I've Been Everywhere
(Danish Version: Kører Her Og Der - 1987)
Composer(s): Geoffrey Mack
First release by: Lucky Starr - 1959
Covered by multiple other artists



Well, I was humpin' my bluey on the dusty Oodnadatta road
When along came a semi with a high and canvas-covered load
If you're goin' to Oodnadatta, mate, um, with me you can ride
So I climbed in the cabin and I settled down inside
He asked me if I'd seen a road with so much dust and sand, I said
Listen, mate, I've travelled ev'ry road in this here land

Cause I've been everywhere, man
I've been everywhere, man
'Cross the deserts bare, man
I've breathed the mountain air, man
Of travel I've had my share, man
I've been everywhere

"Been to . . "

I've been to Tullamore, Seymour, Lismore, Mooloolaba
Nambour, Maroochydore, Kilmore, Murwillumbah
Birdsville, Emmaville, Wallaville, Cunnamulla
Condamine, Strathpine, Proserpine, Ulladulla
Darwin, Gin Gin, Deniliquin, Muckadilla
Wallambilla, Boggabilla, Kumbarilla
I'm a killer

I've been everywhere, man
'Cross the deserts bare, man
I've breathed the mountain air, man
Of travel I've had my share, man
I've been everywhere

"Yeah but listen here, mate, have you been to..."

I've been to Moree, Taree, Jerilderie, Bambaroo
Toowoomba, Gunnedah, Caringbah, Woolloomooloo
Dalveen, Tamborine, Engadine, Jindabyne
Lithgow, Casino, Brigalow and Narromine
Megalong, Wyong, Tuggerawong, Wanganella
Morella, Augathella, Brindabella, I'm the feller

I've been everywhere, man
'Cross the deserts bare, man
I've breathed the mountain air, man
Of travel I've had my share, man
I've been everywhere

"Yeah, I know that, but have you been to..."

I've been to Wollongong, Geelong, Kurrajong, Mullumbimby
Mittagong, Molong, Grong Grong, Goondiwindi
Yarra Yarra, Bouindarra, Wallangarra, Turramurra
Boggabri, Gundagai, Narrabri, Tibooburra
Gulgong, Adelong, Billabong, Cabramatta
Parramatta, Wangaratta, Coolangatta, what's it matter?

I've been everywhere, man
'Cross the deserts bare, man
I've breathed the mountain air, man
Of travel I've had my share, man
I've been everywhere

"Yeah, look that's fine, but how about..."

I've been to Ettalong, Dandenong, Woodenbong, Ballarat
Canberra, Milperra, Unanderra, Captain's Flat
Cloncurry, River Murray, Kurri Kurri, Girraween
Terrigal, Fingal, Stockinbingal, Collaroy and Narrabeen
Bendigo, Dorrigo, Bangalow, Indooroopilly
Kirribilli, Yeerongpilly, Wollondilly, don't be silly

I've been everywhere, man
'Cross the deserts bare, man
I've breathed the mountain air, man
Of travel I've had my share, man
I've been everywhere
I've been here, there, everywhere, I've been everywhere

"Okay, mate, you've been ev'ry place except one
 and ya don't need my help t'get there  . . ."

From Heaven Above To Earth I Come
Composer(s): Johann Pachelbel
Performer(s): Maria Graf; Dresden Kreuzchor



From heaven above to earth I come
To bear good news to every home
Glad tidings of great joy I bring
Whereof I now will gladly sing

To you this night is born a Child 
Of Mary, chosen mother mild
This little Child, of lowly birth
Shall be the joy of all the earth 

Glory to God in highest heaven
Who unto us His Son hath given! 
While angels sing with pious mirth
A glad New Year to all the earth

I've Been Away
Composer(s): John Entwhistle
Performer(s): The Who



I've been away so long 
Wonder where I went wrong 
Spent my last years in a cell 
Never ever go away again 
I've been so sad and lonely 
Never ever ever gonna go away again 

It's a waste of time doing time 
When you dind't commit a crime 
It wasn't me it was my brother Bill 
And I'd have to tell never gonna speak to Bill again 
He's made me sad and lonely 
Never ever gonna speak to brother Bill again 

