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  • 21-05-1984
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    It's Almost Tomorrow
    Composer(s): Gene Adkinson; Wade Buff
    Performer(s): The Dream Weavers
    and multiple other artists



    My dearest, my darling, tomorrow is near
    The sun will bring showers of sadness I fear
    You lips won't be smiling, your eyes will not shine
    For I know tomorrow that your love won't be mine

    It's almost tomorrow, but what can I do
    Your kisses all tell me that your love is untrue
    I'll love you forever till stars cease to shine
    And hope someday darling, that you'll always be mine

    You heart was so warm dear, It now has turned cold
    You no longer love me, for your memories grow old
    It's almost tomorrow, for here comes the sun
    But still I am hoping that tomorrow won't come

    It's almost tomorrow, but what can I do
    Your kisses all tell me that your love is untrue
    I'll love you forever, till stars cease to shine
    And hope someday darling, that you'll always be mine



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    That's Where My Money Goes
    Composer(s): Alfie Zappacosta - Paul Dean - Gerald O'Brian
    Performer(s): Loverboy



    She's so fine, she's so eccentric
    And what she buys, must be authentic
    I paid up, to keep her down
    I go crazy when she's not around, yeah, yeah

    She's got me in the palm of her hand
    But please understand
    No one ever made me feel
    Quite like a man
    She does, oh ya
    You see that little girl of mine
    That's where my money goes
    That's where my money goes

    And I work hard (he works hard) I work overtime
    It's no good, cause I can't save a dime
    When I have it, I got to spend it
    On my baby
    'Cause I'm so dependent... ya... on love...

    My friends tell me I'm out of my mind
    But it's not a crime
    I'II do anything to keep that girl all mine
    Oh ya, all mine
    She's satisfied and it shows
    That's where my money goes
    That's where my money goes

    So take it all baby

    ... Now listen

    My friends tell me I'm out of my mind
    But it's not a crime
    I'll do anything to keep that girl all mine
    Oh ya, I know
    She's satisfied and it shows
    She's satisfied and it shows

    That's where my money goes (That's where his money goes)
    That's where my money goes
    (That's where his money goes)
    That's where my money goes (That's where his money goes)
    That's where my money goes (That's where his money goes)
    I'll tell ya'
    She's satisfied and it shows
    That's where my money goes
    (That's where his money goes)
    That's where my money goes
    (That's where his money goes)
    That's where my money goes (That's where his money goes)
    That's where my money goes
    That's where his money goes
    Bye, bye, money, hello happiness



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    20-05-1984
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    It's All Your Fault
    Composer(s): Lamont Dozier; Brian Holland; Edward Holland Jr.
    Performer(s): The Supremes



    Baby, it's all your fault
    You made me love you
    You made me need you

    Baby, it's all your fault
    I keep tellin' myself
    I need you and no one else

    'Cause your lips
    Has the kiss of fire
    That takes hold to my
    My every desire
    When you take me in your arms
    And hold me close
    My heart tells me
    It's you I need the most

    Ooh baby, ooh baby, ooh my baby

    Sweet words you speak
    Is like a melody
    They go on and on
    Like an old sweet song
    Just echoing
    All through my heart
    Just makes you a part
    A part of me, sweetheart

    Baby, it's all your fault
    You made me love you
    You made me need you

    You've got me in your power
    And there I'll remain
    'Cause in my heart I know
    I don't want to change

    And baby, it's all your fault
    I can't help myself
    Oh no, I can't help myself
    Ooh baby, ooh baby, ooh my baby



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    Klik hier om een link te hebben waarmee u dit artikel later terug kunt lezen.Christmas Dinner
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    Christmas Dinner Composer(s): Noel Paul Stookey Performer(s): Peter, Paul and Mary



    And it came to pass on a Christmas evening
    While all the doors were shuttered tight
    Outside standing, lonely boy-child
    Cold and shivering in the night

    On the street, every window
    Save but one, was gleaming bright
    And to this window walked the boy-child
    Peeking in saw, candle light

    Through other windows he had looked at turkeys
    Ducks and geese, cherry pies
    But through this window saw a grey-haired lady
    Table bare and tears in her eyes

    Into his coat reached the boy-child
    Knowing well there was little there
    He took from his pocket, his own Christmas dinner
    A bit of cheese, some bread to share

