Retro-Songteksten: Evergreens, Classics, Old-Time Favourites, Hits Uit Onze Jeugd
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The Peace Carol Composer(s): Bob Beers Performer(s): John Denver; and various other artists
The garment of life, be it tattered and torn The cloak of the soldier is weathered and worn But what Child is this that was poverty-born The peace of Christmas Day
The branch that bears the bright holly The dove that rests in yonder tree The light that shines for all to see The peace of Christmas Day
The hope that has slumbered for two thousand years A promise that silenced a thousand fears A faith that can hobble an ocean of tears The peace of Christmas Day
The branch that bears the bright holly The dove that rests in yonder tree The light that shines for all to see The peace of Christmas Day
Add all the grief that people may bear Total the strife and the trouble and care Put them in columns and leave them right there The peace of Christmas Day
The branch that bears the bright holly The dove that rests in yonder tree The light that shines for all to see The peace of Christmas Day
The branch that bears the bright holly The dove that rests in yonder tree The light that shines for all to see The peace of Christmas Day
Short People (Dutch Version: Fordbazen - 2003) Composer(s): Randy Newman First release by: Randy Newman - 1977 Covered by multiple other artists
Short People got no reason Short People got no reason Short People got no reason To live
They got little hands And little eyes And they walk around Tellin' great big lies They got little noses And tiny little teeth They wear platform shoes On their nasty little feet
Well, I don't want no Short People Don't want no Short People Don't want no Short People Round here
Short People are just the same As you and I (A Fool Such As I) All men are brothers Until the day they die (It's A Wonderful World)
Short People got nobody Short People got nobody Short People got nobody To love
They got little baby legs And they stand so low You got to pick 'em up Just to say hello They got little cars That got beep, beep, beep They got little voices Goin' peep, peep, peep They got grubby little fingers And dirty little minds They're gonna get you every time
Well, I don't want no Short People Don't want no Short People Don't want no Short People 'Round here
The Pause Of Mr. Claus Composer(s): Arlo Guthrie Performer(s): Arlo Guthrie
Why do you sit there so strange? Is it because you are beautiful? You must think you are deranged Why do police guys beat on peace guys?
You must think Santa Claus weird He has long hair and a beard Giving his presents for free Why do police guys mess with peace guys?
Let's get Santa Claus 'cause Santa Claus has a red suit He's a communist And a beard and long hair must be a pacifist What's in that pipe that he's smoking?
Mister Claus sneaks in your house at night He must be a dope fiend, to put you up tight Why do police guys beat on peace guys?
Fordbazen (Adapted from: Short People - 1977) Composer(s): Randy Newman; Karel Vereertbrugghen Performer(s): Patrick Riguelle & Paul Poelmans - 2003
Fordbazen zijn meevoelend Fordbazen zijn meevoelend Fordbazen zijn meevoelend beleefd
Ze zijn aangeslagen Aangedaan Krop in de keel Een snik en snottertraan 'En ja, 't is een ramp Voor u en uw gezin Maar wie nu heel braaf is Komt er straks misschien weer in'
(ja die) Fordbazen zijn zeer hip Fordbazen zijn zeer hip Fordbazen zijn zeer hypocriet
Fordbazen zijn mensen zoals jij en ik Zo lief en zo schoon Ze zijn onze vrienden tot hun laatste snik Maar aan een veel hoger loon
Fordbazen zijn welwillend Fordbazen zijn welwillend Fordbazen zijn welwillend beleefd
'Echt waar,'t ligt niet aan mij 't Ligt aan de conjunctuur Echt waar, zo zonder werk Dat went wel op de duur Echt waar, u bent bedankt Maar u kan er niet meer bij In't belang van 't algemeen En vooral in dat van mij Echt waar, u was heel goed Maar u heeft pech gehad Mijn welgemeend excuus voor de stamp onder uw gat'
(ja die) Fordbazen zijn zeer hip Fordbazen zijn zeer hip Fordbazen zijn zeer hypocriet
The Only Gift
Composer(s): Christensen; Franzell
Performer(s): *NSync
I was making my list
I was checking it twice
In the middle of this I got tears in my eyes
For in my foolish heart there was one simple truth
The only gift I wanted was you
I was trimming the tree
I was stringing the lights
While the radio played "Silent Night"
There were presents you sent
Though there were quite a few
