Will There Be Any Stars?
Composer(s): John R. Sweeney; Eliza E. Hewitt
Performer(s): Alison Krauss
and multiple other artists



I am thinking today of that beautiful land
I shall reach when the sun goeth down
When through wonderful grace by my Savior I stand
Will there be any stars in my crown?

Will there be any stars, any stars in my crown
When at evening the sun goeth down?
When I wake with the blessed in the mansions of rest
Will there be any stars in my crown?

In the strength of the Lord let me labor and pray
Let me watch as a winner of souls
That bright stars may be mine in the glorious day
When His praise like the sea billow rolls

Will there be any stars, any stars in my crown
When at evening the sun goeth down?
When I wake with the blessed in the mansions of rest
Will there be any stars in my crown?

O, what joy it will be when His face I behold
Living gems at his feet to lay down
It would sweeten my bliss in the city of gold
Should there be any stars in my crown

Will there be any stars, any stars in my crown
When at evening the sun goeth down?
When I wake with the blessed in the mansions of rest
Will there be any stars in my crown?

Once In Royal David's City
Composer(s): Cecil Frances Humphreys Alexander;
"Irby" Henry John Gauntlett)
Performer(s): Petula Clark;
and various other artists



Once in royal David's city 
Stood a lowly cattle-shed 
Where a mother laid her Baby 
In a manger for His bed
Mary was that mother mild
Jesus Christ her little child

He came down to earth from heaven
Who is God and Lord of all
And His shelter was a stable
And His cradle was a stall
With the poor, and mean, and lowly
Lived on earth our Saviour holy

Jesus is our childhood's pattern
Day by day like us He grew
He was little, weak, and helpless
Tears and smiles, like us, He knew
And He feeleth for our sadness
And He shareth in our gladness 

And our eyes at last shall see Him
Through His own redeeming love
For that Child so dear and gentle 
Is our Lord in heav'n above
And He leads His children on 
To the place where He is goneOnce in royal David's city 
Stood a lowly cattle-shed 
Where a mother laid her Baby 
In a manger for His bed
Mary was that mother mild
Jesus Christ her little child

He came down to earth from heaven
Who is God and Lord of all
And His shelter was a stable
And His cradle was a stall
With the poor, and mean, and lowly
Lived on earth our Saviour holy

Jesus is our childhood's pattern
Day by day like us He grew
He was little, weak, and helpless
Tears and smiles, like us, He knew
And He feeleth for our sadness
And He shareth in our gladness 

And our eyes at last shall see Him
Through His own redeeming love
For that Child so dear and gentle 
Is our Lord in heav'n above
And He leads His children on 
To the place where He is gone

Say What
Composer(s): Jesse Winchester
Performer(s): Jesse Winchester



Hey girl say hey
Say what a watcha say
Hey girl say hey
Say what

The latest news is somewhat depressing
The latest figures are a li'l bit distressing
So what you say can we let it slide for a day darlin'
What you say

I get the word from Arthur my broker
He says "sell it all son and stick to poker"
So what you say if we let it slide for a day darlin'
What you say

What's the big rush
What's the big hurry
We've all the time in the world for the worry
We'll tell the world that we'll meet 'em on Sunday
Then we don't show up until Monday, alright

I don't sweat it that much as a rule
But lately it's been rough keeping cool
So hey what you say if we let it slide for a day darlin'
What you say

The daily grind is getting me frantic
'Cause I see myself as a laid-back romantic
So hey what you say if we let it slide for a day girl
Oh what you say

On This Day
Composer(s): Michael Patrick Heeney; David Scarlett
Performer(s): Reba McEntire; Omaha



The kids were up before dawn this morning
Right to the Christmas tree they ran
Called up the stairs for us to hurry
Wait for this day for about as long as they could stand

While trading presents the little one asks me
Why do we have Christmas each year
I said long ago a child was born this day
He's a gift more precious then all you see here

'Cause on this day
A child was born
In the town of Bethlehem
And on this day
God sent his son to bring peace and goodwill
To all men
Oh on this day we call Christmas
We honor his name
On this day 
We recall all the reasons he came
On this day
On this day

Grandma and Grandpa arrived after breakfast
The rest of the gang by noon
We spent the day watching football and breaking in toys
Helping out in the kitchen 
Catching up on old news

When the dinner bell rang
We all took our places
Grandpa said who wants to say grace
Before anyone else could utter a word
Oh the little one bowed her head
And she started to say

'Cause on this day
A child was born
In the town of Bethlehem
And on this day
God sent his son to bring peace and goodwill
To all men
Oh on this day we call Christmas
We honor his name
On this day 
We recall all the reasons he came
On this day
On this day

Oh on this day we call Christmas
We honor his name
On this day 
We recall all the reasons he came
On this day
On this day

Say That We're Sweethearts Again
Composer(s): Brent
Performer(s): Dorothy Shay



Life used to be a gay thing
A filled with happiness, night and day thing
It was something to have and to hold
But it seems that your love grew cold

I never knew that our romance had ended
Until you poisoned my food
And I thought it was a lie
When you kicked me in the pie
But now I think it was rude

I never knew that our romance had finished
Until that bottle hit my head
Though I tried to be aloof
When you pushed me off the roof
I feel our romance is dead

It wouldn't have been so bad if you'd told me
That someone had taken my place
But no, you didn't even scold me
You just tried to disfigure my face

