Retro-Songteksten: Evergreens, Classics, Old-Time Favourites, Hits Uit Onze Jeugd
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The Soul Is The Rock Composer(s): Gordon Lightfoot Performer(s): Gordon Lightfoot
The soul is the rock and the rock will not be moved Nothing is disputed, yet nothing is disproved And the seeds of the earth that were planted long ago Still yield a better harvest than the rock was prone to grow Say what you like to do what you do Everyone's sleeping now, two by two Bats in the roof, cats in the hall Dust on the stairway, gnats on the wall
Big rain comin' Big rain comin' this way Rain on the rock Rain on the rock Rain on the rock
The sea is the space which the rock has displaced The mind is some stranger that the soul has embraced And somewhere between, in a no-man's land of dreams The heart becomes the soldier yet the rock is not redeemed Say what you like to do what you can Live like a sheep, die like a lamb Bats in the roof, cats in the hall Dust on the stairway, gnats on the wall
Big rain comin' Big rain comin' this way Rain on the rock Rain on the rock Rain on the rock
The soul is the rock and the rock will always roll In circles 'round the sun doing rings around the pole When the mind is not sure what the heart will do next The rock becomes the master and the road becomes what's left Late one night when the moon shone down We went to the mill on the edge of the town She wore white, I wore black The town was sleeping when we got back
Big rain comin' Big rain comin' this way Rain on the rock Rain on the rock Rain on the rock
The soul is the rock and the rock will not be harmed Though man must be cheated just as women must be charmed And the mind is the light for the heart which cannot see The soul becomes the stranger but the rock will always be Say what you like to do what you do Everyone's sleeping now two by two Bats in the roof, cats in the hall Dust on the stairway, gnats on the wall
Oh Big rain comin' Big rain comin' this way Rain on the rock Rain on the rock Rain on the rock
The soul is the rock and the rock will not be moved Nothing is disputed yet nothing is disproved And the seeds of the earth that were planted long ago Still yield a better harvest than the rock was prone to grow And the seeds of the earth that were planted long ago Still yield a better harvest than the rock was prone to grow
The Shoemaker's Serenade Composer(s): Edward Lisbona - Joe Lubin Performer(s): Lou Preager and multiple other artists
He'll mend your shoes for you, he'll mend your blues for you With clicks of the tricks of the trade For as he taps away your heart will start to sway To the shoemaker's serenade
The things that gent can do to any bent old shoe No matter how tattered and frayed And as he sews your seams he mends your broken dreams With his shoemaker's serenade
I'd like to state his work is great And if you wait he won't take long And you can watch the children of the neighbourhood Gaily dancing to his merry song
If you're along the street and hear a song that's sweet It's not any penny arcade It's just a cobbler gay who shoos your blues away With the shoemaker serenade
Col Tempo
((Adapted from: Avec Le Temps (by Léo Ferré) - 1970))
Composer(s): Léo Ferré - Enrico Medail
Performer(s): Patty Pravo - 1972
Col tempo sai Col tempo tutto se ne va Non ricordi più il viso Non ricordi la voce Quando il cuore ormai tace A che serve cercare Ti lasci andare e forse è meglio cosi
Col tempo sai Col tempo tutto se ne va
L'altro che adoravi che cercavi nel buio L'altro che indovinavi In un batter di ciglia Tra le frasi e le righe, in fondo di tinta Di promesse agghindate Per uscire a ballare
Col tempo sai Tutto scompare
Col tempo sai Col tempo tutto se ne va Ogni cosa appassisce Io mi scopro a frugare In vetrine di morte Quando il sabato sera La tenerezza rimane senza compagnia
Col tempo sai Col tempo tutto se ne va L'altro a cui tu credevi Anche a un colpo di tosse L'altro che ricoprivi Di gioielli e di vento Ed avresti impegnato anche l'anima al monte A cui ti trascinavi Alla pari di un cane
Col tempo sai Tutto va bene
Col tempo sai Col tempo tutto se ne va Non ricordi più il fuoco Non ricordi le voci E la gente da poco E il loro sussurrare Non ritardare copriti col freddo che fa
Col tempo sai Col tempo tutto se ne va E ti senti il biancore Di un cavallo sfiancato In un letto straniero Ti senti gelato Solitario ma in fondo in pace col mondo E ti senti tradito dagli anni perduti
Ride The Tiger Composer(s): Byong Yu; Grace Slick; Paul Kantner Performer(s): Jefferson Starship
I want to ride the tiger I want to ride the tiger It will be black and white in the dead of night Eyes flashing in the clear moonlight I want to ride the tiger
It's like a tear in the hands of a western man Tell you about salt, carbon and water But a tear to a chinese man He'll tell you about sadness and sorrow or the love of a man and a woman
I want to ride the tiger I want to sail through the risin' sun for you and you We got something to learn from the other side Something to give, we got nothing to hide I want to ride the tiger
Black wants out of the streets Yellow wants the country Red wants the country back And white wants out of this world Sing - sing to the sky I want to ride the tiger I want to ride the tiger
Look to the summer of seventy-five All the world is gonna come alive Do you want to ride the tiger?
