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Joyeux Noël (Barbara)


Joyeux Noël Composer(s): Barbara Performer(s): Barbara; Marie Paule Belle



C'était vingt-deux heures à peine, ce vendredi-là
C'était veille de Noël, et pour fêter ça
Il s'en allait chez Mad'leine près du Pont d'l'Alma
Elle aurait eu tant de peine qu'il ne vienne pas
Fêter Noël, fêter Noël

En smoking de velour vert, en col roulé blanc
Et le cœur en bandoulière marchant à pas lents
A pied il longeait la Seine tout en sifflotant
Puisqu'il allait chez Mad'leine il avait bien l'temps
Charmant Noël, charmant Noël

C'était vingt-deux heures à peine, ce vendredi-là
C'était veille de Noël, et pour fêter ça
Elle s'en allait chez Jean-Pierre, près du Pont d'l'Alma
Il aurait eu tant de peine qu'elle ne vienne pas
Fêter Noël, fêter Noël

Bottée noire souveraine et gantée de blanc
Elle allait pour dire je t'aime tout en chantonnant
A pied elle longeait la Seine marchant d'un pas lent
Puisqu'elle allait chez Jean-Pierre elle avait bien l'temps
Mmh mhm mhm, charmant Noël

Or voilà que sur le pont ils se rencontrèrent
Ces deux-là qui s'en venaient d'un chemin contraire
Lorsqu'il la vit si belle des bottes aux gants
Il se sentit infidèle jusqu'au bout des dents

Elle aima son smoking vert son col roulé blanc
Et frissonna dans l'hiver en lui souriant
Bonsoir je vais chez Jean-Pierre, près du pont d'l'Alma
Bonsoir, j'allais chez Mad'leine c'est juste à deux pas

Et ils allèrent chez Eugène pour y fêter ça
Sous le sapin de lumière quand il l'embrassa
Heureuse elle se fit légère au creux de son bras
Au petit jour ils s'aimèrent près d'un feu de bois
Joyeux Noël, joyeux Noël

Mais après une semaine, ce vendredi-là
Veille de l'année nouvelle tout recommença
Il se rendit chez Mad'leine l'air un peu sournois
Elle se rendit chez Jean-Pierre un peu tard ma foi

Bien sûr il y eut des scènes près du Pont d'l'Alma
Qu'est-ce que ça pouvait leur faire à ces deux amants-là
Eux qu'avaient eu un Noël comme on n'en fait pas
Mais il est bien doux quand même de rentrer chez soi
Après Noël, joyeux Noël

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Same Old Song And Dance


Same Old Song And Dance
Composer(s): Joe Perry; Steven Tyler
Performer(s): Aerosmith
and multiple other artists



Get yourself cooler
Lay yourself low
Coincidental murder
With nothing to show
With the judge's constipation
Will go to his head
And his wife's aggravation
You'll soon end up dead
It's the same old story
Same Old Song And Dance, my friend
It's the same old story
Same Old Song And Dance, my friend
Gotcha with the cocaine
They found with your gun
No smooth face laywer
Could get ya undone
Say love ain't the same
On the south side of town
You could look
But you ain't gonna find it around
It's the same old story
Same Old Song And Dance, my friend
It's the same old story
Same old story
Same Old Song And Dance
Fate comes a-knockin'
Doors start lockin'
Your old time connection
Change your direction
You ain't gonna change it
Can't rearrange it
Can't stand the pain
When it's all the same to you, my friend
When you're low down and dirty
From walkin' the street
With your old hurdy gurdy
No one to meet
Said love ain't the same
On the south side of town
You could look
But you ain't gonna find it around
It's the same old story
Same Old Song And Dance, my friend
It's the same old story
Same old story
Same Old Song And Dance

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Joy To The World


Joy To The World
Composer(s): Isaac Watts; Lowell Mason



Joy to the world! the Lord is come
Let earth receive her King
Let every heart prepare Him room
and heaven and nature sing
and heaven and nature sing
and heaven, and heaven and nature sing

Joy to the earth! the Savior reigns
Let men their songs employ
while fields and floods
rocks, hills and plains
Repeat the sounding joy
Repeat the sounding joy
Repeat, repeat the sounding joy

No more let sins and sorrows grow
nor thorns infest the ground
He comes to make His blessing flow
far as the curse is found
far as the curse is found
far as, far as the curse is found

