Ole | donderdag 1 maart 2007 @ 11:06 |
Post hier teksten waarin je geboortejaar, dag, leeftijd of zoiets voorkomen. TS begint: allereerst was daar de prachtige zomer van 1969:quote:Summer Of '69
I got my first real six-string Bought it at the five-and-dime Played it til my fingers bled It was the summer of '69
Me and some guys from school Had a band and we tried real hard Jimmy quit and Jody got married I shoulda known we'd never get far
Oh when I look back now That summer seemed to last forever And if I had the choice Ya - I'd always wanna be there Those were the best days of my life
Ain't no use in complainin' When you got a job to do Spent my evenin's down at the drive-in And that's when I met you
Standin' on your Mama's porch You told me that you'd wait forever Oh and when you held my hand I knew that it was now or never Those were the best days of my life Back in the summer of '69
Man we were killin' time We were young and restless We needed to unwind I guess nothin' can last forever - forever, no
And now the times are changin' Look at everything that's come and gone Sometimes when I play that old six-string I think about ya wonder what went wrong
Standin' on your Mama's porch You told me it would last forever Oh the way you held my hand I knew that it was now or never Those were the best days of my life Back in the summer of '69 Me and my baby in a '69... en toen was daar die dag in septemberquote:It was the third of September That day I`ll always remember, yes I will `Cause that was the day that my daddy died
Never had a chance to see him, no Never heard nothin` but bad things about him Mama, I`m depending on you to tell me the truth Mama just hung her head and said
"Papa was a rollin` stone Wherever he laid his hat was his home And when he died All he left us was alone" "Papa was a rollin` stone Wherever he laid his hat was his home And when he died All he left us was alone"
Hey, Mama, is it true what they say That Papa never worked a day in his life Some bad talk going around sayin` Papa had there outside children And another wife That ain`t right
Heard some talk about Papa and his storefront Preachin` Talkin` about saving souls and all the time Leaching And dealing in dirt Stealin` in the name of the Lord
But Mama she just said
"Papa was a rollin` stone Wherever he laid his hat was his home And when he died All he left us was alone" "Papa was a rollin` stone Wherever he laid his hat was his home And when he died All he left us was alone"
Say, I heard my papa was a jack of all trades Is that what sent Papa to an early grave? Folks say Papa would beg, borrow or steal just To pay his bills. Hey, Mama, folks say Papa was never much on thinkin` Spent most of his time chansin` women and drinkin` But Mother, I`m depending on you to tell me the truth
But my mama she just said
"Papa was a rollin` stone Wherever he laid his hat was his home And when he died All he left us was alone" "Papa was a rollin` stone Wherever he laid his hat was his home And when he died All he left us was alone"
"Papa was a rollin` stone Wherever he laid his hat was his home And when he died All he left us was alone" "Papa was a rollin` stone Wherever he laid his hat was his home And when he died All he left us was alone" dat maakt me nu 37.. quote:The morning sun touched lightly on the eyes of lucy jordan In a white suburban bedroom in a white suburban town As she lay there ’neath the covers dreaming of a thousand lovers Till the world turned to orange and the room went spinning round.
At the age of thirty-seven she realised she’d never Ride through paris in a sports car with the warm wind in her hair. So she let the phone keep ringing and she sat there softly singing Little nursery rhymes she’d memorised in her daddy’s easy chair.
Her husband, he’s off to work and the kids are off to school, And there are, oh, so many ways for her to spend the day. She could clean the house for hours or rearrange the flowers Or run naked through the shady street screaming all the way.
At the age of thirty-seven she realised she’d never Ride through paris in a sports car with the warm wind in her hair So she let the phone keep ringing as she sat there softly singing Pretty nursery rhymes she’d memorised in her daddy’s easy chair.
The evening sun touched gently on the eyes of lucy jordan On the roof top where she climbed when all the laughter grew too loud And she bowed and curtsied to the man who reached and offered her his hand, And he led her down to the long white car that waited past the crowd.
