De Mooiste Muziek
((Adapted from: Sound Of Music (Mary Martin) - 1959))
Composer(s): Richard Rodgers - Oscar Hammerstein II - Joris Lutz - Luc Lutz
Performer(s): Ann De Winne - 1998



Een dag op de berg, vliegt om voor je ‘t weet, zo vlug
Een ster die verdwijnt, die leidt mij naar huis terug
Maar diep in mijn hart weerklinkt dan een stem die me zegt niet te gaan
En ik luister en hoop vol verlangen op nog een lied
Mijn lievelingsmelodie voor ik slapen ga

De mooiste muziek, rijk aan melodieën
Weerklinkt door het dal, van dit schone land
Vervult heel mijn hart met z’n melodieën
Aan ieder lied heb ik mijn hart verpand

Mijn hart slaat op hol en ik zweef door de lucht
Als een vogel zo vrank en zo vrij en kijk in mijn vlucht
Als een kind dat droomt naar het land onder mij

Daar stroomt een rivier
Als een zilveren lint in een luchtspiegeling
Ik voel mij zo vrij als een biddende vogel en zing

Ik vlucht hier naartoe als ik mij alleen voel
Dan hoor ik muziek waar ik zo van hou
Mijn hart is verrukt
Want die melodieën zijn mij zo vertrouwd

The Simple Joys Of Maidenhood
Composer(s): Alan Jay Lerner - Frederick Loewe
Performer(s): Julie Andrews 
and multiple other artists



Where are the simple joys of maidenhood?
Where are all those adoring daring boys?
Where's the knight pining so for me
he leaps to death in woe for me?
Oh where are a maiden's simple joys?

Shan't I have the normal life a maiden should?
Shall I never be rescued in the wood?
Shall two knights never tilt for me
and let their blood be spilt for me?
Oh where are the simple joys of maidenhood?

Shall I not be on a pedestal,
Worshipped and competed for?
Not be carried off, or better st'll,
Cause a little war?
Where are the simple joys of maidenhood?

Are those sweet, gentle pleasures gone for good?
Shall a feud not begin for me?
Shall kith not kill their kin for me?
Oh where are the trivial joys?
Harmless, convivial joys?
Where are the simple joys of maidenhood?

Cold Love
Composer(s): Pete Bellotte; Harold Faltermeyer; Keith Forsey
Performer(s): Donna Summer; Motors



I'm walking the line
I'm walking the line
treading thin ice
time after time

I go for the best, end up with much less
I need the real thing
forget all the rest

started out good
working out bad
all the sweet love turner
sour and sad

a face and name
it's always the same
so tired of playing love's foolish games
tell me why
love passes me by

Cold love, cold love
another shot of rock'n'roll love
cold love, cold love
whatever happened to that
good old love
tell me why, tell me why, tell me why
tell me why, tell me why

Hope in the dark, love in the light
I'll keep on looking for someone
who's right

I'm out for the best
can you stand the test
I need the real thing
no more and no less
tell me why
love passes me by

Cold love, cold love
another shot of rock'n'roll love
cold love, cold love
whatever happened to that
good old love
tell me why, tell me why, tell me why
tell me why, tell me why

Riding With Private Malone
Composer(s): Wood Newton; Thom Shepherd
Performer(s): David Ball



I was just out of the service
Thumbin' through the classifieds
When an ad that said "Old Chevy"
Somehow caught my eye
The lady didn't know the year
Or even if it ran
But I had that thousand dollars in my hand
It was way back in the corner of this old ramshackle barn
With thirty years of dust and dirt on that green army tarp
And when I pulled the cover off
It took away my breath
What she called a Chevy
Was a sixty-six Corvette
And I felt a little guilty as I counted out the bills
But what a thrill I got
When I sat behind the wheel
I opened up the glovebox
And that's when I found the note
The date was 1966 and this is what he wrote

He said my name is Private Andrew Malone
And if your readin' this, then I didn't make it home
But for every dream that's shattered
Another one comes true
This car was once a dream of mine
Now it belongs to you
Though you may take her and make her your own
You'll always be riding with Private Malone

