I've Loved You All Over The World
Composer(s): Glen Johnson
Performer(s): Hank Williams Jr. 



(I've loved you all over the world)

I've loved you all over the world in every place I've been you were with me and then
There never was anyone but you sweet girl I've loved you all over the world

You still share my pillow each night pressed so close to me sharing each memory
You still keep my mind in the world sweet girl I've loved you all over the world

Carolina Virginia California to Maine from New York to Texas the feeling remains
City sidewalks and each country road sweet girl I've loved you all over the world

(I've loved you all over the world)

Carolina Virginia California to Maine...
I've loved you all over the world sweet girl

Hamburger Concerto: Well Done
Composer(s): Thijs Van Leer
Performer(s): Focus



O kerstnacht, schoner dan de dagen
Hoe kan Herodes het licht verdragen
Dat in uw duisternisse blinkt
En wordt gevierd en aangebeden
Zijn hoogmoed luistert naar geen reden
Hoe schel die in zijn oren klinkt
Hij tracht d'onozelen te vernielen
Door 't doden van onnozele zielen
En wekt een stad en landgeschrei
In Bethlehem en op de akker
En maakt de geest van Rachel wakker
Die waren gaat door beemd en hei

I've Loved These Days
Composer(s): Billy Joel
Performer(s): Billy Joel



Now we take our time, so nonchalant
And spend our nights so bon vivant
We dress our days in silken robes
The money comes
The money goes
We know it's all a passing phase
We light our lamps for atmosphere
And hang out hopes on chandeliers
We're going wrong, we're gaining weight
We're sleeping long and far too late
And so it's time to change our ways
But I've loved these days
Now as we indulge in things refined
We hide our hearts from harder times
A string of pearls, a foreign car
Oh we can only go so far
On caviar and cabernet
We drown our doubts in dry champagne
And soothe our souls with fine cocaine
I don't know why I even care
We get so high and get nowhere
We'll have to change our jaded ways
But I've loved these days
So before we end and then begin
We'll drink a toast to how it's been
A few more hours to be complete
A few more nights on satin sheets
A few more times that I can say
I've loved these days

Hail! Ever Hail



Hail! ever hail! auspicious morn
The brightest since our fall
Mortals, exult! the Saviour's born
O crown him Lord of all!

Down from celestial climes of day
He hastes to tread our ball
Glory illumines all the way
O crown him Lord of all!

Hark! loud hosannahs from the song
The melting airs inthrall
A Saviour angels waft along
And shout him Lord of all

Wrapt in their folded vests of light
They seek the sordid stall
Gaze with emotions of delight
And own him Lord of all

Shepherds, to you a herald flies
Obey the early call
Immanuel in a manger lies
Go crown him Lord of all

He comes, he comes, our world to bless
To ransom every soul
From shades of endless wretchedness
O crown him Lord of all!

The sceptre, robe, and throne prepare
Attend, ye great and small
With acclamations rend the air
And crown him Lord of all

As It Fell Out One May Morning

I've Got Tears In My Ears (From Lyin' On My Back In My Bed While I Cry Over You)
Performer(s): Harold Barlow



I've got tears in my ears from lyin' on my back
In my bed while I cry over you
And the tears in my ears, they're off the beaten track
Since you said "It's goodbye, we are through"
So if I should get water on the brain
You will know you're the one who is to blame
I've got tears in my ears from lyin' on my back
In my bed while I cry over you

I've got tears in my ears from lyin'on my back
In my bed while I cry over you
I've been cryin' these tears and soakin' in my sack
Since the day I found you were untrue
And if I don't get up pretty soon
I'll turn into a sleepy lagoon
I've got tears in my ears from lyin' on my back
In my bed while I cry over you

I've got tears in my ears from lyin' on my back
In my bed while I cry over you
It's been so many years, my sacroiliac
Feels as though it's been soaked through and through
Oh, you lied when you said we'd take the plunge
Now I know how it feels to be a sponge
I've got tears in my ears from lyin' on my back
In my bed while I cry over you

