Retro-Songteksten: Evergreens, Classics, Old-Time Favourites, Hits Uit Onze Jeugd
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Blame It On The Pony Express Composer(s): Roger Cook; Roger Greenaway; Tony Macaulay Performer(s): Johnny Johnson & The Bandwagon; Bobby Sherman
It's been a while since you left St. Joe and still I tell myself you gotta feel the same way I'll get a letter very soon I know so I call in each day and ask about the relay, and they say...
There's nothin' I can do if it don't get through Just blame it on the pony express There's nothin' I can say if it goes astray Blame it on the pony express
I only pray that the long delay doesn't mean I've lost the heart I had a claim on But if they stay on a homeward trail I know there's gonna be a letter with my name on How can I go on?
There's nothin' I can do if it don't get through I'm gonna blame it on the pony express There's nothin' I can say if it goes astray Why don't you blame it on the pony express?
Honey if you're lonely, blame it on the pony express
Cherokee, Pawnee, Navajo Indian It's such along way from St. Joe to Sacramento I'm tryin' not to worry, but my heart is in a hurry So write just as fast as you can
There's nothin' I can do if it don't get through Blame it on the pony express There's nothin' I can say if it goes astray Just blame it on the pony express
Well, there's nothin' I can do if it don't get through Why don'tcha blame it on the pony express I said there's nothin' I can say if it goes astray Why don't I blame it on the pony express
Well, there's nothin' I can do if it don't get through Just blame it on the pony express I said there's nothin' I can say if it goes astray I'm gonna blame it on the pony express
Blame It On The Bossa Nova Composer(s): Barry Mann; Cynthia Weil Performer(s): Annette Funicello
and various other artists
I was at a dance when she caught my eyes Standin' all alone lookin' sad and shy We began to dance swayin' to and from And soon I knew I'd never let her go
Blame it on the bossa nova With its magic spell Blame it on the bossa nova That she did so well Oh it all began with just one little dance But soon it ended up a big romance Blame it on the bossa nova The dance of love
Now was it the moon No,no, the bossa nova Or the stars above No,no, the bossa nova Now was it the time Yeh,yeh, the bossa nova The dance of love
Now that little girl is my bride to be And we're gonna raise a family And when our kids ask how it came about I'm gonna say to them without a doubt
Blame it on the bossa nova With its magic spell Blame it on the bossa nova That she did so well Oh it all began with just one little dance But soon it ended up a big romance Blame it on the bossa nova The dance of love.....
Blame It On My Youth Composer(s): Edward Heyman; Oscar Levant Originally performed by: Nat King Cole Covered by various other artists
You were my adored one Then you became the bored one I was like a toy That brought you joy one day A broken toy That you preferred to throw away If I expected love When we first kissed Blame it on my youth If only just for you I did exist Blame it on my youth I believed in everything Like a child of three You meant more than anything All the world to me If you were on my mind All night and day Blame it on my youth If I forgot to eat and sleep and pray Blame it on my youth If I cried a little bit When first I learned the truth Don't blame it on the stars Don't blame it on your smile Don't blame it on my eyes Blame it on my youth
Blame It On My Last Affair Composer(s): Henry Nemo; Irving Mills Performer(s): Harry James and various other artists
When I walk and I'm called, and I don't turn like that Should I be introduced, and I sound very flat It isn't a grudge I bear -- blame it on my last affair
If I passed up my plate, though the dish is delish If I'm handed the bone and I don't care to wish It isn't the bill of fare -- blame it on my last affair
It hurt me so, and oh, I don't know If I'll ever live it through There's no excuse for this abuse Coming from one like you
If my eyes fill with tears at the least love words said If I'm walking the park when I should be in bed It's not that I need the air -- blame it on my last affair
Blame It On A Sad Song Composer(s): Lynyrd Skynyrd; Rick Medlocke; Gary Rossington; Hughie Thomasson Performer(s): Lynyrd Skynyrd
Here I sit all by myself Wonderin how she could put our love on a shelf A crowd of people, they pass me by But all I can do is hang my head and cry