It was no use, they put my brother on the jury 
He bribed the others 'cause he owns the local brewery 
They let me out today 
Brother Bill's gonna pay 
No one's ever gonna speak to Bill again 
Never ever gonna speak to Bill again 
He'll be too cold and bony 
Never ever gonna go away again 
Never ever gonna go away again 
Never ever gonna go away again

Fröhlich Soll Mein Herze Springen
Composer(s): Paul Gerhardt; Johann Crüger
Performer(s): Sumi Jo



Fröhlich soll mein Herze springen
Dieser Zeit, Da vor Freud'
Alle Engel singen
Hört, hört, wie mit vollen Chören
Alle Luft Laute ruft
Christus ist geboren! 

Heute geht aus seiner Kammer
Gottes Held, Der die Welt
Reißt aus allem Jammer
Gott wird Mensch dir, Mensch, zugute
Gottes Kind, Das verbind't
Sich mit unserm Blute

Sollt' uns Gott nun können haßen
Der uns gibt, Was er liebt
Über alle Maßen?
Gott gibt, unserm Leid zu wehren
Seinen Sohn Aus dem Thron
Seiner Macht und Ehren

Sollte von uns sein gekehret
Der sein Reich Und zugleich
Sich uns selbst verehret?
Sollt' uns Gottes Sohn nicht lieben
Der jetzt kömmt, Von uns nimmt
Was uns will betrüben? 

Hätte vor der Menschen Orden
Unser Heil Einen Greu'l
Wär'er nicht Mensch worden
Hätt' er Lust zu unserm Schaden
Ei, so würd' Unsre Bürd'
Er nicht auf sich laden

Er nimmt auf sich, was auf Erden
Wir getan, Gibt sich an
Unser Lamm zu werden
Unser Lamm, das für uns stirbet
Und bei Gott Fuer den Tod
Gnad' und Fried' erwirbet

Nun, er liegt in seiner Krippen
Ruft zu sich Mich und dich
Spricht mit süßen Lippen
Laßet fahr'n, o liebe Brüder
Was euch quält, Was euch fehlt
Ich bring' alles wieder

Ei, so kommt und laßt uns laufen!
Stellt euch ein, Groß und klein
Eilt mit großem Haufen!
Liebt den, der vor Liebe brennet
Schaut den Stern, Der uns gern
Licht und Labsal gönnet

Die ihr schwebt in großen Leiden
Sehet, hier Ist die Tür
Zu den wahren Freuden
Faßt ihn wohl, er wird euch führen
An den Ort, Da hinfort
Euch kein Kreuz wird rühren

Wer sich fühlt beschwert im Herzen
Wer empfind't Seine Sünd'
Und Gewissensschmerzen
Sei getrost, hier wird gefunden
Der in Eil' Machet heil
Die vergift'ten Wunden

Die ihr arm seid und elende
Kommt herbei, Füllet frei
Eures Glaubens Hände!
Hier sind alle guten Gaben
Und das Gold, Da ihr sollt
Euer Herz mit laben

Süßes Heil, laß dich umfangen
Laß mich dir, Meine Zier
Unverrückt anhangen!
Du bist meines Lebens Leben
Nun kann ich Mich durch dich
Wohl zufrieden geben

Meine Schuld kann mich nicht drücken
Denn du hast Meine Last
All' auf deinem Rücken
Kein Fleck ist an mir zu finden
Ich bin gar Rein und klar
Aller meiner Sünden

Ich bin rein um deinetwillen
Du gibst g'nug Ehr' und Schmuck
Mich darein zu hüllen
Ich will dich ins Herze schließen
O mein Ruhm, Edle Blum'
Laß dich recht genießen! 