He rules the world with truth and grace
and makes the nations prove
the glories of His righteousness
and wonders of His love
and wonders of His love
and wonders, wonders of His love

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Same Old Saturday Night


Same Old Saturday Night
Composer(s): Sammy Cahn; Frank Reardon
Performer(s): Frank Sinatra



Went to see a movie show
Found myself an empty row
Thought the show was just alright
Same old Saturday night

Then I made the usual stop
Coffee at the coffee shop
Friendly face nowhere in sight
Same old Saturday night

I really thought - the papers I bought
Would help me forget you for a while
Believe me honey - the funnies weren't funny
They didn't even make me smile

How I wish you'd lift the phone
Fun is fun - but not alone
'Til you let me hold you tight
Same old Saturday night

Only your face - can help me erase
That same old Saturday night

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Joseph, Lieber Joseph Mein


Joseph, Lieber Joseph Mein



Joseph, lieber Joseph mein, hilf mir wieg'n mein Kindelein
Gott, der wird dein Lohner sein im Himmelreich, der Jungfrau Sohn Maria

Gerne, lieb' Maria mein, helf ich wieg'n dein Kindelein
dass Gott müss' mein Lohner sein im Himmelreich, der Jungfrau Sohn Maria

Heut' soll alle Welt fürwahr voller Freude kommen dar
zu dem, der vor Abrah'm war, den uns gebar die reine Magd Maria

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Sam'di Soir


Sam'di Soir
Composer(s): Charles Aznavour; Georges Garvarentz
Performer(s): Johnny Hallyday



Si la semaine est faite pour travailler
Sans relever la tête de son métier
On se fait une fête
La joie est là
La joie est là
À la pensée du sam'di soir

Qu'on attend plein d'espoir
Cour battant sam'di soir
Que l'on veut pour pouvoir
Être heureux sam'di soir
On peut s'aimer sans être déranger
Le sam'di soir

Sam'di soir
Enlacé sans rien dire
Délivré sam'di soir
Les enfants des coins noirs
Sont amants sam'di soir
Tout est permis
Le monde vit sa vie
Le sam'di soir

On discute et l'on fait du bruit
On s'enflamme, on s'amuse et ri
Et ça vie ça chahute et ça chauffe

Et l'on danse en scandant sa joie
Et l'on chante en claquant des doigts
Et ça crie, ça remue et ça chauffe

La joie dans nos yeux brille
On oublie tout
Et vaguement qu'on s'habille
Et comme un fou
On va chercher sa fille et ses copains
Et ses copains au rendez-vous
Du sam'di soir

Qu'on attend plein d'espoir
Cour battant sam'di soir
Que l'on veut pour pouvoir
Être heureux sam'di soir
On peut s'aimer sans être déranger
Le sam'di soir

Sam'di soir
Enlacé sans rien dire
Délivré sam'di soir
Les enfants des coins noirs
Sont amants sam'di soir
Tout est permis
Le monde vit sa vie
Le sam'di soir

On discute et l'on fait du bruit
On s'enflamme, on s'amuse et ri
Et ça vie ça chahute et ça chauffe

Et l'on danse en scandant sa joie
Et l'on chante en claquant des doigts
Et ça crie, ça remue et ça chauffe

Le sam'di soir
Ah, sam'di soir
Que faites-vous mademoiselle sam'di soir
Ah, vous twistez?

Sam'di soir
Tout est permis
Le monde vit sa vie
Le sam'di soir

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She Is My Lady


She Is My Lady
Composer(s): George Clinton
Performer(s): Donny Hathaway
and multiple other artists



I've learned to live for the sound of her laughter
Her sunny smile is my only light
To love her now is the sole thing that I'm after
I'll make her melody my life
She came to me when I knew I'd lost the meaning
Lifted the shadow from across my way
She touched my heart with the sweet song she was singing
Brought back the sun into my days

Ooooh she is my lady
I'm a witness to the wonder of her ways
Oooh she's my lady
The solitary reason for my days

And sometimes when my burdens just seem too overbearing
The girl turns my tears with a single sigh
She taught me loving
And through love we both learned sharing
Right now she's every, every reason why

Ooooh she is my lady
I'm a witness to the wonder of her ways
Ooooh she's my lady
The solitary reason for my days

Oooooh, mmmmmmm
Oooooooooooooooooo
I dont have to worry cause she's my lady
OOoooo
She is my lady
And the witness goes
The wonder of her ways
Ooo
I'm so thankful
She is my lady
Yes she is
My one and only reason
For my days
Won't you help me say it
Ooooo
She is my lady
She is my lady
I'm a witness
Yeah
Oooooooooo
My one and only reason
Yeah....