(chorus) Blame it on a sad song in the night I dont want anyone but you to make it right Blame it on a sad song in the night Well, its an old familiar feelin Girl, its got my heart reelin Dont want to hear a sad song in the night Anymore
I know when we first started out I was your only love and you had no doubt But songs of the heart dont last forever But dont you give up on love cause you never say never
Blame it on a sad song in the night I dont want anyone but you to make it right Blame it on a sad song in the night Well, its an old familiar feelin Girl, its got my heart reelin Dont want to hear a sad song in the night Anymore
cause not a day goes by that I dont think about you Oh, moment to moment, I get lost in time And many years from now when I hear that song come on the radio All those feelings will come back to haunt me My heart will let me know
Blame it on a sad song in the night I dont want anyone but you to make it right Blame it on a sad song in the night Well, its an old familiar feelin Girl, its got my heart reelin Dont want to hear a sad song anymore
Blame it on a sad song You can blame it on a sad song, baby Blame it on, blame it on a sad song
The Little Shoemaker ((French Version: Le Petit Cordonnier (by Francis Lemarque)) Composer(s): Rudi Revil - Francis Lemarque - Geoff Parsons - John Turner) Performer(s): The Gaylords and multiple other artists
In the shoemaker's shop This refrain would never stop As he tapped away Working all the day
At his bench there was he Just as busy as a bee Little time to lose With the boots and shoes
But his heart went pop Inside the little shop When a lovely girl Set him all a whirl
She had come to choose Some pretty dancing shoes And he heard her say In her charming way
"Shoes to set my feet a-dancing, dancing Dancing, dancing all the day Shoes to set my feet a-dancing, dancing Dancing all my cares away"
Then he tapped and he stitched For his fingers were bewitched And he sewed a dream Into every seam
Making shoes, oh so neat Just like magic on her feet And he hoped she'd know That he loved her so
But she danced, danced, danced As tho' she were entranced Like a spinning top All around the shop
On her dainty feet She whirled into the street And he heard her say As she danced away
"Shoes to set my feet a-dancing, dancing Dancing, dancing all the day "Shoes to set my feet a-dancing, dancing Dancing all my cares away"
Blackpatch Composer(s): Laura Nyro Originally performed by: Laura Nyro Covered by: The 5th Dimension; Judy Kuhn
Invitations to my party Send Jones an inviting card He got his meanstreak from the gutter Got his kindness from god Now tugboats paint the river Carry coal to the city In white dock liners Happiness on the uptown side At my party in the morningtide Oo la la la blackpatch Clothespins on wash ropes Window to window tie Socks and bells and nightgowns Tassels in the morning sky Womanchild on the sidestreet Flashin' in blackpatch Lipstick on her reefer Waiting for a match...
Blackmail Man Composer(s): Ian Dury; Steve Nugent Originally performed by: Ian Dury & The Blockheads Covered by : Chaos UK; Loz Netto
I'm an Irish cripple, a Scottish jew I'm the blackmail man A raspberry ripple, a buckle-my-shoe I'm the blackmail man I'm a dead fish coon, a pikey Greek I'm the blackmail man A silvery spoon, a bubble and squeak I'm the blackmail man
Well, i'm the blackmail man and I know what you do Every one of you, i'm the blackmail man You make me sick, make me Tom and Dick I'm the blackmail man Blackmail man
I'm a Paki, Chink a half-cocked ponce I'm the blackmail man A tiddly -wink, a Charlie Ronce I'm a no socks tramp, a cavalier drunk I'm the blackmail man A paraffin lamp, an elephants trunk I'm the blackmail man
I'm the blackmail man and I know what you do Every one of you, blackmail man I hate yoru guts, your Newington Butts I'm the blackmail man
Hampton wick, Parrafin lamp Fraiser and Nash, Pony and trap Blackmail man Up you harris, in your mince Hamptons don't leave fingerprints I am the blackmail man
Blackland Farmer Composer(s): Frankie Miller Originally performed by: Frankie Miller Covered by: Jimmy Gilmer; Sleepy LaBeef; Steve Young
When The Lord Made Me He Made A Simple Man Not Much Money Not Much Land He Didn't Make Me No Banker Or Legal Charmer When The Lord Made Me He Made A Blackland Farmer
Well My Hands Ain't Smooth My Face Is Rough My Heart Is Warm My Ways Ain't Tough I Guess I'm The Luckiest Man Ever Born 'Cause The Lord Gave Me Health And A Blackland Farm