    His outstretched hands held the food and they trembled
    As the door, it opened wide
    Said he, "Would you share with me Christmas dinner"
    Gently said she, "Come inside"

    The grey-haired lady brought forth to the table
    Glasses two and her last drop of wine
    Said she, "Here's a toast to everyone's Christmas
    and especially, yours and mine"

    And it came to pass on that Christmas evening
    While all the doors were shuttered tight
    That in that town, the happiest Christmas
    Was shared by candle light



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    19-05-1984
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    It's All Up To You
    Performer(s): Jim Capaldi



    Everyday I watched you walkin'; walkin' by my window pane
    From the first time that I saw you baby, I knew I'd never be the same

    I wanna give you my lovin'
    Could you ever love me too?
    But you never seem to notice me, or what I'm goin' through
    It's all up to you

    Everyday I hope you see me, maybe look at me and smile
    But you always seem to look right through me
    I just break down and cry

    I wanna give you my lovin'
    Could you ever love me too?
    But you never seem to notice me, or what I'm goin' through
    It's all up to you

    I wanna give you my lovin'
    Could you ever love me too?
    But you never seem to notice me, or what I'm goin' through
    It's all up to you

    Come on down to my street baby
    and let me make you feel a part of everything I have to offer you
    of everything inside my heart

    I wanna give you my lovin'
    Could you ever love me too?
    But you never seem to notice me, or what I'm goin' through
    It's all up to you

    I would give you the sunlight baby, to keep you warm the days grow cold
    And the love we have together darling
    It will never grow old any more
    Oh baby, it's all up to you



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    Christmas Day In The Workhouse
    Composer(s): George R. Sims
    Performer(s): John Moffatt



    It is Christmas Day in the workhouse
    And the cold, bare walls are bright
    With garlands of green and holly
    Ad the place is a pleasant sight
    For with clean-washed hands and faces
    In a long and hungry line
    The paupers sit at the table
    For this is the hour they dine

    And the guardians and their ladies
    Although the wind is east
    Have come in their furs and wrappers
    To watch their charges feast
    To smile and be condescending
    Put pudding on pauper plates
    To be hosts at the workhouse banquet
    They've paid for — with the rates

    Oh, the paupers are meek and lowly
    With their "Thank'ee kindly, mum's!'"
    So long as they fill their stomachs
    What matter it whence it comes!
    But one of the old men mutters
    And pushes his plate aside
    "Great God!" he cries, "but it chokes me!
    For this is the day she died!"

    The guardians gazed in horror
    The master's face went white
    "Did a pauper refuse the pudding?"
    "Could their ears believe aright?"
    Then the ladies clutched their husbands
    Thinking the man would die
    Struck by a bolt, or something
    By the outraged One on high

    But the pauper sat for a moment
    Then rose 'mid silence grim
    For the others had ceased to chatter
    And trembled in every limb
    He looked at the guardians' ladies
    Then, eyeing their lords, he said
    "I eat not the food of villains
    Whose hands are foul and red

    "Whose victims cry for vengeance
    From their dark, unhallowed graves"
    "He's drunk!" said the workhouse master
    "Or else he's mad and raves"
    "Not drunk or mad," cried the pauper
    "But only a haunted beast
    Who, torn by the hounds and mangled
    Declines the vulture's feast

    "I care not a curse for the guardians
    And I won't be dragged away
    Just let me have the fit out
    It's only on Christmas Day
    That the black past comes to goad me
    And prey on my burning brain
    I'll tell you the rest in a whisper
    I swear I won't shout again

    "Keep your hands off me, curse you!
    Hear me right out to the end
    You come here to see how paupers
    The season of Christmas spend
    You come here to watch us feeding
    As they watched the captured beast
    Here's why a penniless pauper
    Spits on your paltry feast

    "Do you think I will take your bounty
    And let you smile and think
    You're doing a noble action
    With the parish's meat and drink?
    Where is my wife, you traitors
    The poor old wife you slew?
    Yes, by the God above me
    My Nance was killed by you!