At the age of thirty-seven she knew she’d found forever As she rode along through paris with the warm wind in her hair ... Nu jullie |
juon_jacket1 | donderdag 1 maart 2007 @ 11:07 |
kan zo nix bedenken.... ...12 Mei 1972...weet jij iets...? |
Ole | donderdag 1 maart 2007 @ 11:25 |
quote: ik zal eens zoeken.. 1969 is natuurlijk ook wel een heel bijzonder jaar |
Fliepke | donderdag 1 maart 2007 @ 11:26 |
quote:Artist: John Mayer Lyrics Song: 83 Lyrics II have these dreams I'm walking home home where it used to be everything is as it was frozen in front of me
here I stand six feet small romanticizing years ago well it's a bittersweet feeling hearing "Wrapped Around Your Finger" on the radio
and these days I wish I was six again oh make me a red cape I wanna be Superman oh if only my life was more like 1983 all these things would be more like they were at the start of me I had it made in 83
thinking about my brother Ben I miss him everyday he looks just like his brother John but on an eighteen month delay
here I stand six feet small and smiling cause I'm scared as hell kinda like your life is like a sequel to a movie where the actors' names have changed
well these days I wish I was six again oh make me a red cape I wanna be Superman oh if only my life was more like 1983 all these things would be more like they were at the start of me if my life was more like 1983 plot a course to the source of the purest little part of me
and most my memories have escaped me or confused themselves with dreams if heaven's all they want it to be send your prayers to me care of 1983
you can paint that house a rainbow of colors rip out the floorboards and replace the the shutters but that's my plastic in the dirt
whatever happened to my whatever happened to my whatever happened to my whatever happened to my lunchbox when came the day when it got thrown away don't you think I should have had some say in that decision
more like more like more like 1983 |
juon_jacket1 | donderdag 1 maart 2007 @ 11:26 |
quote: Thnx!...maareuh...1972 is net zo bijzonder hoor... |
Ole | donderdag 1 maart 2007 @ 11:29 |
Bob Seger: Back in '72quote:Words and music by bob seger
Went out in norfork hung on a short short
Livin with a bottle of wine
To music, ladies and burned out babies
I was tryin to write a couple of lines
Sherriff gribbs with his grim ad libs
Spoutin bout the crime in the streets
And women were screamin and some were dreamin
bout the crowd between the sheets
You know that music died, hurt my pride
Somehow I got through, back in 72
Somehow we made it to baton rouge
We stayed inside for a week
We werent in town for no mardi gras
So we decided to sleep
Houston, yes, was a good old guest
Tho knows how bad we wanted to play
But we got homesick for lincoln park
(imagine that) and then we just couldnt stay
Tricky dick, he played it slick
Something I was afraid hed do
Back in 72 , oh, 72
Then all our new born philosophers
Out went to alert the world
Then some psuedo-intellectuals
Even got it unfurled
Takin notes on that harvard course
And got me on a bottle of seed
It was so hip to be negative
So square to try and leave
When the waters cleared, it was what we feared
We learned nothin new,
Back in 72
72
72
In 72
Back in 72
Back in 72 back in 72,... |
juon_jacket1 | donderdag 1 maart 2007 @ 11:31 |
quote: cool...!!!! ik ken het niet maar ik ga em ff opzoeken.... heb je ook een linkje...? |
Ole | donderdag 1 maart 2007 @ 11:32 |
gewoon ff googlen zou ik zeggen http://www.lyricsfreak.com/b/bob+seger/back+in+72_20021902.html |
juon_jacket1 | donderdag 1 maart 2007 @ 11:34 |
quote: weet ik... maar moet eigenlijk nu weg... maar tog bedankt!!! |
Ole | donderdag 1 maart 2007 @ 11:35 |
Ook Deep Purple heeft een song over 1969 gemaakt:quote:'69 lyrics
Flying through the night in a beat up wagon A mike stand up my jacksy Give me a beer and I'll stand on a chair
And slip into something sexy Black Cat Woolwich, The Tiger's Head The Cafe des Artistes, The Revolution and the Bag O' Nails
