Retro-Songteksten: Evergreens, Classics, Old-Time Favourites, Hits Uit Onze Jeugd
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It Wouldn't Be Christmas (Without You) Composer(s): Scott Krippayne; John Tesh Performer(s): John Tesh
We hang the lights, have snowball fights And sing our favorite tunes All of these are memories I make each year with you
We decorate the douglas together And watch "It's A Wonderful Life" I look forward to every December Because you're always here by my side
It wouldn't be Christmas without you The season would just come and go The holiday cheer would all disappear Along with the sleigh bells and snow Santa and eight little reindeer Might as well pass on through 'Cause baby it wouldn't be Christmas Without you
It Won't Seem Like Christmas (Without You)
Composer(s): J.A. Balthrop
First recording/First release by: Elvis Presley - 1971
Oh, it won't seem like Christmas, Dear, without you For too many miles are between But if I get the one thing I'm wishing for Then I'll se you tonight in my dreams
Seems a long time since we've been together It was just about this time of the year Looks like it's gonna be snowy weather How I wish that you could be here
But it won't seem like Christmas, oh, without you For too many miles are between But if I get the one thing that I'm wishing for Then I'll see you tonight in my dreams
In the distance I hear sleigh bells ringing The holly is so pretty this year And the carol that somebody's singing Reminds me of our Christmas last year
Oh, it won't seem like Christmas, oh, without you For too many miles are between But if I get the one thing I'm wishing for Then I'll see you tonight in my dreams
Saltando De Piedra En Piedra Composer(s): Rubén Goldín Performer(s): Juan Carlos Baglietto
Un hombre alegre, es uno más en el coro el hombre es alegre ... haaa ... un hombre triste no se parece a ningn otro hombre triste ... haaa ...
Tonto corazón vacío uno depende así de tu hambre uno depende así de tu hambre y se convierte en ave ciega, torpe horadada al fin, horadada al fin. El sombrío pasajero de tu carruaje no puedo mirar hacia atrás no puedo mirar hacia atrás tu voz doloroso clavo penetra el centro del alma y cala hondo. Recuerda un clamor de niños insomnes arrastrados por la sangre del amanecer ... Mi tonto corazón mi tonto corazón mi corazón ...
It Won't Seem Like Christmas Composer(s): Loretta Lynn Performer(s): Loretta Lynn
Everybody's busy decorating Christmas trees And outside icicles hanging from the eaves And the snowflakes are flyin' just as far as I can see But it won't seem like Christmas to me
No it won't seem like Christmas, you'll be there and I'll be here So I'll decorate a heartache with my tears So have a merry merry Christmas wherever you may be Oh but it won't seem like Christmas to me
No it won't seem like Christmas, what Christmas without you I'll be lonely but my darling I'll be true So have a merry merry Christmas... No it won't seem like Christmas to me
It Won't Be Christmas Without You Composer(s): Steven Busch; Ronnie Dunn; Jerry Lynn Williams Performer(s): Brooks & Dunn; Mark Leland
Tree's in the corner, the fire's burning bright Shadows are dancing in the pale candlelight Life should be a rainbow, but it's blue It won't be Christmas without you
I wrapped up all your presents, wrote my name on ev'ry card I just can't help it, baby, I'm takin' this so hard You tell me, what's a man to do It won't be Christmas without you
I stare into the flames, all I see is your face All this joy and happiness seems so out of place As far as I'm concerned, it's just a day I must get through But it won't be Christmas without you
Oh, I wrapped up all your presents, wrote my name on ev'ry card I just can't help it, baby, I'm takin' this so hard You tell me, what's a man to do It won't be Christmas without you
Oh, I wrapped up all your presents, wrote my name on ev'ry card I just can't help it, baby, I'm takin' this so hard You tell me, what's a man to do It won't be Christmas without you
Salomon-Song Composer(s): Kurt Weill; Bertolt Brecht First performance by: Lotte Lenya - 1928 Covered by multiple other artists
Ihr saht den weisen Salomon Ihr wißt, was aus ihm wurd! Dem Mann war alles sonnenklar Er verfluchte die Stunde seiner Geburt Und sah, daß alles eitel war Wie groß und weis war Salomon! Und seht, da war es noch nicht Nacht Da sah die Welt die Folgen schon Die Weisheit hatte ihn so weit gebracht Beneidenswert, wer frei davon!