    'Last winter my wife lay dying
    Starved in a filthy den
    I had never been to the parish
    I came to the parish then
    I swallowed my pride in coming
    For ere the ruin came
    I held up my head as a trader
    And I bore a spotless name

    "I came to the parish, craving
    Bread for a starving wife
    Bread for the woman who'd loved me
    Through fifty years of life
    And what do you think they told me
    Mocking my awful grief
    That 'the House' was open to us
    But they wouldn't give 'out relief'

    "I slunk to the filthy alley
    'Twas a cold, raw Christmas Eve
    And the bakers' shops were open
    Tempting a man to thieve
    But I clenched my fists together
    Holding my head awry
    So I came to her empty-handed
    And mournfully told her why

    "Then I told her the house was open
    She had heard of the ways of that
    For her bloodless cheeks went crimson
    and up in her rags she sat
    Crying, 'Bide the Christmas here, John
    We've never had one apart
    I think I can bear the hunger
    The other would break my heart'

    "All through that eve I watched her
    Holding her hand in mine
    Praying the Lord and weeping
    Till my lips were salt as brine
    I asked her once if she hungered
    And as she answered 'No'
    T'he moon shone in at the window
    Set in a wreath of snow

    "Then the room was bathed in glory
    And I saw in my darling's eyes
    The faraway look of wonder
    That comes when the spirit flies
    And her lips were parched and parted
    And her reason came and went
    For she raved of our home in Devon
    Where our happiest years were spent

    "And the accents, long forgotten
    Came back to the tongue once more
    For she talked like the country lassie
    I woo'd by the Devon shore
    Then she rose to her feet and trembled
    And fell on the rags and moaned
    And, 'Give me a crust — I'm famished
    For the love of God!' she groaned

    "I rushed from the room like a madman
    And flew to the workhouse gate
    Crying, 'Food for a dying woman!'
    And the answer came, 'Too late'
    They drove me away with curses
    Then I fought with a dog in the street
    And tore from the mongrel's clutches
    A crust he was trying to eat

    "Back through the filthy byways!
    Back through the trampled slush!
    Up to the crazy garret
    Wrapped in an awful hush
    My heart sank down at the threshold
    And I paused with a sudden thrill
    For there, in the silv'ry moonlight
    My Nance lay, cold and still

    "Up to the blackened ceiling
    The sunken eyes were cast
    I knew on those lips, all bloodless
    My name had been the last
    She called for her absent husband
    O God! had I but known!
    Had called in vain, and, in anguish
    Had died in that den — alone

    "Yes, there, in a land of plenty
    Lay a loving woman dead
    Cruelly starved and murdered
    for a loaf of the parish bread
    At yonder gate, last Christmas
    I craved for a human life
    You, who would feed us paupers
    What of my murdered wife!"

    'There, get ye gone to your dinners
    Don't mind me in the least
    Think of the happy paupers
    Eating your Christmas feast
    And when you recount their blessings
    In your smug parochial way
    Say what you did for me, too
    Only last Christmas Day"



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    18-05-1984
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    It's All Right With Me
    Composer(s): Cole Porter
    Performer(s): Bob Manning - 1953
    and multiple other artists



    It's the wrong time and the wrong place
    Though your face is charming it's the wrong face
    It's not his face, but such a charming face
    That it's all right with me.

    It's the wrong song in the wrong style
    Though your smile is lovely it's the wrong smile
    It's not his smile, but such a lovely smile
    That it's all right with me.

    You can't know how happy I am that we met
    I`m strangely attracted to you
    There is someone I'm trying so hard to forget
    Don't you want to forget someone to?

    You can't know how happy I am that we met
    I`m strangely attracted to you
    There is someone I'm trying so hard to forget
    Don't you want to forget someone to?

    It's the wrong game, with the wrong chips
    Though you lips are tempting they're the wrong lips
    They're not his lips but they're such Tempting lips
    That if some night you are free
    Well it's all right, yes it's all right
    Baby don't you know it's all right with me



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    Christmas Day In The Cookhouse
    Performer(s): Billy Bennett



    'Twas Christmas Day in the cookhouse
    And the place was clean and tidy
    The soldiers were eating their pancakes...
    I'm a liar... that was Good Friday

    In the oven a turkey was sizzling
    And to make it look posh, I suppose
    They fetched the Battalion Barber
    To shingle it's parson's nose!

    Potatoes were cooked in their jackets
    And carrots in pants - how unique!
    A sheep's head was baked with the eyes in
    As it had to see them through the week

    At one o'clock 'Dinner Up' sounded
    The sight made an old soldier blush
    They were dishing out Guinness for nothing
    And fifteen got killed in the rush!

    A jazz band played in the mess-room
    A fine lot of messers it's true
    We told them to go and play Ludo
    And they all answered 'Fishcakes' to you!