Guten Abend, Gut' Nacht
((English & French Versions: Lullaby Of Love (Nana Mouskouri; Parle-Moi (Nana Mouskouri))
Composer(s): Johannes Brahms
Performer(s): Nana Mouskouri



Guten Abend, gut' Nacht
Mit Rosen bedacht
Mit Näglein besteckt
Schlüpf unter die Deck'
Morgen früh, wenn Gott will
Wirst du wieder geweckt
Morgen früh, wenn Gott will
Wirst du wieder geweckt

Guten Abend, gut' Nacht
Von Englein bewacht
Die zeigen im Traum
Dir Christkindleins Baum
Schlaf nun selig und süß
Schau im Traum 's Paradies
Schlaf nun selig und süß
Schau im Traum 's Paradies

Guten Abend, gut' Nacht
Mit Rosen bedacht
Mit Näglein besteckt
Schlüpf unter die Deck'
Morgen früh, wenn Gott will
Wirst du wieder geweckt
Morgen früh, wenn Gott will
Wirst du wieder geweckt

I've Got So Much To Give
Composer(s): Barry White
Performer(s): Barry White; Walter Chancellor Jr.



Don't do that
Baby, please don't do that
What are you crying for
Is it because you're sad or mad or
Nothing's gonna go wrong
Sometimes we feel inside of us that
That everything we have is only here for today
But every now and then two people get lucky
And find that certain thing that make them want to
Just keep it, just keep it that way
I don't want you to feel that
That you have to go through these changes when
Knowing no way
I know that our love is different
Our lives will be different
Trust me, baby, trust me

Now that I'm here no more tears
Come here, come here
And you won't find things that broke your heart
And blew your mind
Not here, no, not here

And my, oh, my
Girl, can't you see, can't you see that I
I've got so much to give to you, my dear
It's gonna take a lifetime, it's gonna take years

To you my dear I've got so much to give
It's gonna take my lifetime
It's gonna take years and years and years and years

And I'll fill you in your hopes and dreams
Believe me, girl, you got everything
Right here, right here
No one could offer you more
Than the love I have for you in store
It's here, oh, oh, yeah

And my, oh, my
Honey, can't you see, can't you see that I
I got so much to give to you my dear
It's gonna take a lifetime, it's gonna take years

To you my dear I've got so much to give
It's gonna take my lifetime
It's gonna take years and years and years and years

Believe me, baby
We found that certain thing
That certain feeling
That lets two people express themselves how they feel
Let your love flow inside of you
Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, baby

Grown-Up Christmas List
Composer(s): David Foster; Linda Thompson-Jenner
Performer(s): Amy Grant
and multiple other artists



Do you remember me?
I sat upon your knee
I wrote to you with childhood fantasies
Well, I'm all grown up now
But still need help somehow
I'm not a chile but my heart still can dream
So here's my lifelong wish
My grown-up christmas list
Not for myself, but for a world in need
No more lives torn apart
And wars would never start
And time would heal all hearts
Ev'ry one would have a friend
That right would always win
And love would never end
This is my grown-up christmas list...
As children we believed
The grandest sight to see
Was something lovely wrapped beneash the tree
Well, heaven surely knows
That packages and bows
Can never heal a hurting human soul
No more lives torn apart
And wars would never start
And time would heal all hearts
Ev'ry one would have a friend
That right would always win
And love would never end
This is my grown-up christmas list...
What is this illusion called the innocence of youth?
Maybe only in our blind belief can we ever find the truth!
There'd be...
No more lives torn apart
And wars would never start
And time would heal all hearts
Ev'ry one would have a friend
That right would always win
And love would never end
This is my grown-up christmas list
This is my only lifelong wish
This is my Grown-up Christmas List!

