Si Je Le Pouvais
Composer(s): Claude Barzotti; M. Célie; A.M. Gaspard
Performer(s): Claude Barzotti



Je changerais le cœur des hommes
On recommence et elle maldonne
Je viendrais à bout de mes chants
Rien qu'à coups de grands sentiments

On ne jouerait plus à la guerre
Dans aucun pays de la terre
Le monde serait un musé
De clin-d'œil et de pieds de nez
Si je le pouvais

Et je serais un héros, un prince de légende
J'affronterais le taureau, le feu et la tourmente
Je changerais l'air du temps, la direction des vents
Si je le pouvais

Si je le pouvais, je referais le monde à ton image
Repeindrais la Jaconde à ton visage
Éloignerais de toi les loups sauvages
Oh! pour toi, je te ferais un abri de mes bras
Je ferais tourner la terre à l'endroit
Si je le pouvais, si je le pouvais

J'amènerais l'eau au désert
Pour que tu ne pleures jamais plus
Sur ces peuples dans la misère
Fais croire à un malentendu

Je redessinerais le monde
Un peu plus juste, un peu plus beau
Ces chevaliers trop noirs qui rodent
Les yeux mouillés de Mexico
Si je le pouvais

Je serais sorcier guérisseur
J'abolirais même le deuil
Trouverais une place entre deux cœurs
Pour chaque sourire d'enfant seul

J'ai tout fait les grandes tristesses
Soumis des tonnes de tendresses
Et toujours aurais sur l'honneur
La fidélité, le bonheur
Si je le pouvais

Et je serais un héros, un prince de légende
J'affronterais le taureau, le feu et la tourmente
Je changerais l'air du temps, la direction des vents
Si je le pouvais

Si je le pouvais, je referais le monde à ton image
Repeindrais la Jaconde à ton visage
Éloignerais de toi les loups sauvages
Oh! pour toi, je te ferais un abri de mes bras
Je ferais tourner la terre à l'endroit
Si je le pouvais, si je le pouvais
Si je le pouvais si je le pouvais

What Does Christmas Mean To Me
Composer(s): Allan Greenspoon;
Claude Morrison; Rhonda Silver
Performer(s): The Nylons



What does Christmas mean to me 
is it more than just a Christmas tree
And lights and fancy decorations 
or a time for celebration

What does Christmas mean to me 
fresh fallin' snow, a symphony
Or a newborn babe in Bethlehem 
three wise men beside the lamb

What does Christmas mean 
is it just a dream
Oh God I hope you hear my plea 
'cause it means so much to me

Why did that star shine oh so bright 
and angels sing all through the night
What do they mean a Saviour's born 
what miracle happened on that morn

What does Christmas mean 
is it just a dream
Oh God I hope you hear my plea 
'cause it means so much to me

(I'll tell you what it means to me 
show you what it how it feels 
to see the light shine down on me)
Oh Santa when you come to call 
bring joy and blessings for us all
For the mystery of that birth 
but most of all bring peace on earth

What does Christmas mean 
is it just a dream
Oh God, I hope you hear my plea 
'cause it means so much to me 

The Dooright Family
Composer(s): Ray Stevens
Performer(s): Ray Stevens



I wanta tell you a story 'bout the Dooright Family 
That soul singing gospel group from the hills of Tennessee 
They travel in a silver eagle with eight rooms and a shower 
And every Sunday afternoon you can tune 'em in on the Dooright hour

"Oh yes friends and neighbors we are the Dooright Family 
Broadcasting over the airwaves from Nashville, Tennessee 
Reach over and turn up your radio's and we'll bring our music to ya 
and pretty soon you'll shout hallelujah!"

Well you've the Dooright {dooright}, Dooright {dooright}, Dooright {dooright}, Dooright {dooright} 
and we invite you to help us sing our song 
The Dooright...yes it's the doo-Dooright's you know you can't go wrong!

