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  • 22-12-1985
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    Secret Agent Man
    Composer(s): Phil Sloan; Steve Barri
    First release by: Johnny Rivers - 1966
    Covered by multiple other artists



    There's a man who lives a life of danger
    To everyone he meets, he stays a stranger
    With every move he makes
    Another chance he takes
    Odds are he won't live to see tomorrow

    Secret agent man, secret agent man
    They've given you a number
    And taken away your name

    Beware of pretty faces that you find
    A pretty face can hide an evil mind
    Don't let the wrong word slip
    While kissing persuasive lips
    Or odds are you won't live to see tomorrow

    Secret agent man, secret agent man
    They've given you a number
    And taken away your name

    Swinging on the Riviera one day
    Lying in a Bombay alley next day
    Be careful what you say
    Or you'll give yourself away
    Odds are you won't live to see tomorrow

    Secret agent man, secret agent man
    They've given you a number
    And taken away your name



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    The Chimney Song
    Composer(s): Dennis Amero; Bob Rivers; Brian Silva
    Performer(s): Bob Rivers



    There's something stuck up in the chimney
    And I don't know what it is
    But it's been there all night long
    Well, I waited up for Santa all Christmas night
    But he never came and it don't seem right
    And there's something in the chimney
    And it doesn't make a sound
    But I wish you Merry Christmas

    There's something stuck up in the chimney
    And I don't know what it is
    But it's been there all week long
    Well, the dog keeps barking up the chimney flue
    And we don't know what we're going to do
    'Cause there's something in the chimney
    And it doesn't move around
    And it's been a week since Christmas

    There's something stuck up in the chimney
    And I don't know what it is
    But it's been there all month long
    Well, it's jammed up tight above the fireplace
    Now the house smells funny, such a big disgrace
    That there's something in the chimney
    And it doesn't talk at all
    And it's been there since last Christmas

    There's something stuck up in the chimney
    And I don't know what it is
    But it's been there all year long
    I'll been waiting up for Santa like I did last year
    But my brother says, "He's already here"
    And he's stuck up in the chimney
    And he doesn't say a word
    And he'll be there every Christmas
    And we'll have him every Christmas



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    21-12-1985
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    Secret
    Composer(s): Tom Kelly; Rick Nielsen; Billy Steinberg; Robin Zander
    Performer(s): Robin Zander



    Baby come close
    So no one can hear
    I want to whisper something whisper something
    In your ear
    I want to tell you things
    That I told no one else
    I want to tell you things
    From deep inside myself

    Ow ow ow cause I have to whisper
    Ow ow ow

    Can you keep a secret
    Locked inside your heart
    Can you keep a secret
    It's tearing me apart
    If I, if I trust in you
    Will you give it back to me
    Can you keep a secret

    What good is a door
    If it's always kept shut
    What could happen to me
    If I open up
    I want to tell you things
    Beacause I'm surprised girl
    I hope you won't be distant
    Look in my eyes

    Oh, oh, oh come a little closer oh, oh oh

    But can you keep a secret
    Locked up in your heart
    Can you keep a secret
    It's tearing me apart
    If I give my love to you
    Would you give it back to me
    Ooh can you keep a secret

    (repeat chorus)



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    Klik hier om een link te hebben waarmee u dit artikel later terug kunt lezen.Children's Christmas Song
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    Children's Christmas Song Composer(s): Isabelle Freeman - Harvey Fuqua Performer(s): Diana Ross & The Supremes



    Ding dong, ding dong, hear the bell
    Ringing out the first Noël
    Joyeus chimes ring loud and clear
    Spreading word the saviour's here

    Humble men kneel down to pray
    On this very special day
    Wise men bearing gifts of love
    Following a star above

    No come on kids, I want you to gather around me, unfould your legs on the floor
    And we're gonna tell the story about the first Christmas
    Alright Chico, open your book
    Joy, Berry, Terry, everybody open your book and we're gonna sing the song
    And when I say Ding and Dong, I want you to say the same with me
    Alright ready?
    Aaha now, open your books
    Good, let's go, yes
    Now!