Well it didn't take me long at all
I had her runnin' good
I loved to hear those horses thunder underneath her hood
I had her shinin' like a diamond and I put the rag top down
All the pretty girls would stop and stare as I drove her through town
The buttons on the radio didn't seem to work quite right
But it picked up that Oldie's Show
Especially late at night
I get the feelin' sometimes If I turned real quick I'd see
A soldier ridin' shotgun
In the seat right next to me

It was a young man named Private Andrew Malone
Who fought for his country and never made it home
But for every dream that's shattered
There's another that comes true
This car was once a dream of his back when it was new
He told me to take her and make her my own
And I was proud to be riding with Private Malone

Well one night it was rainin' hard
I took the curve too fast
I still don't remember much about that firey crash
But someone said they thought they saw a soldier pull me out
They didn't get his name
But I know without a doubt

It was a young man named Private Andrew Malone
Who fought for his country and never made it home
But for every dream that's shattered
There's another that comes true
This car was once a dream of his back when it was new
And I know I wouldn't be here if he hadn't tagged along
Yeah that night I was riding with Private Malone

Oh thank God I was riding with Private Malone

Private Malone

Sound Of Music
((Dutch Version: De Mooiste Muziek (Ann De Winne) - 1998))
Composer(s): Richard Rodgers - Oscar Hammerstein II
First performance/First release by: Mary Martin - 1959
Covered by multiple other artists



The hills are alive with the sound of music
With songs they have sung for a thousand years
The hills fill my heart with the sound of music
My heart wants to sing every song it hears

My heart wants to beat like the wings of the birds
that rise from the lake to the trees
My heart wants to sigh like a chime that flies
from a church on a breeze
To laugh like a brook when it trips and falls over
stones on its way
To sing through the night like a lark who is learning to pray

I go to the hills when my heart is lonely
I know I will hear what I've heard before
My heart will be blessed with the sound of music
And I'll sing once more 

The Silky Veils Of Ardor
Composer(s): Joni Mitchell
First release by: Joni Mitchell - 1977



I am a poor wayfaring stranger
Traveling through all these highs and lows
I heard there was no sickness
And no toil or danger
Just mercy and plenty
Where peaceful waters flow
Where peaceful waters flow

Come all you fair and tender school girls
Be careful now--when you court young men
They are like the stars
On a summer morning
They sparkle up the night
And they're gone again
Daybreak--gone again

If I'd only seen through the silky veils of ardor
What a killing crime this love can be
I would have locked up my heart
In a golden sheath of armor
And kept its crazy beating
Under strictest secrecy
High security

I wish I had the wings
Of Noah's pretty little white dove
So I could fly this raging river
To reach the one I love
But I have no wings
And the water is so wide
We'll have to row a little harder
It's just in dreams we fly
In my dreams we fly!

Cold Hearted
Composer(s): Gary Moore
Performer(s): Gary Moore



I'm a man with something to say
I don't need nobody to show me the way
I don't care if it's day or if it's night
Ain't nobody gonna teach me wrong from right

'Cause every hungry woman
Has tried to make a fool out of me
Every hungry woman
Stick around and baby you'll see

I'm cold hearted
I'm so cold hearted

I'm a man with a mind of my own
I don't need nobody, I'm happy all alone
I don't care if it's day or if it's night
Ain't nobody gonna teach me wrong from right

'Cause every hungry woman
Has tried to make a fool out of me
Every hungry woman
Stick around and baby you'll see

I'm cold hearted
So cold hearted
I'm cold hearted
So cold hearted

Let me show you why they call me cold hearted, baby

Every hungry woman
Has tried to make a fool out of me
Every hungry woman
Stick around and baby you'll see

I'm cold hearted
So cold hearted
I'm cold hearted
So cold hearted

Baby, I tell you I've got a heart that's made of stone

Riding The Rainbow
Composer(s): Ben Weisman; Fred Wise
Performer(s): Elvis Presley



I'm ridin' the rainbow
hittin' the highway to happiness
Oh yes, I'm looking to find someone whose meant to be mine
(I'm livin' to love) I'm livin' to love
(And lovin' to live) And lovin' to live
(I've got a heart) I've got a heart
(I'm longing to give) I'm longing to give
(Oh-oh-ooh) I'm riding the rainbow
I'll follow my star to where you are

