Zaterdag 4 mei 1985
Lobt Gott, Ihr Christen Alle Gleich
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Lobt Gott, Ihr Christen Alle Gleich
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Vrijdag 3 mei 1985
Sang Pour Sang
Sang Pour Sang
Composer(s): Eric Chemouny; David Hallyday
Performer(s): Johnny Hallyday
J'ai pas toujours trouvé les mots
Pour bercer tes rêves d'enfant
Ensemble on est devenu grand
De bons points en double zéro
Paralysés par tant d'amour
On s'apprivoise au jour le jour
J'ai jamais su trouver les gestes
Qui pouvaient soigner tes blessures
Guider tes pas vers le futur
À tous les signaux de détresse
Dis, comment j'aurais pu faire face
Pris entre le feu et la glace
Au delà de nos différences
Des coups de gueule des coups de sang
À force d'échanger nos silences
Maintenant qu'on est face à face
On se ressemble sang pour sang
Comme si les battements de nos cœurs
Etaient sûr la même longueur d'ondes
Les lignes de nos mains se confondent
Tu me renvoies comme un miroir
Mes doutes et mes éclats de rires
La promesse d'un autre avenir
Peu importe si la vie menace
Ce qui reste en nous d'innocent
Puisqu'on se comprend à présent
Peu à peu la douleur s'efface
On en garde plus qu'une trace
Comme une offense au temps qui passe
Au-delà de nos différences
Des coups de gueule des coups de sang
A force d'échanger nos silences
Maintenant qu'on est face à face
On se ressemble sang pour sang
Au-delà de nos différences
A force d'échanger nos silences
Maintenant qu'on est face à face
On se ressemble sang pour sang
Tous les deux sang pour sang
Tout les deux sang pour sang
Oui, sang pour sang
Vrijdag 3 mei 1985
Little Toy Trains
Little Toy Trains (aka Old Toy Trains)
(French Version: Petit Garçon - 2000)
Composer(s): Roger Miller
First recording/First release by: Roger Miller - 1967
Covered by: The Forester Sisters - 1987
and multiple other artists
Little toy trains, little toy tracks
Little toy drums, comin' 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' little toy trains and little toy tracks
Little toy drums, comin' 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
So, close your eyes and listen to the skies
All is calm, all is well
Soon you'll hear Kris Kringle and the jingle bells
Bringin' little toy trains and little toy tracks
Little toy drums, comin' 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
Little boy, don't you think it's time you were in bed
Donderdag 2 mei 1985
Sandy (Ronny & The Daytonas)
Sandy
Composer(S): Buzz Cason; Bucky Willkin
Performer(s): Ronny & The Daytonas
Hey, girl, with sunlight in your hair (wo-o-o-oh)
It hurts me so to see you standing there (wo-o-o-oh)
O-O-Oh Sandy, you laugh and run away
You just don't care
Your kiss was warmer than the sun (wo-o-o-oh)
And I can't forget all the things we've done (wo-o-o-oh)
O-0-Oh Sandy, do you remember when
I was the one?
You've been around since
That new boy who found you
Took you uptown
So far from me
But someday, you're good times will be through (wo-o-o-oh)
And I know just what you're gonna do (wo-o-o-oh)
You'll come back, Sandy; you know I'll still be here
Waiting for you
(Sandy, Sandy, I love you)
Donderdag 2 mei 1985
Little Sandy Sleighfoot
Little Sandy Sleighfoot
Composer(s): Jim Savarino Crane
Performer(s): Jimmy Dean
His name is Sandy Sleighfoot
And oh so sad was he
For though he stood just 4 feet tall
His feet were 3 feet 3
He tried to help make Santa's toys
But with his feet so long
He'd trip and fall and break them all
Just every thing went wrong
Now little Sandy Sleighfoot
Don't you feel so blue
Even with your feet so long
God has a place for you
The other kids made fun of him
They laughed at him with glee
But Sandy Sleighfoot learned one day
Without skis he could ski
So when the night 'fore Christmas Eve
The reindeer stable burned
He skied down hill and saved the deer
By remembering what he'd learned
Now everybody loves him
And Santa Loves him, too
And ever since on Christmas eve
He's helped bring gifts to you
Woensdag 1 mei 1985
Sandy (Larry Hall)
Sandy
Composer(s): Terry Fell
Performer(s): Larry Hall
Sandy, Sandy
Took every sweet thing like sugar and spice
Ice cream and candy, everything nice
They put it together, they gave it a name
