Sandy
Composer(S): Buzz Cason; Bucky Willkin
Performer(s): Ronny & The Daytonas



Hey, girl, with sunlight in your hair (wo-o-o-oh)
It hurts me so to see you standing there (wo-o-o-oh)
O-O-Oh Sandy, you laugh and run away
You just don't care

Your kiss was warmer than the sun (wo-o-o-oh)
And I can't forget all the things we've done (wo-o-o-oh)
O-0-Oh Sandy, do you remember when 
I was the one? 

You've been around since 
That new boy who found you 
Took you uptown 
So far from me

But someday, you're good times will be through (wo-o-o-oh)
And I know just what you're gonna do (wo-o-o-oh)
You'll come back, Sandy; you know I'll still be here 
Waiting for you

(Sandy, Sandy, I love you)

Little Sandy Sleighfoot
Composer(s): Jim Savarino Crane
Performer(s): Jimmy Dean



His name is Sandy Sleighfoot
And oh so sad was he
For though he stood just 4 feet tall
His feet were 3 feet 3
He tried to help make Santa's toys
But with his feet so long
He'd trip and fall and break them all
Just every thing went wrong

Now little Sandy Sleighfoot
Don't you feel so blue
Even with your feet so long
God has a place for you
The other kids made fun of him
They laughed at him with glee

But Sandy Sleighfoot learned one day
Without skis he could ski
So when the night 'fore Christmas Eve
The reindeer stable burned
He skied down hill and saved the deer
By remembering what he'd learned

Now everybody loves him
And Santa Loves him, too
And ever since on Christmas eve
He's helped bring gifts to you

Sandy
Composer(s): Terry Fell
Performer(s): Larry Hall



Sandy, Sandy
Took every sweet thing like sugar and spice
Ice cream and candy, everything nice
They put it together, they gave it a name
Sandy, Sandy, I'm a fool for Sandy

Her eyes are like heaven, her lips are devine
Young love is tender, gentle and kind
And everywhere I go, there you will find
Sandy, Sandy, I'm a fool for Sandy

Took every sweet thing like sugar and spice
Ice cream and candy, everything nice
They put it together, they gave it a name
Oh Sandy, Sandy, I'm a fool for Sandy
Sandy, Sandy, Sandy
Sandy, Sandy

Little Saint Nick
Composer(s): Brian Wilson; Mike Love
First release by: The Beach Boys - 1963



Well way up north were the air get cold
There's a tale about Christmas that we've all been told
About a real famous guy all dressed up in red
And he spends the whole year workin' out on his sled
He's little Saint Nick
Oh he's a little Saint Nick
Just a little bobsled we call it old Saint Nick
And she'd rock a toboggan with a four-speed stick
She's candy apple red with a ski for a wheel
And when Santa gives the gas, man just watch her peel
She's little Saint Nick
Little Saint Nick

Run, run reindeer
Run, run reindeer
Run, run reindeer
Run, run reindeer

He don't miss no one

Now he's haulin' through the snow at a frightening speed
And a half a dozen reindeer with Rudy the lead
Well he's gotta wear shades 'cause the snow really flies
And he's cruisin' every pad with a little surprise
He's little Saint Nick
He's little Saint Nick
Merry Christmas
Christmas comes this time each year
Merry Christmas
Christmas comes this time each year
Merry Christmas, Yeah
Merry Christmas
Christmas comes this time each year
He's little Saint Nick
Merry Christmas

Sandy
Composer(s): Louis St. Louis; Scott Jared Simon
First release by: John Travolta - 1978



Stranded at the drive in, branded a fool
what will they say
Monday at school?
Sandy, can't you see, I'm in misery
We made a start, now we're apart
there's nothin' left for me
Love has flown all alone
I sit and wonder why-y-y oh why you left me, oh Sandy
Oh Sandy, maybe someday, when highschool is done
Somehow, someway, our two worlds will be one
In heaven forever and ever we will be
oh please say you'll stay, oh
Sandy Sandy my darlin', you hurt me real bad
you know it's true
But baby, you gotta believe me when I say
I'm helpless without you
Love has flown all alone, I sit, I wonder why-y-y oh why you
left me, oh Sandy Sandy
Sandy, why-y-y-y
oh Sandy

Little Red Riding Hood's Christmas Tree
Composer(s): E. Dawson; D. Donez; A. Donnelly
Performer(s): Rosemary Clooney