I'm ridin' the rainbow, headin' for heaven and happiness
I guess somebody somewhere, someday will teach me to care
(But bein' alone) But bein' alone
(Don't bother me) Don't bother me
(I'm free to have fun) I'm free to have fun
(It's fun to be free) It's fun to be free
(I-I-I) I'm riding the rainbow, I'll follow my star
I'm riding the rainbow to where you are

So Long, Farewell  
Composer(s): Richard Rodgers - Oscar Hammerstein II
First performance/First release by: Mary Martin & Theodore Bikel - 1959
Covered by multiple other artists



Children:
There's a sad sort of clanging from the clock in the hall
And the bells in the steeple too
And up in the nursery an absurd little bird
Is popping out to say "cuckoo"
Marta, Gretl, Brigitta:
Cuckoo, cuckoo

Children: Marta, Gretl, Brigitta:
Regretfully they tell us  
Cuckoo, cuckoo 
But firmly they compel us    
Cuckoo, cuckoo 
To say goodbye...
Marta, Gretl, Brigitta:
Cuckoo!

Children:
... to you

Children:
So long, farewell, auf Wiedersehen, good night

Marta:
I hate to go and leave this pretty sight

Children:
So long, farewell, auf Wiedersehen, adieu

Friedrich:
Adieu, adieu, to yieu and yieu and yieu

Children:
So long, farewell, au revoir, auf wiedersehen

Liesl:
I'd like to stay and taste my first champagne

Children:
So long, farewell, auf Wiedersehen, goodbye

Kurt:
I leave and heave a sigh and say goodbye -- Goodbye!

Brigitta:
I'm glad to go, I cannot tell a lie

Louisa:
I flit, I float, I fleetly flee, I fly

Gretl:
The sun has gone to bed and so must I

Children:
So long, farewell, auf Wiedersehen, goodbye
Goodbye, goodbye, goodbye

Guests:
Goodbye!

The Silent Sun
Composer(s): Peter Gabriel - Tony Banks
Performer(s): Genesis



The silent sun that never shines 
She is the warmth of my lonely heart 
The motion of a turning wheel 
Can't you stop it and look around? 

Baby you feel so close 
I wish you could see my love
Baby you've changed my life 
I'm trying to show you...

A tiny stone that hides from me 
Can't you see that I'm just outside? 
A mountain stream that chills the sea 
Can't you feel in your useless pride? 

Baby you feel so close 
I wish you could see my love 
Baby you've changed my life 
I'm trying to show you... 

When night reveals a star-filled shy 
I want to hold it in my hands 
When snowflakes heal the ugly ground 
Your beauty hides the joy I've found 

Baby you feel so close 
I wish you could see my love 
Baby you've changed my life 
I'm trying to show you...

Cold Grey Light Of Dawn
Composer(s): Ivory Joe Hunter
Performer(s): Nick Lowe;
Ivory Joe Hunter; Charlie Musselwhite



That old alarm clock gives a yell
starting another day in hell
passing a world I can't face with you gone
in the mirror I see
someone to choose to be me
and I turn blue in the cold grey light of dawn
The Neon light and the jukebox
help to ease me through the night
I lean hard on the bottle
'til I no longer stand up right
in the morning in my room
I'm like a body in a tomb
Those same three walls keep coming on
kind of strong
Down the freeway when I drive
more dead than alive
and I turn blue in the cold grey light of dawn
The Neon light and the jukebox
help to ease me through the night
I lean hard on the bottle
'til I no longer stand up right
in the morning in my room
I feel like a body in a tomb
Those same three walls keep coming on
kind of strong
Down the freeway then I drive
more dead than alive
and I turn blue in the cold grey light of dawn
I turn blue in the cold grey light of dawn

Riding In The TT Races
Composer(s): Gifford Cliffe
Performer(s): George Formby



If there’s one thing that I like
it's riding around on a motor-bike
I'm a speed king, when I once begin
I once won first prize two and six, I know all the dirt track dirty tricks
I'm a marvel when I'm out to win
In a fifty mile race I am the best, I ride five miles and skid the rest

So come along and see me riding in the T.T. races
Easier than hop scotch, beating all the top notch aces
I've been riding all my life, I started quite small
I've ridden fairy cycles, aye, and scooters and all
Hear the people cheer me when they see me steering backwards
Down the hill I go at break-neck speed
See me coming down the street with the winning post on the pillion seat
Oh! Come along and see me riding in the T.T. race