The only gift I wanted was you
You need to be home with me, alone with me
Holding me next to the Christmas tree
Kissing under the mistletoe
As candles glow
Please come home soon
It's not the same without you
As the bitter-sweet night had come to an end
I was saying goodbye to our family and friends
And they all wished me well
And I knew that I knew
The only gift I wanted was you
You need to be home with me, alone with me
Holding me next to the Christmas tree
Kissing under the mistletoe
As candles glow
Please come home soon
It's not the same without you
Deck the halls with boughs of holly
Fa la la la la la la
Ohhhhh, Ohhhhh
The only gift I wanted was you
You need to be home with me, alone with me
Holding me next to the Christmas tree
Kissing under the mistletoe
As candles glow
Please come home soon
It's not the same without you
I was making my list
I was checking it twice
In the middle of this, I got tears in my eyes
For in my wishful heart, there was one simple truth
The only gift I wanted was you
For in my wishful heart, there was one simple truth
The only gift I wanted was you
Short Fat Fannie Composer(s): Larry Williams First release by: Larry Williams - 1957 Covered by multiple other artists
I was slippin' and slidin' with a long tall Sally Peekin' and a hidin', duck back in the alley Don't wanna rip it up, don't wanna dance with Annie I've got a brand new lover name is Short Fat Fannie
One day while I was visit'n at HeartBreak Hotel Thats where I met Fannie and she sure looked swell I told her that I loved her and I'd never leave She put her arms around me, gave me fever
She's my tutti frutti, I love the child so She watch me like a hound dog everywhere I go Whenever I'm around her I'm on my p's and q's She might step on my blue suede shoes
Well at a honky tonk party just the other night Fannie got jealous and she started a fight At the club I was dancin with MaryLou I had to call Jim Dandy to the rescue
Short Fat Fannie she's my hearts desire Short Fat Fannie sets my soul on fire On Monday we were married on Blueberry Hill Now we're so happy and I love her still
She's my tutti frutti, I love the child so She watch me like a hound dog everywhere I go Whenever I'm around her I'm on my p's and q's She might step on my blue suede shoes
Well at a honky tonk party just the other night Fannie got jealous and she started a fight At the club I was dancin with MaryLou I had to call Jim Dandy to the rescue
The Old Man's Back In Town Composer(s): Larry Bastian; Randy Taylor; Garth Brooks Performer(s): Garth Brooks
Hey, the old man's back in town He's spreadin' cheer around He's come a long, long way With his reindeer and his sleigh He's bringing lots of toys For all good girls and boys So spread the news around Yeah the old man's back in town
He's been waitin' all year long Just to bring his gifts to you All the elves and Mrs. Claus Have been waitin' all year too Now they're hookin' up his reindeer And they're loadin' down his sleigh So take my advice you best be nice 'Cause the old man's on his way
Repeat Chorus:
Now the mistletoe is hung And the tree is all a glow The carolers have sung Every Christmas song they know And the kids are all in bed now With Santa on their mind So the scene is set and you an bet He'll show up anytime
Repeat Chorus:
Everybody gather 'round 'Cause the old man's back in town
Shores Of Old California Composer(s): Ralph D. Tompkins
Golden Gate I have been dreaming of you Of your wondrous land Of your silver sand Golden Gate You're like an old friend that's true I miss your dear old shores I will miss your open doors
Golden Gate I miss your mountains so green All your wondrous scenes I see in my dreams Golden Gate You bring back scenes of childhood Oh, how I long for you You make me feel so blue
Shores of old California How I miss you Miss your waves of blue And your roses too Flowers sweet don't surround me As in days of yore Southern shores of old California I'm coming back once more
The Night Santa Went Crazy Composer(s): "Weird Al" Yankovic Performer(s): "Weird Al" Yankovic
Down in the workshop all the elves were makin' toys For the good Gentile girls and the good Gentile boys When the boss busted in, nearly scared 'em half to death Had a rifle in his hands and cheap whiskey on his breath From his beard to his boots he was covered with ammo Like a big fat drunk disgruntled Yuletide Rambo And he smiled as he said with a twinkle in his eye "Merry Christmas to all - now you're all gonna die!"