I'll see you down the Speak' Your Ma said you slept real good in your food last nigth But you couldn't hold it down And you broke up a damn good fight Ligging at the Old Marquee, spinning Jack a line Even he knew better than me, back in sixty nine
Sixty nine, sixty nine Sixty nine, sixty nine
On the road to Paradiso Back of your head, got to pay some dues Rugged looked down as the Thames swallowed His life at the Boathouse, Kew Hot girls, no AC, cheap TV, sleep on the floor Hallelujah what's a roadie, hush my baby sleep no more en iggy pop/ the stoogesquote:Well its 1969 ok all across the usa Its another year for me and you Another year with nothing to do Last year I was 21 I didnt have a lot of fun And now Im gonna be 22 I say oh my and a boo-hoo Its 1969 ok all across the usa Its enother year for me and you Another year with nothing to do Another year with nothing to do Its 1969 1969 1969 1969 1969 baby And its 1969 bayyyyyyybee Baby Baby Baby
[ Bericht 10% gewijzigd door Ole op 01-03-2007 11:57:07 ] |
Dylan Dog | donderdag 1 maart 2007 @ 11:48 |
quote:"Kids" (feat. Kylie Minogue)
Me no bubbletious Me smoke heavy tar Me be groovin' slowly where you are Notify your next of kin 'Cause you're never coming back I've been dropping beats since Back in Black
And we'll paint by numbers 'Til something sticks Don't mind doing it for the kids (So come on) jump on board Take a ride (yeah) (You'll be doin' it all right) Jump on board feel the high 'Cause the kids are alright
You've got a reputation Well I guess that can be explored You're dancing with the chairman of the board Take a ride on my twelve cylinder symphony But if you got other plans The purpose of a woman is to love her man
And we'll paint by numbers 'Til something sticks Don't mind doing it for the kids (So come on) jump on board Take a ride (yeah) (Doin' it all right) Jump on board feel the high 'Cause the kids are alright
I'm gonna give it all of my loving It's gonna take up all of my love I'm gonna give it all of my loving It's gonna take up all of my love I'm gonna give it all of my loving It's gonna take up all of my love I'm gonna give it all of my loving It's gonna take up all of my love
Come down from the ceiling I didn't mean to get so high I couldn't do what I wanted to do When my lips were dry You can't just up and leave me I'm a singer in a band Well I like drummers baby You're not my bag
Jump on board Take a ride, yeah (You'll be doin' it all right) Jump on board feel the high, yeah
Jump on board Take a ride, yeah (You'll be doin' it all right) Jump on board feel the high, yeah
I'm an honorary Sean Connery, born '74 There's only one of me Single-handedly raising the economy Ain't no chance of the record company dropping me Press be asking do I care for sodomy I don't know, yeah, probably I've been looking for serial monogamy Not some bird that looks like Billy Connolly But for now I'm down for ornithology Grab your binoculars, come follow me |
Ruud | donderdag 1 maart 2007 @ 11:48 |
quote:Jimi Hendrix - 1983 ... (a Merman I Should Turn To Be)
Hurrah i awake from yesterday alive but the war is here to stay so my love catherina and me decide to take our last walk through the noise to the sea not to die but to be re-born away from a life so battered and torn.... forever... oh say can you see its really such a mess every inch of earth is a fighting nest giant pencil and lip-stick tube shaped things continue to rain and cause screaming pain and the arctic stains from silver blue to bloody red as our feet find the sand and the sea is strait ahead.. strait ahead..... well its too bad that our friends cant be with us today well thats too bad "the machine that we built would never save us" thats what they say (thats why they aint coming with us today) and they also said "its impossible for man to live and breath underwater.. forever" was their main complaint (yeah) and they also threw this in my face: they said anyway you know good well it would be beyond the will of God and the grace of the King (grace of the King yeah yeah)