All the quaint little folks from Storybook Land
Are happy as they can be
‘Cuz they’ll all be there and they all will share
Little Red Riding Hood’s Christmas Tree

For Little Boy Blue there’s a silver horn
To call the cows from the fields of corn
For Merry King Cole there’s a pipe and bowl
On Little Red Riding Hood’s Christmas Tree

A mama doll for Little Bo Peep
To take the place of her little lost sheep
For Pussy in the Well, there’s something swell
On Little Red Riding Hood’s Christmas Tree

For Cinderella there’s a beautiful dress
A bracelet, and a ring
Hi Diddle Diddle, the cat will play the fiddle
Four and twenty blackbirds are gonna sing

(There’s a) A magic pail for Jack and Jill
They can fall downhill and the water won’t spill
For Goldilocks, there’s a music box
On Little Red Riding Hood’s Christmas Tree

Sandy
Performer(s): Joe Dassin



Sandy, oh Sandy !
Ensemble on va faire une jolie photo d'amour
Pour deux francs on est unis pour toujours

Sandy, oh Sandy
Tu n'as que huit ans, j'en ai deux mille, mais tu sais
Que si tu m'attends, je t'epouserai

Elles seront sans doute effemeres nos noces de carton
Et celles d'une vie entiere nous les dechirons

Sandy, oh Sandy
J'en ai connu des fêtes qui donnaient sur le neant
On ne sais plus jouer quand on est grand
Sandy...

Avec elle c'est autre chose, ce n'est plus un jeu
Avec elle ce n'est plus un rôle, c'est presque serieux

Sandy, oh Sandy
Petit chaperon rouge, je te donne rendez-vous
Ce soir tu vas croquer le mechant loup

Sandy, Sandy
Ce soir c'est la premiere fois qu'un diable comme moi
Souris a un ange comme toi
Sandy...

Little Donkey
Composer(s): Eric Boswell
Performer(s): The Beverley Sisters;
and various other artists



Little donkey, little donkey
On the dusty road
Got to keep on plodding onwards 
With your precious load

Been a long time, little donkey 
Through the winter’s night
Don’t give up now, little donkey 
Bethlehem’s in sight

Ring out those bells tonight 
Bethlehem, Bethlehem
Follow that star tonight 
Bethlehem, Bethlehem

Little donkey, little donkey
Had a heavy day
Little donkey, carry Mary
Safely on her way

Little donkey, little donkey 
Journey's end is near 
There are wise men waiting for a 
Sign to bring them here 

Do not falter, little donkey 
There's a star ahead 
It will guide you, little donkey
To a cattle shed 

Ring out those bells tonight 
Bethlehem, Bethlehem 
Follow that star tonight 
Bethlehem, Bethlehem
 
Little donkey, little donkey 
Had a heavy day 
Little donkey, carry Mary 
Safely on her way
 
Little donkey, carry Mary 
Safely on her way

Sandra
Performer(s): Barry Manilow



She's a great little housewife
Though sometimes she talks like a fool
But she helps at the store in the holiday rush
And she picks up the kids after school
And she puts down the phone when her husband comes home
And she changes from mother to wife
'Til she feels the words hanging between them
And she hangs by her words to her life

She says I swear I love my husband, I love my kids
I wanted to be like my mother
But if I hadn't done it as soon as I did
Oh there might have been time to be me
For myself, for myself
There's so many things that she wishes
She don't even know what she's missing
And that's how she knows that she missed

She's a sweetheart, except when she's moody
It's hard to get through to her then
Depressed for a while when the youngest was born
Oh but that happens now and again
She might take a drink with the housework
Or when Michael's kept late at the shop
A Martini or two before dinner
But she always knows when to stop

She says I swear I love my husband and I love my kids
You know I wanted to be like my mother
But if I hadn't done it as soon as I did
Oh there might have been time to be me
For myself, for myself
There's so many things that she wishes
She don't even know what she's missing
And that's how she knows that she missed

Oh they used to hold hands at the movies
Now it's seldom if ever they go
Once you've paid for the sitter and parking the car
There's no money left for the show
She was doing the dishes
When a glass fell and broke on the tile
And she cut her wrist (quite by mistake)
It was real touch and go for a while

She says Oh God I love my husband and I love my kids
You know I wanted to be like my, my mother
But if I hadn't done it as soon as I did
Oh there might have been time to be me
For myself, for myself
There's so many things that she wishes
She don't even know what she's missing
And that's how she knows that she missed