Sandy, Sandy, I'm a fool for Sandy
Her eyes are like heaven, her lips are devine
Young love is tender, gentle and kind
And everywhere I go, there you will find
Sandy, Sandy, I'm a fool for Sandy
Took every sweet thing like sugar and spice
Ice cream and candy, everything nice
They put it together, they gave it a name
Oh Sandy, Sandy, I'm a fool for Sandy
Sandy, Sandy, Sandy
Sandy, Sandy
Woensdag 1 mei 1985
Little Saint Nick
Little Saint Nick
Composer(s): Brian Wilson; Mike Love
First release by: The Beach Boys - 1963
Well way up north were the air get cold
There's a tale about Christmas that we've all been told
About a real famous guy all dressed up in red
And he spends the whole year workin' out on his sled
He's little Saint Nick
Oh he's a little Saint Nick
Just a little bobsled we call it old Saint Nick
And she'd rock a toboggan with a four-speed stick
She's candy apple red with a ski for a wheel
And when Santa gives the gas, man just watch her peel
She's little Saint Nick
Little Saint Nick
Run, run reindeer
Run, run reindeer
Run, run reindeer
Run, run reindeer
He don't miss no one
Now he's haulin' through the snow at a frightening speed
And a half a dozen reindeer with Rudy the lead
Well he's gotta wear shades 'cause the snow really flies
And he's cruisin' every pad with a little surprise
He's little Saint Nick
He's little Saint Nick
Merry Christmas
Christmas comes this time each year
Merry Christmas
Christmas comes this time each year
Merry Christmas, Yeah
Merry Christmas
Christmas comes this time each year
He's little Saint Nick
Merry Christmas
Dinsdag 30 april 1985
Sandy (John Travolta)
Sandy
Composer(s): Louis St. Louis; Scott Jared Simon
First release by: John Travolta - 1978
Stranded at the drive in, branded a fool
what will they say
Monday at school?
Sandy, can't you see, I'm in misery
We made a start, now we're apart
there's nothin' left for me
Love has flown all alone
I sit and wonder why-y-y oh why you left me, oh Sandy
Oh Sandy, maybe someday, when highschool is done
Somehow, someway, our two worlds will be one
In heaven forever and ever we will be
oh please say you'll stay, oh
Sandy Sandy my darlin', you hurt me real bad
you know it's true
But baby, you gotta believe me when I say
I'm helpless without you
Love has flown all alone, I sit, I wonder why-y-y oh why you
left me, oh Sandy Sandy
Sandy, why-y-y-y
oh Sandy
Dinsdag 30 april 1985
Little Red Riding Hood's Christmas Tree
Little Red Riding Hood's Christmas Tree
Composer(s): E. Dawson; D. Donez; A. Donnelly
Performer(s): Rosemary Clooney
All the quaint little folks from Storybook Land
Are happy as they can be
‘Cuz they’ll all be there and they all will share
Little Red Riding Hood’s Christmas Tree
For Little Boy Blue there’s a silver horn
To call the cows from the fields of corn
For Merry King Cole there’s a pipe and bowl
On Little Red Riding Hood’s Christmas Tree
A mama doll for Little Bo Peep
To take the place of her little lost sheep
For Pussy in the Well, there’s something swell
On Little Red Riding Hood’s Christmas Tree
For Cinderella there’s a beautiful dress
A bracelet, and a ring
Hi Diddle Diddle, the cat will play the fiddle
Four and twenty blackbirds are gonna sing
(There’s a) A magic pail for Jack and Jill
They can fall downhill and the water won’t spill
For Goldilocks, there’s a music box
On Little Red Riding Hood’s Christmas Tree
Maandag 29 april 1985
Sandy (Joe Dassin)
Sandy
Performer(s): Joe Dassin
Sandy, oh Sandy !
Ensemble on va faire une jolie photo d'amour
Pour deux francs on est unis pour toujours
Sandy, oh Sandy
Tu n'as que huit ans, j'en ai deux mille, mais tu sais
Que si tu m'attends, je t'epouserai
Elles seront sans doute effemeres nos noces de carton
Et celles d'une vie entiere nous les dechirons
Sandy, oh Sandy
J'en ai connu des fêtes qui donnaient sur le neant
On ne sais plus jouer quand on est grand
Sandy...
Avec elle c'est autre chose, ce n'est plus un jeu
Avec elle ce n'est plus un rôle, c'est presque serieux
Sandy, oh Sandy
Petit chaperon rouge, je te donne rendez-vous
Ce soir tu vas croquer le mechant loup
Sandy, Sandy
Ce soir c'est la premiere fois qu'un diable comme moi
Souris a un ange comme toi
Sandy...