Breaking Up The New Ground Early In The Day I'm Gonna Plant Cotton I'm Gonna Plant Hay I Love To Smell The Sweet Breeze Blowing Through The Corn Lord You Sure Done Me Right By My Blackland Farm
I Feel Like I'm Getting Closer To You God Plowing In The Ground Breaking Up The Sod My Mind Is At Ease I Can Do No Harm Lord I Owe It All To You And My Blackland Farm
Blackheart Man Composer(s): Bunny O'Riley Performer(s): Bunny Wailer
Tikya the Blackheart Man, children I say, don't go near him Tikya the Blackheart Man children For even lions fear him For even lions fear him
Growing in a neighbourhood for such along time That is filled with fear I can't go here, can't go there And I ain't supposed to go anywhere When I ask my Mom if she could let me go out and play She said be careful of the stranger Giving candies to children And then take them away
He lives in the gullies of the city He's the Blackheart Man (The blackheart Man)
Even in the lonely parts of the country He's the Blackheart Man, Blackheart Man Got no friend, no home, no family He's the Blackheart 'Man, The Blackheart Man He is famed to live just like the Gypsy He's the Blackheart 'Man, The Blackheart Man
Growing and learning and gathering, for myself a little more experience jumping over the fence Curiousity has brought me yes it's brought me, a little common-sense Trodding the road of life, I've come to this one conclusion That everything is equal under the sun, all that is createdby Jah's mighty hand And he said knock and it shall be opened Seek and Ye shall find that wisdom is found in the simplest of places In the nick of time, knock and it shall be opened Seek and ye shall find that wisdom is found in the simplest of places, in the nick of time and now I trod the same road of aflictions just like the Blackheart Man, just like the Blackheart Man Getting my share of humiliation just like the Blackheart Man Just like the Blackheart Man You'll find me even in the prison of the dungeons just like the Blackheart Man, just like the the Blackheart Man I even get blamed without a reason just like the Blackheart Man Just like the Blackheart man yau
No cross, no crown, no sorrow, no trial and crosses In-a-I way But the hotter the battle is the sweeter Jah Jah victory Ancient children use to say if you want good Your nose got to run run run How could the world go free, and let Jah bear the cross alone And them that drink of the old wine hath no place for the new For the new and the stones that are head of the corner are the same ones that the builders refused Now, it's the Blackheart Man, children Who've become the wonder of the city Who've become the wonder of the city
All in the dawn the fleet was moor'd The streamers waving to the wind When Black-eyed Susan came on board Oh where shall I my true love find? Tell me, ye jovial sailors, tell me true If my sweet William, if my sweet William Sails among your crew?
Oh William, who high upon the yard Rocked with the billows to and fro Soon as her well-known voice he heard He sigh'd and cast his eyes below The cord slides swiftly thro' his glowing hands And as quick as lightning, and as quick as lightning On the deck he stands
So sweet the lark, high poised in air Shuts close his pinions to his breast If, chance, his mate's shrill voice he hear And drops at once into her nest The noblest captain in the British fleet Might envy William, might envy William's Lip those kisses sweet
'Oh Susan, Susan, lovely dear! My vows shall ever true remain Let me kiss off that falling tear We only part to meet again Change as ye list, ye winds, my heart shall be The faithful compass, the faithful compass That still points to thee
'Oh, believe not what the landsmen say Who tempt with doubts thy constant mind They'll tell thee sailors when away In every port a mistress find Yes, yes, believe them when they tell thee so For thou art present, for thou art present Wheresoe'er I go
If to fair India's coast we sail Thy eyes are seen in diamonds bright Thy breath is Afric's spicy gale Thy skin as ivory so white Thus every beauteous object that I view Wakes in my soul, wakes in my soul Some charm of lovely Sue'
Though battle call me from thy arms Let not my pretty Susan mourn Though cannon roar, yet safe from harms William shall to his dear return Love turns aside the balls that round me fly Lest precious tears, lest precious tears Should drop from Susan's eye