Ich will dich mit Fleiß bewahren
Ich will dir Leben hier
Dir will ich abfahren
Mit dir will ich endlich schweben
Voller Freud' Ohne Zeit
Dort im andern Leben

I've Already Loved You In My Mind
Composer(s): Conway Twitty
Performer(s): Conway Twitty; Heidi Hauge; Loretta Lynn



I thought I've never seen a girl like her in here before
And I could see her watching me as I walk across the floor
I asked her if she'd like to dance when the band starts up again
She said I never danced with strangers I don't even know your name
I said we're not exactly strangers you and I
My thoughts were running wild and free as I watched you tonight
Just think about it and you'll find
We're not exactly strangers I've already loved you in my mind

The band started playing a slow moving song she got up and easily moved into my arms
I kept on saying the things a girl likes to hear
And when the dance was over she whispered in my ear
She said we're not exactly strangers you and I
My thoughts were running wild and free while you held me tight
I thought about it and I find
We're not exactly strangers I've already loved you in my mind

Frohe Weihnacht
Performer(s): Reinhard Mey



Frohe Weihnacht, Ihr Leute, jetzt kommt wieder die Zeit
der Erwartung und Vorfreude, und weit und breit
ist im Lande ein Singen, Halleluja!
Registrierkassen klingen von fern und von nah
Und die Luft ist von Pfefferkuchenduft erfüllt
und kein Lautsprecher, aus dem's nicht "Stille Nacht" brüllt

Frohe Weihnacht, Ihr Leute, jetzt kommt wieder das Fest
wo das Schenken uns Menschen befällt wie die Pest
wo man sich mit Parfum und Krawatten beglückt
und sich Liebe in Haushaltsgeräten ausdrückt
wo die Sektkorken knallen, wo man reinhaut und schlemmt
und die Umwelt mit Weihnachtskarten überschwemmt

Frohe Weihnacht, Ihr Leute! So wie in jedem Jahr
gibt's auch diesmal die Chance, auf dem Weihnachtsbasar
allen Unrat zu stiften aus Schränken und Truh'n
und was man sonst nicht wagt, auf den Sperrmüll zu tun
in der frohen Gewißheit, daß, was man da verschenkt
bis zum nächsten Jahr bei unsern Nachbarn rumhängt 

Frohe Weihnacht, Ihr Leute! Jetzt ist die Zeit wieder dran
wo sich mancher vor Nächstenliebe gar nicht einkriegen kann
jeder Politiker Sprüche vom Frieden klopft
daß das Wachs auf Tischtücher und Teppiche tropft
wo man friedlich zu Hause sitzt und Nüße knackt
und in Wald und in Flur Weihnachtsbäume umhackt

Frohe Weihnacht, Ihr Leute, und erfreut Euch daran
daß man jetzt nicht so sehr auffällt als Weihnachtsmann
daß in jeder Amtsstube eine Kerze brennt
wie ein Menschlichkeitsschimmer am Amtsfirmament
Freut Euch über Lametta, Tand und Lichterglanz
und darüber, jetzt Mensch zu sein und keine Gans! 

Frohe Weihnacht, Ihr Leute, und verliert keine Zeit!
Der Drogist hält schon Sylvesterknaller bereit!
Und bedenkt, jeder Christbaumkringel, den Ihr heut nicht eßt
wird schon morgen zu Osterhasen umgepreßt!
Dann ist Weihnacht vorbei, und als Trost bleibt dann bloß
Gegen Ende August geht's ja schon wieder los
gegen Ende August geht's ja schon wieder los

Ivanovitch
Composer(s): Maurice Vallet; Julien Clerc
First release by: Julien Clerc - 1968



Il était arrivé
Le fiacre l'emportait
Toujours la même ville
Toujours les mêmes gares
Des églises barbares
Saint-Pétersbourg ma ville

Ivanovitch est là
Ivanovitch est là
Et le ciel est toujours si gris
Et la pluie chaque jour si triste

Tout est fermé
La maison est là solitaire
Une rumeur, un pas traîné
La porte s'ouvre un peu
Et il est entraîné par ceux
Qui l'appellent mon frère
Ivanovitch est là
Ivanovitch est là
Et le ciel est toujours si gris
Et la pluie chaque jour si triste

Dans un coin du logis
Tous se pressent autour de lui
La fille a l'air fanée
Et le garçon gêné
Le père et tous les apprentis
Qui rêvent de Paris

Ivanovitch est là
Ivanovitch est là
Et le ciel est toujours si gris
Et la pluie chaque jour si triste

Freue Dich Welt, Der Herr Ist Nah!