    Ding dong, ding dong, hear the bell
    Ringing out the first Noël
    Joyeus chimes ring loud and clear
    Spreading word the saviour's here

    Humble men kneel down to pray
    On this very special day
    Wise men bearing gifts of love
    Following a star above

    Very good, now darlings
    And now we're gonna sing ding dong to all the children around the world
    and wish them a very merry Christmas, alright?
    Ready?

    Ding dong, ding dong, hear the bell
    Ringing out the first Noël
    Joyeus chimes ring loud and clear
    Spreading word the saviour's here

    Humble men kneel down to pray
    On this very special day
    Wise men bearing gifts of love
    Following a star above

    Ding dong, ding dong
    Ding dong, ding dong
    Merry, merry Christmas everybody!
    Ding dong, ding dong
    Ding dong, ding dong
    Ding dong, ding dong



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    20-12-1985
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    Second Hand Rose
    Composer(s): James Hanley; Grant Clarke
    Performer(s): Ted Lewis Jazz Band - 1921
    and multiple other artists



    Father has a business strictly second hand
    Everything from toothpicks to a baby-grand
    Stuff in our apartment came from father’s store
    Even clothes I’m wearing someone wore before
    It’s no wonder that I feel abused
    I never get a thing that ain’t been used
    I’m wearing second hand hats
    Second hand clothes
    That’s why they call me
    Second hand Rose
    Even our piano in the parlor
    Daddy bought for ten cents on the dollar
    Second hand pearls
    I’m wearing second hand curls
    I never get a single thing that’s new
    Even Jake, the plumber, he’s a man I adore
    He had the nerve to tell me he’s been married before!
    Everyone knows that I’m just
    Second hand Rose
    From second Avenue!
    From Second Avenue!



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    Klik hier om een link te hebben waarmee u dit artikel later terug kunt lezen.The Carol Singers

    The Carol Singers
    Composer(s): Sir William Sterndale Bennett; Charles Haynes



    In our village, Christmas time, I says to several mates
    "Look 'ere, lads," I says, "Now what about some Waits?"
    We gets a carol, lairns it up, and on an evenin' wintry
    We muffles up and sallies forth to try it on the Gentry
    "Good King Wenceslas looked out," sings we with splendid power
    Several neighbours looked out too, to see what all the row were!
    We sings forte (sounded like a hundred)
    Even in the soft bits 'ow we thundered
    Bill, our bass, 'e 'urt 'is face , we thought that it was torn
    Yet all agreed there were none like we to 'ail the 'appy morn

    Perkins took the treble line (a lovely voice 'e's got)
    I were tenor, Bill were bass, and Fred sang all the lot!
    'E wandered up and down the scale, but still 'e rather marred it
    All cos 'e never knew the words, and so 'e "lah-lah-lahed" it
    "Lah-lah-lah-lah looked out" sings 'e with splendid power
    Several neighbours looked out, too, to see what all the row were!
    We sings forte (sounded like an 'undred)
    Even in the soft bits 'ow we thundered
    Every verse got worse and worse, and though we all felt worn
    Yet all agreed there were none like we to 'ail the 'appy morn

    Still we never got no cash, which didn't seem quite just
    Seein' we'd stood there for hours, a-singin' fit to bust
    Then our policeman, old Bob Bates, comes down, a-scowlin' proper
    "Good old Bob", young Perkins cries, "At last we've got a copper!"
    Good King Wenceslas looked out, we still kept on recordin'
    Bob said "yes, you'll come too, it's seldom I've heard more din"
    Then a change came o'er the situation
    Bob got nasty and took us to the station
    "Look 'ere, Bates, we're Christmas Waits," I says to him with scorn
    He said, with a sneer, "Now wait in here and greet the 'appy morn"



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    19-12-1985
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    Second Hand Dealer
    Composer(s): Frank Allen; Mike Pender
    Performer(s): The Searchers



