Woensdag 31 oktober 1984
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Dinsdag 30 oktober 1984
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)
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
Dinsdag 30 oktober 1984
Guten Abend, Gut' Nacht
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
Maandag 29 oktober 1984
I've Got So Much To Give
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
Maandag 29 oktober 1984
Grown-Up Christmas List
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!
Zondag 28 oktober 1984
I've Got Sand In My Shoes
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
Zondag 28 oktober 1984
Grandpa Got Run Over By A Beer Truck
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
Zaterdag 27 oktober 1984
I've Got No Strings
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!
Zaterdag 27 oktober 1984
Grandma Stuffed The Turkey (Then The Turkey Sure Stuffed Us)
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
Vrijdag 26 oktober 1984
I've Got News For You
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
Vrijdag 26 oktober 1984
Grandma Got Run Over By A Reindeer
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
Donderdag 25 oktober 1984
Caribbean Medley
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
Donderdag 25 oktober 1984
Good Old Fashioned Country Christmas
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
Woensdag 24 oktober 1984
I've Got My Love To Keep Me Warm
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
Woensdag 24 oktober 1984
Good Morning Blues (Ella Fitzgerald)
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
Dinsdag 23 oktober 1984
I've Got My Fingers Crossed
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
Dinsdag 23 oktober 1984
Good King Wenceslas
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
Maandag 22 oktober 1984
I've Got Five Dollars And It's Saturday Night
I've Got Five Dollars And It's Saturday Night
Composer(s): Ted Daffan
Performer(s): Faron Young
and multiple other artists
Well I've been working hard the whole week and now
I'm a gonna have some wine women and song
I gotta workin' each week but that's alright
I've got five dollars and it's Saturday night
Music and dancing pretty and fun
It's gonna go on till way past one
I'm a gonna go where the lights're bright
I've got five dollars and it's Saturday night
Gonna have fun tonight gonna get right tonight
Everything will be alright cause tonight is Saturday night (hey)
While other folks are wonderin' what the future may bring
I'm a gonna have fun and feel no pain
My pants are ragged but that's alright
I've got five dollars and it's Saturday night
Music and dancing...
Maandag 22 oktober 1984
Good Christian Men, Rejoice
Good Christian Men, Rejoice
Composer(s): John Mason Neale
Good Christian men, rejoice
With heart and soul, and voice
Give ye heed to what we say
Jesus Christ is born to-day
Ox and ass before him bow
And he is in the manger now
Christ is born to-day!
Christ is born to-day!
Good Christian men, rejoice
With heart and soul, and voice
Now ye hear of endless bliss
Jesus Christ was born for this!
He hath oped the heavenly door
And man is blessed evermore
Christ was born for this!
Christ was born for this!
Good Christian men, rejoice
With heart and soul, and voice
Now ye need not fear the grave
Jesus Christ was born to save!
Calls you one and calls you all
To gain his everlasting hall
Christ was born to save!
Christ was born to save!
Zondag 21 oktober 1984
I've Got Dreams To Remember