so my darling and I make love in the sand to salute the last moment ever on dry land our machine has done its work played its part well without a scratch on our bodies and we bid it farewell
starfish and giant foams greet us with a smile before our heads go under we take a last look at the killing noise of the out of style... the out of style, out of style |
Ole | donderdag 1 maart 2007 @ 11:53 |
die is cool ruud! |
Apotheose | donderdag 1 maart 2007 @ 12:02 |
Randy Travis - 1982quote:Verse 1 Operator, please connect me with 1982 I need to make apologies for what I didnt do I sure do need to tell her that Ive thought the whole thing through And now its clear that she is what I should have held on to
Chorus They say hindsights twenty-twenty But Im nearly goin blind From starin at her photograph and wishing she was mine Its that same ole lost love story Its sad but its true There was a time when she was mine in 1982
Verse 2 Postman can you sell me a special kind of stamp One to send a letter from this crazy lonely man Back into the wasted years of my living past I need to tell her now I know how long my love will last
(chorus)
Losin my mind, goin back in time to 1982 En dan de dag:
Liquid 6teen - March 22ndquote:several years ago I took the fall I laid this down for you time takes it toll I've seen it all I'm bleeding black and blue
I never loved you it's just a game we played I never loved you will we ever be the same
we get up again sunrise is thin in the morning we're just friends I'm bleeding you you bleed the truth I'm falling all over again
I never loved you it's just a game we played I never loved you will we ever be the same
we get up again sunrises thin forgotten I waste tomorrow I'm bleeding you you bleed the truth I'm falling all over again
I never loved you it's just a game we played I never loved you will we ever be the same I never loved you it's just a game we played I never loved you that's all I remember her saying Never heard of the songs maar goed En in dat laatste nummer komt de datum ook niet echt in maar toch heet 't nummer zo |
Ruud | donderdag 1 maart 2007 @ 15:53 |
quote: ja hè, vooral dat geniale gitaarrifje dat weer terug komt aan het einde  |
Ole | donderdag 1 maart 2007 @ 16:04 |
Is er nou verder niemand 32 jaar, geboren in 1984 of geboren in 1999, 0f in '39 etc |
Ruud | donderdag 1 maart 2007 @ 16:27 |
of in 2525  |
Ole | donderdag 1 maart 2007 @ 16:49 |
meisjes van 13 |
Ruud | donderdag 1 maart 2007 @ 16:57 |
mag deze ook?  quote:The Beatles - Birthday
You say it's your birthday It's my birthday too--yeah They say it's your birthday We're gonna have a good time I'm glad it's your birthday Happy birthday to you.
Yes we're going to a party party Yes we're going to a party party Yes we're going to a party party.
I would like you to dance--Birthday Take a cha-cha-cha-chance-Birthday I would like you to dance--Birthday Dance
You say it's your birthday Well it's my birthday too--yeah You say it's your birthday We're gonna have a good time I'm glad it's your birthday Happy birthday to you. |
Ole | donderdag 1 maart 2007 @ 16:59 |
van mij wel! |
Ole | donderdag 1 maart 2007 @ 20:55 |
OK, je naam mag ook |
cafca | donderdag 1 maart 2007 @ 21:03 |
Er was al een topic met je eigen naam: Beste nummer met jouw naam in de titel
en Ole heeft mijn geboortejaar al gestolen...  |
Ole | donderdag 1 maart 2007 @ 21:20 |
Dan nog maar even mijn geboorteplaats en huidige woonplaats  quote:Toen wij van Rotterdam vertrokken met de Edam, een ouwe schuit, met kakkerlakken in de midscheeps en rattennesten in 't vooruit, toen hadden we een kleine jongen als ketelbink bij ons aan boord, die voor de eerste keer naar zee ging en nooit van haaien had gehoord .... Die van zijn moeder aan de kade wat schuchter lachend afscheid nam, omdat ie haar niet durfde zoenen, die straatjongen uit Rotterdam.