Freue dich, Welt, der Herr ist nah!
Empfange Gottes Sohn!
Die Herzen sei'n ihm aufgetan
O, kommt vor seinen Thron!
O, kommt vor seinen Thron!
O, kommt, o kommt vor seinen Thron!

Freue dich, Welt, der Herr regiert!
Auf, singt ihm Preis und Ehr'!
Ruhrt Harfen, Saiten ihm zum Ruhm
ihn loben Erd' und Meer!
Ihn loben Erd' und Meer!
Ihn loben, loben Erd' und Meer!

Er lenkt die Welt mit weisem Sinn
und zeigt uns seine Pracht
Fur uns gab er sein Leben hin
und herrschet nun mit Macht!
Und herrschet nun mit Macht!
Und herrschet, und herrschet nun mit Macht!

Itsy Bitsy Teenie Weenie Yellow Polka Dot Bikini
Composer(s): Lee Pockriss - Paul Vance
First release by: Brian Hyland - 1960
Covered by multiple other artists
Versions In Other Languages:
1960 - Itsi Bitsi, Petit Bikini (by Dalida)
1960 - Itsy Bitsy Teenie Weenie Honolulu-Strand-Bikini (by Caterina Valente)
1960 - Pezzettini Di Bikini (by Dalida)
1960 - En Mægtig Smart Men Meget Sart Bikini (by Dirch Passer)
1968 - Flower-Power-Kleid (by Wencke Myhre)



She was afraid to come out of the locker 
She was as nervous as she could be 
She was afraid to come out of the locker 
She was afraid that somebody would see... 
Two, three, four, tell the people what she wore 

It was an itsy bitsy, teenie weenie, yellow polka-dot bikini 
That she wore for the first time today 
An itsy teenie weenie yellow polka-dot bikini 
So in the locker she wanted to stay.... 
Two, three, four, stick around we'll tell ya more 

She was afraid to come out in the open 
And so a blanket around her she wore 
She was afraid to come out in the open 
And so she sat bundled up on the shore... 
Two, three, four, tell the people what she wore 

It was an itsy bitsy, teenie weenie, yellow polka-dot bikini 
That she wore for the first time today 
An itsy teenie weenie yellow polka-dot bikini 
So in the blanket she wanted to stay... 
Two, three, four, stick around we'll tell ya more 

Now she's afraid to come of the water 
And I wonder what she's gonna do 
Now she's afraid to come out of the water 
And the poor little girl's turnin' blue 
Two, three, four, tell the people what she wore... 

It was an itsy bitsy, teenie weenie, yellow polka-dot bikini 
That she wore for the first time today 
An itsy teenie weenie yellow polka-dot bikini 
So in the water she wanted to stay 

From the locker to the blanket 
From the blanket to the shore 
From the shore to the water 
Guess there isn't any more!

Forever Christmas Eve
Composer(s): Greg Barnhill; Phil Swann
Performer(s): Lee Ann Womack



It's something so magical, incomprehensible
Yet it's so sensible, this you and me
The snow on the street outside that catches the blue moonlight
Why can't it always be forever Christmas Eve

Sparks from a midnight flame, the giggle of French champagne
A kiss sends us about half way to fantasy
Wait mister brand new year, why can't we stay right here
Oh, how I wish it could be forever Christmas Eve

A distant bell is ringing out across the winter land
It's singing out a song of things to come
And though this kind of holiday is not what we had planned
It's wonderful tonight

It's something so magical, incomprehensible
Yet it's so sensible, this you and me
The snow on the street outside that catches the blue moonlight
Why can't it always be forever Christmas Eve

Sparks from a midnight flame, the giggle of French champagne
A kiss sends about half way to fantasy
Wait mister brand new year, why can't we stay right here
Oh, how I wish it could be forever Christmas Eve

Wait mister brand new year, spare us a little cheer
Why can't it always be forever Christmas Eve
Forever Christmas Eve