Come along and see me riding in the T.T. races
Easier than hop scotch, beating all the top notch aces
Once my bike was hard to ride, but I didn't mind
Until I found they'd hitched a charabanc on behind
Everybody's scaring, I am such a daring rider
My inside rattles when I go the pace
My ribs begin to shake about, there's all my spare parts sticking out
So come along and see me riding in the T.T. race

Alternative ending:
With my gears in reverse, the other way round I'll finish first
Oh! Come along and see me riding in the T.T. race

The Lonely Goatherd
Composer(s): Richard Rodgers - Oscar Hammerstein II
First release by: Mary Martin - 1959
Covered by multiple other artists



Maria:
High on a hill was a lonely goatherd
Lay ee odl lay ee odl lay hee hoo
Loud was the voice of the lonely goatherd
Lay ee odl lay ee odl-oo
Folks in a town that was quite remote heard
Lay ee odl lay ee odl lay hee hoo
Lusty and clear from the goatherd's throat heard
Lay ee odl lay ee odl-oo
the Children:
O ho lay dee odl lee o, o ho lay dee odl ay
O ho lay dee odl lee o, lay dee odl lee o lay
Maria:
A prince on the bridge of a castle moat heard
Lay ee odl lay ee odl lay hee hoo
Kurt:
Men on a road with a load to tote heard
Lay ee odl lay ee odl-oo
the Children:
Men in the midst of a table d'hote heard
Lay ee odl lay ee odl lay hee hoo
Maria:
Men drinking beer with the foam afloat heard
Lay ee odl lay ee odl-oo
One little girl in a pale pink coat heard
Lay ee odl lay ee odl lay hee hoo
Brigitta:
She yodeled back to the lonely goatherd
Lay ee odl lay ee odl-oo
Maria:
Soon her Mama with a gleaming gloat heard
Lay ee odl lay ee odl lay hee hoo
What a duet for a girl and goatherd
Maria and the Children:
Lay ee odl lay ee odl-oo
Maria and the Children:
Ummm (ummm)...
Odl lay ee (odl lay ee)
Odl lay hee hee (odl lay hee hee)
Odl lay ee...
... yodeling...
Child:
One little girl in a pale pink coat heard
Maria:
Lay ee odl lay ee odl lay hoo hoo
Child:
She yodeled back to the lonely goatherd
Maria:
Lay ee odl lay ee odl-oo
Maria:
Soon her Mama with a gleaming gloat heard
Lay ee odl lay ee odl lay hmm hmm
What a duet for a girl and goatherd
Lay ee odl lay ee odl-oo
Maria and the Children:
Happy are they lay dee olay dee lee o...
... yodeling...
Soon the duet will become a trio
Maria:
Lay ee odl lay ee odl-oo
Maria and the Children:
Odl lay ee, old lay ee
Odl lay hee hee, odl lay ee
Odl lay odl lay, odl lay odl lee, odl lay odl lee
Odl lay odl lay odl lay
the Children:
Hoo!

The Sierry Petes
Composer(s): Gail Gardner - Bill Simon
Performer(s): Don Edwards



Away up high in the Sierry Petes
Where the yeller pines grows tall
Ole Sandy Bob an' Buster Jig
Had a rodeer camp last fall

Oh, they taken their hosses and runnin' irons
And mabbe a dawg or two
An' they 'lowed they'd brand all the long-yered calves
That come within their view

And any old doggie that flapped long yeres
An' didn't bush up by day
Got his long yeres whittled an' his old hide scorched
In a most artistic way

Now one fine day ole Sandy Bob
He throwed his seago down
"I'm sick of this cow-pyrography
And I 'lows I'm a-goin' to town"

So they saddles up an' hits 'em a lope
Fer it warnt no sight of a ride
And them was the days when a Buckeroo
Could ile up his inside

Oh, they starts her in at the Kaintucky Bar
At the head of Whisky Row
And they winds up down by the Depot House
Some forty drinks below

They then sets up and turns around
And goes her the other way
An' to tell you the Gawd-forsaken truth
Them boys got stewed that day

As they was a-ridin' back to camp
A-packin' a pretty good load
Who should they meet but the Devil himself
A-prancin' down the road

