Retro-Songteksten: Evergreens, Classics, Old-Time Favourites, Hits Uit Onze Jeugd
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Say Something Sweet To Your Sweetheart Composer(s): Sid Tepper; Roy C. Bennett Performer(s): Jo Stafford & Gordon McRae and multiple other artists
Say something sweet to your sweetheart Tell her how much you care Say something sentimental, it wont cost a thing Youll find what happiness a gentle word can bring
You cant hide those love words inside you And still keep the one you adore So, say something sweet to your sweetheart And youll be sweethearts forever more
Say something sweet to your sweetheart Tell her how much you care Say something sentimental, it wont cost a thing Youll find what happiness a gentle word can bring
Old Toy Trains - 1967 (aka Little Toy Trains - 1987)
((French Version: Petit Garçon - 2000)
Composer(s): Roger Miller
First recording/First release by: Roger Miller - 1967
Covered by multiple other artists
Old toy trains, little toy tracks Little toy drums coming from a sack Carried by a man dressed in white and red Little boy, don't you think it's time you were in bed?
Close your eyes Listen to the skies All is calm, all is well Soon you'll hear Kris Kringle and the jingle bells
Bringin' old toy trains, little toy tracks Little toy drums coming from a sack Carried by a man dressed in white and red Little boy, don't you think it's time you were in bed?
Close your eyes Listen to the skies All is calm, all is well Soon you'll hear Kris Kringle and the jingle bells
Bringin' old toy trains, little toy tracks Little toy drums coming from a sack Carried by a man dressed in white and red Little boy, don't you think it's time you were in bed?
Say Man Composer(s): Ellas McDaniel Performer(s): Bo Diddley
(Alternate lines spoken by Bo Diddley and Jerome Green):
Say man What's that boy? I want to tell you 'bout your girlfriend What about my girl? Well, you don't look strong enough to take the message I'm strong enough I might hurt your feelings My feelings are already hurt by being here with you Well, I was walking down the street with your girl the other day Ah-ha And the wind was blowin' real hard Is that right? And the wind blew her hair into my face Ah-ha You know what else happened? What happened? The wind blew her hair into her face Yeh? And we went a little further; you wanna hear the rest of it? I might as well The wind blew her hair into the street! Ok; since you told me about my girl, I'm gonna tell you about yours I was walking down the street with your girl Yes? I took her home, for a drink, you know Took her home? Yeh, jus' for a drink Oh But that chick looked so ugly, she had to sneak up on the glass to get a drink of water! You've got the nerve to call somebody ugly why you so ugly the stork that brought you in the world oughta be arrested! That's alright; my momma didn't have to put a sheet on my head so sleep could slip up on me! Look-a here! What's that? Where are you from? South America What's that? South America You don't look like no South American to me I'm still from South America What part? South Texas! Where are your workin' boots at? I've got 'em on Those aren't no boots you got on; those broguettes! Hey, look-a here! What's that? I've bin tryin' to figure out what you is I already figured out what You is! What's that? You that thing I throw peanuts at! Look-a here! What's that? You should be ashamed of yourself Why? Calling people ugly I didn't call you ugly What you say? I said you was ruined, that's all! You know somethin'? What? You look like you've bin whooped with a ugly-stick! Hey! I ain't got nothin' to do with it, but I beat the fellah right...!
Old Sam's Christmas Pudding Composer(s): Marriott Edgar Performer(s): Stanley Holloway
It was Christmas Day in the trenches In Spain in Penninsular War And Sam Small were cleaning his musket A thing as he'd ne're done before
They'd had 'em inspected that morning And Sam had got into disgrace For when sergeant had looked down the barrel A sparrow flew out in his face
The sergeant reported the matter To Lieutenant Bird then and there Said Lieutenant 'How very disgusting' The Duke must be told of this 'ere'
The Duke were upset when he heard He said, 'I'm astonished, I am I must make a most drastic example There'll be no Christmas pudding for Sam'
When Sam were informed of his sentence Surprise, rooted him to the spot 'Twas much worse than he had expected He though as he'd only be shot
And so he sat cleaning his musket And polishing barrel and butt While the pudding his mother had sent him Lay there in the mud at his foot
Now the centre that Sam's lot were holding Ran around a place called Badajoz Where the Spaniards had put up a bastion And ooh...! what a bastion it was
They pounded away all the morning With canister, grape shot and ball But the face of the bastion defied them They made no impression at all
They started again after dinner Bombarding as hard as they could And the Duke brought his own private cannon But that weren't a ha'pence o' good