The night Santa went crazy The night St. Nick went insane Realized he'd been gettin' a raw deal Something finally must have snapped in his brain
Well, the workshop is gone now, he decided to bomb it Everywhere you'll find pieces of Cupid and Comet And he tied up his helpers and he held the elves hostage And he ground up poor Rudolph into reindeer sausage He got Dancer and Prancer with an old German Luger And he slashed up Dasher just like Freddy Krueger And he picked up a flamethrower and he barbequed Blitzen And he took a big bite and said, "It tastes just like chicken!"
The night Santa went crazy The night Kris Kringle went nuts Now you can't hardly walk around the North Pole Without steppin' in reindeer guts
There's the National Guard and the F.B.I. There's a van from the Eyewitness News And helicopters circlin' 'round in the sky And the bullets are flyin', the body count's risin' And everyone's dyin' to know, oh Santa, why? My my my my my my You used to be such a jolly guy
Yes, Virginia, now Santa's doin' time In a federal prison for his infamous crime Hey, little friend, now don't you cry no more tears He'll be out with good behavior in 700 more years But now Vixen's in therapy and Donner's still nervous And the elves all got jobs working for the postal service And they say Mrs. Clause, she's on the phone every night With her lawyer negotiating the movie rights
They're talkin' bout - the night Santa went crazy The night St. Nicholas flipped Broke his back for some milk and cookies Sounds to me like he was tired of gettin' gypped
Wo, the night Santa went crazy The night St. Nick went insane Realized he's gettin' a raw deal Something finally must have snapped in his brain Wo, something finally must have snapped in his brain Tell ya, something finally must have snapped... in his brain
Shopping Composer(s): Paul Weller Performer(s): The Jam
High town, high street connection With clothes at the top of my list You could steal things from the jewellery department But you can't take kind or steal a kiss
As I flit from shop window to window I'm trying to pick up a friendly bargain But it's not like the adverts all make out And there's no one to greet you as a friend
I dress myself for the part I smile but it just don't work Something about my face, must just be the wrong shape I better try another brand pretty quick
I dress myself for the part I smile but it just don't work Something about my face, must just be the wrong shape I better try another brand pretty quick
I'm haunted by the colours and hoardings a reminder that I must be inadequate High town, high street connection With clothes at the top of my list
The Night Is Christmas Eve Composer(s): L. Cuatros Performer(s): The Brothers Four
Esta noche Nochebuena y mañana Navidad Cantarle con la guitarra, empecemos a cantar Una pandereta buena y no sé por dónde irá Camina para Belén, más arriba la alborada
En el portal de Belén ayer se vio sol y luna La Virgen y don José y el Niño está en la cuna La mula regruñe, se vuelve, patea Y el niño de Dios dormido se queda
Claveles y rosas la cuna adornan Y ¿en tanto? su nombre diciéndole está
Shoppin' For Clothes Composer(s): Kent Harris; Jerry Leiber; Mike Stoller First release by: The Coasters - 1960 Covered by multiple other artists
I was shopping for a suit the other day And walked into the department store I stepped on the elevator and told the girl "Dry goods floor"
When I got off I saw a salesman was coming to me He said "Now, what can I do for you" I said "Well go in there and show me all the sport's clothes Like you're supposed to"
He said, "Well, sure, come on in buddy Dig these fabrics we got laid out on the shelf" He said "Pick yourself out one Try it on, stand in the mirror and dig yourself"
Ohhhhhh...That suit's pure herringbone Ohhhhhh...Yeah, that's a suit I'd like to own Ohhhhhh...Buddy, that suit is you Ohhhhhh...Yeah, I believe it too
I see for the business man you feature the natural shoulder That retail, wholesale indeed It's got the custom cuffs and the walking short He said "And I'm gonna let you have at a steal"
And for the playboy you have the latest in tweed With the cut-away flap over twice It's a box-back, two button western model He said, "Now ain't that nice"
Ohhhhhh...Them buttons are solid gold Ohhhhhh...You made a deal, sold Ohhhhhh...That collar's pure camel hair Ohhhhhh...Well, you can just set it down right in that chair
Now you go back there and you get that paper and let me sign on the dotted line And I'll make sure I get all my payments in right on time Hey wait a minute buddy, let me go back there and do a little checking on you Then the man come back, he said "I'm sorry my man but your credit didn't go through" Why, what you mean
Ohhhhhh...Ain't this a shame Ohhhhhh...My heart's in pain Ohhhhhh...Pure, pure herringbone Ohhhhhh...That's a suit you'll never own Oh, Lord have mercy