"Here's brother Therman"
"Howdy neighbors"
"Sister Doris and Sister Dewdrop"
"Praise glory!"
"Oh bless your hearts, girls"
"Bless your heart, Daddy; bless your heart Virgil, bless your heart Mama, bless your..."
"Hold it! That's enough heart blessing 
Here's brother Virgil"
"Lordy, lordy, lordy"
"Atta boy, Virgil and of course friends I'm Daddy Dooright!"
"No show would be complete 
You wouldn't dare delete 
She can't be beat, you're in for a treat, she'll sweep you off of your feet 
So hang on to your seats 
Prepare to meet and greet our dear sweet Mama..."
"Hallelujah friends and neighbors 
Never give in to that sin and temptation that's lurking in the shadows 
but constantly strive for that burning beakon on the distant horizon...ha, ha, ha, ha"
"Okay, Mama, that's enough"
"Ha, ha, ha, ha ..."
Hush Mama, Virgil!"

"Now play the piano Mama"

One afternoon in an all-night sing they were making those rafters ring 
Had that audience clapping on one and three, oh mercy! 
Wasn't too long before they hit a groove and then the spirit began to move 
ol' Therman right over the edge and he began to preach

"Flock, a-ha 
I just wanna say a few words about them discotechs 
People's in there smokin', people's in there drinkin' 
People's in there dancing, a-ha 
I tell you flock, a-ha, them discotechs ain't nothin' but a regular Sodom and Gamore, a-ha 
Where you goin', Virgil, a-ha?"
"I'm goin' over to one of those discotechs!"
"You come back here, Virgil, a-ha!"
"Never give in to sin and temptation that lurks in the shadows 
but constantly strive for the burning beakon on the distant horizon 
Ha, ha, ha ..."
"That's enough 
Hush Mama, Virgil!"

"Now play the piano Mama!"

Well, the tears were streaming down every face 
There wasn't a dry eye in the place 
One woman had her eyes rolled back and she was speaking in tongues! 
Even the Dooright's were moved by the sermon and Daddy reached out and hugged 
ol' Therman and all did the last chorus like it never been sung

Well you've the Dooright {dooright}, Dooright {dooright}, Dooright {dooright}, Dooright {dooright} 
and we invite you to help us sing our song 
The Dooright...yes it's the doo-Dooright's you know you can't go wrong!

Dooright, dooright, dooright, dooright, dooright...
"Go for another octave, Virgil!"

"What was that?"
"Oh no! Virgil's done gone so slow he's exploded right there on stage friends!"
"Hallelujah!"
"Play the piano, Mama! 
Friends, till we meet again keep them cards and letters comin' in 
And don't foget the autographed song books for sale as you leave the building 
Got pictures of the entire Dooright Family standing in front of the lavendar bus 
Lordy, Virgil, will you cut that out? 
You can't sing that low! 
Friends, look for the Dooright bus comin' through your town real soon 
Virgil! Virgil!!!"

"Virgil!"

What Christmas Should Be
Composer(s): Matthew Gerrard; Charlie Midnight
Performer(s): Hilary Duff



What wishes will we make when the season is near
Will your dreams be the same as they were last year
Will you ask for a little, will you ask for a lot
And when you make your list, will there be something you forgot

How 'bout peace on earth, it can't be bought or sold
How 'bout peace this Christmas and someone's hand to hold
How 'bout love in our hearts and hope for you and me
How 'bout peace on earth
That's what Christmas should be

You get all the things that you've been waiting for
Snowfall and presents, choirs singing at your door
And your season will be perfect like those picture postcard scenes
But is that the answer, is that what Christmas really means

How 'bout peace on earth, it can't be bought or sold
How 'bout peace this Christmas and someone's hand to hold
How 'bout love in our hearts and hope for you and me
How 'bout peace on earth
That's what Christmas should be

What would you sacrifice, what would you give away
For the greatest gift of all on Christmas Day

How 'bout peace on earth, it can't be bought or sold
How 'bout peace this Christmas and someone's hand to hold
How 'bout love in our hearts and hope for you and me
How 'bout peace on earth

How 'bout peace on earth, it can't be bought or sold
How 'bout peace this Christmas and someone's hand to hold
How 'bout love in our hearts and hope for you and me
How 'bout peace on earth
How 'bout peace on earth
That's what Christmas should be 