You'll never know how my poor heart is breaking
It looks so helpless, but then
Life used to be so classic
Won't you please put back that acid
And say that w're sweethearts again

Oh, how well I remember
That night in Bridgeport
That was the night you gave me the hotfoot
I thought that there was sort of a strange look in your eyes
But you smiled, and well, it made everything alright
Then there was the time we went canoeing
And you set fire to my dress
You said you pushed me overboard to put out the flame
But I never quite understood why you held me under water so long
Now, I've never met this girl who's taking my place
But I wish you all the happiness in the world
And if there's anything I can do
You know you can always reach me in room number 304
In the General Hospital
Farewell, my sweet

You'll never know how my poor heart is breaking
It looks so helpless, but then
My love can go just so far
Won't you please put down that crow bar
And say that we're sweethearts again

On Christmas Morning
Composer(s): David Foster; Kenny Loggins
Performer(s): Kenny Loggins; Michael McDonald



Ol' December's here at last
Time for celebration
Christmas present, Christmas past
Tumble down together like the snow
What a show
Now the snowman Karen made
Is melting by the roadside
On the wind a serenade
Of children's voices singing I believe
I believe in love, I believe

On Christmas morning
You awaken with a smile
You hold me in your arms
We watch the snowflakes fly
And then you love me
And I realize how sweet a life can be
All the memories
Coming back again this year

Sentimental melodies
Surround me like an old friend
Spent a winter here with me
Silently we watched the seasons change
And they change so fast
Fade away

On Christmas morning
You awaken with a smile
You hold me in your arms
We watch the snowflakes fly
And then you love me
And I realize how sweet a life can be
All the memories will always take me back
Hold me back in time

On Christmas morning
You awaken with a smile
You hold me in your arms
We watch the snowflakes fly
And then you love me
And I realize how sweet a life can be
Oh, the memories will always take me back in time
To Christmas morning
On Christmas morning

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 won’t cost a thing
You’ll find what happiness a gentle word can bring

You can’t hide those love words inside you
And still keep the one you adore
So, say something sweet to your sweetheart
And you’ll be sweethearts forever more 

Say something sweet to your sweetheart
Tell her how much you care
Say something sentimental, it won’t cost a thing
You’ll find what happiness a gentle word can bring

On A Snowy Christmas Night
Composer(s): Stanley Gelber
First recording/First release by: Elvis Presley - 1971



Midnight prayers so softly whispered in
A Cathedral's candle light
Bring the message of the holidays
On a snowy Christmas night

Holly wreaths and hidden mistletoe
Symbols of the seasons might
Joyful faces everywhere you go
On a snowy Christmas night

Give thanks for all you've been blessed with
And hold your loved ones tight
For you know the Lord's been good to you
On a snowy Christmas night

Mother Nature wears a bridal gown
For the world is dressed in white
There's a silent glow that fills the earth
On a snowy Christmas night

For you know the Lord's been good to you
On a snowy Christmas night

Say Maybe
Composer(s): Neil Diamond
Performer(s): Neil Diamond



Why make me plead
for what I need
and I need you

Why, why make me weep
cry in my sleep
cause I need you

Say maybe
Won't you even say sometime, baby
won't you say lovin' words again

Say baby
Don't you know I'm a fool about you
If I tried, I could live without you
for maybe a day (maybe a day)

I, I've been around 
finally found
and I need you

and I, I know what I got
and I got a lot
But baby I need you

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

Say It With Music 
Composer(s): Irving Berlin
Performer(s): Dick Haymes
and multiple other artists



Say it with music
Beautiful music
Somehow they’d rather be kissed
To the strains of Chopin or Liszt

A melody mellow
Played on a cello
Helps Mister Cupid along
So say it with a beautiful song

A melody mellow
Played on a cello
Helps Mister Cupid along
So say it with a beautiful song

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): Irving Berlin
Performer(s): Julie London



Say it isn't so
Everyone is saying
You don't love me
Say it isn't so

Everywhere I go
Everyone I know

Whispers that you're growing tired of me
Say it isn't so
People say that you

Found somebody new
And it won't be long
Before you leave me
Say it isn't true

Say that everything is still okay
That's all I want to know

And what they're saying
Say it isn't so

Old Days, Old Times, Old Friends
Composer(s): Ray Parker
Performer(s): Freddy Cole



Holidays when they're near
Bring back thoughts we hold dear
Of old days, of old times and old friends

With each gift that is bought
Sent with it tender thoughts
Of old days, of old times and old friends

Wishing you the best is not enough on such a day
So I pray that you
Find all in life that's bright and gay

It's that time of the year
When each heart sheds a tear
For old days, for old times and old friends

It's that time of the year
When each heart sheds a tear
For old days, for old times and old friends
For old days, for old times and old friends

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

Say It Every Day
Composer(s): J. Watson; E. Mckay
Performer(s): Reggie Goff



When you're in love it's wonderful
Remember to keep it that way
Tell her you think she's wonderful
Say it every day

Nothing is so deplorable
To find love and throw it away
Tell her that she's adorable
Say it every day

Don't take her love for granted
Although you may know it is there
Each little seed that's planted
Needs such tender care

You know your love will never die
But she may not see it that way
So tell her your love will never die
Say it every day

You know your love will never die
But she may not see it that way
So tell her your love will never die
Say it every day
Won't you say it every day

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