Retro-Songteksten: Evergreens, Classics, Old-Time Favourites, Hits Uit Onze Jeugd
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A Tombstone Every Mile Composer(s): Dan Fulkerson Performer(s): Dick Curless and multiple other artists
All you big and burly men who roll the trucks along Better listen, you'll be thankful when you hear my song You have really got it made, if you're haulin' goods Anyplace on earth but those Hainesville Woods
It's a stretch of road up north in Maine That's never, ever, ever seen a smile If they buried all the truckers lost in them Woods There'd be a tombstone every mile Count 'em off, there'd be a tombstone every mile
When you're loaded with potatoes and you're headed down You've gotta drive the Woods to get to Boston town When it's winter up in Maine, better check it over twice That Hainesville road is just a ribbon of ice
It's a stretch of road up north in Maine That's never, ever, ever seen a smile If they buried all the truckers lost in them Woods There'd be a tombstone every mile Count 'em off, there'd be a tombstone every mile
When you're talkin' to a trucker that's been haulin' goods Down that stretch of road in Maine they call the Hainesville Woods He'll tell you that dying and goin' down below Won't be half as bad as driving on that road of ice and snow
It's a stretch of road up north in Maine That's never, ever, ever seen a smile If they buried all the truckers lost in them Woods There'd be a tombstone every mile Count 'em off, there'd be a tombstone every mile
I Go To Rio Composer(s): Peter Allen; Adrienne Anderson Performer(s): Peter Allen - 1976 Covered by multiple other artists
Titles In Other Languages: 1977 - Je Vais À Rio 1997 - Rio
When my baby When my baby smiles at me I go to Rio de Janeiro My-oh-me-oh I go wild and then I have to do the Samba And La Bamba Now I'm not the kind of person With a passionate persuasion for dancin' Or roma-ancin' But I give in to the rhythm And my feet follow the beatin' of my hear-eart
Woh-ho-oh-oh, when my baby When my baby smiles at me I go to Rio de Janeiro I'm a Salsa fellow When my baby smiles at me The sun'll lightens up my li-ife And I am free at last, what a blast
Woh-ho-oh-oh, when my baby When my baby smiles at me I feel like Tarzan, of the Jungle There on the hot sand And in a bungalow while monkeys play above-a, We-ee make love-a Now I'm not the type to let vibrations (Rio...) Trigger my imagination easily (Rio...) You know that's just not me But I turn into a tiger (Rio...) Everytime I get beside the - one I love (Rio...) Woh, oh, woh, woh-oh..., Rio... - Rio... Yeah Ugh - Rio... - Ugh
Woh-ho-oh-oh, when my ba-a-aby (when my baby) When my baby smiles at me I go to Rio (Rio...) de Janeiro I'm a Salsa fellow-ow When my baby smiles at me The sun'll lightens u-up my li-ife And I am free at last, what a blast
When my baby (when my baby) When my baby smiles at me I go to Rio (Rio...) That's when I go to Rio (Rio) Rio - Rio de Janeir-eiro Rio... Rio.... Rio...
Joe Bean Composer(s): Bud Freeman; Leon Pober Performer(s): Johnny Cash
Well they're hangin' Joe Bean this mornin'
for killin' a man in Arkansas Funny thing about it Joe Bean never even heard of the man In fact Joe Bean never has been to Arkansas And to top that all today is Joe Bean's 20th birthday See where the gallows stand Joe Bean see where the gallows stand Just twenty short years from the day you were born you'll die by the hangman's hand
They're hangin' Joe Bean this mornin' for a shootin' that he never did He killed twenty men by the time he was ten he was an unruly kid But they're hangin' Joe Bean for the one shootin' that he never did See through the prison bars Joe Bean see where the gallows stand Just twenty short years from the day you were born you'll die by the hangman's hand
Well your mother's in capitol city asking Governor Simms for a stay And it's really hard on her cause she knows Where you were on that particular day You were workin' Joe Bean hard workin' robbing the Santa Fe Well the telegraph wires're hummin' hear the Governor's words come through I can't set you free cause it's not up to me but this much Joe Bean I'll do I'll join your mother in extending birthday greetings to you Happy birthday Joe Bean Happy birthday Joe Bean Happy birthday dear Joe Happy birthday to you
Tombé Pour La France Composer(s): Étienne Daho - Arnold Turboust First release: Étienne Daho - 1986
Be bop, pieds nus sous la lune Sans foi ni toit ni fortune Je passe mon temps à faire nimporte quoi Sur les pistes, noires de préférence Quand le démon de la danse Me prend le corps, je fais nimporte quoi Jen sais rien
Dum di la, je métourdis, ça ne suffit pas A mfaire oublier que tes plus là Jai gardé cette photo sur moi, ce photomaton que taimais pas Si tu rviens, nattends pas quau bout dune corde mon corps balance