Si Je Dis "Je T'aime"
(Adapted from: I've Got A Thing About You Baby - 1972)
Tony Joe White; Claude Lemesle; Pierre Delanoë
Performer(s): Joe Dassin - 1979



Quai de gare, soir de cafard
Retour vers la grande école
J'ai quatorze ans, elle presqu'autant
Son petit nom c'est Nicole
Elle s'en va, je reste là
Et je lui paye un bouquin
Un p'tit message entre les pages
Qu'elle va lire dans le train

Si un beau jour je dis "je t'aime"
Surtout ne t'en fais pas
Si un beau jour je dis "je t'aime"
Ce sera sûrement à toi

Depuis ce temps je suis souvent
Tout au bord du grand amour
Mais comme j'ai peur de replonger
Mes promesses tournent court
Pourtant j'y crois à chaque fois
A ce sacré bonheur
Et je m'entends distinctement
Leur mentir de tout mon cœur

Si un beau jour je dis "je t'aime"
Surtout ne t'en fais pas
Si un beau jour je dis "je t'aime"
Ce sera sûrement à toi

Ça y est, cette fois je sais
Que tu seras la dernière
T'as tout ce qu'il faut, même les défauts
Pour me prendre, pour me plaire
Pourtant t'as pas confiance en moi
Et tu crois bêtement qu'je mens
Quand je t'écris ces mots gentils
Que j'écrivais jamais avant

Si un beau jour je dis "je t'aime"
Surtout ne t'en fais pas
Si un beau jour je dis "je t'aime"
Ce sera sûrement à toi

What Christmas Means To Me
Composer(s): Anna Gaye; Horgay Gordy; Shadee Hasan
First release by: Stevie Wonder - 1967
Covered by multiple other artists



Candles burning low, lots of mistletoe
Lots of snow and ice everywhere you go
Choirs singin' carols right outside my door 
All these things and more
That's what Christmas means to me my love
Christmas means to me my love 
Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh
Christmas means to me my love
Christmas means to me my love

I see your smilin' face like I've never seen before
Though I love you madly it seems I love you more
The little cards you give me will touch my heart for sure
All these things and more
That's what Christmas means to me my love
Christmas means to me my love
Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh
Christmas means to me my love
Christmas means to me my love
 
I feel like runnin' wild
Those angles and a little child
I caught you 'neath the mistletoe
I kiss you once then some more
I wish you a Merry Christmas baby
And Happy, Happy New Year, oh

Let's deck the halls with holly singing Silent Night
Fill the tree with angel's hair and pretty, pretty lights
Go to sleep and wake up just before daylight
And all these things and more
That's what Christmas means to me my love
Christmas means to me my love 
Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh
Christmas means to me my love
Christmas means to me my love 

What Child Is This? - 1958 (aka Stay Away - 1968)
(Adapted from: A New Northern Dittye Of The Lady Greene Sleeves - 1580)
Composer(s): Traditional; William Chatterton Dix
Performer(s): Johnny Mathis - 1958
and multiple other artists



What child is this, who, laid to rest
On Mary's lap is sleeping? 
Whom angels greet with anthems sweet 
While shepherds watch are keeping? 
This, this is Christ the King
Whom shepherds guard and angels sing
Haste, haste to bring him laud
The babe, the son of Mary

Why lies he in such mean estate 
Where ox and ass are feeding? 
Good Christian, fear: for sinners here 
The silent Word is pleading
Nails, spear shall pierce Him through
The Cross be borne for me, for you
Hail, hail, the Word made flesh
The Babe, the Son of Mary

So bring him incense, gold, and myrrh
Come, peasant, king, to own him
the King of kings salvation brings
Let loving hearts enthrone him
Raise, raise the song on high 
The Virgin sing her lullaby
Joy, joy, for Christ is born
The Babe, the Son of Mary 

I've Got A Thing About You Baby
(French Version: Si Je Dis "Je T'aime" - 1979)
Composer(s): Tony Joe White
First release by: Tony Joe White - 1972
Covered by multiple other artists



I've got something to tell you
That I think you ought to know
That my eyes are on you baby
Since a long time ago
And now I fin'ly got the nerve
And I'm gonna make my move
Now don't you try to turn me off
Cause it's gonna be hard to do