It's like a tear in the hands of a western man Tell you about salt, carbon and water But a tear to an oriental man He'll tell you about sadness and sorrow or the love of a man and a woman
The mighty Sons of Hercules Once thundered through the years These men of steel could never feel The curse of a coward's fears
The Mighty Sons of Hercules Were men as men should be They burned with dreams And turned their dreams into history
A hundred giants, brave and bold They ruled the world in days of old
The Mighty Sons of Hercules Were men as men should be They took the world and shook the world The Sons of Hercules
The Mighty Sons of Hercules Once thundered through the years These men of steel could never feel The curse of a coward's fears
The Mighty Sons of Hercules Were men as men should be They burned with dreams Then turned their dreams into history
They are there when the need arrives There to show that might and right still survive! On land or on the sea, as long as there is need There'll be Sons of Hercules There'll be Sons of Hercules!
Do You Care? Composer(s): Lew Quadling - John M. Elliot Performer(s): Dorothy Carless and multiple other artists
Do you care? Is there a chance for me? Do you care? I wish I knew Won't you try to confess That you find happiness In the tender caress The way I do Do you care that I am so in love Please be fair, you know its true And just supposing I should say That Ive a heart to share Would it matter at all, do you care?
Do you care that I am so in love Please be fair, you know its true And just supposing I should say That Ive a heart to share Would it matter at all, do you care?
Coke, Suede And Waterbeds
Composer(s): Kraemer - MacNeil - Beard - Mayell
Performer(s): The Sopwith Camel
Coke, Suede and Waterbeds They've all got bodies but they call them heads And their friends in the legal trade Got Oriental rugs and jade Oh, Mama, please help them. Now they've all got money down House in the country, store in town Baby looks fine in her platform shoes Daddy's got a harp, trying to learn the blues Oh, Mama, please need them This scene is making me insane Everybody seems the same Secret pockets, poison rings Everybody's hiding things There's a girl with a tiger's claw She says I'm made of ice but I love to thaw Oh, Mama, please love her Young cat, dressed in white Feels un-bad cause he thinks he's light Goes down town to the hot congo Hopes to pass for a Chicano Oh, Mama, please love him No one here is to blame Things have always been the same
Mitt barn kom til verden på en klinikk
det var en liten gutt vi fikk Men jeg reiser så mye og rakk ikke hjem, da han lærte å gå var jeg ute igjen Og sist jeg kom hjem kunne han snakke med meg Han sa far jeg vil bli som deg, far, jeg vil bli som deg
Aldri ride ranke og vuggesang Aldri Mikkel Rev og bæ, bæ lille lam Når kommer du hjem far, jeg vet ikke, men Da skal vi få det fint igjen, sønn, da skal vi få det fint igjen
I forrige uke fylte han ti, han sa takk for ballen, kom så leker vi Kan du lære meg å sparke, jeg sa ikke nå, jeg har for mye å gjøre og tenke på Men han var like blid da han gikk sin vei Han sa far jeg vil bli slik som deg, far, jeg vil bli som deg