Little Christmas Tree
Spanish Title: Arbolito
Composer(s): Tish Hinojosa
Performer(s): Tish Hinojosa



Arbolito this year I am seven
I have freckles, I would let you have them
There comes Mamacita with ornaments 
And with lights to dress you 
I help her, but she won't leave me with the icicles

From the kitchen, cooking las comadres
I smell chocolate, garlic and tamales
Where is my godmother and Santa Claus
No it's not the presents I want, you know
Yes, it's just the packages to guess

Arbolito I'm fifteen years old now
I can almost reach to put your star on
What I wish for Christmas this year is a secret
His name is - Ay mama mira! (Mom, look!) 
My sister won't let me have the icicles!

From the kitchen, cooking las comadres
I smell chocolate, garlic and tamales
Where is my godmother and Santa Claus
No it's not the presents I want, you know
Yes, it's just the packages to guess

Arbolito, now I'm thirty something
How familiar is our yearly talking
No, mijita(daughter), you put the ornaments
Does it look like Better Homes magazine?
Aw, come on now, they're my icicles!

Sandman
Composer(s): Dewey Bunnell
Performer(s): America



Ain't it foggy outside 
All the planes have been grounded 
Ain't the fire inside? 
Let's all go stand around it 
Funny, I've been there 
And you've been here 
And we ain't had no time to drink that beer 

'Cause I understand you've been running from the man 
That goes by the name of the Sandman 
He flies the sky like an eagle in the eye 
Of a hurricane that's abandoned 

Ain't the years gone by fast 
I suppose you have missed them 
Oh, I almost forgot to ask 
Did you hear of my enlistment? 

Funny, I've been there 
And you've been here 
And we ain't had no time to drink that beer 

'Cause I understand you've been running from the man 
That goes by the name of the Sandman 
He flies the sky like an eagle in the eye 
Of a hurricane that's abandoned 

I understand you've been running from the man 
That goes by the name of the Sandman 
He flies the sky like an eagle in the eye 
Of a hurricane that's abandoned 

I understand you've been running from the man 
That goes by the name of the Sandman 
He flies the sky like an eagle in the eye 
Of a hurricane that's abandoned 

I understand you've been running from the man 
That goes by the name of the Sandman 
He flies the sky like an eagle in the eye 
Of a hurricane that's abandoned 

Little Christmas Tree
Composer(s): George Clinton; Art Wayne
Performer(s): Michael Jackson



I watch the snow flakes fall
against my window pane
and wonder if you
are watching snow flakes too
I take a walk downtown
to where you used to meet me
theres joy everywhere
but all thats waiting there
is just a little Christmas tree
lookin sorta sad n lonely just like me
noone seems to care
they just went away
and left it standing there
all alone on Christmas Eve
I hear the Christmas bell
the happy people singing
the songs of good cheer
that only brings me tears
I sadly close my eyes
and say a little prayer
you'll be waiting there for me
I look but all I see
is just a little Christmas tree
lookin sorta sad n lonely just like me
noone seems to care
they just went away and left it standing there
all alone on Christmas eve
this is the season of love
but I'm as sad as I can be
why did you have to leave me
oh little Christmas tree
lookin' sorta sad n lonely just like me
noone seems to care
they just went away
and left it standing there
all alone on Christmas Eve

Sand In Your Eyes
Composer(s): Royston Langdon
Performer(s): Spacehog



When the world died laughing, laughing at you
While others cry hungry you go without food
Still you can see that as the world splits its sides
You're one of a million, just a wandering child
Because something meant something
Nothing to the few
Now heaven doesn't haunt you
And hell's awful
Don't tell me you love me, don't say that I do
'Cause I will believe you, I'll believe you
Now you're hurting but you just can't feel
You've got a chip on your shoulder and your arm won't heal
Sheer paranoia keeps you awake
Makes you hungry, makes you ache
She'll go enroll me, time and again
Well, I could have told you 'cause you're not my friend
Still I will believe you, I'll even lie
For all of your hurting is just sand in my eyes
Like sand in your eyes
But you can't see that with sand in your eyes
You're just one of a million wandering children

Little Christmas Stocking With A Hole In The Toe
Performer(s): Cricketones



In the house upon the hill
Hanging on the window sill
Was a little Christmas stocking with a hole in the toe
And when Santa came to call
At the house upon the hill
He saw the Christmas stocking hanging in the candle glow.