Ain't No Two Ways About It Baby
Your Love Was Meant For Me
Know That I Can't Do Without It
It Fits Me To A Tee
Oh There's Something About You Baby
Can't Get You Off My Mind
I Know That I Can't Live Without You
I Think About You All The Time

I've got a thing about you baby
Ain't nothing I can do
I've got a thing about you baby
A thing about lovin' you

Ain't it just like a woman
When she knows she's got a man
She'll wring you out and turn you 'bout
In the palm of her hand
And then she starts to thinkin'
Then maybe she's put you in a blind
She'll give you just a little lovin'
It'll drive you out of your mind

I've got a thing about you baby
Ain't nothing you can do
I've got a thing about you baby
A thing about lovin' you

What Are You Doing New Year's Eve?
Composer(s): Frank Loesser
First release by: Margaret Whiting - 1947
Covered by multiple other artists



Maybe it's much too early in the game
Aah, but I thought I'd ask you just the same
What are you doing New Year's
New Year's Eve?
Wonder whose arms will hold you good and tight
When it's exactly twelve o'clock that night
Welcoming in the New Year
New Year's Eve
Maybe I'm crazy to suppose
I'd ever be the one you chose
Out of a thousand invitations
You received
Aah, but in case I stand one little chance
Here comes the jackpot question in advance
What are you doing New Year's
New Year's Eve?

There Ain't No "Maybe" In My Baby's Eyes
Composer(s): Walter Donaldson; Gus Kahn; Raymond B. Egan
Performer(s): Whispering Jack Smith
and multiple other artists



Doodle-do-do-do-do-do
Doodle-do-do-do-do-do
Doodle-do-do-do-do-do
Do-do-do-do-do-do-do-do...

My baby never told me
Exactly how I stand
She even tries to scold me
When I hold her little hand
My baby may be bashful
My baby may be shy
But I'm happy, oh, so happy
And I'll tell you why

Oh, I know my baby loves me
I can tell my baby loves me
For there ain't no maybe in my baby's eyes!

Even though she don't express it
She might just as well confess it
For there ain't no maybe in my baby's eyes!

We sit each evening
And never speak
I wish each evening
Could last a week
 
Oh, I know my baby loves me
I can tell my baby loves me
For there ain't no maybe in my baby's eyes!

Although our conversation Is mostly just "hello"
That certain hesitation
Every time I start to go
Her little way of saying 
That little word "good-bye"
Makes me happy, oh, so happy
And here's just why

Oh, I know my baby loves me
I can tell my baby loves me
For there ain't no maybe in my baby's eyes!

And even though she don't express it
She might just as well confess it
Oh, there ain't no maybe in my baby's eyes!
We sit each evening
And never speak
And I wish each evening
Could last a week

Oh, I know my baby loves me
I can tell my baby loves me
For there ain't no maybe in my baby's eyes!

Oh, I know my baby loves me
I can tell my baby loves me
For there ain't no maybe in my baby's eyes!

Even though she don't express it
She might just as well confess it
For there ain't no maybe in my baby's eyes!

We sit each evening
And never speak
And I wish each evening
Could last a week

Oh, I know my baby loves me
I can tell my baby loves me
For there ain't no maybe in my baby's eyes!

What A World We'd Have
Composer(s): Hap Palmer
Performer(s): Hap Palmer



It's a time for love and sharing
A time to sing a joyful song
What a world we'd have
If Christmas lasted all year long

It's a time for hope and caring
For learning how to get along
What a world we'd have
If Christmas lasted all year long

Ring the bells loud and clear
So our message all can hear
Everyone on this earth
Has their own special worth

It's a time to think of others
To open up our hearts with song
What a world we'd have
If Christmas lasted all year long

It's a time to work together
To sing of peace with voices strong
What a world we'd have
If Christmas lasted all year long 

Si Je Devais Mourir D'amour
Composer(s): Charles Aznavour
Performer(s): Marcel Amont