Sez he, "You ornery cowboy skunks
You'd better hunt yer holes
Fer I've come up from Hell's Rim Rock
To gather in yer souls"

Sez Sandy Bob, "Old Devil be damned
We boys is kinda tight
But you ain't a-goin' to gather no cowboy souls
'Thout you has some kind of a fight"

So Sandy Bob punched a hole in his rope
And he swang her straight and true
He lapped it on to the Devil's horns
An' he taken his dallies too

Now Buster jig was a riata man
With his gut-line coiled up neat
So he shaken her out an' he built him a loop
An' he lassed the Devil's hind feet

Oh, they stretched him out an' they tailed him down
While the irons was a-gettin hot
They cropped and swaller-forked his yeres
Then they branded him up a lot

They pruned him up with a de-hornin' saw
An' they knotted his tail fer a joke
They then rid off and left him there
Necked to a Black-Jack oak

If you're ever up high in the Sierry Petes
An' you hear one Hell of a wail
You'll know it's that Devil a-bellerin' around
About them knots in his tail

Cold Enough To Snow
Performer(s): Jennifer Warnes



Where did summer go?
How'd I miss the change of season?
All at once the wind blows rough
It's cold enough to snow

In the street below
People laugh, they got no reason
Don't they know it's cold enough to snow

When we were together
And you were staying
Funny but the weather still felt like May in did-December
Now the chill winds blow, sunny skies they're only teasing
You won't show, it's cold enough to snow

On the radio, there's a man says 
'it ain't freezing'
What's he know? He didn't watch you go

Now the sun can't shine
If it wants to, fine
But it's cold enough to snow

Ridin' My Thumb To Mexico
Composer(s): Johnny Rodriguez
Performer(s): Johnny Rodriguez;
Bluegrass Etc.; Bill Emerson



This old highway seems so lonesome
when you're going where you've been
And the lonesome song will make you cry time and time again
If I had listened to a friend of mine ten years ago today
I'd have a better job than what I've got today

But the billboards on the highway and the brake-lights on the cars
Make me jump out on the highway with my bag and my guitar
If she comes or if she goes it doesn't matter anymore
'cause I'm ridin' my thumb to Mexico

Chorus: Ridin' my thumb to Mexico
Well it don't matter when or how I go
I'll ride this thumb till I see her again
So I'm ridin' my thumb to Mexico

Well the reason why she left me's not the reason that I'm here
I'm a travellin' kind of man just need a change of atmosphere
If there's any place I haven't been at all that's where I'll go
So I'm ridin' my thumb to Mexico

Do-Re-Mi  
((Adapted from: Do-Re-Mi (English Version) (Mary Martin) - 1959))
Composer(s): Richard Rodgers - Oscar Hammerstein II - Louis Dusée 
Performer(s): Paul de Leeuw met De Kinderen von Trapp - 1993



G=Grunter, Pu=Publiek, P=Paul, K=Koor, C=Cor, Ki=Kind, A=Adolf

P: 
Oh, wat zie ik daar? Wat zie ik daar? Ik zie zeven nukkige kindertjes 
Hallo nukkige kindertjes
Waarom nukken jullie? Warum Nuchten deinen kinder? Haben sie... Kunnen sie kein hollandisch praten? Hehehe 
Kunnen sie zingen?

K: Nee
P: Nein, aber willen sie lernen zingen?
K: ja
P: Solte ich das die kindern lernen? Ja? Is gut
K: Ja

P: 
Goed 
Euh Cor, ze willen leren zingen 
Heb jij een idee? Wat zeg je Cor? Heb je een idee?
Okee

P: 
Ik weet niet wat je wilt hoor Cor 
Vertel eens, wat heb je voor een idee?

C: 
Do-re-mi

P:
Do-re-mi, oh wat leuk 
Komt ook goed uit dat jullie zulke pakjes aanhebben, he
Do
Laten we bij 't begin beginnen 
Dat is steeds een goed begin 
Als je leest dan begin je met...

K: A,B,C
P: Als je zingt dan begin je met do en re
K: Do en re?

P: 
do en re 
En na die twee komt nummero drie, do-re-mi

K: Do-re-mi?

