Retro-Songteksten: Evergreens, Classics, Old-Time Favourites, Hits Uit Onze Jeugd
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In The Merry Old Land Of Oz Composer(s): Harold Arlen - E.Y. "Yip" Harburg Performer(s): Judy Garland and multiple other artists
Ha Ha Ha, Ho Ho Ho and a couple of tra la la's That's how we laugh the day away In the Merry Ole Land of Oz!
Bzz Bzz Bzz, Chirp Chirp Chirp and a couple of la di da's That's how the crickets crick all day In the Merry Ole Land of Oz!
We get up at twelve and start to work at one Take an hour for lunch and then at two we're done! Jolly good fun!
Ha Ha Ha, Ho Ho Ho and a couple of tra la la's That's how we laugh the day away In the Merry Ole Land of Oz!
Ha Ha Ha, Ho Ho Ho Aha Ha Ha Ha Ha! That's how we laugh the day away with a Ho Ho Ho, Ha Ha Ha In the Merry Ole Land Of Oz!
Pat Pat here, Pat Pat there And a couple of brand new straws That's how we keep you young and fair In the Merry Ole Land of Oz!
Rub Rub here, Rub Rub there Whether you're tin or bronze That's how we keep you in repair In the Merry Ole Land of Oz!
We can make a dimple smile out of a frown! Can you even dye my eyes to match my gown? Uh-Huh! Jolly Ole Town!
Clip Clip here, Clip Clip there We give the roughest claws That certain air of savoir faire In the Merry Ole Land of Oz!
Ha Ha Ha Ha, Ho Ho Ho, Ha Ha Ha Ha That's how we laugh the day away In the Merry Ole Land of Oz! That's how we laugh the day away with a Ha Ha Ha, Aha Ha Ha Ha Ha Ha (hee hee) Ha Ha Ha, Ha Ha Ha (hee hee) Ha Ha Ha In the Merry Ole Land Of Oz!
Children Of The Sun
Composer(s): Andy Anderson - Nik Turner
Performer(s): Hawkwind
The golden age of the future comes That was dreamed of in the past Where freedom will reign over minds of peace Minds rich in wisdom to the last We are children of the sun and this is our inheritance No longer chaos and confusion But love and laughter Song and dance
Rebel's Last Request Composer(s): Carl Jackson Performer(s): The Bluegrass Cardinals
Eighteen sixty-three was an awful place to be I never thought I'd make it out alive But a dying man's request Helped me pass the rugged test And see the end to eighteen sixty-five
He called me to his side and just before he died This Rebel soldier made it clear to me That his one last desire Before his soul it did retire Was to return home and there forever be
Chorus Take me back to the southland Mississippi is my home Let me rest with those green fields above me Never more shal I roam
So I dug a shallow grave marked the spot where he was layed By a nearby lonesome weeping willow tree And in case I lost my knife Or another took my life I carved those final words he said to me
Chorus
Eighteen Sixty-Five and I made it out alive So I returned to fill his final plea But I found no body there Just a feeling in the air And a change of words upon the willow tree
(Final Chorus)
He's gone back to the Southland Mississippi is his home He now rests with those green fields above him Never more shall he roam
The Merry Minuet Composer(s): Sheldon Harnick Performer(s): The Kingston Trio; Sheldon Harnick
They're rioting in Africa They're starving in Spain There's hurricanes in Florida and Texas needs rain The whole world is festering with unhappy souls The French hate the Germans The Germans hate the Poles Italians hate Yugoslavs South Africans hate the Dutch and I don't like anybody very much!