    In came the old Sergeant Major
    He'd walked all the way from his billet
    His toes were turned in, his chest was turned out
    With his head back in case he'd spill it

    He wished all the troops 'Merry Xmas'
    Including the poor Orderly Man
    Some said 'Good Old Sergeant Major'
    But others said 'San Fairy Arm'

    Then up spoke one ancient warrior
    His whiskers a nest for the sparrows
    The old man had first joined the army
    When the troops used to use bows and arrows

    His grey eyes were flashing with anger
    He threw down his pudden' and cursed
    'You dare to wish me a Happy New Year
    Well, just hear my story first

    Ten years ago, as the crow flies
    I came here with my darling bride
    It was Christmas Day in the Waxworks
    So it must be the same outside

    We asked for some food, we were starving
    You gave us pease pudden' and pork
    My poor wife went to the Infirmary
    With a pain in her Belle of New York

    You're the man that stopped bacon from shrinking
    By making the cook fry with Lux
    And you wound up the cuckoo clock backwards
    And now it goes'oo' fore it'cucks'

    So thank you, and bless you, and blow you
    You just take these curses from me
    May your wife give you nothing for dinner
    And then warm it up for your tea

    Whatever you eat, may it always repeat
    Be it soup, fish, entree, or horse doovers
    May blue bottles and flies descend from the skies
    And use your bald head for manoeuvres

    May the patent expire on your evening dress shoes
    May your Marcel waves all come uncurled
    May your flannel shirt shrink up the back of your neck
    And expose your deceit to the world

    And now that I've told you my story
    I'll walk to the clink by the gate
    And as for your old Xmas Pudden'
    Stick that - on the next fellow's plate'



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    17-05-1984
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    It's All Over Now, Baby Blue
    (Swedish Version: Sakta Lägger Båten Ut Från Land - 1978)
    Composer(s): Bob Dylan
    First release by: Bob Dylan - 1965
    Covered by multiple other artists



    You must leave now, take what you need, you think will last
    But whatever you wish to keep, you better grab it fast
    Yonder stands your orphan with his gun
    Crying like a fire in the sun
    Look out the saints are comin' through
    And it's all over now, Baby Blue

    The highway is for gamblers, better use your sense
    Take what you have gathered from coincidence
    The empty-handed painter from your streets
    Is drawing crazy patterns on your sheets
    This sky, too, is folding under you
    And it's all over now, Baby Blue

    All your seasick sailors, they are rowing home
    All your reindeer armies, are all going home
    The lover who just walked out your door
    Has taken all his blankets from the floor
    The carpet, too, is moving under you
    And it's all over now, Baby Blue

    Leave your stepping stones behind, something calls for you
    Forget the dead you've left, they will not follow you
    The vagabond who's rapping at your door
    Is standing in the clothes that you once wore
    Strike another match, go start anew
    And it's all over now, Baby Blue



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    Christmas Day
    Composer(s): Brian Wilson
    Performer(s): The Beach Boys; Husky Team



    The Christmas spirit grows with each new day
    And it's so close but seems so far away
    And yet it comes only once a year
    And 'fore you know it, it's already here
    The streets are filled with laughter
    And so many hearts are gay

    Everybody helps to make the spirit bright
    The houses turn on their Christmas lights at night
    It's worth the wait the whole year through
    Just to make happy someone like you
    And I'll never outgrow the thrill of Christmas day

    It's worth the wait the whole year through
    Just to make happy someone like you
    And I'll never outgrow the thrill of Christmas day

    It's worth the wait the whole year through
    Just to make happy someone like you



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    16-05-1984
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    It's All Over Now
    (French Version: Entre Nous C'est Fini - 1964)
    Composer(s): Bobby Womack; Shirley Jean Womack
    First release by: The Valentinos - 1964
    Covered by multiple other artists



    Well, baby used to stay out all night long
    She made me cry, she done me wrong
    She hurt my eyes open, that's no lie
    Tables turn and now her turn to cry

    Because I used to love her, but it's all over now
    Because I used to love her, but it's all over now

    Well, she used to run around with every man in town
    She spent all my money, playing her high class game
    She put me out, it was a pity how I cried
    Tables turn and now her turn to cry

    Because I used to love her, but it's all over now
    Because I used to love her, but it's all over now

    Well, I used to walk in the morning, get my breakfast in bed
    When I'd gotten worried she'd ease my aching head
    But now she's here and there, with every man in town
    Still trying to take me for that same old clown