Ihr saht die schöne Kleopatra Ihr wißt, was aus ihr wurd! Zwei Kaiser fielen ihr zum Raub Da hat sie sich zu Tode gehurt Und welkte hin und wurde Staub Wie groß und schön war Babylon! Und seht, da war es noch nicht Nacht Da sah die Welt die Folgen schon Die Schönheit hatte sie so weit gebracht Beneidenswert, wer frei davon!
Ihr saht den kühnen Cäsar dann Ihr wißt, was aus ihm wurd! Er saß wie n Gott auf nem Altar Und wurde ermordet, wie ihr erfuhrt Und zwar, als er am größten war Wie schrie der laut: "Auch du, mein Sohn!" Und seht, da war es noch nicht Nacht Da sah die Welt die Folgen schon Die Kühnheit hatte ihn so weit gebracht Beneidenswert, wer frei davon!
Und jetzt sehr ihr Macheath und mich Gott weiß, was aus uns wird! So groß war unsre Leidenschaft Wo haben wir uns hin verirrt Daß man ihn jetzt zum Galgen schafft Da seht ihr unsere Sünde Lohn Und seht, da ist es noch nicht Nacht Da sieht die Welt die Folgen schon Die Leidenschaft hat uns so weit gebracht Beneidenswert, wer frei davon!
It Wasn't His Child Composer(s): Skip Ewing Performer(s): Trisha Yearwood; and various other artists
He was her man, she was his wife And late one winter night He knelt by her As she gave birth But it wasn't his child It wasn't his child
Yet still he took him as his own And as he watched him grow It brought him joy But it wasn't his child It wasn't his child
But like a father he was strong and kind And I believe he did his best It wasn't easy for him But he did all could His son was different from the rest It wasn't his child It wasn't his child
And when the boy became a man He took his father's hand And soon the world Would all know why It wasn't his child It wasn't his child
But like a father he was strong and kind And I believe he did his best It wasn't easy for him But he did all could He grew up with his hands in wood And he died with his hands in wood He was God's child, He was God's child
He was her man She was his wife And late one night He knelt by her As she gave birth But it wasn't his child It was God's child
Salomee (With Her Seven Veils) Composer(s): Jule Styne; Bob Hilliard Performer(s): Dinah Shore
Stagecoach after stagecoach Crossed them western trails Just to see Salomee Struttin' like a chicken Ready for the pickin' Swingin' out and kickin' With her seven veils
Outlaws mix with sheriffs No one thinks of jail When they see Salomee Movin' kinda gentle Lookin' Oriental Out to pay the rental With her seven veils
Dancin' like the demon She'll wiggle across the floor Everybody's screamin' (More, more, more, Salomee) (You're a wow) (More, more, more, Salomee) (Wiggle once more, then take a bow)
Weak men yell like Tarzan Strong men bite their nails When they see Salomee Swing Scheherezadeee Hotter than a toddy Pleasin' everybyody With her seven veils
(Hey, now bring me water) (This gal is Satan's daughter) Red silk veils are flyin' around One of them veils just flew to the ground
(More, more, more, Salomee) (You're a wow) (More, more, more Salomee) (Wiggle once more, then take a bow)
She may cause a fire Fill your fire pails When you see Salomee Struttin' like a chicken Ready for the pickin' Swingin' out and kickin' With her seven veils
(Hey Salomee!) Ye-e-s-s-s (Hey Salomee!) (Wow!)
