get back into bed Why don't you get back into bed Why don't you get back into bed Why don't you get back into bed Why don't you get back into bed Why don't you get back into bed
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Summer, Buddy Holly, the working folly Good golly Miss Molly and boats Hammersmith Palais, the Bolshoi Ballet Jump back in the alley and nanny goats
18-wheeler Scammels, Domenecker camels All other mammals plus equal votes Seeing Piccadilly, Fanny Smith and Willy Being rather silly, and porridge oats
A bit of grin and bear it, a bit of come and share it You're welcome, we can spare it - yellow socks Too short to be haughty, too nutty to be naughty Going on 40 - no electric shocks
The juice of the carrot, the smile of the parrot A little drop of claret - anything that rocks Elvis and Scotty, days when I ain't spotty Sitting on the potty - curing smallpox
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Health service glasses Gigolos and brasses round or skinny bottoms
Take your mum to paris lighting up the chalice wee willy harris
Bantu Stephen Biko, listening to Rico Harpo, Groucho, Chico
Cheddar cheese and pickle, the Vincent motorsickle Slap and tickle Woody Allen, Dali, Dimitri and Pasquale balabalabala and Volare
Something nice to study, phoning up a buddy Being in my nuddy Saying hokey-dokey, singalonga Smokey Coming out of chokey
John Coltrane's soprano, Adi Celentano Bonar Colleano
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Yes yes dear dear perhaps next year or maybe even never
in which case
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The Masquerade Is Over ((aka (I'm Afraid) The Masquerade Is Over) (Milt Jackson) - 1958)) Composer(s): Herb Magidson - Allie Wruble First release by: Ambrose & His Orch. - 1939 Covered by multiple other artists
My blue horizon is turning grey And my dreams are drifting away
Your eyes don't shine like they used to shine And the thrill is gone when your lips meet mine I'm afraid the masquerade is over And so is love, and so is love
Your words don't mean what they used to mean They were once inspired, now they're just routine I'm afraid the masquerade is over And so is love, and so is love
I guess I'll have to play Pagliacci And get myself a clown's disguise And learn to laugh like Pagliacci With tears in my eyes
You look the same, you're a lot the same But my heart says "no, no, you're not the same" I'm afraid the masquerade is over And so is love, and so is love
I guess I'll have to play Pagliacci And get myself a clown's disguise And learn to laugh like Pagliacci With tears in my eyes
You look the same, you're a lot the same But my heart says "No, no, you're not the same" I'm afraid the masquerade is over And so is love, and so is love
Childhood's End?
Composer(s): Derek William Dick - Mark Kelly - Ian Mosley - Steve Rothery - Pete Trewavas
Performer(s): Marillion
And it was morning And I found myself mourning, for a childhood that I thought had disappeared I looked out the window And I saw a magpie in the rainbow, the rain had gone Im not alone I turned to the mirror, I saw you, the child, that once loved The child before they broke his heart Our heart, the heart that I believed was lost
Hey you, surprised? More than surprised, to find the answers to the questions, were always in your own eyes Do you realize that you give it on back to her? But that would only be retraced in all the problems that you ever knew So untrue For shes got to carry on with her life, and youve got to carry on with yours
So I see its me, I can do anything And Im still the child cos the only thing misplaced was direction And I found direction There is no childhoods end There is no childhoods end Cos you are my childhood friend Cos you are my childhood friend Oh lead me on
Hey you, youve survived Now youve arrived, to be reborn in the shadow of the magpie Now you realize, that youve got to get out of here Youve found the leading light of destiny, burning in the ashes of your memory You want to change the world Youd resigned yourself to die a broken rebel But that was looking backward Now youve found the light
You, the child that once loved The child before they broke his heart Our heart, the heart that I believed was lost So its me I see, I can do anything Im still the child cos the only thing misplaced was direction, and I found direction There is no childhoods end There is no childhoods end There is no childhoods end I am your childhood friend Oh, lead me on
Reasons For Waiting Composer(s): Ian Anderson Performer(s): Jethro Tull
What a sight for my eyes to see you in sleep Could it stop the sun rise hearing you weep? You're not seen, you're not heard but I stand by my word Came a thousand miles just to catch you while you're smiling
What a day for laughter and walking at night Me following after, your hand holding tight And the memory stays clear with the song that you hear If I can but make the words awake the feeling
What a reason for waiting and dreaming of dreams So here's hoping you've faith in impossible schemes that are born in the sigh of the wind blowing by while the dimming light brings the end to a night of loving
The Masquerade Composer(s): Paul Francis Webster - John Jacob Loeb Performer(s): Arthur Tracy and multiple other artists
Sometime soon to be, theres a lovers moon to be And a lovers tune to be born No more will I be forlorn I whisper softly till morn I want you to kiss, for there must be two to kiss Moments are so few to kiss now So neath a sycamore bough Meet me there, oh, greet me there somehow
Twilight soon will fade Ill meet you at the masquerade While our hearts are swinging To violins singing till dawn
Lady dressed in jade Hold me tight at the masquerade If the music halts, dear Then my heart will waltz Dear, right on
Twelve oclock is chiming On the clock above Now if youll unmask your heart Ill love you, love you
Midnight shadows fade No one else at the masquerade Everything is through, dear But my love for you, dear, lives on
Child, Child
Composer(s): Erik Darling - P. Street
Performer(s): Erik Darling
When you were a child, child Did you want to be listened to? When you were a child, child When you were a child? When you were a child, child Did you want to be hugged awhile? When you were a child, child When you were a child?
And Bonnie, did they ever tell you You were important? Johnny, did they ever tell you When you were a child? What you thought and what you wanted Should be fought for all undaunted Did anybody ever tell you When you were a child?