Aldri ride ranke og vuggesang Aldri Mikkel Rev og bæ, bæ lille lam Når kommer du hjem far, jeg vet ikke, men Da skal vi få det fint igjen, sønn, da skal vi få det fint igjen
Han kom fra forelesning i går kveld, jeg sa hvordan går det, sett deg ned og fortell Jeg er så stolt av deg, kom og sett deg da, men han ristet på hodet, smilte og sa Jeg skal en tur på kino og trenger en bil Kan jeg låne din, far, vær så snill
Aldri ride ranke og vuggesang Aldri Mikkel Rev og bæ, bæ lille lam Når kommer du hjem far, jeg vet ikke, men Da skal vi få det fint igjen, sønn, da skal vi få det fint igjen
Jeg er forlengst pensjonert og min sønn er gift Ringte ham i går og sa hei takk for sist Det er så sjelden jeg ser deg, kan vi treffes en dag Dessverre far det er bare mas og jag Jeg har for mye å gjøre i jobben min Men det var fint å høre stemmen din, far Og da han la på røret skjønte jeg At han var blitt slik som meg Min sønn var slik som meg
Aldri ride ranke og vuggesang Aldri Mikkel Rev og bæ, bæ lille lam Når kommer du hjem far, jeg vet ikke, men Da skal vi få det fint igjen, sønn, da skal vi få det fint igjen
The Song's Gotta Come From The Heart Performer(s): Frank Sinatra & Jimmy Durante
(Jimmy) It's art that made the mould It's the difference between the big and the small It doesn't have to be witty or smart Just as long as it comes from the heart
It doesn't have to be classic or rock Just as long as it comes from the heart Just put more heart into you voice And you'll become the people's choice
Just make up your mind from the start That the song's gotta come from the heart Just make up your mind from the start That the song's gotta come from the heart
Don't be afraid you'll make your grade Why you can sing as good as Bing That's why I say when you start That the song's gotta come from the heart
(Frank) It doesn't have to be witty or smart Long as it comes from the heart It doesn't have to be classic or rock Long as it comes from the heart
I'll give 'em that I'll give 'em this I'll strut away
(Jimmy) Boy! You can't miss!
(Frank) Just put a star on my chart
(Jimmy) they won't need this anymore!
(Frank) Cause the song's gonna come from the heart
(Jimmy) Don't work cheap!
(Both) On opening nights, your name in lights
(Jimmy) Why we won't stop, 'til you reach the top
(Both) We'll order our meal a la carte That's expensive! If the song comes from the heart
(Frank) We'll be tremendous!
(Both) If the song comes from the heart
(Jimmy) Can't call up Gable
(Both) If the song comes from the heart! H-e-a-r-t!
Coisas Da Vida Composer(s): Milton Nascimento Performer(s): Milton Nascimento
nunca é igual se for bem natural se for de coração além do bem e do mal coisas da vida o amor enfim ficou senhor de mim e eu fiquei assim calado, sem latim coisas da vida coma foi que eu cheguei aqui quem me diria que esse era meu fim olho no teu olhar a testa de estar de bem com a vida o luar girou a sorte me pegou tesouro te encontrarei sem garimpar no ouro da paixão na febre da paixão então em mim ser o senhor e ser a presa é um mistério, a maior beleza amor é dom da natureza amar é lago que não escravisa nunca é igual se for bem natural se for de coração além do bem e do mal coisas da vida ...