P: 
Do-re-mi-fa-sol-la-tie
Cor, ze zijn te dom 
Oooohhhh, weet je iets makkelijkers Cor? Okee

P: 
Wat wil je dan? Wat wil je dan? Wat, ik begrijp het niet 
Wat wil je dan? Oh, do-re-mi 
Okee
Bedankt

Do, een doos waarop je een deksel doet
Re, die vind je in het woud
Mier, die steeds maar werken moet
Fader, waar je veel van houdt
Sal, ik zal hem dan maar wat
La, die zit in een bureau
Si, ik zie dan dit en dat
En dat brengt ons weer bij Do!!

K: Doos
P: Waarop je een deksel doet
K: Re
P: Die vind je in het woud
K: Mier
P: Die steeds maar werken moet
K: Fa
P: -der waar je veel van houdt

P+K: 
Sal, ik zal hem dan maar wat

La, die zit in een bureau
Sie, ik zie dan dit en dat
En dat brengt ons weer naar Do

K: Doos, waarop je een deksel doet
Re, die vind je in het woud
Mier, die steeds maar werken moet
Fader, waar je veel van houdt

P+K: 
Sal, ik zal hem dan maar wat
La, die zit in een bureau
Si, ik zie dan dit en dat
En dat brengt ons weer naar do
Do- re-mi-fa-sol-la si-do, sol-do

G: Maar Paul...
P: Dank u wel...
G: Paul, is dat n...
P: U kunt de service brief aanvragen bij...
G: Is dat nou wat ze een liedje noemen?
P: Wat zeg je?

G: 
Is dat nou wat ze een liedje noemen 
Do-re-mi-fa-sol? Wat bedoel je nou?

P: 
Nee, dat is nie wat ze een liedje noemen 
Maar da's gewoon een beetje zingen, en dat vind ik al belangrijk genoeg voor u 
Maar als je een liedje wilt zingen... Wil je een liedje zingen Grunter?

G: Ja, tuurlijk
P: En jij ook Adolf?
A: Ja

P: 
Hehehe, okee, dan gaan we het als volgt doen 
Kijk, opletten 
Niet met je vingers zitten...
Do re mi fa sol zijn bepaalde, bepaalde dingen die je nodig hebt (Brabbelt Wat) de gereedschappen
(Brabbelt Weer Wat)
Ah, ik zal het voordoen
So-do-la-fa-mi-do-re

K: So-do-la-fa-mi-do-re
P: So-do-she-e-so-ke-leu
K: So-do-la-si-do-re-do

P: 
Nee, so-do, nee he Cor,da's nie goed
So-do-le-fa-kutje-smeur

K: So- do-la-si-do-re-do

P: 
Nee,nee,nee,nee, So (Aan Publiek) jullie kunnen het wel he 
So-do-la-vi-kutje-smeur

Pu: So-do-la-vi-kutje-smeur

P: 
Zo, jullie zijn kinderen, wij zijn volwassenen 
Je moet naar ons luisteren
So-do-la-vi-kutje-smeur

K: So-do-la-vi (Grunter komt er boven uit) kutje- smeur

P: 
Gooi 't er maar uit 
Gooi 't in de groep
Nu met z'n allen

P+K: 
So-do-la-fa-mi-do-re
So-do-la-si-do-re-do

G: Maar dat betekend toch helemaal niets

P: 
Nee, dat betekend helemaal niks 
Maar als je bijvoorbeeld leuke woordjes verzint voor euh, voor die, die noten, dan krijg je een heel leuk liedje 
Zal ik iets verzinnen?
Ja? Okee, doe ik dat
Opletten, he
Ken je goed je do-re-mi, zing je elke melodie

P: Nu jullie
K: Ken je goed je do-re-mi

P+K: Zing je elke melodie

Doos, waarop je een deksel doet
Re, die vind je in het woud
Mier, die steeds maar werken moet
Fader, waar je veel van houdt
Sal, ik zal hem dan maar wat
La, die zit in een bureau
Si, ik zie dan dit en dat
En dat brengt ons weer naar do
Do-re-mi-fa-sol-la-si-do-do-si-fa-sol-la-si-re

K: 
Do-mi-mi, mi-sol-sol, re-fa-fa, la-si-si
Do-mi-mi, (Gelach Kind) mi-sol-sol, re-fa-fa, la-si-si

