Retro-Songteksten: Evergreens, Classics, Old-Time Favourites, Hits Uit Onze Jeugd
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Say What Composer(s): Jesse Winchester Performer(s): Jesse Winchester
Hey girl say hey Say what a watcha say Hey girl say hey Say what
The latest news is somewhat depressing The latest figures are a li'l bit distressing So what you say can we let it slide for a day darlin' What you say
I get the word from Arthur my broker He says "sell it all son and stick to poker" So what you say if we let it slide for a day darlin' What you say
What's the big rush What's the big hurry We've all the time in the world for the worry We'll tell the world that we'll meet 'em on Sunday Then we don't show up until Monday, alright
I don't sweat it that much as a rule But lately it's been rough keeping cool So hey what you say if we let it slide for a day darlin' What you say
The daily grind is getting me frantic 'Cause I see myself as a laid-back romantic So hey what you say if we let it slide for a day girl Oh what you say
On This Day Composer(s): Michael Patrick Heeney; David Scarlett Performer(s): Reba McEntire; Omaha
The kids were up before dawn this morning Right to the Christmas tree they ran Called up the stairs for us to hurry Wait for this day for about as long as they could stand
While trading presents the little one asks me Why do we have Christmas each year I said long ago a child was born this day He's a gift more precious then all you see here
'Cause on this day A child was born In the town of Bethlehem And on this day God sent his son to bring peace and goodwill To all men Oh on this day we call Christmas We honor his name On this day We recall all the reasons he came On this day On this day
Grandma and Grandpa arrived after breakfast The rest of the gang by noon We spent the day watching football and breaking in toys Helping out in the kitchen Catching up on old news
When the dinner bell rang We all took our places Grandpa said who wants to say grace Before anyone else could utter a word Oh the little one bowed her head And she started to say
'Cause on this day A child was born In the town of Bethlehem And on this day God sent his son to bring peace and goodwill To all men Oh on this day we call Christmas We honor his name On this day We recall all the reasons he came On this day On this day
Oh on this day we call Christmas We honor his name On this day We recall all the reasons he came On this day On this day
Say That We're Sweethearts Again Composer(s): Brent Performer(s): Dorothy Shay
Life used to be a gay thing A filled with happiness, night and day thing It was something to have and to hold But it seems that your love grew cold
I never knew that our romance had ended Until you poisoned my food And I thought it was a lie When you kicked me in the pie But now I think it was rude
I never knew that our romance had finished Until that bottle hit my head Though I tried to be aloof When you pushed me off the roof I feel our romance is dead
It wouldn't have been so bad if you'd told me That someone had taken my place But no, you didn't even scold me You just tried to disfigure my face
You'll never know how my poor heart is breaking It looks so helpless, but then Life used to be so classic Won't you please put back that acid And say that w're sweethearts again
Oh, how well I remember That night in Bridgeport That was the night you gave me the hotfoot I thought that there was sort of a strange look in your eyes But you smiled, and well, it made everything alright Then there was the time we went canoeing And you set fire to my dress You said you pushed me overboard to put out the flame But I never quite understood why you held me under water so long Now, I've never met this girl who's taking my place But I wish you all the happiness in the world And if there's anything I can do You know you can always reach me in room number 304 In the General Hospital Farewell, my sweet
You'll never know how my poor heart is breaking It looks so helpless, but then My love can go just so far Won't you please put down that crow bar And say that we're sweethearts again
On Christmas Morning
Composer(s): David Foster; Kenny Loggins
Performer(s): Kenny Loggins; Michael McDonald
Ol' December's here at last Time for celebration Christmas present, Christmas past Tumble down together like the snow What a show Now the snowman Karen made Is melting by the roadside On the wind a serenade Of children's voices singing I believe I believe in love, I believe