    A painted jug without a handle
    A torn and shabby faded rug
    He's a secondhand dealer
    Getting deeper into debt
    He's a secondhand dealer
    And he wants what he can get for nothing

    His body's broken like that handle
    His clothes are shabby like that rug
    He's a secondhand dealer
    Dragging rubbish up a stair
    He's a secondhand dealer
    Breathing heavy 'cause the air costs nothing

    Trips on a ?????
    Knocks a cuckoo clock onto the floor
    Leans on a table
    Which collapses and falls right into the door of a cupboard

    Secondhand dealer with his eyes so dim that it could be night
    Secondhand dealer, it's a pity for he's not a pretty sight
    A man in such a poor condition
    Can't have so very long to go
    For the secondhand dealer life is quickly rushing by
    And the secondhand dealer will be glad 'cause he can die for nothing

    Gets out a bottle
    He's a heavy whiskey-drinkin' man
    Walkin' in circles, doesn't see the stairs
    He falls and breaks his neck, he's a goner

    Secondhand dealer with his eyes so dim that it could be night
    Secondhand dealer, it's a pity for he's not a pretty sight

    Will anybody mourn his passing
    Will they pull down the dirty shop
    Of the secondhand dealer, can we say that someone cried?
    For the secondhand dealer, he was born and then died for nothing
    For nothing, secondhand dealer



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    The Borning Day
    Composer(s): Fred Hellerman; Fran Minkoff
    Performer(s): The Brothers Four



    Mary and the baby hungry
    Yes, we know what hungry be
    So we bring them peas and rice
    And a little ginger tea
    Only pigeon peas and rice
    A little ginger tea
    Mary thank us with her eyes
    She poor the same as we
    She poor the same as we

    Mary and the baby lonely
    Lonely is not good to be
    So we sit awhile and chat awhile
    To keep them company
    Stay awhile makes the baby smile
    Pass the time of day
    When we see how pleased they be
    It make us glad we stay
    So glad that we could stay

    Mary and the baby weary
    Oh, we know what weary be
    So we make a bed and pillow for their head
    With down from the muhow tree
    Only down from the muhow tree
    To rest them soft and good
    We feel bad this was all we had
    We do the best we could
    We do the best we could

    Mary and the baby rest easy
    We go away and let them be
    On hush tip toe and voice kept low
    We look up and see
    Stars of hope shine in the sky
    To mark the baby's birth
    Seemed to say it's borning day
    Of better times on earth
    Of better times on earth



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    18-12-1985
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    Second Week Of Deer Camp
    Composer(s): Jim DeCaire; Joe Potila
    Performer(s): Da Yoopers; The Deer Hunters; Brian Doherty



    Someone: Hey, there goes one!
    Someone Else: Hey! You shot my cow!

    It's the second week of deer camp
    I got a swollen head
    I'm lying with the dustballs
    Underneath my bed
    An icy breeze is blowing in
    Through the tongue and groove
    My pants are frozen to the floor
    And I'm too sick to move

    I didn't do too many
    Only 30 cans of beer
    It must have been that last shot
    That put me under here

    It's the second week of deer camp
    And all the guys are here
    We drink, play cards and shoot da bull
    But never shoot no deer
    The only time we leave the camp
    Is when we go for beer
    The second week of deer camp
    Is the greatest time of year

    I remember playing poker
    That weasel must have won
    He's wearing my new swampers
    And sleeping with my gun
    He's snoring like a chainsaw
    The camp smells like a dump
    Someone's dirty underwear
    Is hanging on the pump

    Mukku's in the woodbox
    Eener's passed out on the stove
    His flannel shirt is smoking
    I wonder if he knows?

    It's the second week of deer camp
    And all the guys are here
    We drink, play cards and shoot da bull
    But never shoot no deer
    The only time we leave the camp
    Is when we go for beer
    The second week of deer camp
    Is the greatest time of year

    Vito's crawling through the door
    I think he got frostbite
    He passed out in the outhouse
    And he's been there since last night
    Goofus stumbles through the door
    He says he got a buck
    He was coming from the wayside
    And he killed it with his truck!