    Because I used to love her, but it's all over now
    Because I used to love her, but it's all over now
    Because I used to love her, but it's all over now
    Because I used to love her, but it's all over now



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    Christmas Day Composer(s): Davie R. Hutch - G. Weiss Performer(s): Linda Scott



    How I wish you'd be with me on Christmas day
    Bells won't ring so merrily if you are far away
    With you it all would seem so right
    The tree, the snow and silent night
    How I wish you'd be with me to stay on Christmas day

    How I wish you'd be with me on Christmas day
    Bells won't ring so merrily if you are far away
    With you it all would seem so right
    The tree, the snow, and silent night
    How I wish you'd be with me to stay on Christmas day



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    15-05-1984
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    It's All Over Now
    Composer(s): Sunny Skylar; Don Marcotte
    Performer(s): Frankie Carle & His Orch.
    and multiple other artists



    I used to love to hold you when the lights were down low
    But it’s all over now
    You used to whisper little things that set me aglow
    But it’s all over now

    I listened to you tell me little white lies
    Never thought you meant to deceive
    Whoever would have doubted those innocent eyes
    And all the little kisses that you made me believe

    Remember how I planned a little home by the stream
    Where we’d spend every day
    You must have thought me crazy when I painted that dream
    ‘Cause you threw it away

    I kinda thought that things would be different
    Have a happy ending somehow
    But I guess you never loved me ‘cos it’s easy to see
    That it’s all over now



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    Klik hier om een link te hebben waarmee u dit artikel later terug kunt lezen.Christmas Day (Edward Winter, Kay Oslin, Rita O'Connor, Neil Jones, Julane Stites)
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    Christmas Day ((Italian Version: Natale Dura Un Giorno Solamente (Johnny Dorelli, Bice Valori) - 1970)) Composer(s): Burt Bacharach - Hal David First release by: Edward Winter, Kay Oslin, Rita O'Connor, Neil Jones, Julane Stites - 1968 Covered by multiple other artists



    Christmas Day is here and so are we
    Time for children and presents
    And Christmas tree happiness

    Christmas Day is all that it should be
    Lights and carols and holly
    And all kinds of loveliness

    Christmas bells ringing out goodwill to men and peace on earth
    Ev'rything they taught you when you were a child
    The things a child once taught the world

    If Christmas day is really in your heart
    You don't have to save up all your love to give once a year
    Learn to give, try to live each day like Christmas Day

    (Christmas bells ringing out goodwill to men and peace on earth)
    (Ev'ry thing they taught you when you were a child)
    (The things a child once taught the world)

    If Christmas day is really in your heart
    You don't have to save up all your love to give once a year
    Learn to give, try to live each day like Christmas Day



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    14-05-1984
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    It's All Over
    Composer(s): Phil Everly; Don Everly
    Performer(s): The Everly Brothers



    It's all over, didn't even cry
    I just stop living when you said goodbye
    It's all over, can't feel a thing
    I just stop living; couldn't stand the pain

    There are no light leaves in September
    Lips as fresh as spring
    Love that warms like summer sun
    Shouldn't die when winter comes

    It's all over, didn't even cry
    I just stop living when you said goodbye
    It's all over (it's all over)



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    Klik hier om een link te hebben waarmee u dit artikel later terug kunt lezen.Christmas Day (Dido)
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    Christmas Day Composer(s): Dido Armstrong - Rollo Armstrong Performer(s): Dido



    The young gentleman came riding past
    On a snow-blue winter's day
    He asked to drink by our fire
    And I was pleased to let him stay
    He drank there quietly for a while
    And then he turned and said to me

    Your eyes are green like summer grass
    Your lips are red like a fresh-cut rose
    Your hair is soft like an Irish stream
    And your voice is filled with sweet beauty
    And the last words I heard him say were
    I shall return, for you, my love, on Christmas Day

    And the night will come, but I won't sleep
    As I watch the stars that lead him
    I cannot place where he is
    But still my heart goes with him
    I'm saving all my Sunday clothes
    For the day that I'll be leaving

    Father knows, my sister knows
    And my friends, they're happy for me
    And the priest he says, you should thank God
    For the blessing of such beauty
    And the last words I heard him say were
    I shall return for you my love on Christmas Day