I've Got Sand In My Shoes
Composer(s): Arthur Resnick; Kenny Young
Performer(s): The Drifters; Greyhound



Oh, the boardwalk's deserted 
There's nobody down by the sho-o-o-o-ore 
And the ferris wheel ride isn't turning around any m-o-ore-ore-ore 
The heat wave and the crowds are just old new-ooh-ews 
But I've still got some sand in my shoes 

(Sand in my shoes) 
Brings mem'ries of the salty air 
(Sand in my shoes) 
Whoa-uh-oh-oh the blanket that we used to share 
How we fell in love down by the sea-ee 
Come back to me (back to me, back to me) with the sand in my shoes 

Whoa, oh 
When the water was cold 
You would tremble and hold me so ti-i-i-i-ight 
And we'd sit on the beach just to wait for the stars to come out at
night 
The heat wave and the crowds are just old new-ooh-ews 
But I've still got some sand in my shoes 

(Sand in my shoes) 
Oh, brings mem'ries of the salty air 
(Sand in my shoes) 
Whoa-oh-uh-oh the blanket that we used to share 
How we fell in love down by the sea-ee 
Come back to me (back to me, back to me) with the sand in my shoes 

(Sand in my shoes) 
Whoa-uh-oh-oh 
(Sand in my shoes) 
Whoa, la, la, la, la, uh-whoa 
(Sand in my shoes)

Whoa-uh-oh-oh

Grandpa Got Run Over By A Beer Truck 
Composer(s): Lynn Coffey; Jim DeCaire; Joe Potila
Performer(s): Da Yoopers



Grandpa got run over by a beer truck
Coming out of woody's christmas day
Grandma got a job out at the brewery
I never knew that she could drive that way

Grandpa was out drinking with the floozies
Spending all of grandma's hard earned dough
He didn't have enough to pay the bar tab
So woody tossed him out into the snow

Grandpa stood there frozen in the head lights
He looked just as helpless as a deer
I don't think he was afraid of dying
I think he was afraid he'd spill his beer

Grandpa got run over by a beer truck
Coming out of woody's christmas day
Grandma got a job out at the brewery
I never knew that she could drive that way

Who'd have thought he'd end up as a road kill
She flattened him right out on the center line
He could have made it to the curb if he were quicker
But she backed it up and squashed him one more time

Grandma cried and cried at grandma's funeral
Not because we peeled him off the road
All the loot she got from his insurance
Went to pay the bar tab that he owed

Grandpa got run over by a beer truck
Coming out of woody's christmas day
Grandma got a job out at the brewery
I never knew that she could drive that way

I've Got No Strings
Composer(s): Leigh Harline; Ned Washington
First recording: Buddy Clark & Orch. - 1939
Covered by multiple other artists



Pinocchio 
I've got no strings
To hold me down
To make me fret, or make me frown
I had strings
But now I'm free
There are no strings on me

Hi-ho the me-ri-o
That's the only way to go
I want the world to know
Nothing ever worries me

(One sheet music version prints the bridge as this stanza)
Hi-ho the me-ri-o
I'm as happy as can be
I want the world to know
Nothing ever worries me

I've got no strings
So I have fun
I'm not tied up to anyone
They've got strings
But you can see
There are no strings on me

Dutch puppet 
You have no strings
Your arms is free
To love me by the Zuider Zee
Ya, ya, ya
If you would woo
I'd bust my strings for you

French puppet 
You've got no strings
Comme ci comme ca
Your savoire-faire is ooh la la!
I've got strings
But entre nous
I'd cut my strings for you

Russian puppet 
Down where the Volga flows
There's a Russian rendezvous
Where me and Ivan go
But I'd rather go with you, hey!

Grandma Stuffed The Turkey (Then The Turkey Sure Stuffed Us)
Composer(s): Ronald J. Euliano



One day in late November
When the weather's cold and crisp
Our Thanksgiving Dinner at Grandma's
We won't miss
We're counting all our blessings
With that thankful attitude
Who do you think we're kidding?
We're really here for food!