Si je devais mourir d'amour
À chaque fois
Que je pense mourir d'amour
Je serai mort je crois
Depuis longtemps déjà
Et plusieurs fois
Ay ay ay ay ay ay ay ay ay
Si je devais tuer d'amour
A chaque fois
Que je pense tuer d'amour
Il n'y aurais pas assez de lois
Pas assez de tribunaux
D'avocats, de prisons, d'échafauds
Pour moi
Fort heureusement l'amour
C'est comme le printemps l'amour
Périodiquement
On oublie ses tourments
Pour de nouveaux tourments
On veux encore mourir d'amour
C'est ça l'amour
Quand on aime
On veut même
Tuer l'amour
Pourtant si je devais le faire
Je le regretterais après
Mais si il n'y avais pas ça sur la terre
La vie n'aurait aucun attrait
Aussi je veux toujours
Croire que je peux toujours
Par jalousie
Par folie ou dépit
Vous tuer mesdames ay ay ay ay
Ou mourir d'amour

What A Merry Christmas This Could Be
Composer(s): Hank Cochran; Harlan Howard
Performer(s): Willie Nelson; George Strait



What a merry Christmas this could be
If you would just come back to me
And say that you've forgiven me
What a merry Christmas this could be

It was just last Christmas that we quarreled and you walked out
I knew I was wrong, but you'd come back, I had no doubt
Now a year has rolled around, it's Christmas once again
And what I'd give if you'd come walkin' in

What a merry Christmas this could be
If you would just come back to me
And say that you've forgiven me
What a merry Christmas this could be

What a merry Christmas this could be
If you would just come back to me
And say that you've forgiven me
What a merry Christmas this could be

What a merry Christmas this could be 

Way Out There
Composer(s): Bob Nolan
Performer(s): Sons Of The Pioneers
and multiple other artists



A lonely spot, I know where no man will go
Where the shadows have all the room
I was ridin' free on the old SP
Humming a southern tune

When a man came along made me hush my song
Kicked me off, way out there
As she pulled out of sight I turned to the right
A left and everywhere

But all I could see was a cactus tree
And a prairie dog playing there
I watched the prairie dog feed on the tumbleweed
That's his home, way out there

So I threw down my load in the desert road
Rested my weary legs too
I watched the sinking sun, make the tall shadows run
Out across that barren plain

Then I hummed a tune to the risin' moon
He gets lonesome way out there
So I closed my eyes to the starlit skies
And lost myself in dreams

I dreamed the desert sand was a milk and honey land
Then I awoke with a start
There the train comin' back on that one way track
Gonna take me away from here

As she was passin' by, I caught her on the fly
I climbed in an open door
Then I turned around to that desert ground
Saw the spot I would see no more

As I was ridin' away
I heard the pale moon say
Farewell pal
It sure gets lonesome here

Shuffle Off To Buffalo
Composer(s): Al Dubin; Harry Warren
Performer(s): Ruby Keeler, Clarence Nordstrum, Ginger Rogers, Una Merkel
and multiple other artists



Now that we have had the rice and flowers
The knot is tied
I can visu'lize such happy hours
Close by your side
The honeymoon in store
Is one that you'll adore
I'm gonna take you for a ride

I'll go home and get my panties
You go home and get your scanties
And away we'll go
Mmm-mmm-mmm
Off we're gonna shuffle
Shuffle off to Buffalo

To Niag'ra in a sleeper
There's no honeymoon that's cheaper
And the train goes slow
Ooh-ooh- ooh
Off, we're gonna shuffle
Shuffle off to Buffalo

Someday, the stork may pay a visit
And leave a little souvenir
Just a little cute "what is it"
But we'll discuss that later, Dear
For a little silver quarter
We can have the Pullman porter
Turn the lights down low
Ooh!
Off we're gonna shuffle
Shuffle off to Buffalo

Si Je Chante
(English Version: My Whole World Is Falling Down)
Composer(s): Bill Anderson; Vline Buggy; Jerry D. Crutchfield
Performer(s): Sylvie Vartan



Si je chante, c'est pour toi
C'est pour toi
Oui pour toi
Je t'en prie, ne pleure pas
Et vas sécher tes larmes