    And Musti cracks a beer and says
    "It's time to celebrate!
    Goofus got the first buck
    Since 1968!"

    It's the second week of deer camp
    And all the guys are here
    We drink, play cards and shoot da bull
    But never shoot no deer
    The only time we leave the camp
    Is when we go for beer
    The second week of deer camp
    Is the greatest time of year

    It's the second week of deer camp
    And all the guys are here
    We drink, play cards and shoot da bull
    But never shoot no deer...



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    Klik hier om een link te hebben waarmee u dit artikel later terug kunt lezen.Shipbuilding
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    Shipbuilding
    Composer(s): Clive Langer; Elvis Costello
    First release by: Robert Wyatt - 1982
    Covered by multiple other artists



    Is it worth it
    A new winter coat and shoes for the wife
    And a bicycle on the boy's birthday
    It's just a rumour that was spread around town
    By the women and children
    Soon we'll be shipbuilding
    Well I ask you
    The boy said 'Dad They're Going To Take Me To Task
    But I'll Be Back By Christmas'
    It's just a rumour that was spread around town
    Somebody said that someone got filled in
    For saying that people get killed in
    The result of this shipbuilding
    With all the will in the world
    Diving for dear life
    When we could be diving for pearls
    It's just a rumour that was spread around town
    A telegram or a picture postcard
    Within weeks they'll be re-opening the shipyards
    And notifying the next of kin
    Once again
    It's all we're skilled in
    We will be shipbuilding
    With All The Will In The World
    Diving For Dear Life
    When We Could Be Diving For Pearls



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    17-12-1985
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    Second Handed Flowers
    Composer(s): Tom T. Hall
    Performer(s): Tom T. Hall; George Jones; James King



    I was working in Miami for a day or two
    I decided I'd look up a girl that I once knew
    I bought some flowers and went to see the girl I used to know
    The lady at her door said she had married long ago

    Times will change and towns will change, but there I was alone
    And suddenly I wondered would Susie be at home
    So with the flowers in my hand I walked toward her gate
    Someone touched me on the arm and said, "You'll have to wait"

    Then I noticed there were people standing in a line
    And some of them were holdin' pretty flowers just like mine
    They explained that Susie had been in an awful crash
    Doctors said that she had just a little while to last

    When I walked into her room I felt a sense of shame
    When I heard Susie whisper, "I'm awfully glad you came"
    She had been the girl that I had always gone to see
    When someone that I cared for had been untrue to me

    I handed her the flowers and she gently kissed my hand
    She said, "Don't be embarassed, you know I understand"
    I said goodbye and as I bent to kiss her fevered brow
    I heard her whisper, "Thank you for the second handed flowers"



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    The Birthday Of A King Composer(s): William Neidlinger Performer(s): Judy Garland and multiple other artists



    In the little village of Bethlehem There lay a Child one day And the sky was bright With a Holy light O'er the place where Jesus lay Alleluia, O how the angels sang! Alleluia, how it rang! And the sky was bright with a Holy light 'Twas the birthday of a King Humble birthplace but oh how much God gave To us that holy day! From the manger bed what a path has led What a perfect holy way Alleluia, O how the angels sang! Alleluia, how it rang! And the sky was bright with a Holy light 'Twas the birthday of a King



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    16-12-1985
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    Second Fiddle Rag
    Composer(s): Doug Bowes; Marie-Lynn Hammond
    Performer(s): Stringband



    My man plays in a barroom band
    he's got one pair of lightning hands
    well he sits in the middle
    and he plays jazz fiddle
    right beside the big trombone
    oh it's dark when he goes out to work
    and light when he gets home

    I asked my man
    to show me how to play
    he said `forget it sugar
    that'll be the day
    you know this may be 1931
    but a woman belongs at home
    baking pies and making eyes
    at the man she calls her own'

    So I bought me a fiddle on the sly
    and a crank-up gramophone
    I can't go wrong I'm playing along
    with Stephane Grappelli
    he turns me to jelly
    I'm learning tricks and real swell licks
    while my man is snoring away
    goodbye Yehudi
    hello Venuti
    my how that kid can play...