Maandag 29 april 1985
Little Donkey
Little Donkey
Composer(s): Eric Boswell
Performer(s): The Beverley Sisters;
and various other artists
Little donkey, little donkey
On the dusty road
Got to keep on plodding onwards
With your precious load
Been a long time, little donkey
Through the winter’s night
Don’t give up now, little donkey
Bethlehem’s in sight
Ring out those bells tonight
Bethlehem, Bethlehem
Follow that star tonight
Bethlehem, Bethlehem
Little donkey, little donkey
Had a heavy day
Little donkey, carry Mary
Safely on her way
Little donkey, little donkey
Journey's end is near
There are wise men waiting for a
Sign to bring them here
Do not falter, little donkey
There's a star ahead
It will guide you, little donkey
To a cattle shed
Ring out those bells tonight
Bethlehem, Bethlehem
Follow that star tonight
Bethlehem, Bethlehem
Little donkey, little donkey
Had a heavy day
Little donkey, carry Mary
Safely on her way
Little donkey, carry Mary
Safely on her way
Zondag 28 april 1985
Sandra
Sandra
Performer(s): Barry Manilow
She's a great little housewife
Though sometimes she talks like a fool
But she helps at the store in the holiday rush
And she picks up the kids after school
And she puts down the phone when her husband comes home
And she changes from mother to wife
'Til she feels the words hanging between them
And she hangs by her words to her life
She says I swear I love my husband, I love my kids
I wanted to be like my mother
But if I hadn't done it as soon as I did
Oh there might have been time to be me
For myself, for myself
There's so many things that she wishes
She don't even know what she's missing
And that's how she knows that she missed
She's a sweetheart, except when she's moody
It's hard to get through to her then
Depressed for a while when the youngest was born
Oh but that happens now and again
She might take a drink with the housework
Or when Michael's kept late at the shop
A Martini or two before dinner
But she always knows when to stop
She says I swear I love my husband and I love my kids
You know I wanted to be like my mother
But if I hadn't done it as soon as I did
Oh there might have been time to be me
For myself, for myself
There's so many things that she wishes
She don't even know what she's missing
And that's how she knows that she missed
Oh they used to hold hands at the movies
Now it's seldom if ever they go
Once you've paid for the sitter and parking the car
There's no money left for the show
She was doing the dishes
When a glass fell and broke on the tile
And she cut her wrist (quite by mistake)
It was real touch and go for a while
She says Oh God I love my husband and I love my kids
You know I wanted to be like my, my mother
But if I hadn't done it as soon as I did
Oh there might have been time to be me
For myself, for myself
There's so many things that she wishes
She don't even know what she's missing
And that's how she knows that she missed
Zondag 28 april 1985
Little Christmas Tree (Tish Hinojosa)
Little Christmas Tree
Spanish Title: Arbolito
Composer(s): Tish Hinojosa
Performer(s): Tish Hinojosa
Arbolito this year I am seven
I have freckles, I would let you have them
There comes Mamacita with ornaments
And with lights to dress you
I help her, but she won't leave me with the icicles
From the kitchen, cooking las comadres
I smell chocolate, garlic and tamales
Where is my godmother and Santa Claus
No it's not the presents I want, you know
Yes, it's just the packages to guess
Arbolito I'm fifteen years old now
I can almost reach to put your star on
What I wish for Christmas this year is a secret
His name is - Ay mama mira! (Mom, look!)
My sister won't let me have the icicles!
From the kitchen, cooking las comadres
I smell chocolate, garlic and tamales
Where is my godmother and Santa Claus
No it's not the presents I want, you know
Yes, it's just the packages to guess
Arbolito, now I'm thirty something
How familiar is our yearly talking
No, mijita(daughter), you put the ornaments
Does it look like Better Homes magazine?
Aw, come on now, they're my icicles!
Zaterdag 27 april 1985
Sandman
Sandman
Composer(s): Dewey Bunnell
Performer(s): America
Ain't it foggy outside
All the planes have been grounded
Ain't the fire inside?
Let's all go stand around it
Funny, I've been there
And you've been here
And we ain't had no time to drink that beer
'Cause I understand you've been running from the man
That goes by the name of the Sandman
He flies the sky like an eagle in the eye
Of a hurricane that's abandoned
Ain't the years gone by fast
I suppose you have missed them
Oh, I almost forgot to ask
Did you hear of my enlistment?