The Duke said, 'Sam, put down thy musket And help me lay this gun true' Sam answered, 'You'd best ask your favours From them as you give pudding to'
The Duke looked at Sam so reproachful 'And don't take it that way,' said he 'Us Generals have got to be ruthless It hurts me more than it did thee'
Sam sniffed at these words kind of sceptic Then looked down the Duke's private gun And said 'We'd best put in two charges We'll never bust bastion with one'
He tipped cannon ball out of muzzle He took out the wadding and all He filled barrel chock full of powder Then picked up and replaced the ball
He took a good aim at the bastion Then said 'Right-o, Duke, let her fly' The cannon nigh jumped off her trunnions And up went the bastion, sky high
The Duke, he weren't 'alf elated He danced around trench full of glee And said, 'Sam, for this gallant action You can hot up your pudding for tea'
Sam looked 'round to pick up his pudding But it wasn't there, nowhere about In the place where he thought he had left it Lay the cannon ball he'd just tipped out
Sam saw in a flash what 'ad happened By an unprecedented mishap The pudding his mother had sent him Had blown Badajoz off map
That's why fuisilliers wear to this moment A badge which they think's a grenade But they're wrong... it's a brass reproduction Of the pudding Sam's mother once made
Old Fashioned Christmas Composer(s): Jimmy Martin; Paul Williams Performer(s): Jimmy Martin
I can see the holly in the window Decorations on the tree Stockings hung by the fireplace Hung there with tenderness and glee Soon old santa will be coming There'll be lots of presents neath the tree Back home at this old fashion Christmas The whole family will make it complete
Yes this time of year is rather special to me When the snow whitens the mountains The valleys and the trees Memories form a picture in my mind from days of old Of an old fashion Christmas And the family together back at home I can see my sisters and my brothers, John & Roy Everyone so happy and all so full of joy
Daddy and mother admire each one of us so dear And the children are playing together And all of them so full of cheer Yes this memory of home in my heart Is a memory that time will never take away Because it lives all over again each year on Christmas day
So let me say to you, If you are home or faraway I hope you'll have an old fashion Christmas And a Happy New Year's Day Soon old santa will be coming There'll be lots of presents neath the tree Back home at this old fashion Christmas The whole family will make it complete
Say It Isn't So Composer(s): Daryl Hall Performer(s): Hall & Oates
[Say it] [Say it isn't so] [Say it] [Say it isn't so]
Say it isn't so painful to tell me that you're dissatisfied Last time I asked you I really got a lame excuse I know that you lied Now wicked things can happen...you see 'em goin' down in war But when you play in a quiet way that bites it even more [Say it] Tell me what you want yeah I'll do it baby I promise right now [Say it] Who propped you up when you were stopped Low motivation had you on the ground I know your first reaction you slide away hide away goodbye But if there's a doubt maybe I can give out a thousand reasons why You have to say it isn't so... [it isn't so] I say it isn't so [it isn't so] I say it isn't so [it isn't so] I say it isn't so [it isn't so] [Say it] We like to be the strangers at the party, two rebels in a shell [Say it] You like to move with the best of them you know we move so well Don't need someone to lean on. I know that there's an open door But if I'm faced with being replaced I want you even more So baby say it isn't so...
[it isn't so] I say it isn't so [it isn't so] I say it isn't so [it isn't so] I say it isn't so [it isn't so] [Say it] [Say it isn't so] [Say it] [Say it isn't so]
Why you gonna go do you hafta say you wanna go Ooh ooh baby say it isn't... [Say it isn't] Say say say it isn't [say it isn't] so [so say it isn't] Why do you have to say it isn't [say it isn't] so [say it isn't] so [so say it isn't] I know it's so hard for you... [say it isn't] so hard [say it isn't] Don't say baby [so say it isn't] There must be some other way Don't have to [Say it isn't] Some other way [so say it isn't] aah You don't have to say [say it isn't] Oh don't you say [so say it isn't] Oh you know I want to make you ...
(It Must've Been Ol') Santa Claus Composer(s): Harry Connick Jr. Performer(s): Harry Connick Jr.
I think I saw ol' Santa through my window Christmas eve My eyes were really droopy but I really do believe It must've been ol' Santa 'cause I saw his big red hat And I know my mom and dad can't fly like that!
And then I heard some footsteps in the hall outside my door The same ol' Christmas trick my dad had played since I was four He stands outside my bedroom yelling "Ho! Ho! Ho!" because He knows I don't believe in Santa Claus
I think my daddy sees me Peeking from my door But he pretends he's Santa anyway Every year he tries to fool me But I'm a big boy now I don't believe in Santa or his sleigh No way!