Itsi Bitsi, Petit Bikini
((Adapted from: Itsy Bitsy Teenie Weenie Yellow Polka Dot Bikini (by Brian Hyland) - 1960))
Composer(s): Lee Pockriss - Paul Vance - Lucien Morisse - André Salvet
Performer(s): Dalida - 1960
and multiple other artists
Versions In Other Languages:
1960 - Itsy Bitsy Teenie Weenie Honolulu-Strand-Bikini (by Caterina Valente)
1960 - Pezzettini Di Bikini (by Dalida)
1960 - En Mægtig Smart Men Meget Sart Bikini (by Dirch Passer)
1968 - Flower-Power-Kleid (by Wencke Myhre)
and multiple other artists



Sur une plage il y avait une belle fille
Qui avait peur d'aller prendre son bain
Elle craignait de quitter sa cabine
Elle tremblait de montrer au voisin
Un deux trois elle tremblait de montrer quoi?

Son petit itsi bitsi tini ouini, tout petit, petit, bikini
Qu'elle mettait pour la première fois
Un itsi bitsi tini ouini, tout petit, petit, bikini
Un bikini rouge et jaune à p'tits pois
Un deux trois voilà ce qu'il arriva

Elle ne songeait qu'à quitter sa cabine
Elle s'enroula dans son peignoir de bain
Car elle craignait de choquer ses voisines
Et même aussi de gêner ses voisins
Un deux trois elle craignait de montrer quoi?

Son petit itsi bitsi tini ouini, tout petit, petit, bikini
Qu'elle mettait pour la première fois
Un itsi bitsi tini ouini, tout petit, petit, bikini
Un bikini rouge et jaune à p'tits pois
Un deux trois voilà ce qui arriva

Elle doit maintenant s'élancer hors de l'ombre
Elle craint toujours les regards indiscrets
C'est le moment de faire voir à tout le monde
Ce qu'il la trouble et qui la fait trembler
Un deux trois elle a peur de montrer quoi?

Son petit itsi bitsi tini ouini, tout petit, petit, bikini
Qu'elle mettait pour la première fois
Un itsi bitsi tini ouini, tout petit, petit, bikini
Un bikini rouge et jaune à p'tits pois

Si cette histoire vous amuse
On peut la recommencer
Si c'est pas drôle on s'excuse
En tout cas c'est terminé

For Unto Us A Child Is Born



For unto us, a child is born
Unto us, a Son is given
Unto us, a sweet child is born
I wish I could've been there

About two thousand years had gone by
Since the event that changed my life, ooh
There Wise Men and all heaven proclaim

The King is here and will never reign, ooh
If I could've been laid eyes on Him
So powerful yet innocent
Knowing that He would've come just for me
I would've held my Greator in my arms
Oh what joy, what unspeakable joy!

I wish I could've been there
On Christmas morn
I wish I could've seen my Jesus
When He was born
I wish I could've been there
On Christmas morn
I wish I could've seen my Jesus
When He was born

I wish I were there in Bethlehem
When they rejoiced at the birth of the Lamb, oooh
And I will always celebrate
When Jesue came, when He came and took all our sins away

(Repeat)

If I'd have been there
When Christ was born
I'd have been the first one to sing
If you had beared a loud voice
Praising His name
That would've been me
Yes, I'd be
Praisin' (Jesus)
Thank my (Jesus)
Worship (Jesus)
Enjoy (Jesus)
I'd be praisin' (Jesus)
Praisin' (Jesus)
'Cause I love my Jesus
I wish I could've been there, oh yeah
On Christmas morning
Seen my Jesus was born
(I wish I could've been there)
I wish I could've been there
On Christmas morning
Seen my Jesus baby was been
I wish I could've been there
On Christmas morning
I'd been praisin' with one of the Wise Men
Yes I would
I'd call Him wonderful (wonderful)
Ooh Counselor (Counselor)
He's the mighty God (Mighty God)
Ooh, Everlasting Father (Everlasting Father)
You're the Prince of Peace (Prince of peace)
You're the mighty God (The Mighty God)
You're so wonderful (Wonderful)
You're my Counselor (Wonderful)
You're so wonderful (Wonderful)
You're my Counselor
(The everlasting Father)
You're the Prince of Peace (Prince of peace)
Ooh, Everlasting Father (Prince of peace)
You're wonderful (Wonderful)
You're so wonderful (Wonderful)
Jesus, You're wonderful (Wonderful)
You're so wonderful (Wonderful)