The boatswain gave the dreadful word Her sails their swelling bosom spread No longer can she stay on board They kissed, she sighed, he hung his head Her lessening boat unwilling rows to land 'Adieu,' she cries, 'Adieu,' she cries And waved her lily hand
Blackbird Composer(s): John Lennon; Paul McCartney Originally performed by: The Beatles - 1968 Covered by various other artists
Blackbird singing in the dead of night Take these broken wings and learn to fly All your life You were only waiting for this moment to arise
Blackbird singing in the dead of night Take these sunken eyes and learn to see All your life You were only waiting for this moment to be free
Blackbird fly, blackbird fly Into the light of the dark black night Blackbird fly, blackbird fly Into the light of the dark black night You were only waiting for this moment to arise You were only waiting for this moment to arise
Blackberry Way Italian Title: Tutta Mia La Città Composer(s): Roy Wood Originally performed by: The Move Covered by various other artists
Blackberry way, absolutely pouring down with rain It's a terrible day, up wih the lark Silly girl I don't know what to say She was running away So now I'm standing on the corner Lost in the things that I said What am I supposd to do now
Chorus Goodbye Blackberry Way, I can't see you, I don't need you Goodbye Blackberry Way, syre to want me back another day Down to the park, overgrowing but the trees are bare There's a mmory there Boats on the lake unattended Now the laughter's drowned I'm incredibly down Just like myself they are neglected, turn with my eyes to the wall What am I supposed to do now
Chorus
Oooh-la Oooh-la oo Ooh Oooh-la Oooh-la oo Ooh Run for the train look behind you for she may be there Said a thing in the air Blackberry Way se the battle field of careless sins Cast to the winds so full of emptiness without her Lost in the words that I said What am I supposed to do now
Black Water Composer(s): Patrick Simmons Performer(s): The Doobie Brothers
Well, I built me a raft and she's ready for floatin' ol' Mississippi, she's callin' my name Catfish are jumpin' that paddle wheel thumpin' Black water keeps rollin' on past just the same Old black water, keep on rollin' Mississippi moon won't you keep on shinin' on me? (Old black water, keep on rollin') Mississippi moon won't you keep on shinin' on me? (Old black water, keep on rollin') Mississippi moon won't you keep on shinin' on me? Yeah, keep on shinin' your light, gonna make every thing Pretty mama, gonna make everything all right And I ain't got no worries 'cause I ain't in no hurry at all Well, if it rains, I don't care, don't make no difference to me Just take that street car that's goin' up town Yeah, I'd like to hear some funky Dixieland and dance a honky tonk and I'll be buyin' everybody drinks all roun' Old black water, keep on rollin' Mississippi moon won't you keep on shinin' on me? (Old black water, keep on rollin') Mississippi moon won't you keep on shinin' on me? (Old black water, keep on rollin') Mississippi moon won't you keep on shinin' on me? Yeah, keep on shinin' your light, gonna make every thing Pretty mama, gonna make everything all right And I ain't got no worries 'cause I ain't in no hurry at all I'd like to hear some funky Dixieland, Pretty momma come and take me by the hand, by the hand, take me by the hand (I want to honky-tonk) (honky-tonk) Pretty momma, come and dance with your daddy all night long, I'd like to... (honky-tonk) (with you all night long)
Black Velvet Band (Traditional) Performer(s): The Dubliners and various other artists
In a neat little town they call Belfast Apprentice to trade I was bound Many an hours sweet happiness Have I spent in that neat little town
A sad misfortune came o'er me Which caused me to stray from the land Far away from my friends and relations Betrayed by the black velvet band
Her eyes they shone like diamonds I thought her the queen of the land And her hair, it hung over her shoulder Tied up with a black velvet band
I took a stroll down Broadway Meaning not long for to stay When who should I meet but this pretty fair maid Come a tripping along the highway
She was both fair and handsome Her neck it was just like a swans And her hair it hung over her shoulder Tied up with a black velvet band
Her eyes they shone like diamonds I thought her the queen of the land And her hair, it hung over her shoulder Tied up with a black velvet band
I took a stroll with this pretty fair maid And a gentleman passing us by Well I knew she meant the doing of him By the look in her roguish black eye