Be bop, pieds nus sous la lune Sans foi ni toi ni personne Je crois bien que jfrais nimporte quoi Pour te voir cinq minutes encore A Sables dor, près des dunes Je te raconterai nimporte quoi Ce sera bien
Dum di la, je métourdis, ça ne suffit pas A mfaire oublier que tes plus là Jai gardé cette photo sur moi, ce photomaton que taimais pas Si tu rviens, nattends pas que je sois tombé pour la France
Pour te voir cinq minutes encore A Sables dor, près des dunes Je te raconterai nimporte quoi Ce sera bien
Dum di la, je métourdis, ça ne suffit pas A mfaire oublier que tes plus là Jai gardé cette photo sur moi, ce photomaton que taimais pas Si tu rviens, nattends pas que je sois tombé pour la France
I Go To Pieces Italian Title: Il Mare Non Racconta Mai - 1967 Composer(s): Del Shannon First release by: Peter & Gordon - 1964 Covered by multiple other artists
When I see her comin' down the street I get so shaky and I feel so weak I tell my eyes look the other way But they don't seem to hear a word I say
And I, go to pieces and I wanna hide Go to pieces and I almost die Everytime my baby passes by
I tell my arms they'll hold someone new Another love that will be true But they don't listen, they don't seem to care They reach for her but she's not there
And I, go to pieces and I wanna hide Go to pieces and I almost die Everytime my baby passes by
I remember what she said when she said "Goodbye baby. We'll meet again soon maybe" "But until we do, all my best to you" I'm so lonely, I think about her only
I go to places we used to go But I know she'll never show She hurt me so much inside Now I hope she's satisfied
And I, go to pieces and I wanna hide Go to pieces and I almost die Everytime my baby passes by Go to pieces and I cry Everytime my baby passes by Go to pieces and I cry
Joe Composer(s): Ady Semel; Scott Walker Performer(s): Scott Walker
As old Joe sat a dyin' The baby down the hall was cryin' Somebody had a party goin' on The fat boy you told tales to Moved away the other day To think with no goodbye He could have gone A postcard from Sun City Was found layin' by your side A kind of desert place Where old folks dry away You gazed out through the window At the wonders of the sky As if it were the first time every day
Chorus: There ain't no-one left alive to call me Joe You used to say No-one left alive To call me Joe You've been beyond the boundaries Understood it all And thought of nothing The ultimate was simple to your eyes Just watch the world make madness As the youth cried their replies An old man knows far better than to try They say towards the end You hardly left your shabby room Where once you loved to go Walkin' Thru' the day Sit back and watch a spider Weave your window 'Cross the moon And meals on wheels Laughed kindly When you'd say There ain't no-one left alive to call me Joe To call me Joe No-one left alive to call me Joe
Tómate Una Copa Composer(s): Ramón Inclán Performer(s): Javier Solís
Siéntate a mi lado mi reciente amiga tómate una copa mientras escuchamos aquella canción Tú no me conoces ni yo te conozco pero este momento quiero ser tu amigo por una ocasión
Si ves en mis ojos lágrimas que corren no es que esté llorando, es que estoy fumando y el humo me entró Siéntate a mi lado, tómate una copa mientras vas secando el llanto que el humo en mis ojos dejó
Si ves en mis ojos lágrimas que corren no es que esté llorando, es que estoy fumando y el humo me entró Siéntate a mi lado, tómate una copa mientras vas secando el llanto que el humo en mis ojos dejó
I Go Swimming Composer(s): Peter Gabriel Performer(s): Peter Gabriel; Tony Gillis; Rick Springfield
Ooh, I go swimming, swimming in the water Swimming in the river, swimming in the sea I go swimming I go swimming, swimming in the water Swimming in the pool, swimming is cool I go swimming
The sun is burning, I am yearning For the waterflow (waterflow) Next to my skin I, like to begin a Waterflow (waterflow) Letting off steam I float in a dream I can't let go (can't let go) Follow my wishes, follow the fishes Down below (down below) I go swimming
I need water, water to drink Water on my brain, water sustain Water over me I want water, water I need Water to think, water to drink Water over me
The sun is burning, I am yearning For the waterflow (waterflow) Next to my skin I, like to begin a Waterflow (waterflow) Letting off steam I float in a dream I can't let go (can't let go) Follow my wishes, follow the fishes Down below (down below) I go swimming
I go swimming, I go swimming Swimming in water, swimming in water, swimming in water Water all over me Swimming in water, swimming in water, swimming in water I go swimming, I go swimming I go swimming, I go swimming Swimming, I go swimming Oh I go swimming, I go swimming Water all over me Swimming in water, swimming in water, swimming in water Water all over me Swimming in water, swimming in water, swimming in water Water all over me Swimming in water, swimming in water, swimming in water Water all over me