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Zilverdraden Tussen Goud


Zilverdraden Tussen Goud
Composer(s): P.H. Danks; Jack Hotte; Jean Lahey
Performer(s): Jo Vally



Snel vergaan de jonge jaren
Met de tijd wordt men dan oud
Grijs worden de blonde haren
Net als zilver tussen goud
Vele vreugde somtijds ook verdriet
Bracht ons reeds zo menig jaar
Het geluk in 't korte leven
Vonden wij nochtans te gaar

Doch voor mij zie ik je altijd weer
Eeuwig mooi en eeuwig jong
Juist zo lief als toen ik vroeger
Om uw jeugdig hartje dong

Grijs worden de blonde haren
Zilverdraden tussen goud
Kleine rimpeltjes die plooien
Reeds uw voorhoofd en uw mond
Grijs worden die blonde haren
Zilverdraden tussen goud

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Joseph And Mary's Boy


Joseph And Mary's Boy
Composer(s): Don Cook; Keith Whitley
Performer(s): Alabama



Out here in the country there's magic in the air
It's the middle of December, there's excitement everywhere
Everyone's invited, the celebration's planned
The gift is just what's in your hearts and not what's in your hands

And who's the one we need to thank, who's the party for
Who's the one responsible for all this peace and joy
Who deserves the credit for the blessings we enjoy
The Preacher said last Sunday it was Joseph and Mary's boy

There were times we didn't think we'd make it through the year
The banker tried to take our farm, but somehow we're still here
I don't know how our crops survived the drought and too much rain
It must have been a miracle, how else could you explain

And who's the one we need to thank, and who's this party for
And who's the one responsible for all this peace and joy
And who deserves the credit for the blessings we enjoy
The Preacher said last Sunday it was Joseph and Mary's boy

The Christ Child born in Bethlehem
Joseph and Mary's boy

La-la-la-la-la-la-la
La-la-la-la-la-la
Everyone's invited, the celebration's planned
The gift is just what's in your hearts and not what's in your hands

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Samba Saravah


Samba Saravah
(Adapted from: Samba Da Benção - 1963)
(Swedish Version: Sylvias Samba - 1969)
Composer(s): Baden Powell; Vinicius de Moraes; Francis Lai; Pierre Barouh
Performer(s): Pierre Barouh - 1966
and multiple other artists



Être heureux c'est plus ou moins ce qu'on cherche
J'aime rire chanter et je n'empêche
Pas les gens qui sont bien d'être joyeux
Pourtant s'il est une samba sans tristesse
C'est un vin qui donne pas l'ivresse
Un vin qui ne donne pas l'ivresse
Non ce n'est pas la samba que je veux

J'en connais que la chanson incommode
D'autres pour qui ce n'est rien qu'une mode
D'autres qui en profitent sans l'aimer
Moi je l'aime et j'ai parcouru le monde
En cherchant ses racines vagabondes
C'est la chanson de samba qu'il faut chanter

On m'a dit qu'elle venait de Bahia
Qu'elle doit son rythme et sa poésie
À des siècles de danses et de douleur
Mais quel que soit le sentiment qu'elle exprime
Elle est blanche de forme et de rimes
Blanche de forme et de rimes
Elle est nègre bien nègre dans son coeur

Mais quel que soit le sentiment qu'elle exprime
Elle est blanche de forme et de rimes
Blanche de forme et de rimes
Elle est nègre bien nègre dans son coeur

Mais quel que soit le sentiment qu'elle exprime
Elle est blanche de forme et de rimes
Blanche de forme et de rimes
Elle est nègre bien nègre dans son coeur
Elle est nègre bien nègre dans son coeur