Ride On Josephine Composer(s): Ellas McDaniel aka Bo Diddley Performer(s): Sleepy LaBeef; Bo Diddley; Eric Sardinas; George Thorogood
Ride on Josephine, ride on Ride on Josephine, ride on Ride on Josephine, gal you got a runnin' machine Baby, ride on Jospehine, baby ride on Josephine's a-drivin' a hot rod Ford Something that'll really eat up the road It's souped up from a-front to rear Somebody that'll really dig away from here Ride on Josephine, ride on Ride on Josephine, ride on Ride on Josephine, gal you got a runnin' machine Baby, ride on Josephine, baby ride on
Josephine's Ford is a-gettin' real hot Found it sitting in a used car lot When she put it into the drive Man, I couldn't believe my own eyes Ride on Josephine, ride on Ride on Josephine, ride on Ride on Josephine, gal you got a runnin' machine Baby, ride on Josephine, baby ride on
Yeah Josephine, look a-here child I said I'll fill your tank if you need some gas Well honey, you don't look like you're gonna last I said, I better mind my own business Look a-here baby, I said you're my business You're good business baby And I just love good business You better shut up and come overhere and ride with me Yeah, you better ride with me till you get ahead What kinda car I'm driving? Well listen now, I'm gonna tell you
I got a fourty-eight Cadillac with Thunderbird wings I tell you gal, it's the running thing I can burn rubber from gear to gear Believe I can take it away from here Ride on Josephine, ride on Ride on Josephine, ride on Ride on Jospehine, gal you got a runnin' machine Baby, ride on Jospehine, baby ride on
I said goodbye, Josephine I'm goin' now I'm really gonna put some dirt in your eye Here I go!
The Song Remains The Same Composer(s): Robert Plant - Jimmy Page First release by: Led Zeppelin - 1973 Covered by multiple other artists
I had a dream Oh, yeah Crazy dream uh-huh Anything I wanted to know Any place I needed to go Hear my song Yeah...
People don't you listen now? Sing along! Oh, You don't know what you're missing now Any little song that you know Everything that's small has to grow And slow it grows! Push push, yeah! California sunlight sweet Calcutta rain Honolulu starbright the song remains the same
ooh! ooh!
Here we go! Honolulu now... Sing out Hare Hare dance the Hoochie Koo City lights are oh so bright as we go sliding
The Shining Composer(s): Tony Iommi Performer(s): Black Sabbath
There's a man who sees all there is to see What the future holds for all As the days grow dark with the grim and final warning Beware of the ones with invisible friends They will steal into your mind And all too soon the signs begin to show
Rise up to the shining Live long live now Rise up to the shining Don't be blind by fools again Fools again
As the pages turn and the story's told From the visions he's seen The house on the hill With the haunted eyes that call Noone laughed as madness came out To play it's game If you stay too long you'll finally go insane
Rise up to the shining Live long live now Rise up to the shining Don't be blind by fools again Fools again
Bells will take their toll On your way There's no way we're born to shine Before our time, all your life You're on your own Lonely road Lost in a time Let the light lead your way To the golden throne It's the only way
Rise up to the shining Live long live now Rise up to the shining Don't be blind by fools again Rise up to the shining Live long live now Rise up the shining Don't be blind by fools again
Oh rise up, to the shining Wise up they're gonna steal your mind Rise up, the house is gonna haunt you No one laughed, no one cried You stayed too long You're finally gonna stay
Cogli La Prima Mela Composer(s): Angelo Branduardi; Luisa Zappa Branduardi Performer(s): Angelo Branduardi
Bella che così fiera vai non lo rimpiangerai cogli la prima mela... Bella che così fiera vai non ti pentire mai cogli la prima mela... Danzala la vita tua al ritmo del tempo che va ridila la tua allegria cogli la prima mela... Bella che così fiera vai non lo rimpiangerai cogli la prima mela... Bella che così fiera vai non aspettare mai cogli la prima mela... Stringilo forte a te l'amico che ti sorriderà e fortuna a chi se ne va cogli la prima mela...
Só Eu E Você ((Adapted from: There's A Kind Of Hush (The New Vaudeville Band) - 1966)) Composer(s): Les Reed - Geoff Stephens - Lilian Knapp Performer(s): The Fevers - 1967
Versions In Other Languages: 1967 - Qu'est-Ce Que Tu Deviens? (Claude François) 1995 - 'K Voel Me Goed Vandaag (Dana Winner)
Se você, meu bem, prestar atenção verá Que, às vezes, não há no mundo ninguém Só eu e você, sabe por quê?