Grandma stuffed the turkey
Then the turkey sure stuffed us
Brussel sprouts, turnips
And her fresh cut asparagus
Her pumpkin and apple pies
Make with her famous crust
Yea, Grandma stuffed the turkey
Then the turkey sure stuffed us

Now Grandma got her apron on
It's the only one she owns
Grandpa carves the turkey
Till there's no meat on the bones
Kids fighting for those drumsticks
And the wishbone to make a wish
With all that commotion
We keep fillin' up our dish

Grandma stuffed the turkey
Then the turkey sure stuffed us
Brussel sprouts, turnips
And her fresh cut asparagus
Her pumpkin and apple pies
Make with her famous crust
Yea, Grandma stuffed the turkey
Then the turkey sure stuffed us

Now the men are off the table
Because the football game is on
The women are in the kitchen
Yea, talking up a storm
The kids are running wild
Wrestling on the floor
The game is finally over
Yea, we can eat some more!

Grandma stuffed the turkey
Then the turkey sure stuffed us
Brussel sprouts, turnips
And her fresh cut asparagus
Her pumpkin and apple pies
Make with her famous crust
Yea, Grandma stuffed the turkey
Then the turkey sure stuffed us

Now things are always changing
But those turkeys stay the same
Our family keeps a growing
And Grandma's glad we came
Adding chairs around the table
Sometime two or three
Now with so many people
There's no leftovers left for me!

Grandma stuffed the turkey
Then the turkey sure stuffed us
Brussel sprouts, turnips
And her fresh cut asparagus
Her pumpkin and apple pies
Make with her famous crust
Yea, Grandma stuffed the turkey
Then the turkey sure stuffed us

I've Got News For You
Composer(s): Ray Alfred
Performer(s): Ray Charles
and multiple other artists



You said before we met
That your life was awful tame
Well, I took you to a night club
And the whole band knew your name 
Oh
Well, baby, baby, baby
I've Got News For You
Oh, somehow your story don't ring true
Well, I've got news for you
Well, you phoned me you'd be late
'Cause you took the wrong express
And then you walked in smiling
With your lipstick all a mess
Oh, let me say to you little mama
Wo, I've Got News for you
Ah, your story don't ring true lil girl
Yeah, I've got news for you

Oh, you wore a diamond watch
Claimed it was from Uncle Joe
When I looked at the inscription
It said love from Daddy-O
Oh, well baby, wo lil girl, I wanna say
I've Got News For You
Ah, if you think that jive will do
Let me tell you, oh
I've Got News For You
Well, somehow your story don't ring true
Wo, I've Got News For You

Grandma Got Run Over By A Reindeer
(Dutch Version: Bomma Is Overreeje Deur De Kerstman)
Composer(s): Randy Brooks
Performer(s): Elmo & Patsy
and multiple other artists



Grandma got run over by a reindeer 
Walking home from our house Christmas eve
You can say there's no such thing as Santa
But as for me and Grandpa, we believe

She'd been drinkin' too much egg nog
And we'd begged her not to go
But she'd left her medication 
So she stumbled out the door into the snow

When they found her Christmas mornin'
At the scene of the attack
There were hoof prints on her forehead
And incriminatin' Claus marks on her back

Grandma got run over by a reindeer
Walkin' home from our house Christmas eve
You can say there's no such thing as Santa
But as for me and Grandpa, we believe

Now were all so proud of Grandpa
He's been takin' this so well
See him in there watchin' football
Drinkin' beer and playin' cards with cousin Mel

It's not Christmas without Grandma
All the family's dressed in black 
And we just can't help but wonder 
Should we open up her gifts or send them back?

Grandma got run over by a reindeer
Walkin' home from our house Christmas eve
You can say there's no such thing as Santa
But as for me and Grandpa, we believe

Now the goose is on the table 
And the pudding made of fig
And a blue and silver candle
That would just have matched the hair in Grandma's wig

I've warned all my friends and neighbours
Better watch out for yourselves" 
They should never give a license
To a man who drives a sleigh and plays with elves

Grandma got run over by a reindeer
Walkin' home from our house, Christmas eve
You can say there's no such thing as Santa 
But as for me and Grandpa, we believe