On Christmas morning You awaken with a smile You hold me in your arms We watch the snowflakes fly And then you love me And I realize how sweet a life can be All the memories Coming back again this year
Sentimental melodies Surround me like an old friend Spent a winter here with me Silently we watched the seasons change And they change so fast Fade away
On Christmas morning You awaken with a smile You hold me in your arms We watch the snowflakes fly And then you love me And I realize how sweet a life can be All the memories will always take me back Hold me back in time
On Christmas morning You awaken with a smile You hold me in your arms We watch the snowflakes fly And then you love me And I realize how sweet a life can be Oh, the memories will always take me back in time To Christmas morning On Christmas morning
Say Something Sweet To Your Sweetheart Composer(s): Sid Tepper; Roy C. Bennett Performer(s): Jo Stafford & Gordon McRae and multiple other artists
Say something sweet to your sweetheart Tell her how much you care Say something sentimental, it wont cost a thing Youll find what happiness a gentle word can bring
You cant hide those love words inside you And still keep the one you adore So, say something sweet to your sweetheart And youll be sweethearts forever more
Say something sweet to your sweetheart Tell her how much you care Say something sentimental, it wont cost a thing Youll find what happiness a gentle word can bring
Old Toy Trains - 1967 (aka Little Toy Trains - 1987)
((French Version: Petit Garçon - 2000)
Composer(s): Roger Miller
First recording/First release by: Roger Miller - 1967
Covered by multiple other artists
Old toy trains, little toy tracks Little toy drums coming from a sack Carried by a man dressed in white and red Little boy, don't you think it's time you were in bed?
Close your eyes Listen to the skies All is calm, all is well Soon you'll hear Kris Kringle and the jingle bells
Bringin' old toy trains, little toy tracks Little toy drums coming from a sack Carried by a man dressed in white and red Little boy, don't you think it's time you were in bed?
Close your eyes Listen to the skies All is calm, all is well Soon you'll hear Kris Kringle and the jingle bells
Bringin' old toy trains, little toy tracks Little toy drums coming from a sack Carried by a man dressed in white and red Little boy, don't you think it's time you were in bed?
Say Man Composer(s): Ellas McDaniel Performer(s): Bo Diddley
(Alternate lines spoken by Bo Diddley and Jerome Green):
Say man What's that boy? I want to tell you 'bout your girlfriend What about my girl? Well, you don't look strong enough to take the message I'm strong enough I might hurt your feelings My feelings are already hurt by being here with you Well, I was walking down the street with your girl the other day Ah-ha And the wind was blowin' real hard Is that right? And the wind blew her hair into my face Ah-ha You know what else happened? What happened? The wind blew her hair into her face Yeh? And we went a little further; you wanna hear the rest of it? I might as well The wind blew her hair into the street! Ok; since you told me about my girl, I'm gonna tell you about yours I was walking down the street with your girl Yes? I took her home, for a drink, you know Took her home? Yeh, jus' for a drink Oh But that chick looked so ugly, she had to sneak up on the glass to get a drink of water! You've got the nerve to call somebody ugly why you so ugly the stork that brought you in the world oughta be arrested! That's alright; my momma didn't have to put a sheet on my head so sleep could slip up on me! Look-a here! What's that? Where are you from? South America What's that? South America You don't look like no South American to me I'm still from South America What part? South Texas! Where are your workin' boots at? I've got 'em on Those aren't no boots you got on; those broguettes! Hey, look-a here! What's that? I've bin tryin' to figure out what you is I already figured out what You is! What's that? You that thing I throw peanuts at! Look-a here! What's that? You should be ashamed of yourself Why? Calling people ugly I didn't call you ugly What you say? I said you was ruined, that's all! You know somethin'? What? You look like you've bin whooped with a ugly-stick! Hey! I ain't got nothin' to do with it, but I beat the fellah right...!