    Well did you hear the news
    my man has done left town
    he ran off with that old Marjorie Brown
    oh I cried for a little
    then I grabbed my fiddle
    and I went down the the bar
    I said `Hey boss listen you're missin' a musician
    but you don't have to look too far

    'Cause here I am
    better grab me while you can
    or I'll be struttin' my stuff in
    ol' Ina Ray Hutton's all girl band



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    The Best Gift
    Composer(s): Lan O'Kun
    Performer(s): Barbra Streisand;
    Rosemary Clooney; Kathie Lee Gifford



    The best gift
    That I ever got
    Didn't really weigh a lot
    It didn't have a ribbon 'round
    And it sometimes made the terrible sound
    The best of all it seems to me
    It wasn't neath the christmas tree
    And yet, I guess I'd have to say
    That it made all the other presents twice as gay
    The best gift that I've ever known
    I'd always wanted most to own
    Yet in my dreams of sugar and spice
    I never thought it could be so nice
    The best gift that I ever get
    Was sometimes dry and sometimes wet
    Was usually pink but oftentimes red
    As it lay so innocently in its bed
    The best gift of the year to me
    The one I hold most dear to me
    A gift that simply drove me wild
    Was a tiny new born child...



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    15-12-1985
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    Second Fiddle
    Composer(s): Cavanaugh; Redman; Irving Taylor; Weldon
    Performer(s): Juanita Hall
    and multiple other artists



    I was playing second fiddle
    I was caught in a losing romance
    You were also second fiddle
    You, too, played the game with no chance
    We were losers, we were weepers
    They called us birds of a feather
    Now we're finders, now we're keepers
    Two aching hearts got together
    We were playing second fiddle
    Then we met and gave love a new start
    No more playing second fiddle
    Now that we're first in each other's heart



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    The Bells Of Christmas
    Composer(s): Cahn; James Van Heusen
    Performer(s): Frank Sinatra



    The bells, the bells, ringing everywhere
    For the sound of Christmas is in the air
    The bells, the bells, from the steeple above
    Telling us it's the season of love

    Ring out, let the tale be told
    That inspires the dream of the young and old
    Love, love, let your hearts unfold
    For the bells of Christmas are ringing

    The bells, the bells, on a wintry night
    With the friendly fire burning warm and bright
    The bells, the bells, on the steeple above
    Telling us it's the season of love

    Ring out, let the tale be told
    Tthat inspires the dream of the young and old
    Love, love, let your hearts unfold
    For the bells of Christmas are ringing

    The bells, the bells, they've been here and now
    To a world that's almost forgotten how
    The bells, the bells, from the steeple above
    Telling us it's the season of love

    Ring out, let the tale be told
    That inspires the dream of the young and old
    Love, love, let your hearts unfold
    For the bells of Christmas are ringing
    The bells of Christmas are ringing



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    14-12-1985
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    Second Avenue
    Composer(s): Tim Moore
    Performer(s): Art Garfunkel; Tim Moore; Tim Rose



    Since we can no longer make it, girl
    I found a new place to live my life
    It's really no place at all
    Just a hole in the wall, you see
    It's cold and dusty but I let it be
    Livin' here without you
    On Second Avenue
    And since our stars took different paths
    I guess I won't be shavin' in your looking glass
    Guess my old friendly grin
    Must have started to dim, somehow
    And I certainly don't need it now
    Still, I keep smiling through
    On Second Avenue
    I can still see you standing
    There on the third-floor landing
    The day you visited we hardly said a word
    Outside it was rainin'
    You said you couldn't be stayin'
    And you went back to your flowers and your birds
    Since we can no longer see the light
    The way we did when we kissed that night
    Then all the things that we felt
    Must eventually melt and fade
    Like the frost on my window pane
    Where I wrote, "I Am You"
    On Second Avenue