Reason To Believe Composer(s): Tim Hardin Performer(s): Tim Hardin
If I listen long enough to you I'd find the way to believe that it's all true Knowing that you lied straight faced while I cried Still I looked to find the reason to believe
Someone like you makes it hard To live without somebody else Someone like you makes it easy to give Never thinking of myself
If you took the time to change my mind I'd find the way to leave the past behind Knowing that you lied straight faced while I cried Still I looked to find the reason to believe
The Masochism Tango Composer(s): Tom Lehrer Performer(s): Tom Lehrer; Anne Pringle; Mark Burnell
I ache for the touch of your lips, Dear But much more for the touch of your whips, Dear You can raise welts like nobody else As we dance to the Masochism Tango
Let our love be a flame, not an ember Say it's me that you want to dismember Blacken my eye, set fire to my tie As we dance to the Masochism Tango
At your command, before you here I stand My heart is in my hand Ecch! It's here that I must be My heart entreats Just hear those savage beats And go put on your cleats And come and trample me Your heart is hard as stone or mahogany That's why I'm in such exquisite agony
My soul is on fire It's aflame with desire Which is why I perspire When we tango
You caught my nose In your left castanet, Love I can feel the pain yet, Love Every time I hear drums And I envy the rose That you held in your teeth, Love With the thorns underneath, Love Sticking into your gums
Your eyes cast a spell that bewitches The last time I needed twenty stitches To sew up the gash that you made with your lash As we danced to the Masochism Tango
Bash in my brain And make me scream with pain Then kick me once again And say we'll never part I know too well I'm underneath your spell So, Darling, if you smell Something burning, it's my heart Excuse me!
Take your cigarette from its holder And burn your initials in my shoulder Fracture my spine, and swear that you're mine As we dance to the Masochism Tango
Child Star Composer(s): Marc Bolan Performer(s): T. Rex and various other artists
Mountain eyes, peeping out of his head Sipping tea composing in his bed A hundred hands working on a musical of old Debussy and Mendlessohn Handel and Dvorak of old Child star protege of Mister Gormez Who said you'd go far Child star, they do not see just what a precious gem you'd be Sad to see them watching you fade into invisibility
Twelve years old, your elvish fingers kiss your Beethoven hair The awesome people stare They're unaware of all the angel sounds they see and hear Debussy and Mendlessohn Handel and Dvorak of old Child star protege of Mister Gormez Who said you'd go far Child star and when you died at just thirteen they wept and wrung their hair Sad to see them mourning you when you are there Within the flowers and the trees
Really Wanna Know You Composer(s): Ali Thomson; Gary Wright Performer(s): Gary Wright
I don't mind being lonely But I do mind if not being loved Maybe you're feeling the same way too You're ready to hold some one
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I really wanna know you I really wanna show you the way I feel I really wanna know you I really wanna show you the way I feel
Something about you is telling me We're coming from the very same place It's only just a notion I have (but) I see it written over your face
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(***) you've got something about you that I want around me Something I've been searching all my life through So now it's up to you, yeah, yeah Tell me what you're gonna do I wanna know yeah yeah yeah
Everytime I see you it's the same thing all over again You're doing something to me it's true And I don't want to fell it end
The Mask Composer(s): Roger Glover - J. Roussel Performer(s): Roger Glover
It's later on a Wednesday, the sun is going down I'm standing naked by a swimming pool, there's no one around My imagination wanders back, red dust is always there We lay together in the jungle, and love was in the air
As I dive into the water, both time and motion freeze I'm hanging there suspended like a feather in the breeze Below is your reflection, like an image from the past But I can't be sure if it's really you, 'cause you're wearing a tribal mask
Take it off, take off the mask Take it off, take off the mask Take it off, take off the mask Take it off, take off the mask
There is no way of knowing how long I must remain Dangling like a statue, and whispering your name But suddenly it's over, and I begin to fall But the swimming pool is empty now, no water there at all
I find myself in a room, empty and it's bare With nothing but a mirror, and I know you're waiting there I'm looking for an answer, but I don't know who to ask I see my own reflection, but this time, I got the mask
I can't take it, I can't take it I can't take it, I can't take it
Take it off, take off the mask Take it off, take off the mask Take it off, take off the mask Take it off, take off the mask
Ah I can't take it, no I can't take it, no, no I can't take it, I can't take it I can't take it, no, no, no
Take it off, take off the mask Take it off, take off the mask Take it off, take off the mask Take it off, take off the mask Take it off, take off the mask Take it off, take off the mask Take it off, take off the mask Take it off, take off the mask
Child Of The 50's Composer(s): Don Reid Performer(s): The Statler Brothers
Don: I grew up a child of the 50s Learned to dance to the beat of rock & roll Television was my friend I Love Lucy, Rin Tin Tin Kissed my first girl when I was 10 years old
Phil: Took a turn for the worse in the 60s Saw some real people die on TV I learned love's hard cold facts Paid my first income tax One small step for the man I'm gonna be
I'll never feel bad 'bout the times that we had I'll never look back in regret The heaven you gave I will treasure and save 'Cause it might be as close as I get
Lew: The 70s were 10 years of reruns News of Watergate was nothin' new The Democrats got it, we fell in love again When Elvis died, we all knew that we could too
Harold: Now I'm facin' the most of the 80s Old enough to run for President It's hard to think it's me, the father of 3 Oh America, I don't know where it went
I'll never feel bad 'bout the times that we had I'll never look back in regret The heaven you gave I will treasure and save 'Cause it might be as close as I get
The heaven you gave I will treasure and save 'Cause it might be as close as I get