Old Sam's Christmas Pudding Composer(s): Marriott Edgar Performer(s): Stanley Holloway
It was Christmas Day in the trenches In Spain in Penninsular War And Sam Small were cleaning his musket A thing as he'd ne're done before
They'd had 'em inspected that morning And Sam had got into disgrace For when sergeant had looked down the barrel A sparrow flew out in his face
The sergeant reported the matter To Lieutenant Bird then and there Said Lieutenant 'How very disgusting' The Duke must be told of this 'ere'
The Duke were upset when he heard He said, 'I'm astonished, I am I must make a most drastic example There'll be no Christmas pudding for Sam'
When Sam were informed of his sentence Surprise, rooted him to the spot 'Twas much worse than he had expected He though as he'd only be shot
And so he sat cleaning his musket And polishing barrel and butt While the pudding his mother had sent him Lay there in the mud at his foot
Now the centre that Sam's lot were holding Ran around a place called Badajoz Where the Spaniards had put up a bastion And ooh...! what a bastion it was
They pounded away all the morning With canister, grape shot and ball But the face of the bastion defied them They made no impression at all
They started again after dinner Bombarding as hard as they could And the Duke brought his own private cannon But that weren't a ha'pence o' good
The Duke said, 'Sam, put down thy musket And help me lay this gun true' Sam answered, 'You'd best ask your favours From them as you give pudding to'
The Duke looked at Sam so reproachful 'And don't take it that way,' said he 'Us Generals have got to be ruthless It hurts me more than it did thee'
Sam sniffed at these words kind of sceptic Then looked down the Duke's private gun And said 'We'd best put in two charges We'll never bust bastion with one'
He tipped cannon ball out of muzzle He took out the wadding and all He filled barrel chock full of powder Then picked up and replaced the ball
He took a good aim at the bastion Then said 'Right-o, Duke, let her fly' The cannon nigh jumped off her trunnions And up went the bastion, sky high
The Duke, he weren't 'alf elated He danced around trench full of glee And said, 'Sam, for this gallant action You can hot up your pudding for tea'
Sam looked 'round to pick up his pudding But it wasn't there, nowhere about In the place where he thought he had left it Lay the cannon ball he'd just tipped out
Sam saw in a flash what 'ad happened By an unprecedented mishap The pudding his mother had sent him Had blown Badajoz off map
That's why fuisilliers wear to this moment A badge which they think's a grenade But they're wrong... it's a brass reproduction Of the pudding Sam's mother once made
Old Fashioned Christmas Composer(s): Jimmy Martin; Paul Williams Performer(s): Jimmy Martin
I can see the holly in the window Decorations on the tree Stockings hung by the fireplace Hung there with tenderness and glee Soon old santa will be coming There'll be lots of presents neath the tree Back home at this old fashion Christmas The whole family will make it complete
Yes this time of year is rather special to me When the snow whitens the mountains The valleys and the trees Memories form a picture in my mind from days of old Of an old fashion Christmas And the family together back at home I can see my sisters and my brothers, John & Roy Everyone so happy and all so full of joy
Daddy and mother admire each one of us so dear And the children are playing together And all of them so full of cheer Yes this memory of home in my heart Is a memory that time will never take away Because it lives all over again each year on Christmas day
So let me say to you, If you are home or faraway I hope you'll have an old fashion Christmas And a Happy New Year's Day Soon old santa will be coming There'll be lots of presents neath the tree Back home at this old fashion Christmas The whole family will make it complete
Say It Isn't So Composer(s): Daryl Hall Performer(s): Hall & Oates
[Say it] [Say it isn't so] [Say it] [Say it isn't so]
Say it isn't so painful to tell me that you're dissatisfied Last time I asked you I really got a lame excuse I know that you lied Now wicked things can happen...you see 'em goin' down in war But when you play in a quiet way that bites it even more [Say it] Tell me what you want yeah I'll do it baby I promise right now [Say it] Who propped you up when you were stopped Low motivation had you on the ground I know your first reaction you slide away hide away goodbye But if there's a doubt maybe I can give out a thousand reasons why You have to say it isn't so... [it isn't so] I say it isn't so [it isn't so] I say it isn't so [it isn't so] I say it isn't so [it isn't so] [Say it] We like to be the strangers at the party, two rebels in a shell [Say it] You like to move with the best of them you know we move so well Don't need someone to lean on. I know that there's an open door But if I'm faced with being replaced I want you even more So baby say it isn't so...