Il t'a dit je t'aime, et tu l'as cru
C'était le soir même où tu l'as connu
Aujourd'hui tu pleures car tu l'as vu
Embrasser la meilleure de tes amies

Si je chante, c'est pour toi
C'est pour toi
Oui pour toi
Ne pleure pas, tu l'oublieras
Tu oublieras tes larmes

Je sais qu'il est dur de recommencer
Crois moi, crois moi, il faut lutter
Car tu as quinze ans et tu vas trouver
Le vrai bonheur longtemps espéré

Si je chante, c'est pour toi
C'est pour toi
Oui pour toi
Il faut chanter avec moi
Et oublier tes larmes

Si je chante, c'est pour toi
C'est pour toi
Oui pour toi
Il faut chanter avec moi
Et oublier tes larmes

We'll Dress The House
Composer(s): Alfred Shaddick Burt; Wihla Hutson
Performer(s): Voices Of Jimmy Joyce;
and various other artists



We'll dress the house with holly bright and sprigs of mistletoe
We'll trim the Christmas tree tonight and set the lights aglow
We'll wrap our gifts with ribbons gay and give them out on Christmas Day
By everything we do and say, our gladness we will show

We'll dress the table daintily, our finest treasures use
That all a-sparkle it may be and bright with lovely hews
Then for the feasting we'll prepare a kitchen full of wondrous fare
That each from all the dishes rare, his fav'rite one may choose

And ye who would the Christ child greet, your heart also adorn
That it may be a dwelling meet for Him who now is born
Let all unlovely things give place to souls bedecked with heavenly grace
That ye may view His holy face with joy on Christmas morn

We'll dress the house with holly bright and sprigs of mistletoe
We'll trim the Christmas tree tonight and set the lights aglow
We'll wrap our gifts with ribbons gay and give them out on Christmas Day
By everything we do and say, our gladness we will show 

My Whole World Is Falling Down
(French Version: Si Je Chante)
Composer(s): Bill Anderson; Jerry Crutchfield
Performer(s): Brenda Lee



My whole world is falling down, falling down, falling down
My whole world is falling down, I'm losing my baby

Told me that your love for me was true
Said you'd love me your whole life through
But now you're asking me to set you free
You've found some body you love more than me

My whole world is falling down, falling down, falling down
My whole world is falling down, I'm losing my baby

I miss your loving that was so fine
I need it, I need it all of the time
For I still love you in the same old way
Yet I'm losing you a little every day

My whole world is falling down, falling down, falling down
My whole world is falling down, I'm losing my baby

My whole world is falling down, falling down, falling down
My whole world is falling down, I'm losing my baby

Weihnachtszeit, Kinderzeit
Composer(s): Udo Jürgens; Heinz Tust
Performer(s): Udo Jürgens



Lichterschein in jedem Fenster
und ich gehe durch die Stadt
hochgeschlagen ist mein Kragen,
und ich seh' manchen, der es eilig hat

Vor der Kirche bleib' ich stehen
schau' mich um und trete ein
und ich höre Kinder singen
meine Kindheit fällt mir ein

Weihnachtszeit, Kinderzeit
Alle Tage hell und froh
Oh, wäre es doch immer so
wie heut' 

Weihnachtszeit, Kinderzeit
Und es brennt das Licht der Liebe
wenn man seinen Namen nennt
wie heut'

Die Erinnerung wird bleiben
wenn die Jahre auch vergeh'n
und wir denken still an morgen
wenn wir in die Kerzen seh'n

All die Kinder dieser Erde
ob sie groß sind oder klein
laße sie in Liebe leben
dann wird immer Frieden sein

Weihnachtszeit, Kinderzeit, ... 

We're Over
Composer(s): Barry Mann; Cynthia Weil
Performer(s): B.J. Thomas
and multiple other artists



We're over, I guess you know we're over
Even though all the words are still unsaid
And we talk of other things instead

We're over, we come and go, we're over
We go on like the actors in a play
Acting out our lives from day to day

Going through our phrases
With smiling frozen faces
That tell more than they hide

And knowin' when we fake it
It's not love when you make it
Without any feelin' inside

We're over, that's all we are, we're over
And all that's left is to find a reason why
We're over and we still can't say goodbye