Funny, I've been there
And you've been here
And we ain't had no time to drink that beer
'Cause I understand you've been running from the man
That goes by the name of the Sandman
He flies the sky like an eagle in the eye
Of a hurricane that's abandoned
I understand you've been running from the man
That goes by the name of the Sandman
He flies the sky like an eagle in the eye
Of a hurricane that's abandoned
I understand you've been running from the man
That goes by the name of the Sandman
He flies the sky like an eagle in the eye
Of a hurricane that's abandoned
I understand you've been running from the man
That goes by the name of the Sandman
He flies the sky like an eagle in the eye
Of a hurricane that's abandoned
Zaterdag 27 april 1985
Little Christmas Tree (Michael Jackson)
Little Christmas Tree
Composer(s): George Clinton; Art Wayne
Performer(s): Michael Jackson
I watch the snow flakes fall
against my window pane
and wonder if you
are watching snow flakes too
I take a walk downtown
to where you used to meet me
theres joy everywhere
but all thats waiting there
is just a little Christmas tree
lookin sorta sad n lonely just like me
noone seems to care
they just went away
and left it standing there
all alone on Christmas Eve
I hear the Christmas bell
the happy people singing
the songs of good cheer
that only brings me tears
I sadly close my eyes
and say a little prayer
you'll be waiting there for me
I look but all I see
is just a little Christmas tree
lookin sorta sad n lonely just like me
noone seems to care
they just went away and left it standing there
all alone on Christmas eve
this is the season of love
but I'm as sad as I can be
why did you have to leave me
oh little Christmas tree
lookin' sorta sad n lonely just like me
noone seems to care
they just went away
and left it standing there
all alone on Christmas Eve
Vrijdag 26 april 1985
Sand In Your Eyes
Sand In Your Eyes
Composer(s): Royston Langdon
Performer(s): Spacehog
When the world died laughing, laughing at you
While others cry hungry you go without food
Still you can see that as the world splits its sides
You're one of a million, just a wandering child
Because something meant something
Nothing to the few
Now heaven doesn't haunt you
And hell's awful
Don't tell me you love me, don't say that I do
'Cause I will believe you, I'll believe you
Now you're hurting but you just can't feel
You've got a chip on your shoulder and your arm won't heal
Sheer paranoia keeps you awake
Makes you hungry, makes you ache
She'll go enroll me, time and again
Well, I could have told you 'cause you're not my friend
Still I will believe you, I'll even lie
For all of your hurting is just sand in my eyes
Like sand in your eyes
But you can't see that with sand in your eyes
You're just one of a million wandering children
Vrijdag 26 april 1985
Little Christmas Stocking With A Hole In The Toe
Little Christmas Stocking With A Hole In The Toe
Performer(s): Cricketones
In the house upon the hill
Hanging on the window sill
Was a little Christmas stocking with a hole in the toe
And when Santa came to call
At the house upon the hill
He saw the Christmas stocking hanging in the candle glow.
Santa chuckled to himself
As he walked across the floor
To the little Christmas stocking with a hole in the toe
And he saw a note was pinned
The the place where it was torn
He read the note
then turned his head
so teardrops would not show
The note said, "Santa I am just a little boy
And I have everything that could bring me yuletide joy
When you fill my stocking, if it should overflow
I won't mind if something pushes through the hole in the toe"
Santa went back to his sled
And he loaded up his pack
Then he went back down the chimney and his heart was oh so glad
And he filled the stocking until no more he could pack
'Cause the note said, "Please, dear Santa
Could you make the gifts for mom & dad?"
Vrijdag 26 april 1985
Light Of The Stable
Light Of The Stable
Composer(s): Steve Rhymer; Elizabeth Rhymer
Performer(s): Emmylou Harris;
and various other artists
Hail hail to the newborn king
Let our voices sing him our praises
Hail hail to the guiding light
That brought us tonight to our Saviour
Ale (aleluiah)
Ale (aleluiah)
Ale (aleluiah)
Ale (aleluiah)
Come now where it shines so bright
To the knowing light of the stable
Kneel close to the child so dear
Cast aside your fear and the thankful
Ale (aleluiah)
Ale (aleluiah)
Ale (aleluiah)
Ale (aleluiah)
Donderdag 25 april 1985
Sand In My Shoes
Sand In My Shoes
Composer(s): Frank Loesser; Victor Schertzinger
Performer(s): Leslie Hutchinson
and multiple other artists
Sand in my shoes, sand from Havana
Calling me to that ever so heavenly shore
Calling me back to you once more
Dreams in the night, dreams of Havana
Dreams of a love I hadn’t the strength to refuse
Darling the sand is in my shoes
Deep in my veins the sensuous strains
Of the soft guitar
Deep in my soul the thunderous roll
Of a tropic sea under the stars,
That was Havana
You are the moonlit mem’ry I can’t seem to lose
That’s why my life’s an endless cruise
All that is real is the feel of the sand in my shoes
Deep in my veins the sensuous strains
Of the soft guitar
Deep in my soul the thunderous roll
Of a tropic sea under the stars,
That was Havana
You are the moonlit mem’ry I can’t seem to lose
That’s why my life’s an endless cruise
All that is real is the feel of the sand in my shoes
Sand in my shoes
Sand from Havana
Donderdag 25 april 1985
Lieber Kleiner Mann