Jody And The Kid Composer(s): Kris Kristofferson Performer(s): Roy Drusky; and various other artists
She would meet me in the morning On my way down to the river Waiting patient by the chinaberry tree With her feet already dusty From the pathway to the levee And her little blue jeans rolled up to her knees
And I'd pay her no attention As she tagged along beside me Trying hard to copy everything i did But I couldn't keep from smiling When I'd hear somebody saying Looky yonder there goes Jody and the kid
Even after we grew older We could still be seen together As we walked along the levee holding hands For as surely as the seasons she was changin' to a woman And I'd lived enough to call myself a man
As she often lay beside me In the coolness of the evening 'Til the morning sun was shining on my bed And at times when she was sleeping I'd smile when I'd remember How they used to call us Jody and the kid
Now the world's a little older And the years have changed the river 'Cause there's houses where they didn't used to be And on sundays I go walking Down the pathway to the levee With another little girl who follows me
And it makes the old folks smile To see her tag along beside me Doing little things the way her mama did But it gets a little lonesome When I hear somebody sayin' Looky yonder there goes Jody and the kid
I Go Crazy Composer(s): Brian May Performer(s): Queen
I Took My Baby To See A Heavy Band But I Never Saw My Baby 'till The Encore She Had The Singer By The Hand I Didn't Wanna Cry 'cause I Had To Be Cool I Didn't Wanna Tell You That You're Too Cruel Did You Have To Run Off With That Dog-gone Fool?
All I Gotta Do Is Think About You Ev'ry Night And Day I Go Crazy All I Gotta Do Is Get My Hands On You You Better Stay Away From Me Baby
I Wouldn't Mind The Postman If The Neighbours Didn't Know Or The Gas Man The Electric Man - Man To Fix The Car I'd Have To Let It Go But You Had To Bring Me Down For A Rock 'n Roll Clone Leave Me Like A Sucker Standing All Alone Did You Have To Run Off With That Rolling Stone?
All I Gotta Do Is Think About You Ev'ry Night And Day I Go Crazy All I Gotta Do Is Get My Hands On You You Better Stay Away From Me Baby
So I Ain't Gonna Go And See The Rolling Stones No More No More
I Don't Wanna Go See Queen No More No More
Now I Don't Wanna Hurt You Like You Been A-hurting Me But You Know That I'll Be Watching Rolling On The Floor Next Time You're On TV Had Enough Of Your Pretending That You Know Where It's At Coming On To All The Boys Like A Real Spoilt Brat To Think That I Nearly Let You Get Away With All That No Way Man
All I Gotta Do Is Think About You Ev'ry Night And Day I Go Crazy All I Gotta Do Is Get My Hands On You
Job's Tears Composer(s): Robin Williamson Performer(s): The Incredible String Band
We're all still here no one has gone away Waiting, acting much too well and procrastinating
The cross of the earth (let me go through) The four winds point them Body to body Seas to anoint them The reed they brought him Sponge and vinegar Fiery serpents Spitting gold and cinnamon The moon was bleeding And stars were shallow And the sword that killed him Was a sword of willow
Hello I must be going well I only came to say I hear my mother calling and I must be on my way
O I remember it all from before
The winter and the midnight Could not hold him The fire could not burn him Nor earth enfold him Rise up Lazarus Sweet and salty Brother soldiers Stop your gambling and talk to me The thieves were stealers But reason condemned him And the grave was empty Where they had laid him
Why heroes die at sunrise Why the birds are arrows of the wise Why each perfumed flower Why each moment has its hour
It's you It's all true
Stranger than that we're alive Stranger than that Stranger than that Whatever you think It's more than that, more than that Happy man, the happy man Doing the best he can
Keep on walking where the angels showed (All will be one) Travelling where the saints have trod Over in the old golden land In the golden book of the golden game The golden angel wrote my name When the deal goes down I'll put my crown Over in the old golden land
I won't need to kiss you when we're there (All will be one) I won't need to miss you when we're there Over in the old golden land
We'll understand it better in the sweet bye and bye You won't need to worry and you won't have to cry Over in the old golden land
Si escuchas dentro tuyo una pequeña voz llamar atiende lo que dice que es tu voz la que hablará Habrá nacido entonces tu conciencia y llorarás Anímate, anímate Si escuchas en el viento muchas voces y un cantar atiende lo que dice que es el mundo el que hablará Si estás de acuerdo canta y en tu voz el viento irá Anímate, anímate Si escuchas en tu pueblo una canción de libertad atiende lo que dice que es tu pueblo el que hablará La libertad es todo lo que un hombre tiene y ya anímate, anímate