[it isn't so] I say it isn't so [it isn't so] I say it isn't so [it isn't so] I say it isn't so [it isn't so] [Say it] [Say it isn't so] [Say it] [Say it isn't so]
Why you gonna go do you hafta say you wanna go Ooh ooh baby say it isn't... [Say it isn't] Say say say it isn't [say it isn't] so [so say it isn't] Why do you have to say it isn't [say it isn't] so [say it isn't] so [so say it isn't] I know it's so hard for you... [say it isn't] so hard [say it isn't] Don't say baby [so say it isn't] There must be some other way Don't have to [Say it isn't] Some other way [so say it isn't] aah You don't have to say [say it isn't] Oh don't you say [so say it isn't] Oh you know I want to make you ...
(It Must've Been Ol') Santa Claus Composer(s): Harry Connick Jr. Performer(s): Harry Connick Jr.
I think I saw ol' Santa through my window Christmas eve My eyes were really droopy but I really do believe It must've been ol' Santa 'cause I saw his big red hat And I know my mom and dad can't fly like that!
And then I heard some footsteps in the hall outside my door The same ol' Christmas trick my dad had played since I was four He stands outside my bedroom yelling "Ho! Ho! Ho!" because He knows I don't believe in Santa Claus
I think my daddy sees me Peeking from my door But he pretends he's Santa anyway Every year he tries to fool me But I'm a big boy now I don't believe in Santa or his sleigh No way!
So I went back to my bed and I curled up nice and tight I stared out my window and looked into the night And then, all of a sudden, through my window I could see Santa Claus was flying by and smiling at me
Santa Claus, Santa Claus It must've been ol' Santa Claus Santa Claus, Santa Claus Happy "Ho! Ho! Ho!" to you
Oíche Chiúin
((Adapted from: Stille Nacht! Heilige Nacht! (German Version) (Joseph Mohr, Franz Gruber) - 1818))
Composer(s): Joseph Mohr - Franz Gruber
Performer(s): Enya
Versions In Other Languages:
Astro Del Ciel (Andrea Bocelli)
Cicha Noc (Katarzyna Groniec & Michael Bajor)
Douce Nuit, Sainte Nuit (Jack Lantier)
Glade Jul (Danish Version)
Glade Jul (Norwegian Version)
Noche De Paz, Noche De Fe (Raphael)
Po La'i E (Hawaiian Version)
Silent Night, Hallowed Night (Elsie Baker)
Stille Nacht! Heilige Nacht! (Dutch Version)
Stilla Natt (Carola)
Stille Nag (South-African)
Oíche Chiúin, oíche Mhic Dé Cách na suan go héiri an lae Dís is dílse ag faire le spéis Glór binn aingeal le clos insan aer Críost ag teacht ar an saol Críost ag teacht ar an saol
Oíche Chiúin, oíche Mhic Dé Aoirí ar dtús a chuala an scéal Alleluia aingeal ag glaoch Cantain suairc i ngar is i gcéin Críost ár Slánaitheoir féin Críost ár Slánaitheoir féin
Say It (Over And Over Again) Composer(s): Frank Loesser; Jimmy McHugh Performer(s): Ellen Drew, Virginia Dale, Lillian Cornell and multiple other artists
Say it over and over again, over and over again Never stop saying you're mine Say it, ever and ever so sweet, ever and ever so sweet Just like an old valentine When you say I love you, the same old I love you They whisper in stories and plays You can change I love you, the same old I love you To oh such a heavenly phrase So say it softly and gently and then, over and over again Never stop saying you're mine
Oh, What A Merry Christmas Day Composer(s): Frederick Searles; Irwin Kostal Performer(s): Walt Disney
Oh, what a merry christmas day Hear the joyous music play Bells are ringing choirs singing
Oh, what a merry christmas day sharing the season of good cheer with the ones we hold so dear friendly faces, warm embraces
Oh, what a merry christmas day snowflakes covered country lanes Jack Frost painted window panes twinkling stars on christmas trees
oh, what happy memories gathered 'round a fireplace fam'lies filled with love and grace from peaceful ember's glow blessed Yuletide spirits grow grow and grow grow and grow
Joy to the children far and near what a won'drous time of year isn't is just grand to say merry, merry christmas merry, merry christmas Oh, what a merry christmas day!