Se quiser saber, é só escutar, dizer O quanto lhe adoro E que só me interessa você
Assim, você e eu vamos sentir Como é melhor amar Sem pensar em nos separar
Então, verá que vou lhe dar O que eu tiver de bom em mim Só porque adoro você
The Song Is You Composer(s): Jerome Kern - Oscar Hammerstein First performance by: Tullio Carminati - 1932 Covered by multiple other artists
I hear music when I look at you A beautiful theme of ev'ry dream I ever knew Down deep in my heart, I hear it play I feel it start then melt away I hear music when I touch your hand A beautiful melody from some enchanted land Down deep in my heart, I hear it say Is this the day? I alone have heard this lovely strain I alone have heard this glad refrain Must it be forever in side of me Why can't I let it go? Why can't I let you know? Why can't I let you know the song my heart would sing? That beautiful rhapsody of love and youth and spring The music is sweet the words are true The song is you
The Shifting Whispering Sands Composer(s): Jack Gilbert - Mary Hadler Performer(s): Johnny Cash and multiple other artists
I discovered the valley of the shifting, whispering sands While prospecting for gold in one of our western States I saw the silent windmills, the crumbling water tanks The bones of cattle and burros, picked clean by buzzards Bleached by the desert suns I stumbled over a crumbling buckboard nearly covered by the sands And stopping to rest, I heard a tinkling, whispering sound Then suddenly realized that even though the wind was quiet The sand did not lie still I seemed to be surround by a mystery So heavy and oppressive I could scarcely breath For days and weeks I wandered aimlessly in this valley Seeking answers to the many questions That raced through my fevered mind Where was everyone Why the white bones The dry wells The barren valley where people must have lived and died Finally I could go no farther My food and water gone I sat down and buried my face in my hands And resting thus, I learned the secret Of the Shifting, whispering sands How I managed to escape from the valley I do not know But now to pay my final debt for being spared I must tell you what I learned out on the desert So many years ago
When the day is awfully quiet And the breeze seems not to blow One would think the sand was resting But you'll find this is not so It is whispering, softly whispering As it slowly moves along And for those who stop and listen It will sing this mournful song Of sidewinders and the horn toads Of the thorny chaparral Endless sunny days and moonlit nights The coyotes lonely yell Of the stars seem you could tough them As you lay and gaze on high At the heavens where we're hoping We'll be going when we die
Yes it always whispers to me Of the days of long ago When the settlers and the miners Fought the crafty Navajo How the cattle roamed the valley Happy people worked the land And now everything is covered By the shifting, whispering sands
How the miner left his buckboards Went to work his claims that day And the burro's broke their halters When they thought he'd gone to stay Wandered far in search of water On to old sidewinder's well And there, their bones picked clean by buzzards That were circling when they fell
How they found the ancient miner Lying dead upon the sand After months they could but wonder If he died by human hand
So they dug his grave and laid him On his back and crossed his hands And his secret still is hidden By the shifting, whispering sands
This is what they whispered to me On the quiet desert air Of the people and the cattle And the miner lying there
If you want to learn their secret Wander through this quiet land And I'm sure you'll hear the story Of the shifting, whispering sands
Coffee, Coffee, Coffee Composer(s): Tom T. Hall Performer(s): Dave Dudley; S.W.A.T.
Some men drink alcohol Some men drink juices from the vine But as for me, I'm very simple Give me coffee ev'ry time Make it warm and make it sweet Just the way my life has been Give me coffee, coffee, coffee, coffee, coffee And let me tell you, you have found yourself a friend
Cinncinnatti, early in the mornin' Aah, waitin' on an old Greyhound For Macon, Georgia right around noon time Ah, bring that coffee pot around Make it hot and make it now A little cream and sugar use Give me coffee, coffee, coffee, coffee, coffee And you have absolutely found yourself a friend
A cup of china, a silver spoon Cream out of a golden can See that pot, aah, it's percolatin' And it's just like music from a band These old bones, they're tired and weary But, man, you go percol up again Give me coffee, coffee, coffee, coffee, coffee I guarantee that you have have found yourself a friend
Yessir, you have found yourself a friend I guarantee that you have have found yourself a friend Ooohhh, you got yourself ...