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Jolly Old Saint Nicholas


Jolly Old Saint Nicholas (Traditional) Performer(s): Eddy Arnold



Jolly old Saint Nicholas
Lean your ear this way!
Don't you tell a single soul
What I'm going to say
Christmas Eve is coming soon
Now, you dear old man
Whisper what you'll bring to me
Tell me if you can

When the clock is striking twelve
When I'm fast asleep
Down the chimney broad and black
With your pack you'll creep
All the stockings you will find
Hanging in a row
Mine will be the shortest one
You'll be sure to know

Johnny wants a pair of skates
Susy wants a dolly
Nellie wants a story book
She thinks dolls are folly
As for me, my little brain
Isn't very bright
Choose for me, old Santa Claus
What you think is right

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Samba Da Benção


Samba Da Benção
Composer(s): Baden Powell; Vinicius de Moraes
First release by: Vinicius de Moraes & Odette Lara - 1963
Covered by multiple other artists

Titles In Other Languages:
1966 - Samba Saravah
1969 - Sylvias Samba



Cantado

É melhor ser alegre que ser triste
Alegria é a melhor coisa que existe
É assim como a luz no coração

Mas pra fazer um samba com beleza
É preciso um bocado de tristeza
É preciso um bocado de tristeza
Senão, não se faz um samba não

Falado

Senão é como amar uma mulher só linda
E daí? Uma mulher tem que ter
Qualquer coisa além de beleza
Qualquer coisa de triste
Qualquer coisa que chora
Qualquer coisa que sente saudade
Um molejo de amor machucado
Uma beleza que vem da tristeza
De se saber mulher
Feita apenas para amar
Para sofrer pelo seu amor
E pra ser só perdão

Cantado

Fazer samba não é contar piada
E quem faz samba assim não é de nada
O bom samba é uma forma de oração
Porque o samba é a tristeza que balança
E a tristeza tem sempre uma esperança
A tristeza tem sempre uma esperança
De um dia não ser mais triste não

Ponha um pouco de amor numa cadência
E vai ver que ninguém no mundo vence
A beleza que tem um samba, não

Porque o samba nasceu lá na Bahia
E se hoje ele é branco na poesia
Se hoje ele é branco na poesia
Ele é negro demais no coração

Falado

Eu, por exemplo, o capitão do mato
Vinicius de Moraes
Poeta e diplomata
O branco mais preto do Brasil
Na linha direta de Xangô, saravá!
A bênção, Senhora
A maior ialorixá da Bahia
Terra de Caymmi e João Gilberto
A bênção, Pixinguinha
Tu que choraste na flauta
Todas as minhas mágoas de amor
A bênção, Cartola, a benção, Sinhô
A bênção, Ismael Silva
Sua bênção, Heitor dos Prazeres
A bênção, Nelson Cavaquinho
A bênção, Geraldo Pinheiro
A bênção, meu bom Cyro Monteiro
Você, sobrinho de Nonô
A bênção, Noel, sua bênção, Ary
A bênção, todos os grandes
Sambistas do Brasil
Branco, preto, mulato
Lindo como a pele macia de Oxum
A bênção, maestro Antonio Carlos Jobim
Parceiro e amigo querido
Que já viajaste tantas canções comigo
E ainda há tantas por viajar
A bênção, Carlinhos Lyra
Parceiro cem por cento
Você que une a ação ao sentimento
E ao pensamento
Feito essa gente que anda por aí
Brincando com a vida
Cuidado, companheiro!
A vida é pra valer
E não se engane não, tem uma só
Duas mesmo que é bom
Ninguém vai me dizer que tem
Sem provar muito bem provado
Com certidão passada em cartório do céu
E assinado embaixo: Deus
E com firma reconhecida!
A vida não é brincadeira, amigo
A vida é arte do encontro
Embora haja tanto desencontro pela vida
Há sempre uma mulher à sua espera
Com os olhos cheios de carinho
Ponha um pouco de amor na sua vida
Como no seu samba
A bênção, a bênção, Baden Powell
Amigo novo, parceiro novo
Que fizeste este samba comigo
A bênção, amigo
A bênção, maestro Moacir Santos
Não és um só, és tantos como
O meu Brasil de todos os santos
Inclusive meu São Sebastião
Saravá! A bênção, que eu vou partir
Eu vou ter que dizer adeus

Cantado

Ponha um pouco de amor numa cadência
E vai ver que ninguém no mundo vence
A beleza que tem um samba, não

Porque o samba nasceu lá na Bahia
E se hoje ele é branco na poesia
Se hoje ele é branco na poesia
Ele é negro demais no coração

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Jingle, Jingle, Jingle


Jingle, Jingle, Jingle
Composer(s): Johnny Marks
Performer(s): Burl Ives;
and various other artists



Jingle, jingle, jingle
You will hear my sleigh bells ring
I am old Kris Kringle
I'm the King of Jingling

Jingle, jingle, reindeer
Through the frosty air they go
They are not just plain deer
They're the fastest deer I know (Ho! Ho!)