Caribbean Medley
(Traditional)
Performer(s): Donnie McClurkin



I've got my mind made up and I won't turn back
Because I want to see my Jesus someday
I've got my mind made up and I won't turn back
Because I want to see my Jesus someday
Goodbye world, I stay no longer with you
Goodbye pleasures of sin, I stay no longer with you
I've made up my mind to go God's way the rest of my life
I've made up my mind to go God's way the rest of my life
Born, born, born again Thank God, I'm born again
Born, born, born again Thank God, I'm born again
Born of the water, spirit and the blood
Thank God, I'm born again
Born of the water, spirit and the blood
Thank God, I'm born again
I've got my mind made up and I won't turn back
Because I want to see my Jesus someday
I've got my mind made up and I won't turn back
Because I want to see my Jesus someday
I am under the rock, The rock that's higher than I
Jehovah hide me, I am under the rock
Go tell my enemies, I am under the rock
Jehovah hide me, I am under the rock
Jesus name so sweet, Emanuel name so sweet
Jesus name so sweet, Emanuel name so sweet
Jesus name so sweet, Emanuel name so sweet
Jesus name so sweet, Emanuel name so sweet
Every rock, me rock upon Jesus Jesus' name so sweet
Every rock, me rock upon Jesus Jesus' name so sweet
I've got my mind made up and I won't turn back
Because I want to see my Jesus someday
I've got my mind made up and I won't turn back
Because I want to see my Jesus someday
Oh, I want to see Him, look upon His face
There, to sing forever of His saving grace
On the streets of glory let me lift my voice
All my cares are past, home at last, ever to rejoice
I've got my mind made up and I won't turn back
Because I want to see my Jesus someday
I've got my mind made up and I won't turn back
Because I want to see my Jesus someday
Fire, fire, fire Fire fall on me
On the day of Pentecost, the fire fall on me
On the day of Pentecost, the fire fall on me
I've got my mind made up and I won't turn back
Because I want to see my Jesus someday
I've got my mind made up and I won't turn back
Because I want to see my Jesus someday
Goodbye world, I stay no longer with you
Goodbye pleasures of sin, I stay no longer with you
I've made up my mind to go God's way the rest of my life
I've made up my mind to go God's way the rest of my life
Born, born, born again Thank God, I'm born again
Born, born, born again Thank God, I'm born again
Born of the water, spirit and the blood
Thank God, I'm born again
Born of the water, spirit and the blood
Thank God, I'm born again
I've got my mind made up and I won't turn back
Because I want to see my Jesus someday
I've got my mind made up and I won't turn back
Because I want to see my Jesus someday
I am under the rock, The rock that's higher than I
Jehovah hide me, I am under the rock
Go tell my enemies, I am under the rock
Jehovah hide me, I am under the rock
Jesus name so sweet, Emanuel name so sweet
Jesus name so sweet, Emanuel name so sweet
Jesus name so sweet, Emanuel name so sweet
Jesus name so sweet, Emanuel name so sweet
Every rock, me rock upon Jesus Jesus' name so sweet
Every rock, me rock upon Jesus Jesus' name so sweet
I've got my mind made up and I won't turn back
Because I want to see my Jesus someday
I've got my mind made up and I won't turn back
Because I want to see my Jesus someday
Oh, I want to see Him, look upon His face
There, to sing forever of His saving grace
On the streets of glory let me lift my voice
All my cares are past, home at last, ever to rejoice
I've got my mind made up and I won't turn back
Because I want to see my Jesus someday
I've got my mind made up and I won't turn back
Because I want to see my Jesus someday
Fire, fire, fire Fire fall on me
On the day of Pentecost, the fire fall on me
On the day of Pentecost, the fire fall on me

Good Old Fashioned Country Christmas
Composer(s): Buck Owens; Earl Ball
Performer(s): Buck Owens



We're packin' up our clothes and we're goin'
We're headin' out to some place where it's snowin'
Cause for you and for me and the kids there's gonna be
A good old fashioned country Christmas

Some folks enjoy Christmas in the city
To them downtown shopping seems all pretty
But for you and for me and the kids there's gonna be
A good old fashioned country Christmas