    I shall return for you my love on Christmas Day

    And the last words I heard him say
    Were the last words I ever heard him say

    I shall return for you my love on Christmas Day
    I said I will return on Christmas Day
    And yes, I shall return on Christmas day
    I shall return, for you, on Christmas Day
    My love, I will return on Christmas Day
    I shall return, my love, on Christmas Day
    On Christmas Day



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    13-05-1984
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    It's All In The Movies
    Composer(s): Merle Haggard; Kelli Haggard
    Performer(s): Merle Haggard



    They were so much in love with life, happy in every way
    But love the movie began with, some how got lost in the play

    Like a fire burning out of control
    you go caught up in the actor's role
    and you cried on my shoulder
    when it came to an end

    But that's all in the movies
    it won't happen to you and I
    That's all in the movies
    so baby don't cry

    It's all in the movies
    it won't happen to us I know
    That's all in the movies
    just a bad picture show

    But that's all in the movies
    it won't happen to you and I
    That's all in the movies
    so baby don't cry



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    Klik hier om een link te hebben waarmee u dit artikel later terug kunt lezen.Christmas Cookies
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    Christmas Cookies Composer(s): Aaron Baker Performer(s): George Strait; The Oak Ridge Boys



    I sure do like those Christmas cookies, sugar
    I sure do like those Christmas cookies, babe
    The ones that look like Santa Claus
    Christmas trees, and bells, and stars
    I sure do like those Christmas cookies, babe
    Now Christmas cookies are a special treat
    The more she bakes the more I eat
    And sometimes I can't get myself to stop
    Sometimes she'll wait till I'm asleep
    And she'll take the ones I didn't eat
    And put those little sprinkly things on top
    I sure do like those Christmas cookies, sugar
    I sure do like those Christmas cookies, babe
    The ones that look like Santa Claus
    Christmas trees, and bells, and stars
    I sure do like those Christmas cookies, babe
    Now those sprinkly things just makes things worse
    Cause it makes them taste better than they did at first
    And they're absolutely impossible to resist
    Some disappear to who knows where
    But I make sure I get my share
    And those kids just stand there waiting for the ones I miss
    I sure do like those Christmas cookies, sugar
    Sure do like those Christmas cookies, babe
    She gets mad that they're all gone
    Before she gets the icing put on
    Sure do like those Christmas cookies babe
    Now there's a benefit to all of this
    That you might have overlooked or missed
    So now let me tell you the best part of it all
    Every time she sticks another batch in the oven
    There's 15 minutes for some kissin' and'a huggin'
    That's why I eat Christmas cookies all year long!
    Ah, Take it away boys
    I sure do like those Christmas cookies, sugar
    I sure do like those Christmas cookies, babe
    The ones that look like Santa Claus
    Christmas trees, and bells, and stars
    I sure do like those Christmas cookies, babe
    I sure do like those Christmas cookies, babe...



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    12-05-1984
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    It's All In The Game
    (Adapted from: Melody in "A" Major - 1912)
    Composer(s): Charles Dawes; Carl Sigman
    Performer(s): Tommy Edwards - 1951
    and multiple other artists



    Many a tear has to fall
    but it's all... in the game
    All in the wonderful game
    that we know... as love
    You had words with him
    and your future's looking dim
    but these things your heart can rise above
    Once in a while he won't call
    but it's all... in the game
    Soon he'll be there at your side
    with a sweet, bouquet
    Then he'll kiss... your lips
    and caress your waiting fingertips
    and your heart will fly away
    Once in a while he won't call
    but it's all... in the game
    Soon he'll be there at your side
    with a sweet, bouquet
    Then he'll kiss... your lips
    and caress your waiting fingertips
    and your heart will fly away



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    Klik hier om een link te hebben waarmee u dit artikel later terug kunt lezen.Christmas Cometh Caroling
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    Christmas Cometh Caroling Composer(s): Father Andrew Performer(s): Voices Of Jimmy Joyce and multiple other artists



    Oh, Christmas cometh caroling
    And all the merry bells do ring
    To tell how angels once did sing
    Kneeling about their baby King
    Born of our Lady Mary

    And it would be a shame to tell
    That only clang of brazen bell
    Should play Earth's part His praise to swell
    It must be you and I as well
    Who kneel to Lady Mary

    Then shrive you clean and wash you white
    Keep vigil well this holy night
    While angels carol in the height
    We shall receive e're dawn of light
    Bread from the Babe of Mary



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