(Repeat)

It's Your World
Composer(s): Marty Robbins
Performer(s): Marty Robbins



It's your world and your smile turns on my sunshine
You have all the power it takes to make me blue
You control the way I feel both day and night time
It's your world and I'm just passin' through

Let me live, let me live
Let me live in, live in your world
If only for part of the time
There must be, there must be
Oh sweet love, love in your world
'Cause there just isn't any in mine

It's your world and I don't belong in it
Foolishly I keep pretending that I do
From the start you've made it plain that you don't want me
It's your world and I'm just passin' through

For Christ's Sake, It's Christmas
Composer(s): Hank Cochran; Dean Dillon
Performer(s): George Strait



Let there be not one stranger to away in a manger
Let there be not one soul left untold
Let there be not one face unknown to the face of the one
Who will gather the force

For Christ's sake, it's Christmas
So for Christ's sake let everyone know
They all have the choice so lift up your voice
Make sure they know by Christmas Eve
Pray that everyone sees
That we've opened the eyes that were closed
For Christ's sake it's Christmas
And for Christ's sake let everyone know

For Christ's sake, it's Christmas
So for Christ's sake let everyone know
They all have the choice so lift up your voice
Make sure they know by Christmas Eve
Pray that everyone sees
That we've opened the eyes that were closed
For Christ's sake it's Christmas
And for Christ's sake let everyone know

It's Your Turn
Composer(s): John Entwistle
Performer(s): The Who



Up here on the ledge
I'm getting pushed to the edge
People line up behind me to step into my shoes
Up here in the precipice
I'm getting close to my nemesis
People fighting each other to jump into my blues

There's a young kid inside me somewhere
He stays up all night, a vampire that never dies
With the blood and the moon in his eyes
I hear his voice when I'm comin' down
Sleep is for fools, whe never see the sunrise
Who never get to live twice

I was a face in a magazine
When you were still playin' with your plasticine
Now you're doggin' my tail, ridin' the slipstream
You can take the fans and the enemies
The little girls who squeeze and tease
Then pass on their social disease
Go get your penicillin

I know you young and dumb
I know where you're comin' from
Don't know where you're goin' to
But I bin there same as you
You're running out of ideas
And new hats to try on
I know you middle age
Same song, different page
I know what you're goin' through
Made the same mistakes as you
All you want is some hope
And a shoulder to cry on

There's a stranger inside me somewhere
That shadow behind me, don't even look like me
An echoed apology
He's a wolf in sheep disguise
I wake up in places I don't even recognize
Pretender in paradise

It's your turn, step up and take it
If you've got the guts to hang on
You can make
C'mon, c'mon, come on
Ooooh take it!

First Christmas In Love
Composer(s): Janice Kapp Perry
Performer(s): The Perry Family



Are the lights a little brighter this year
Is the snow a little whiter this year
Is the glow from the fireplace
as soft as it seems
It wraps me with happiness
fills me with dreams

Is my step a little quicker this year
Is my heart a little bigger this year
Maybe nothing has changed
but it seems so because
It's my first Christmas In love

There s magic in the music this year
There is joy in every carol I hear
And the sweet Christmas feelings
the sights and the sounds
Are somehow more wonderful
this time around

Is my smile a little brighter this year!
Is the world a little righter this year?
Maybe nothing has changed
but it seems so because
It s my first Christmas in love

All the wonders of Christmas
have been there before
Bur this year it seems to mean
so much more!
It's our first Christmas In love

It's the best Christmas that ever was
Through the years we remember
This season because it
was our first Christmas in love
Spoken "Isn't that the misteltoe?"