You must believe that on Christmas Eve
I won't pass you by
I'll dash away in my magic sleigh
Flying through the sky

Jingle, jingle, jingle
You will hear my sleigh bells ring
I am old Kris Kringle
I'm the King of Jingling (Ho! Ho!)

For Thy mercy and Thy grace
Constant through another year
Hear our song of thankfulness
Father and Redeemer hear
Dark the future; let Thy light
Guide us, bright and morning star
Fierce our foes and hard the fight
Arm us Savior for the war
In our weakness and distress
Rock of strength be Thou our stay
In the pathless wilderness
Be our true and living way
Keep us faithful; keep us pure
Keep us evermore Thine own
Help, O help us to endure
Fit us for the promised crown

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Samba Para Vinicius


Samba Para Vinicius
Composer(s): Chico Buarque; Toquinho
Performer(s): Chico Buarque
and multiple other artists



Poeta
Meu poeta camarada
Poeta da pesada
Do pagode do perdão
Perdoa essa canção improvisada
Em tua inspiração
De todo o coração
Da moça e do violão
Do fundo

Poeta
Poetinha vagabundo
Quem dera todo mundo
Fosse assim feito você
Que a vida não gosta de esperar
A vida é pra valer
A vida é pra levar
Vinicius, velho, saravá

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Jingle Bells


Jingle Bells
(aka The One Horse Open Sleigh - 1857) Composer(s): James Pierpoint First release by: Edison Male Quartette - 1898 Covered by multiple other artists

Versions In Other Languages: 1960 - Vive Le Vent (Dalida) 1968 - Ein Kleiner Weisser Schneemann (Roy Black) 1973 - Jingle Bells (Will Tura)



Dashing through the snow
On a one-horse open sleigh
Over the fields we go
Laughing all the way
Bells on bob-tail ring
making spirits bright
What fun it is to ride and sing
A sleighing song tonight
Jingle bells, jingle bells
jingle all the way!
O what fun it is to ride
In a one-horse open sleigh
A day or two ago
I thought I'd take a ride
And soon Miss Fanny Bright
Was seated by my side
The horse was lean and lank
Misfortune seemed his lot
He got into a drifted bank
And we, we got upsot
Jingle Bells, Jingle Bells
Jingle all the way!
What fun it is to ride
In a one-horse open sleigh
A day or two ago
the story I must tell
I went out on the snow
And on my back I fell
A gent was riding by
In a one-horse open sleigh
He laughed as there
I sprawling lie
But quickly drove away
Jingle Bells, Jingle Bells
Jingle all the way!
What fun it is to ride
In a one-horse open sleigh
Now the ground is white
Go it while you're young
Take the girls tonight
And sing this sleighing song
Just get a bob-tailed bay
two-forty as his speed
Hitch him to an open sleigh
And crack! you'll take the lead
Jingle Bells, Jingle Bells
Jingle all the way!
What fun it is to ride
In a one-horse open sleigh

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Samba Mambo


Samba Mambo
Composer(s): Michel Berger
Performer(s): France Gall



La samba samba s'en va
Quand le mambo mambo est là
La samba samba sans toi
Je change, je change, je change de pas
Tu danses, tu danses dans d'autres bras
Je pense, je pense, je pense à toi
Immense, immense baraka
Tu t'es retournée contre moi

La samba samba s'en va
Quand le mambo mambo est là
La samba samba sans toi
Tu changes, tu changes, peut-être pas

Tibili-bili pa pa lia la
Tibili-bili pa pa lia la
Tibili-bili pa pa lia la
Tibili-bili pa pa lia la

Tu penches, tu penches vers d'autres voix
Tu te balances très loin de moi
Immense, immense baraka
Je prie, je prie, je prie pour toi