A gold watch she took from his pocket And placed it right into my hand And the very first thing that I said Was bad luck to the black velvet band
Her eyes they shone like diamonds I thought her the queen of the land And her hair it hung over her shoulder Tied up with a black velvet band
Before the judge and the jury Next morning I had to appear The judge he says to me "Young man, your case it is proven clear
We'll give you seven years penal servitude To be spent faraway from this land Far away from your friends and companions Betrayed by the black velvet band"
Her eyes they shone like diamonds I thought her the queen of the land And her hair it hung over her shoulder Tied up with a black velvet band
So come all you jolly young fellows A warning take by me When you are out on the town, me lads Beware of them pretty colleens
For they feed you with strong drink, oh yeah 'Til you are unable to stand And the very next thing that you'll know is You've landed in Van Diemens Land
Her eyes they shone like diamonds I thought her the queen of the land And her hair it hung over her shoulder Tied up with a black velvet band
House Of The Rising Sun ((Adapted from: The Rising Sun Blues (Traditional) - 17th Century)) Composer(s): Alan Price Performer(s): Libby Holman - 1942 and multiple other artists
Versions In Other Languages: 1964 - Le Pénitencier (by Johnny Hallyday) 1964 - Kuca Izlazeceg Sunca (by Miodrag Jevremovic) 1965 - La Casa Del Sole (by I Marcellos Ferial) 1989 - La Casa Del Sol Naciente (by Alejandra Guzmán)
There is a house in New Orleans They call the Rising Sun And it's been the ruin for many a poor boy And God, I know I'm one
My mother was a tailor Sewed my new blue jeans My father was a gambling' man Down in New Orleans
Now, the only thing a gambler needs Is a suitcase and a trunk And the only time he'll be satisfied Is when he's all drunk
Oh, Mother, tell your children Not to do what I have done Spend your lives in sin and misery In the house of the Rising Sun
Well, I've got one foot on the platform The other foot on the train I'm going back to New Orleans To wear that ball and chain
Well, there is a house in New Orleans They call the Rising Sun And it's been the ruin for many a poor boy And God, I know I'm one
Black Strap Molasses Composer(s): Carmine Ennis; Marilou Harrington Performer(s): Jane Wyman, Jimmy Durante, Groucho Marks, & Danny Kaye
All: Black strap molasses and the wheat germ bread Makes you live so long you wish you were dead You add some yogurt and you'll be well fed With black strap molasses and the wheat germ bread
Jane Wyman: My grandpa's older than the old grey mare He sits a-rockin' in his rockin' chair But now he's got a smile that he can't lose Grandma's sittin' knittin' baby shoes
All: From eatin' black strap molasses and the wheat germ bread Makes you live so long you wish you were dead You add some yogurt and you'll be well fed With black strap molasses and the wheat germ bread
Jimmy Durante: I gave up cherry pie and T-bone steak Chicken fricassee and ice cream cake I don't need vitamins or pills at All I even mix it with my Hadacol
All: I'm eatin' black strap molasses and the wheat germ bread Makes you live so long you wish you were dead You add some yogurt and you'll be well fed With black strap molasses and the wheat germ bread
Groucho Marx: My nerves were jumpy and I'd walk the floor I never got to sleep till after four But since I'm eatin' right I feel okay I'm sleepin' every night and half the day
All: From eatin' black strap molasses and the wheat germ bread Makes you live so long you wish you were dead You add some yogurt and you'll be well fed With black strap molasses and the wheat germ bread
Danny Kaye: Now I was thinner than a pencil line Had no muscles and I had no spine But now I'm friskier than a pup All you have do is prop me up
All: Just feed me black strap molasses and the wheat germ bread Makes you live so long you wish you were dead You add some yogurt and you'll be well fed With black strap molasses and the wheat germ bread
GM: I know a fella who is ninety-two JW: Doctors told the guy that he was through DK: But now that the doctor has been proven wrong JD: He's got more hop in him than Hopalong
All: From eatin' black strap molasses and the wheat germ bread Makes you live so long you wish you were dead You add some yogurt and you'll be well fed With black strap molasses and the wheat germ bread