She may cause a fire Fill your fire pails When you see Salomee Struttin' like a chicken Ready for the pickin' Swingin' out and kickin' With her se-e-e-e-e-ven veils
It Must Be Getting Close To Christmas Composer(s): C. Bruce; Sammy Cahn; Jimmy Van Heusen Performer(s): Glen Campbell
When daughter starts to greet you with her warmest grin And junior's got his room much neater than a pin And if they fight to hug you each time you walk in It must be getting close to Christmas
Suddenly your slightest wish is their command And all at once your favorite things are close at hand And suddenly Lombardo is their favorite band It must be getting close to Christmas
Nobody ever makes mention of the weather or season But you, you just love that attention whatever the reason
All at once the wife is charcoal broiling stakes Coming up with dishes she'd refuse to make And your little puppy doesn't bark till you're awake This paradise is close to sublime And very close to Christmas time
Salome Composer(s): H. Weston; J. Turner Performer(s): Harry Roy
Carry on, carry on
In Egypt where all the pyramids are Down our street where lots of dirty kids are There's a café painted white Where all the sailors like to go at night
There's a native band, help they play But the best thing is the cabaret Expect the suffocation, boltin' up the doors When they put up the show
(Salome, Salome) (You should see Salome) Dancing there with her feet all bare Every little wriggle makes the boys all stare
(She swings it, she flings it) (And the sheiks all murmur, "Oh") While the old sphinx winks and winks and winks Out there where the sandbags grow
Carry on, carry on
Salome, she's the idle of the kids She looks a-like a million dollar saucepan lid Curtain ring stuck through her nose And bells upon her pretty little toes
She's a dusky, and though she looks so posh She'd be a lighter colour if she only had a wash But every night, there's a big big fight To see that girl, Salome
It Feels Like Christmas Composer(s): Paul Williams Performer(s): The Muppets
It's in the singing of a street corner choir It's going home and getting warm by the fire It's true, wherever you find love it feels like Christmas
A cup of kindess that we share with another A sweet reunion with a friend or a brother In all the places you find love it feels like Christmas
It is the season of the heart A special time of caring The ways of love made clear It is the season of the sprit The message if we hear it Is make it last all year
It's in the giving of a gift to another A pair of mittens that were made by your mother It's all the ways that we show love that feel like Christmas
A part of childhood we'll always remember It is the summer of the soul in December Yes, when you do your best for love it feels like Christmas
It is the season of the heart A special time of caring The ways of love made clear It is the season of the sprit The message if we hear it Is make it last all year
It's in the singing of a street corner choir It's going home and getting warm by the fire It's true, wherever you find love it feels like Christmas It's true, wherever you find love it feels like Christmas It feels like Christmas It feels like Christmas It feels like Christmas
Salome Composer(s): Jimmy Frey; Hubert Hugo; Andy Free Performer(s): Jimmy Frey
In duizend en één nachten Van kille noorderwind In duizend en één nachten Brandt jij door mijn gedachten Ten westen van het oosten Het noorden kwijtgeraakt Een glas om me te troosten Een toast op Salome
Salome Kom Salome dans Mijn Salome dans voor mij Salome Kom Salome dans Mijn Salome dans voor mij Ik droom naar je toe Naar 't land van mijn vader Want daar haal jij adem Daar geurt de lucht zoet En in 't avondrood Daar glanzen je haren Daar zie ik de jaren Die wegen als lood Maar laat m'n dromen nu voltooien Wat nooit is afgeraakt Nooit afgeraakt De ogen nat, de lippen droog Een gelogen vrolijk woord Zo kusten wij elkaar Voor de laatste keer
Salome Kom Salome dans Mijn Salome dans voor mij Salome Kom Salome dans Mijn Salome dans voor mij
Ik droom naar je toe Naar 't land van mijn vader Want daar haal jij adem Daar geurt de lucht zoet En in 't avondrood Daar glanzen je haren Daar zie ik de jaren Die wegen als lood Maar achter die fatamorgana Komt je hart steeds dichterbij, dichterbij En als de laatste sluier valt Leg je neer hier aan mijn zij Maak dan men zinnen vrij
Salome Kom Salome dans Mijn Salome dans voor mij Salome Kom Salome dans Mijn Salome dans voor mij
It Doesn't Have To Be That Way
Composer(s): Jim Croce
Jim Croce; Articles of Faith; The Ventures
Snowy nights and Christmas lights
Icy window panes
Make me wish that we could be
Together again
And the windy winter avenues
Just don't seem the same
And the Christmas carols sound like blues
But the choir is not to blame
But it doesn't have to be that way
What we had should have never have ended
And I'll be dropping by today
We could easily get it together tonight
It's only right
Crowded stores, the corner Santa Claus
Tinseled afternoons
And the sidewalk bands that play their songs
Slightly out of tune