Well we'll chop some fire wood and pop some popcorn for the Christmas tree
We'll hang our stockings on the meadow there for ol' Saint Nick to see
And when our happy holydays have ended we'll head back to the city quite contented
With our hearts full of peace and with happy memories
Of a good old fashioned country Christmas

Well we'll chop some fire wood and pop some popcorn for the Christmas tree
We'll hang our stockings on the meadow there for ol' Saint Nick to see
And when our happy holydays have ended we'll head back to the city quite contented
With our hearts full of peace and with happy memories
Of a good old fashioned country Christmas

I love the good old fashioned country Christmas

I've Got My Love To Keep Me Warm
Composer(s): Irving Berlin
First performance/First release by: Dick Powell & Alice Faye/Billy Holiday - 1937
Covered by multiple other artists



The snow is snowing, the wind is blowing
But I can weather the storm
What do I care how much it may storm
I've got my love to keep me warm

I can't remember a worse December
Just watch those icicles form
What do I care if icicles form
I've got my love to keep me warm

Off with my overcoat, off with my glove
I need no overcoat, I'm burning with love

My heart's on fire, the flame grows higher
So I will weather the storm
What do I care how much it may storm
I've got my love to keep me warm

Good Morning Blues
Composer(s): Eddie Durham - Count Basie - Jimmy Rushing
Performer(s): Ella Fitzgerald
and multiple other artists



Good morning blues
Blues how do you do
Good morning blues
Blues how do you do
Babe, I feel alright
But I come to worry you

Baby, it's Christmas time
And I wanna see Santa Claus
Baby, it's Christmas time
And I wanna see Santa Claus
Don't show me, my pretty baby
I'll break all of the laws

Santa Claus, Santa Claus
Listen to my plea
Santa Claus, Santa Claus
Listen to my plea
Don't send me nothing for Christmas
But my baby back to me

I’ve Got My Fingers Crossed
Composer(s): Ted Koehler; Jimmy McHugh
Performer(s): Louis Armstrong
and multiple other artists



I’ve got my fingers crossed
Not that I’m superstitious
I’m afraid it’s too good to be true
I’ve got my fingers crossed
No wonder I’m suspicious
I’m so gay, and the skies are much too blue

Don’t want no trouble with Old Man Trouble
And that goes double
On account of, because I’m in love again

This thrill is so delicious
I’m afraid it’s too good to be true

Haven’t you heard what happened?
Give you my word, it happened
Like a thunderbolt it came from out of nowhere
I only know it’s heaven 
How did I throw that seven?
There’s only one thing more
Maybe it won’t last long

I’ve got my fingers crossed
Not that I’m superstitious
I’m afraid it’s too good to be true
I’ve got my fingers crossed
No wonder I’m suspicious
I’m so gay, and the skies are much too blue

Don’t want no trouble with Old Man Trouble
And that goes double
On account of, because I’m in love again

This thrill is so delicious
I’m afraid it’s too good to be true

Good King Wenceslas
(Traditional)



Good King Wenceslas looked out
on the feast of Stephen
when the snow lay round about
deep and crisp and even
Brightly shown the moon that night
though the frost was cruel
when a poor man came in sight
gathering winter fuel

Hither, page, and stand by me
If thou know it telling
yonder peasant, who is he?
Where and what his dwelling?
Sire, he lives a good league hence
underneath the mountain
right against the forest fence
by Saint Agnes fountain

Bring me flesh, and bring me wine
Bring me pine logs hither
Thou and I will see him dine
when we bear them thither
Page and monarch, forth they went
forth they went together
through the rude wind's wild lament
and the bitter weather

Sire, the night is darker now
and the wind blows stronger
Fails my heart, I know not how
I can go no longer
Mark my footsteps my good page
tread thou in them boldly
Thou shalt find the winter's rage
freeze thy blood less coldly

In his master's step he trod
where the snow lay dented
Heat was in the very sod
which the saint had printed
Therefore, Christian men, be sure
wealth or rank possessing
ye who now will bless the poor
shall yourselves find blessing