The Night Before Christmas Composer(s): Sam Hogin; Nelson Larkin; Jim McBride Performer(s): Alabama
Ribbons and paper cover the floor It's been a great Christmas, with presents galore Everyone's happy and I'm happy too Oh, what a night (Oh, what a night) Oh, what a night (Oh, what a night) The night before Christmas I had with you
Frost on the window, snow on the ground Holiday spirit, holiday sounds Everyone's thankful and I'm thankful too Oh, what a night (Oh, what a night) Oh, what a night (Oh, what a night) The night before Christmas I had with you
It all started underneath that mistletoe While we were waiting up just to help old Santa Claus We were making merry in ways we'd never thought of When we heard those sleigh bells and old Santa almost caught us
We didn't take no pictures, but I still remember One very special twenty-fourth day of December Oh, what a night (Oh, what a night) Oh, what a night (Oh, what a night) The night before Christmas I had with you
It all started underneath that mistletoe While we were waiting up just to help old Santa Claus We were making merry in ways we'd never thought of When we heard those sleigh bells and old Santa almost caught us
If we don't do this next year, Honey, I'm sure gonna miss it Why don't we make it a new Yuletide tradition Oh, what a night (Oh, what a night) Oh, what a night (Oh, what a night) The night before Christmas I had with you Oh, what a night (Oh, what a night) Oh, what a night (Oh, what a night) The night before Christmas I had with you
Oh, Merry Christmas, Baby, I love you so much (What a night) Oh, what a night (What a night) Ummm, what a night (What a night) Oh, what a night (What a night) The night before Christmas (What a night) I spent it with you (What a night) Oh, what a night (What a night) The night before......
Shop Around Composer(s): William "Smokey" Robinson; Berry Gordy First release by: The Miracles - 1960 Covered by multiple other artists
Just because you've become a young woman now There's still some things that you don't understand now Before you ask some guy for his hand now Keep your freedom for as long as you can now My mama told me You better shop around
There's some things that I want you to know now Just as sure as the wind's gonna blow now The men will come and the men are gonna go now Before you tell 'em that you love 'em so now My mama told me You better shop around
Try to get yourself a bargain, girl Don't be sold on the very first one Good-looking guys come a dime a dozen Try to find you one who's gonna give you true loving
Before you take a man and say I do now Make sure he's in love with you now Make sure that his love is true now I hate to see you feeling sad and blue now My mama told me You better shop around
The Most Wonderful Time Of The Year Composer(s): Eddie Pola; George Wyle Performer(s): Andy Williams; and various other artists
It's the most wonderful time of the year With the kids jingle belling And everyone telling you "Be of good cheer" It's the most wonderful time of the year
It's the hap -happiest season of all With those holiday greetings and gay happy meetings When friends come to call It's the hap - happiest season of all
There'll be parties for hosting Marshmallows for toasting Caroling out in the snow There'll be scary ghost stories And tales of the glories of Christmases long, long ago Long ago
It's the most wonderful time of the year There'll be much mistltoeing And hearts will be glowing When love ones are near It's the most wonderful time of the year
There'll be parties for hosting Marshmallows for toasting And caroling out in the snow There'll be scary ghost stories And tales of the glories of Christmases long, long ago
It's the most wonderful time of the year There'll be much mistltoeing And hearts will be glowing When love ones are near It's the most wonderful time Yes the most wonderful time It's the most wonderful time of the year
Shooting Star Composer(s): Elton John; Gary Osborne Performer(s): Elton John
I'm still in love with you oh shooting star And when I start to wonder where you are There you are, there you are, shooting star
You may have seen me at the early show I sat and watched you from the second row Oh you were mine long ago way back when Even then we both knew you'd go far oh shooting star
And with the spotlight shining in your eyes It's sometimes hard to find your way But maybe some night you might Think of me, shooting star
And when that moment comes at last And you remember who you are Here I'll be, shooting star, shooting star Here I'll be, shooting star, shooting star, shooting star
The Most Wonderful Day Of The Year Composer(s): Johnny Marks Performer(s): Burl Ives; and various other artists
A packful of toys means a sackful of joys For millions of girls and for millions of boys When Christmas Day is here The most wonderful day of the year!