Hij werd gescholden door de stokers omdat ie van de eerste dag, toen we maar net de pier uitwaren al zeeziek in het foc'sle lag, en met jenever en citroenen werd hij weer op de been gebracht, want zieke zeelui zijn nadelig en brengen schade aan de vracht .... Als ie dan sjouwend met zijn ketels van de kombuis naar voren kwam, dan was het net een brokkie wanhoop, die straatjongen uit Rotterdam.
Wanneer ie 's avonds in z'n kooi lag en na z'n sjouwen eind'lijk sliep, dan schold de man die wacht te kooi had omdat ie om zijn moeder riep, toen is ie op een mooie morgen 't was in de Stillen Oceaan, terwijl ze brulden om hun koffie niet van zijn kooigoed opgestaan .... En toen de stuurman met kinine en wonderolie bij hem kwam, vroeg hij een voorschot op z'n gage, voor 't ouwe mens in Rotterdam.
In zeildoek en met roosterbaren werd hij die dag op 't luik gezet, de kapitein lichtte z'n petje en sprak met groc-stem een gebed, en met een één twee drie in Godsnaam ging 't ketelbinkie overboord, die 't ouwetje niet durfde zoenen omdat dat niet bij zeelui hoort .... De man een extra mokkie schoot-an en 't ouwe mens een telegram, dat was het einde van een zeeman, die straatjongen uit Rotterdam.
Toen wij van Rotterdam vertrokken, vertrokken wij van Rotterdam Toen wiijj van Rotterdam vertrokken, vertrokken wiijj van Rotterdam Toen wiiijjj van Rotterdam vertrokken, vertrokken wiiijjj van Rotterdam Toen wiiiijjjj van Rotterdam vertrokken, vertrokken wiiiijjjj van Rotterdam Toen wiiiiijjjjj van Rotterdam vertrokken, vertrokken wiiiiijjjjj van Rotterdam Omdat hij haar niet dorst te zoenen die straatjongen uit Rotterdam. quote:Waar in de wereld je ook bent Je denkt terug aan dat moment, en weet niet waar je het van kent Maar opeens herinner je je weer Er was een eindeloze sfeer, en die is er telkens weer
In Amsterdam, Amsterdam is vanalles aan de gang Amsterdam, Amsterdam bestaat al eeuwen lang
Amsterdam, Amsterdam - de stad waar alles kan Amsterdam, Amsterdam - iedereen die weet ervan
Hier ben je werk'lijk nooit alleen Je vindt een deel van iedereen in alle dingen om je heen Hier voelen zich alle mensen blij En in hun doen en laten vrij met het gevoel: Je hoort erbij
In Amsterdam, Amsterdam is vanalles aan de gang Amsterdam, Amsterdam bestaat al eeuwen lang
In die stad waar heel de wijde wereld jou begroet Vind je dat wat je zoekt overal in overvloed
Amsterdam, Amsterdam - daar is van alles aan de gang Amsterdam, Amsterdam bestaat al eeuwen lang
Amsterdam - de stad waar alles kan Amsterdam, Amsterdam - iedereen die weet ervan |
cafca | zondag 11 maart 2007 @ 21:46 |
Deze kwam net langs in de playlist, wil ik jullie niet onthouden:quote:Gainsbourg et son Gainsborough Ont pris le ferry-boat De leur lit par le hublot Ils regardent la côte Ils s'aiment et la traversée Durera toute une année Ils vaincront les maléfices Jusqu'en soixante-dix
Soixant'neuf année érotique Soixant'neuf année érotique
Gainsbourg et son Gainsborough Vont rejoindre Paris Ils ont laissé derrière eux La Tamise et Chelsea Ils s'aiment et la traversée Durera toute une année Et que les dieux les bénissent Jusqu'en soixante-dix
Soixant'neuf année érotique Soixant'neuf année érotique
Ils s'aiment et la traversée Durera toute une année Il pardonn'ra ses caprices Jusqu'en soixante-dix
Soixant'neuf année érotique Soixant'neuf année érotique |