But we can be tranquil and thankful and proud for man's been endowed with a mushroom shaped cloud And we know for certain that some lovely day someone will set the spark off and we will all be blown away They're rioting in Africa There's strife in Iran What nature doesn't do to us will be done by our fellow man
Children Of The Sun
Composer(s): Spencer Proffer - Billy Thorpe
Performer(s): Billy Thorpe
People of the Earth can you hear me? Came a voice from the sky on that magical night And in the colors of a thousand sunsets They traveled through the world on a silvery light
The people of the Earth stood waiting Watching as the ships came one by one Setting fire to the sky as they landed Carrying to the world Children Of The Sun
All at once came a sound from the inside Then a beam made of light hit the ground Everyone felt the sound of their heartbeat Every Man - Every Woman - Every Child
They passed the limits of imagination Through the doors - to a world - of another time On the journey of a million lifetimes With the Children Of The Sun - They started their climb
No more gravity, nothing holding them down Floating endlessly, as their ship leaves the ground Thru the walls of time - at the speed of light Fly the crystal ships on their celestial flight On their celestial flight
Rebels Are We Composer(s): Bernard Edwards; Nile Rodgers Performer(s): Chic
We are the rebels, baby Rebels are we We want to be free My baby and me
Nevertheless Rebels are we
Life's a switch, don't let it play a trick on you Try not to be fooled, be wise Don't throw a fit, stay calm and you'll be cool You'll find a solution right before your eyes
I know much more now that I'm older Just a little bolder, listen to me We can't give up, now that we're movin' The whole world's groovin', we must stay free
We are the rebels, baby Rebels are we We want to be free My baby and me
Nevertheless Rebels are we
Don't cage us in, we might just surprise you In order to convince you, we will Oh, no, you can't take away our freedom And get this straight, for that we won't be still
The time is now and if we have to fight Come on let's unite, we got to do it soon We're gonna win, on that you can depend `Cause if you don't, me and my baby are goin' to the moon
We are the rebels, baby Rebels are we We want to be free My baby and me
Nevertheless Rebels are we My baby and me
We are the rebels, baby Rebels are we We want to be free
My baby and me Nevertheless Rebels are we My baby and me
Rebels Rebels
Rebels, baby Rebels Rebels, baby Rebels
Rebels, baby Rebels Rebels, baby Rebels
We are the rebels, baby Rebels are we We want to be free My baby and me
Nevertheless Rebels are we My baby and me
We are the rebels, baby Rebels are we We want to be free My baby and me
Nevertheless Rebels are we My baby and me
We are the rebels, baby Rebels are we We want to be free My baby and me
Nevertheless Rebels are we My baby and me
We are the rebels, baby Rebels are we We want to be free My baby and me
The Mermaid Composer(s): Fletcher Peck Performer(s): Frankie Laine
(Ship Ahoy!) (Ship Ahoy!)
I once went fishin', and I caught a mermaid Told me that she was Neptune's daughter I clipped her Pop for a buck and a quarter Sold her a pen for writin' under... water (Water)
(Ship Ahoy!) (Ship Ahoy!)
So I told her Pappy that we could be happy Pappy said, "Listen here, you bounder You cannot keep her just `cos you found her She is engaged to a very wealthy... flounder" (Flounder)
(Ship Ahoy!) (Ship Ahoy!)
Begged her to marry, she didn't tarry I slipped the ring upon her flipper We sailed away on a Yankee clipper Soon we were blessed with an eight pound bouncing... kipper (Kipper)
(Ship Ahoy!) (Ship Ahoy!)
Thought her a shy one, but she was a sly one First thing I knew she took to swearin' Slippin' around and never carin' Caught her with every Tom and Dick and... Herring (Herring)
(Ship Ahoy!) (Ship Ahoy!)
She just got slyer, and oh, what a liar Spent all my loot on gin and splurgin' Lied to my face without no urgin' `Specially when she said she was a... sturgeon (Sturgeon)
So I learned my lesson (My lesson) and now I'm confessin' (Confessin') I'll never miss that mermaid's squawkin' You know they ain't no good for walkin' Who needs the half that's always busy... talkin' (Talkin')
Children Of The Sea
Composer(s): Geezer Butler - Ronnie James Dio - Tony Iommi - Bill Ward
First release by: Black Sabbath - 1980
In the misty morning, on the edge of time We've lost the rising sun, a final sign As the misty morning rolls away to die Reaching for the stars, we blind the sky
We sailed across the air before we learned to fly We thought that it could never end We'd glide above the ground before we learned to run, run Now it seems our world has come undone
Oh they say that it's over And it just had to be Ooh they say that it's over We're lost children of the sea, oh
We made the mountains shake with laughter as we played Hiding in our corner of the world Then we did the demon dance and rushed to nevermore Threw away the key and locked the door
Oh they say that it's over, yeah And it just had to be Yes they say that it's over We're lost children of the sea
In the misty morning, on the edge of time We've lost the rising sun, a final sign As the misty morning rolls away to die Reaching for the stars, we blind the sky
Oh they say that it's over, yeah And it just had to be Oh they say that it's over Poor lost children of the sea, yeah
Look Out! the sky is falling down! Look Out! The world is spinning round and round and round! Look Out! The sun is going black, black Look Out! It's never never never coming back, Look Out!
Rebels Composer(s): Tom Petty Performer(s): Tom Petty & the Heartbreakers
Honey don't walk out I'm too drunk to follow You know you won't feel this way tomorrow Well - maybe I'm a little rough around the edges Inside a little hollow I get faced with somethings sometimes That are so hard to swallow - Hey!