So I went back to my bed and I curled up nice and tight I stared out my window and looked into the night And then, all of a sudden, through my window I could see Santa Claus was flying by and smiling at me
Santa Claus, Santa Claus It must've been ol' Santa Claus Santa Claus, Santa Claus Happy "Ho! Ho! Ho!" to you
Oíche Chiúin
((Adapted from: Stille Nacht! Heilige Nacht! (German Version) (Joseph Mohr, Franz Gruber) - 1818))
Composer(s): Joseph Mohr - Franz Gruber
Performer(s): Enya
Versions In Other Languages:
Astro Del Ciel (Andrea Bocelli)
Cicha Noc (Katarzyna Groniec & Michael Bajor)
Douce Nuit, Sainte Nuit (Jack Lantier)
Glade Jul (Danish Version)
Glade Jul (Norwegian Version)
Noche De Paz, Noche De Fe (Raphael)
Po La'i E (Hawaiian Version)
Silent Night, Hallowed Night (Elsie Baker)
Stille Nacht! Heilige Nacht! (Dutch Version)
Stilla Natt (Carola)
Stille Nag (South-African)
Oíche Chiúin, oíche Mhic Dé Cách na suan go héiri an lae Dís is dílse ag faire le spéis Glór binn aingeal le clos insan aer Críost ag teacht ar an saol Críost ag teacht ar an saol
Oíche Chiúin, oíche Mhic Dé Aoirí ar dtús a chuala an scéal Alleluia aingeal ag glaoch Cantain suairc i ngar is i gcéin Críost ár Slánaitheoir féin Críost ár Slánaitheoir féin
Say It (Over And Over Again) Composer(s): Frank Loesser; Jimmy McHugh Performer(s): Ellen Drew, Virginia Dale, Lillian Cornell and multiple other artists
Say it over and over again, over and over again Never stop saying you're mine Say it, ever and ever so sweet, ever and ever so sweet Just like an old valentine When you say I love you, the same old I love you They whisper in stories and plays You can change I love you, the same old I love you To oh such a heavenly phrase So say it softly and gently and then, over and over again Never stop saying you're mine
Oh, What A Merry Christmas Day Composer(s): Frederick Searles; Irwin Kostal Performer(s): Walt Disney
Oh, what a merry christmas day Hear the joyous music play Bells are ringing choirs singing
Oh, what a merry christmas day sharing the season of good cheer with the ones we hold so dear friendly faces, warm embraces
Oh, what a merry christmas day snowflakes covered country lanes Jack Frost painted window panes twinkling stars on christmas trees
oh, what happy memories gathered 'round a fireplace fam'lies filled with love and grace from peaceful ember's glow blessed Yuletide spirits grow grow and grow grow and grow
Joy to the children far and near what a won'drous time of year isn't is just grand to say merry, merry christmas merry, merry christmas Oh, what a merry christmas day!
Say I Won't Be There Composer(s): Tom Springfield Performer(s): The Springfields
Call the boys and tell them Say I won't be there You can tell them I'm not going anywhere Yesterday was dreaming But my dream came tumbling down
Call the boys and tell them Say I won't be there If you see my darling out there in the crowd Say I still remember promises we vowed Yesterday was dreaming But my dream came tumbling down
Call the boys and tell them Say I won't be there Bring me back my darling Be my friend for life I don't want no new lover I just want a true lover
Call the boys and tell them I won't spoil their fun Everyone there dancing But I'm the lonely one Yesterday was dreaming But my dream came tumbling down
Call the boys and tell them Say I won't be there Bring me back my darling Be my friend for life Oh, I don't want no new lover I just want a true lover
Call the boys and tell them I won't spoil their fun Everyone there dancing But I'm the lonely one Yesterday was dreaming But my dream came tumbling down
Call the boys and tell them Say I won't be there I won't be there
Say I Am (What I Am) Performer(s): Tommy James & The Shondells; Stu Mitchell; The Fireballs
(oh, ah, oh, ah) If your lookin' for a lovin' man A lovin' man Say, say I am
If your lookin' for a huggin' man A huggin' man Say, say I am
If your lookin' for a kissin' man A kissin' man Say, say I am
Weeeell, if your lookin' for dancin' man A dancin' man Say, say I am
Ooooh yea (Shake it baby up) Come on an (Shake it baby up) Come on an (Shake it baby up) Come on an (Shake it baby up) Come on an
Whooooh yea (Shake it baby up, Shake it baby up) Come on an (Shake it, shake it, shake it, shake it) Come on an (Shake it, shake it, shake it, shake it) Come on an (Shake it, shake it, shake it, shake it) Come on an
O Tannenbaum (English, French, & Italian Versions: Oh Christmas Tree; Mon Beau Sapin; L'albero Di Natale) Composer(s): A. Goraguer; J.A.C. Zarnack; E. Anschütz Performer(s): Nana Mouskouri
O Tannenbaum, o Tannenbaum Wie treu sind deine Blätter Du grünst nicht nur zur Sommerzeit Nein auch im Winter wenn es schneit O Tannenbaum, o Tannenbaum Wie treu sind deine Blätter
O Tannenbaum, o Tannenbaum Du kannst mir sehr gefallen Wie oft hat nicht zur Weihnachtszeit Ein Baum von dir mich hoch erfreut O Tannenbaum, o Tannenbaum Du kannst mir sehr gefallen
O Tannenbaum, o Tannenbaum Dein Kleid will mich was lehren Die Hoffnung und Beständigkeit Gibt Mut und Kraft zu jeder Zeit O Tannenbaum, o Tannenbaum Dein Kleid will mich was lehren