Santa chuckled to himself
As he walked across the floor
To the little Christmas stocking with a hole in the toe
And he saw a note was pinned
The the place where it was torn
He read the note
then turned his head
so teardrops would not show

The note said, "Santa I am just a little boy
And I have everything that could bring me yuletide joy
When you fill my stocking, if it should overflow
I won't mind if something pushes through the hole in the toe"

Santa went back to his sled
And he loaded up his pack
Then he went back down the chimney and his heart was oh so glad
And he filled the stocking until no more he could pack
'Cause the note said, "Please, dear Santa
Could you make the gifts for mom & dad?"

Light Of The Stable
Composer(s): Steve Rhymer; Elizabeth Rhymer
Performer(s): Emmylou Harris;
and various other artists



Hail hail to the newborn king
Let our voices sing him our praises
Hail hail to the guiding light
That brought us tonight to our Saviour
Ale (aleluiah)
Ale (aleluiah)
Ale (aleluiah)
Ale (aleluiah)

Come now where it shines so bright
To the knowing light of the stable
Kneel close to the child so dear
Cast aside your fear and the thankful
Ale (aleluiah)
Ale (aleluiah)
Ale (aleluiah)
Ale (aleluiah)

Sand In My Shoes
Composer(s): Frank Loesser; Victor Schertzinger
Performer(s): Leslie Hutchinson
and multiple other artists



Sand in my shoes, sand from Havana
Calling me to that ever so heavenly shore
Calling me back to you once more
Dreams in the night, dreams of Havana
Dreams of a love I hadn’t the strength to refuse
Darling the sand is in my shoes
Deep in my veins the sensuous strains
Of the soft guitar
Deep in my soul the thunderous roll
Of a tropic sea under the stars,
That was Havana
You are the moonlit mem’ry I can’t seem to lose
That’s why my life’s an endless cruise
All that is real is the feel of the sand in my shoes

Deep in my veins the sensuous strains
Of the soft guitar
Deep in my soul the thunderous roll
Of a tropic sea under the stars,
That was Havana
You are the moonlit mem’ry I can’t seem to lose
That’s why my life’s an endless cruise
All that is real is the feel of the sand in my shoes
Sand in my shoes
Sand from Havana

Lieber Kleiner Mann
((French Version: Mon Petit Bonhomme (by Dalida))
Composer(s): E. Hachfeld - G. Motta
Performer(s): Dalida



Lieber kleiner Mann, Du wärst gern ein Mann
Und ich wünsche nur eins allein
Bleib noch lange so klein
Lieber kleiner Mann, schau Dir das Leben an
oft ist es ein gowagtes Spiel, das gewinne, wer will

Die Welt sieht anders aus als ein Spiel im Sonnenschein
Und ich habe Angst um Dich
Vielleicht könnt' Dir bald ein andrer näher sein
Der Dich noch mehr liebt als ich

Die Zeit entflieht bevor man es sieht
Zu spat und ein Traum, ein Traum vergeht

Lieber kleiner Mann 
Bald bist Du ein Mann
wo Du alles erfahren musst das Gluck und den Verlust
Lieber kleiner Mann 
Keiner hilft Dir dann
keiner wird Dir zur Seite sein, immer bist Du allein

Und wenn erst im Arm eine andere Dich hält
Lässt du meine Hand wohl los 
Doch kommst Du zurück
voll Enttäuschung aus der Welt 
Dann weinst Du in meinem Schoss

Lieber kleiner Mann 
Gehst Du einst von mir
lieber kleiner Mann 
Ich verzeihe Dir

Morgen winkt Dir das Leben schon
Singe sein Lied, mein Sohn
Morgen winkt Dir das Leben schon
Tanze den Tanz, mein Sohn Dir gehört die Welt

San Salvador - 1970
(aka "Le Souvenir- 1969"; "Amour Défendu" - 1977" 
"Ton Prénom Dans Mon Coeur - 1983"; "La Ballade Des Jeux Interdits - 2008")
(Adapted from: Romance - 1934)
Composer(s): Narciso Yepes; Hugues de Courson; Patrick Modiano
Performer(s): Françoise Hardy - 1970

Titles In Other Languages:
1963 - Forbidden Games
1975 - Quiero
2002 - Romance Of Love 
2007 - Tu Nombre