(Paul Er Door Heen)
P: 
Ken je elke melodie
zing je elke

P+K: melodie
P: Bokje springen

P+K: 
Doos, waarop je een deksel doet
Re, die vind je in het woud
Si, die steeds maar werken moet
Fader, waar je veel van houdt
Sal, ik zal hem dan maar wat
P: Ik zal hem dan maar wat
P: La, die zit in een bureau
K: Die zit in een bureau
P: Si, ik zie dan dit en dat
K: Dit en dat
P+K: En dat brengt ons weer naar do
(Paul Er Doorheen Zingend)

K: So-do-la-fa-mi-do-re
P: Doooo-reeee-miiiiiii-faaaaa
K: So-do-la-si-do
P: Soooo-laaaa-tiiii

P+K: 
Si-doooooo
So-do

P: 
De kinderen Van Trapp
Buigen, buigen, buigen
Bedankt 
Tjuus, Tjuus

The Sidewalks Of New York
Performer(s): J.W. Myers
and multiple other artists



Down in front of Casey's
Old brown wooden stoop
On a summer's evening 
We formed a merry group
Boys and girls together
We would sing and waltz
While the "Ginnie" played the organ
On the sidewalks of New York

East side, West side
All around the town
The tots sang 'Ring-a-Rosie'
'London Bridge is falling down!
Boys and girls together
Me and Mamie O'Rorke
Tripped the light fantastic
On the sidewalks of New York

That's where Johnny Casey
And little Jimmy Crowe
With Jakey Krause the baker
Who always had the dough
Pretty Nellie Shannon
With a dude as light as cork
First picked up the waltz step
On the sidewalks of New York

East side, West side
All around the town
The tots sang 'Ring-a-Rosie'
'London Bridge is falling down!
Boys and girls together
Me and Mamie O'Rorke
Tripped the light fantastic
On the sidewalks of New York

Things have changed since those times
And some are up in "G"
Others are wand'rers
But all feel just like me
They would part with all they've got
Could they but once more walk
With their best girl and have a twirl
On the Sidewalks of New York

East side, West side
All around the town
The tots sang 'Ring-a-Rosie'
'London Bridge is falling down!
Boys and girls together
Me and Mamie O'Rorke
Tripped the light fantastic
On the sidewalks of New York

Cold Day In Hell
Composer(s): Gary Moore
Performer(s): Gary Moore



So many times you tried to take the best of me
So many times, now you're gonna take the rest of me
Better look at what you're doing before it's too late
It's a fine line you're treadin' between love and hate
There'll be a cold day in hell
before I'm coming back to you

So many times you tried to play a dead end game
Yes, you did
I tried to tell you, but you'd never wanna take the blame
Now you've pushed me to the limit, and I can't take no more
You'd better take one last look before I'm out the door
There'll be a cold day in hell
before I'm coming back to you

You never listened when I told you
that you were way out of line
Too busy talkin' to listen
accusing me of telling lies

So many times you tried to get the best of me
Yes, you did
So many times, but now you're gonna take the rest of me
Well, it's too late for sorry and it's too late for tears
Better take one last look before I disappear
There'll be a cold day in hell
before I'm coming back to you

There'll be a cold day in hell
before I'm coming back to you
There'll be a cold day in hell
before I'm coming back to you
Yeah!

Riders On The Storm
Composer(s): John Densmore;
Robbie Krieger; Ray Manzarek; Jim Morrison
Performer(s): The Doors;
and various other artists



Riders on the storm, riders on the storm 
Into this house we're born 
Into this world we're thrown 
Like a dog without a bone 
An actor out alone 
Riders on the storm 

There's a killer on the road 
His brain is squirmin' like a toad 
Take a long holiday 
Let your children play 
If you give this man a ride 
Sweet family will die 
Killer on the road, yeah 

Girl, you gotta love your man 
Girl, you gotta love your man 
Take him by the hand 
Make him understand 
The world on you depends 
Our life will never end 
Gotta love your man, yeah 

Riders on the storm, riders on the storm 
Into this house we're born 
Into this world we're thrown 
Like a dog without a bone 
An actor out alone 
Riders on the storm 

Riders on the storm
Riders on the storm
Riders on the storm
Riders on the storm
Riders on the storm