It's Your Thing
Composer(s): Ronald Isle; Rudolph Bernard Isley; O'Kelly Isley
First release by: The Isley Brothers - 1969
Covered by multiple other artists



Do what you wanna do
Tell ya 
Who to sock it to
I know it's your thing
You can do what you like
but if you want some good loving don't take all night
I knew it from the start you had a real big heart
Tried to hide what you feel when you shouldn't just chill
You like bein' served with a silver spoon
Well, you met the right guy, never serve too soon
Oh, I like the way you talk when you look in my eye
I can read between the lines, let's go for a ride
If you want me to love you, maybe I will
Believe me woman, it ain't no big deal
Hon' you need love now, just as bad as I do
Makes me no difference, now, who you give your thing to
Ow, it's your thing
Do what you wanna do
Oh, baby I can't tell you
who to sock it to
It's your thing
do what you wanna do
Now, girl I can't tell you, who to sock it to, hey!
It's your thing
Ah, do what you wanna do, do
Baby I can't tell you who to sock it to
It's your thing
Do what you wanna do, do
Now, girl I can't tell you
Who to sock it to
Have no time to run your life
I know you wanna, do, do what's right
Oh, give your love girl to 'ever you choose
How can you lose, uh, with the stuff you use
Oh, it's your thing
Do what you wanna do, do
Girl I can't tell you, who to sock it to
It's your thing, yeah
do what you wanna do
Oh, baby I can't tell you
who to sock it to
It's your, who

First Christmas
Composer(s): Stan Rogers
Performer(s): Stan Rogers;
The Black Family; The McCalmans



This day a year ago
He was rolling in the snow
With a younger brother in his father's yard
Christmas break, a time for touching home
The heart of all he'd known
And leaving was so hard

Three thousand miles away
Now he's working Christmas Day
Making double time for the minding of the store
Well he always said, he'd make it on his own
He's spending Christmas Eve alone
First Christmas away from home

She's standing by the train station
Pan-handling for change
Four more dollars buys a decent meal and a room
Looks like the Sally Ann place after all
In a crowded sleeping hall
That echoes like a tomb

But it's warm and clean and free
And there are worse places to be
At least it means no beating from her Dad
And if she cries because it's Christmas Day
She hopes that it won't show
First Christmas away from home

In the apartment stands a tree
And it looks so small and bare
Not like it was meant to be
Golden angel on the top
It's not that same old silver star
You wanted for your own
First Christmas away from home

In the morning, they get prayers
Then it's crafts and tea downstairs
Then another meal back in his little room
Hoping maybe that "the boys"
Will think to phone before the day is gone
Well, it's best they do it soon

When the "old girl" passed away
He fell apart more every day
Each had always kept the other pretty well
But the kids all said the nursing home was best
Cause he couldn't live alone
First Christmas away from home

In the common room they've got the biggest tree
And it's huge and cold and lifeless
Not like it ought to be
And the lit-up flashing Santa Claus on top
It's not that same old silver star
You once made for your own
First Christmas away from home

For Your Country And My Country
Composer(s): Irving Berlin
Performer(s): George Gershwin; Frances Alda; Irving Berlin



We know you love your land of liberty
We know you love your U.S.A.
But if you want the world to know it
Now's the time to show it
Your Uncle Sammy needs you one and all
Answer to his call

For your country and my country
With millions of real fighting men

It's your duty and my duty
To speak with the sword, not a pen

If Washington were living today
With sword in hand he'd stand up and say

For your country and my country
I'll do it all over again

America has opened up her heart
To ev'ry nationality
And now she asks of ev'ry nation
Their appreciation
It makes no diff'rence now from where you came
We are all the same

The Gift
Composer(s): P. Moore; Ray Scott
Performer(s): Randy Travis



He was born in Bethlehem they say
There was a star to light the path to where He lay
Rich or poor they came from far and near
'Cause they'd all heard the reason He was here

He was the Son God sent to one and all
Put on this earth to hang there on that cross
Born to die so we could live
He had the birthday, we got the gift

They wrapped him up with gentle hands
God hoped the world would understand
Eternal life we shall receive
And all that He asks in return is that we just believe

He was the Son God sent to one and all
Put on this earth to hang there on that cross
Born to die so we could live
He had the birthday, we got the gift

There's no way in this world we could repay
The miracle He gave us on that day

He was the Son God sent to one and all
Put on this earth to hang there on that cross
born to die so we could live
He had the birthday, we got the gift

On our Savior's birthday, we got the gift