On the windy winter avenues
There walks a lonely man
And if I told you who he is
I think you'd understand
But it doesn't have to be that way
What we had should have never have ended
And I'll be dropping by today
We could easily get it together tonight
It's only right
Snowy nights and Christmas lights Icy window panes Make me wish that we could be Together again And the windy winter avenues Just don't seem the same And the Christmas carols sound like blues But the choir is not to blame
Chorus:
But it doesn't have to be that way What we had should have never have ended And I'll be dropping by today We could easily get it together tonight It's only right
Crowded stores, the corner Santa Claus Tinseled afternoons And the sidewalk bands that play their songs Slightly out of tune On the windy winter avenues There walks a lonely man And if I told you who he is I think you'd understand
It Came Upon The Midnight Clear
(Adapted from: Study no. 23 - 1850)
Composer(s): Edmund Hamilton Sears; Richard Storrs Willis
Performer(s): Frank Sinatra
and multiple other artists
It came upon a midnight clear that glorious song of old From angels bending near the earth to touch their harps of gold Peace on the earth goodwill to men from heav'n all gracious King The world in solemn stillness lay to hear the angels sing
For lo the days are hast'ning on by prophets seen of old When with the ever circling years shall come the time foretold When the new heav'n and earth shall on the Prince of peace their king And the whole world send back the song which now the angels sing
Still through the cloven skies they come with peaceful wings unfurled And still their heavenly music floats o'er all the weary world Above its sad and lowly plains they bend on hovering wing And ever o'er its Babel sounds the blessed angels sing
Yet with the woes of sin and strife the world has suffered long Beneath the heavenly strain have rolled two thousand years of wrong And man at war with man hears not the tidings which they bring O hush the noise ye men of strife and hear the angels sing
O ye, beneath life's crushing load whose forms are bending low Who toil along the climbing way with painful steps and slow Look now for glad and golden hours come swiftly on the wing O rest beside the weary road and hear the angels sing
For lo the days are hastening on by prophets seen of old When with the ever circling years shall come the time foretold When peace shall over all the earth its ancient splendors fling And the whole world give back the song which now the angels sing
Salma Ya Salama (Italian Version: Uomo Di Sabbia) Composer(s): Jeff Barnel; Jahine Salah Performer(s): Dalida
Er kam sevara weit in der Sahara Träumte vom paradies
Von schattigen wegen Von blumen im regen Als er seine stadt verliess Und er glaubte es zu finden
Salma ya salama Wo ist da Glück ya salama Salma ya salama Ich komm zurück bei salama
Ich komm zurück bei salama Er zog immer weiter die hoffnug als begleiter Bis er das wunder sah grosser reichtum wälle Und der meere welle alles wie zum greifen nah es war eine lust zu leben
Salma ya salama Wo ist da Glück ya salama Salma ya salama Ich komm zurück bei salama
Die fata morgana, das spiegelbild seiner träume Löste sich in Wolken auf was übrigblieb War sand und wüste und er suchte weiter Fand den quell der freiheit die für ihn die zukunft war auf allen seinen wegen
Salma ya salama Wo ist da Glück ya salama Salma ya salama Ich komm zurück bei salama
Er kam sevara weit in der Sahara Träumte vom paradies Von schattigen wegen Von blumen im regen als er seine stadt verliess Und er glaubte es zu finden
Salma ya salama Wo ist da Glück ya salama Salma ya salama Ich komm zurück bei salama
Salma ya salama Wo ist da Glück ya salama Salma ya salama Ich komm zurück bei salama
Christmas Day has come Let's prepare for mirth Which fills the heavens and earth at the amazing birth Through both the joyous angels in strife and hurry fly With glory and hosannas `All Holy' do they cry In heaven the Church triumphant adores with all her choirs The militant on earth with humble faith admires
But why should we rejoice? Should we not rather morn To see the Hope of Nations thus in a stable born? Where are His crown and scepter Where is His throne sublime Where is his train majestic that should the stars outshine? Is there no sumptuous palace, nor any inn at all To lodge his heavenly mother but in a filthy stall?
Oh! Cease, ye blessed angels, such clamorous joys to make! Though midnight silence favors, the shepherds are awake And you, O glorious star! That with new splendor brings From the remotest parts three learned eastern kings Turn somewhere else your luster Your rays elsewhere display For Herod he may slay the babe and Christ must straight away
If we would then rejoice, let's cancel the old score And purposing amendment, resolve to sin no more For mirth can ne'er content us, without a conscience clear And thus we'll find true pleasure in all the usual cheer In dancing, sporting, reveling, with masquerade and drum So let our Christmas merry be, as Christmas doth become