I Go Crazy Composer(s): Paul Davis First release by: Paul Davis - 1977 Covered by multiple other artists
Hello girl it's been awhile Guess you'll be glad to know That I've learned how to laugh and smile
Getting over you was slow They say old lovers can be good friends But I never thought I'd really see you, I'd really see you again
I go crazy When I look in your eyes I still go crazy No my heart just can't hide that old feelin' inside Way deep down inside Oh baby, you know when I look in your eyes I go crazy
You say he satifies your mind Tells you all of his dreams I know how much that means to you
I realize that I was blind Just when I thought I was over you I see your face and it just ain't true No it just ain't true
I go crazy When I look in your eyes I still go crazy That old flame comes alive, it starts burning inside Way deep down inside Oh baby, you know when I look in your eyes I go crazy
Oooh, Oh Oooh, Oh
I go crazy You know when I look in your eyes I go crazy No my heart just can't hide that old feelin' inside Way deep down inside I go crazy
João E Maria Composer(s): Chico Buarque; Sivuca Performer(s): Chico Buarque
Agora eu era o herói E o meu cavalo só falava inglês A noiva do cowboy Era você Além das outras três Eu enfrentava os batalhões Os alemães e seus canhões Guardava o meu bodoque E ensaiava o rock Para as matinês
Agora eu era o rei Era o bedel e era também juiz E pela minha lei A gente era obrigada a ser feliz E você era a princesa Que eu fiz coroar E era tão linda de se admirar Que andava nua pelo meu país
Não, não fuja não Finja que agora eu era o seu brinquedo Eu era o seu pião O seu bicho preferido Sim , me dê a mão A gente agora já não tinha medo No tempo da maldade Acho que a gente nem tinha nascido
Agora era fatal Que o faz-de-conta terminasse assim Pra lá desse quintal Era uma noite que não tem mais fim Pois você sumiu no mundo Sem me avisar E agora eu era um louco a perguntar O que é que a vida vai fazer de mim
I Give You My Word Composer(s): Al Kavelin; Merril Lyn Performer(s): Eddy Duchin and multiple other artists
I give you my word I'll never love again I give you my word This is my first and last romance
I gave my lips My heart and soul to you My heart will break If you don't take me too
I give you my word You are the only one All heaven has heard What your love has done
Darling, what's the good of life Without love or love without you I'll never change I give you my word
I give you my word You are the only one All heaven has heard What your love has done
Darling, what's the good of life Without love or love without you I'll never change I give you my word I give you my word I give you my word I give you my word
Joanne Composer(s): Michael Nesmith Performer(s): Michael Nesmith; and various other artists
Her name was Joanne And she lived in a meadow by a pond And she touched me for a moment With a look that spoke to me of her sweet love
Then the woman that she was drove her on with desperation And I saw as she went, a most hopeless situation For Joanne and the man and the time that made them both run
She was only a girl I know that well, but still I could not see That the hold that she had Was much stronger than the love she felt for me
But staying with her and my little bit of wisdom Broke down her desires like a light through a prism Into yellows and blues and a tune that I could not have sung
Though the essence is gone I have no tears to cry for her And my only thoughts of her are kind
Her name was Joanne And she lived n'in a meadow by a pond And she touched me for a moment With a look that spoke to me of her sweet love
Then the woman that she was drove her on with desperation And I saw as she went, a most hopeless situation For Joanne and the man and the time that made them both run For Joanne and the man and the time that made them both run
I Giorni Dell'arcobaleno ((French Version: Le Temps Qu'il Nous Reste (by Nana Mouskouri) - 1972)) Composer(s): Dalmazio Maini - Piero Pintucci - Nicola Di Bari First performance by: Nicola Di Bari - 1972
Erano i giorni dell'arcobaleno finito l'inverno tornava il sereno E tu con negli occhi la luna e le stelle sentivi una mano sfiorare la tua pelle E mentre impazzivi al profumo dei fiori la notte si accese di mille colori Distesa sull'erba come una che sogna giacesti bambina, ti alzasti già donna Tu adesso ti vedi grande di più Sei diventata più forte e sicura e iniziata la avventura Ormai sono bambine le amiche di prima Che si ritrovano in gruppo a giocare e sognano ancora su un raggio di luna Vivi la vita di donna importante perché a sedici anni ai già avuto un amante ma un giorno saprai che ogni donna è matura all'epoca giusta e con giusta misura E in questa tua corsa incontro all'amore ti lasci alle spalle il tempo migliore
Erano i giorni dell'arcobaleno finito l'inverno tornava il sereno