A jack in the box waits for children to shout, "Wake up, don't you know that it's time to come out!" When Christmas Day is here The most wonderful day of the year!
Toys galore Scattered on the floor There's no room for more And it's all because of Santa Claus!
A scooter for Jimmy, a dolly for Sue The kind that will even say "How do you do" When Christmas Day is here The most wonderful day of the year
Shooting Star Composer(s): Paul Rodgers First release by: Bad Company - 1975 Covered by multiple other artists
Johnny was a schoolboy When he heard his first Beatles song Love Me Do, I think it was And from then it didn't take him long Got himself a guitar Used to play every night Now he's in a rock 'n' roll outfit And everything's alright Don't you know?
Johnny told his Mama "Hey, Mama, I'm goin' away Gonna hit the big time Gonna be a big star someday" Mama came to the door With a teardrop in her eye Johnny said, "Don't cry, Mama Smile and wave goodbye" Don't you know?
Don't you know that you are a shooting star Don't you know Don't you know Don't you know that you are a shooting star And all the world will love you just as long As long as you are
Johnny made a record Went straight up to number one Suddenly everyone loved To hear him sing the song Watchin' the world go by Surprisin' it goes so fast Johnny looked around him and said "Well, I made the big-time at last" Don't you know? Don't you know?
Don't you know that you are a shooting star Don't you know Don't you know Don't you know that you are a shooting star And all the world will love you just as long As long as you are A shooting star
Johnny died one night, died in his bed bottle of whiskey, sleepin' tabletts by his head His life passed him by like a warm summer day if you listen to the wind, you can still har him play
Don't you know that you are a shooting star Don't you know Don't you know Don't you know that you are a shooting star And all the world will love you just as long As long as you are
When it's Christmas day in Hawaii All the little elves do the hula Their work is done and it's time for fun In the tropical island sun When it's Christmas day in Hawaii They dance and play their tiny ukuleles They've made the toys for the girls and boys Now they sing of Yuletide joys, and they sing
Ho ho ho and a ha ha ha Ooo we love to do the Merry Hula Tee hee hee and a tra la la Ooo we love to do the Merry Hula The gifts are spread beneath the tree Little children jump with glee Ho ho ho and a ha ha ha Ooo we love to do the Merry Hula
When it's Christmas day in Hawaii Santa takes a break to do some surfin' He looks real cute in his swimming' suit And waterproof rubber boots When it's Christmas day in Hawaii And all the gifts for kids have been delivered He lands his sleigh for a holiday Where the palm trees swing and sway, and he sings
Ho ho ho and a ha ha ha Ooo we love to do the Merry Hula Tee hee hee and a tra la la Ooo we love to do the Merry Hula The gifts are spread beneath the tree Little children jump with glee Ho ho ho and a ha ha ha Ooo we love to do the Merry Hula