Pendant la nuit
L'hiver est revenu
Dans les rues aujourd'hui
Tous les arbres sont morts
On écoutant la pluie
Tu penses à ce pays
Dont le nom était San Salvador
Tu te souviens
Quand tu fermes les yeux
D'un étrange jardin
D'où montait le matin
Des milliers de parfums
Et des papillons bleus
C'était peut-être San Salvador
San Salvador
Tu répètes ce mot
Comme si tu voulais
Retrouver le reflet
Des crépuscules mauves
Et des gallions du port
Qui revenaient de l'ile au trésor
Tu ne sais plus
Comment y retourner
Qui sait si ce pays
A jamais existé
Si c'était dans tes rêves
Ou dans une autre vie
Que tu as connu San Salvador
San Salvador
Le vent souffle aux carreaux
Dans le bruit de la pluie
Tu entends un écho
Une chanson perdue
Qui te vient d'un pays
Que tu ne reverras jamais plus

Let's Make A Baby King
Composer(s): Jesse Winchester
Performer(s): Wynonna Judd
and multiple other artists



Once upon a Christmas morning
There was a pretty little baby boy
It seems like I remember sadness
Mingling in the joy
For Mary saw the future
And the sadness it would bring
And that's when Mary started crying
When she heard the angels sing
Let’s make a baby king
Let’s make him lord of all
Let’s give him everything
Let’s make a baby king
Now, you remember little king David
He’s the little baby’s kin
He’s cousin to the man named John
And I know you all remember him
And John said, "let's get ready!"
The herald angels sing
‘cause this old world needs to know
The good news that I bring
Let’s make a baby king
Let’s make him lord of all
Let’s give him everything
Let’s make a baby king
Now we could use a revolution
The world is turned upside down
We need a new direction
We’ve got to turn this whole thing around
And we need a lord to guide us
Teach us wrong and right
And we need a lamb to lead us
Into the land of light

San Salvador
Composer(s): Bernard Lavilliers
Performer(s): Bernard Lavilliers



Voguant autour des îles de la mer Caraïbe
Les tamtams vaudous firent se lever les vents
Decouvrant des récifs où des corvetes anglaises
Gisaient depuis longtemps dans leurs manteaux de glaise
J'ai oublié le nom de cette île perdue
Où le courant rapide poussa mon bateau noir
J'ai longtemps recherché une terre inconnue
Planquée au fond des eaux de la mer Caraïbe

Si tu vas à San Salvador
Va voir la femme
Qui sait lire dans les yeux du sort
Aussi dans les flammes
Elle te dira des mots très forts
Comme les tambours
Qui dansent sur la terre des morts
Juste avant le jour

Aux lisières des forêts, du côté de Belém
Vivait un déserteur légionnaire français
Il tenait un comptoir, il vendait des F.M.
Des vivres, des camions, des femmes, du napalm
Il vivait là tout seul, bouffé de fièvre par l'Équateur
La confiance n'était pas son fort, tout se payait d'avance
Sa conscience était dans un port, chez une femme, en France
Il vivait comme un tigre traqué, tendu et rélax
Ne parlait jamais du passé, même complètement schlass

Si tu vas à San Salvador
Va voir la femme
Qui sait lire dans les yeux du sort
Aussi dans les flammes
Elle te dira des mots très forts
Comme les tambours
Qui dansent sur la terre des morts
Juste avant le jour

Enveloppé de chlorophylle et de soleil
Le sable blanc des grandes îles berce le sommeil
Les secrets planqués dans des cases ont des goûts truqués
La nuit tombe comme un couteau sur un condamné
Je ne dis rien des précédents pour toi qui m'écoutes
Mon aventure est dans le vent et dans les écoutes
Le temps n'éponge pas le sang et la terre noire
Porte le deuil des innocents et pour leur mémoire

Si tu vas à San Salvador
Va voir la femme
Qui sait lire dans les yeux du sort
Aussi dans les flammes
Elle te dira des mots très forts
Comme les tambours
Qui dansent sur la terre des morts
Juste avant le jour

Quand on n'reste pas dans son trou de la vie à la mort
On prend des rides et puis des coups, aussi des remords
Petite fille de Bahia, tournée vers le large
Attends encore une autre fois, je suis dans la marge
Je cherche toujours l'île perdue dans la Caraïbe
Entre la mort et l'inconnu faible comme une cible

Mais si tu vas à San Salvador
Va voir la femme
Qui sait lire dans les yeux du sort
Aussi dans les flammes
Elle te dira des mots très forts
Comme les tambours
Qui dansent sur la terre des morts
Juste avant le jour