La samba samba s'en va
Quand le mambo, mambo est là
La samba samba sans toi
Je change, je change, je change de pas

Tibili-bili pa pa lia la
Tibili-bili pa pa lia la
Tibili-bili pa pa lia la
Tibili-bili pa pa lia la

Chacun prend la place de l'autre
Et le bonheur des uns fait le malheur des autres

La samba samba s'en va
Quand le mambo, mambo est là
La samba samba sans toi
Tu changes, tu changes, peut-être pas
La samba samba s'en va
Quand le mambo, mambo est là
La samba samba sans toi
Tu changes, tu changes, peut-être pas

Tibili-bili pa pa lia la
Tibili-bili pa pa lia la
Tibili-bili pa pa lia la
Tibili-bili pa pa lia la

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Jingle Bell Rock


Jingle Bell Rock Composer(s): Jim Boothe; Joe Beal First release by: Bobby Helms - 1957 Covered by multiple other artists



Jingle bell, jingle bell, jingle bell rock
Jingle bells swing and jingle bells ring
Snowing and blowing up bushels of fun
Now the jingle hop has begun

Jingle bell, jingle bell, jingle bell rock
Jingle bells chime in jingle bell time
Dancing and prancing in Jingle Bell Square
In the frosty air

What a bright time, it's the right time
To rock the night away
Jingle bell time is a swell time
To go gliding in a one-horse sleigh
Giddy-up jingle horse, pick up your feet
Jingle around the clock
Mix and a-mingle in the jingling feet
That's the jingle bell
That's the jingle bell
That's the jingle bell rock

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Samba E Amor


Samba E Amor
Composer(s): Chico Buarque
First release by: Chico Buarque - 1970
Covered by multiple other artists



Eu faç samba e amor até mais tarde
E tenho muito sono de manhã
Escuto a correria da cidade, que arde
E apressa o dia de amanhã

De madrugada a gente ainda se ama
E a fábrica começa a buzinar
O trânsito contorna a nossa cama, reclama
Do nosso eterno espreguiçar

No colo da bem-vinda companheira
No corpo do bendito violão
Eu faço samba e amor a noite inteira
Não tenho a quem prestar satisfação

Eu faço samba e amor até mais tarde
E tenho muito mais o que fazer
Escuto a correria da cidade, que alarde
Será que é tão difícil amanhecer?

Não sei se preguiçoso ou se covarde
Debaixo do meu corbertor de lã
Eu faço samba e amor até mais tarde
E tenho muito sono de manhã

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Jesus, Jesus, Rest Your Head


Jesus, Jesus, Rest Your Head



Jesus, Jesus, rest your head
You have got a manger bed
All the evil folk on earth
Sleep in feathers at their birth

(But) Jesus, Jesus, rest your head
You have got a manger bed

Have you heard about our Jesus?
Have you heard about his fate?
How his mother came to the stable
On that Christmas Eve so late?
Winds were blowing
Cows were lowing
Stars were glowing, glowing, glowing

Jesus, Jesus, rest your head
You have got a manger bed

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Samba Do Grande Amor


Samba Do Grande Amor
Composer(s): Chico Buarque
Performer(s): Chico Buarque
and multiple other artists


Tinha cá pra mim
Que agora sim
Eu vivia enfim o grande amor
Mentira
Me atirei assim
De trampolim
Fui até o fim um amador

Passava um verão
A água e pão
Dava o meu quinhão pro grande amor
Mentira
Eu botava a mão
No fogo então
Com meu coração de fiador

Hoje eu tenho apenas uma pedra no meu peito
Exijo respeito, não sou mais um sonhador
Chego a mudar de calçada
Quando aparece uma flor
E dou risada do grande amor
Mentira

Fui muito fiel
Comprei anel
Botei no papel o grande amor
Mentira
Reservei hotel
Sarapatel
E lua-de-mel em Salvador

Fui rezar na Sé
Pra São José
Que eu levava fé no grande amor
Mentira
Fiz promessa até
Pra Oxumaré
De subir a pé o Redentor

Hoje eu tenho apenas uma pedra no meu peito
Exijo respeito, não sou mais um sonhador
Chego a mudar de calçada
Quando aparece uma flor
E dou risada do grande amor
Mentira

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