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    Klik hier om een link te hebben waarmee u dit artikel later terug kunt lezen.The Bells Of Christmas (Kenny Loggins)
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    The Bells Of Christmas
    Composer(s): Kenny Loggins; Steve Wood
    Performer(s): Kenny Loggins



    Imagine a boy
    Kneeling by the window
    Lookin out across the driveway at the rain
    Will it always rain

    I remember the bells
    Comin' from the churchyard
    And I thought they played their music just for me
    And day by day
    The rain turned to snow
    I don't hear them anymore

    The bells of Christmas will ring for us again
    When we truly do believe what Christmas really means
    So light a candle that every man may see
    The world of hope and promise
    Like the one we knew back when and
    We'll ring the bells of Christmas once again

    There was a girl
    Lived around the corner
    With eyes as black as Mary's must have been
    I wonder does she miss her friend

    I remember the day
    All the bells were ringing
    As I watched her cross the churchyard in the snow
    And all my searching
    For all I lack
    Is just trying to get that feeling back

    The bells of Christmas will ring for us again
    When we truly do believe what Christmas really means
    So light a candle that every man may see
    A world of hope and promise
    Like the one we knew back when and
    We'll ring the bells of Christmas once again

    The future of the world, they say
    Is in the children's hands
    Perhaps if we could let them lead
    We'd come to understand

    The bells of Christmas will ring for us again
    When we truly do believe what Christmas really means
    So light a candle that every man may see
    Like the one we knew back when and
    We'll ring the bells of Christmas once again
    We'll ring the bells of Christmas once again



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    13-12-1985
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    Sèche Vite Tes Larmes
    (German Version: Liebeskummer Lohnt Sich Nicht)
    Composer(s): G. Loose; James Last; H. Ithier)
    Performer(s): Dalida



    Sèche vite tes larmes, sèche vite tes larmes
    Tu n'as pas raison de tant pleurer
    Sèche vite tes larmes à travers tes larmes
    Un nouveau soleil vient se montrer

    Puisqu'il t'a menti
    Laisse-le partir
    Ce garçon était volage
    Tu es si jolie
    Il te faut guérir
    L'amour a d'autres visages

    Sèche vite tes larmes, sèche vite tes larmes
    Tu n'as pas raison de tant pleurer
    Au fond de son âme la plus faible femme
    A toujours espoir de mieux aimer

    Il n'est pas le seul
    Et d'autres garçons
    Tu le sais voudraient te plaire
    Ouvre ta fenêtre
    Le printemps est là
    Et pour toi le ciel s'éclaire

    Sèche vite tes larmes, sèche vite tes larmes
    Tu n'as pas raison de tant pleurer
    Sèche vite tes larmes derrière tes larmes
    Un nouveau soleil vient de briller

    Sèche vite tes larmes, sèche vite tes larmes
    Ton chagrin n'est plus qu'un souvenir
    Sèche vite tes larmes, sèche vite tes larmes
    Ton nouveau bonheur
    C'est de sourire



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    The Bells Of Christmas
    Danish Title: Det Kimer Nu Til Jule-Fest
    Composer(s): Carl C.N. Balle



    The bells of Christmas chime once more
    The heavenly guest is at the door
    He comes to earthly dwelling still
    With new year gifts of peace, good will

    This world though wide and far outspread
    Could scarcely find for you a bed
    Your cradle was a manger stall
    No pearl no silk no kingly hall

    Now let us go with quiet mind
    The swaddled babe with shepherds find
    To gaze on him who gladdens them
    The lovliest flow'r of Jesse's stem

    Oh join with me, in gladness sing
    To keep our Christmas with our King
    Until our song, from loving souls
    Like rushing mighty water rolls!

    O patriarchs' Joy, O prophets' Song
    O Dayspring bright, awaited long
    O son of Man, incarnate Word Great
    David's Son, great David's Lord

    Come, Jesus, glorious heav'nly guest
    And keep your Christmas in our breast
    Then David's harpstrings, hushed so long
    Shall swell our jubilee of song



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