(Chorus) I was born a rebel Down in Dixie on a Sunday morning Yeah - with one foot in the grave And one foot on the pedal I was born a rebel
Well she picked me up in the morning And she paid out my ticket Yeah she screamed in the car And threw me out in the thicket Well - I never would've dreamed That her heart was so wicked Oh - but I keep coming back 'Cause it's so hard to kick it Hey, hey, hey
(Chorus)
Even before my father's fathers They called us all rebels Burned our cornfields And left our cities level I can still see the eyes Of those blue bellied devils When I'm walking round tonight Through the concrete and metal Hey, hey, hey
Mermaid Composer(s): Shel Silverstein - Jim Friedman First release by: Shel Silverstein - 1965
When I was a lad in a fishing town, an old man said to me You can spend your life, your jolly life, just sailing on the sea You can search the world for pretty girls, till your eyes are weak and dim But don't go swimming with a mermaid, son, if you don't know how to swim
'Cause her hair is green as seaweed And her skin is blue and pale And I'll tell you now before you start You can love that girl with all your heart But you're just gonna love the upper part You're not gonna like the tail
So I signed on with a whaling ship, and my very first day at sea I seen a mermaid in the waves a reaching out to me Come live with me in the sea said she, and down on the ocean floor I'll show you a million wondrous things, you've never seen before
So over I jumped and she pulled me down, down to her seaweed bed And a pillow made of tortoise shell she placed beneath my head She fed me shrimps and caviar, upon a silver dish From her head to her waist she was just my taste, but the rest of her was a fish
Her hair was green as seaweed And her skin was blue and pale And her face it was a work of art And I loved that girl with all my heart But I only liked the upper part I did not like the tail
And then one day she swam away, and I sang to the clams and whales How I missed her fins and her seaweed hair, and the silvery shine of her scales But then her sister, she swam by and set my heart a whirl 'Cause her upper part was an ugly fish, but the bottom part was a girl
Her toes are pink and rosy And her knees are smooth and pale And her legs they are a working part And I love that girl with all my heart And I don't give a damn about the upper part And that's how I end my tail
Children Of The Revolution
Composer(s): Marc Bolan
First release by: T. Rex - 1972
Covered by multiple other artists
La de da La de da de da da da Well you can bump and grind If it's good for your mind Well you can twist and shout Let it all hang out But you won't fool the Children of the revolution No you won't fool the Children of the revolution No no Well you can tear a plane In the falling rain I drive a Rolls Royce 'Cause it's good for my voice But you won't fool the Children of the revolution No you won't fool the Children of the revolution No no La de da La de da de da da da La de da La de da de da de da da da La de da La de da de da da da La de da La de da You won't fool the Children of the revolution No you won't fool the Children of the revolution No you won't fool the Children of the revolution No you won't fool No no You won't fool the children No no you can tie The photographic tight You won't make it Oh la de da La de da La de da de da da da La de da La de da de da de da da
Rebel Rebel Composer(s): David Bowie Performer(s): David Bowie; and various other artists
You've got your mother in a whirl She's not sure if you're a boy or a girl Hey babe, your hair's alright Hey babe, let's go out tonight You like me, and I like it all We like dancing and we look divine You love bands when they're playing hard You want more and you want it fast They put you down, they say I'm wrong You tacky thing, you put them on
Chorus: Rebel Rebel, you've torn your dress Rebel Rebel, your face is a mess Rebel Rebel, how could they know? Hot tramp, I love you so!
Don't ya?
You've got your mother in a whirl 'cause she's Not sure if you're a boy or a girl Hey babe, your hair's alright Hey babe, let's stay out tonight You like me, and I like it all We like dancing and we look divine You love bands when they're playing hard You want more and you want it fast They put you down, they say I'm wrong You tacky thing, you put them on
Chorus
Don't ya? Oh?
Chorus
You've torn your dress, your face is a mess You can't get enough, but enough ain't the test You've got your transmission and your live wire You got your cue line and a handful of ludes You wanna be there when they count up the dudes And I love your dress You're a juvenile success Because your face is a mess So how could they know? I said, how could they know?
So what you wanna know Calamity's child, chi-chile, chi-chile Where'd you wanna go? What can I do for you? Looks like you've been there too 'Cause you've torn your dress And your face is a mess Ooo, your face is a mess Ooo, ooo, so how could they know? Eh, eh, how could they know? Eh, eh
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