Maandag 12 januari 1987
The Little Grave
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The Little Grave
Composer(s): John D. Loudermilk
Performer(s): John D. Loudermilk
and multiple other artists
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Zondag 11 januari 1987
Shoo Fly Pie And Apple Pan Dowdy
Shoo Fly Pie And Apple Pan Dowdy
Composer(s): Sammy Gallop; Guy Wood
Performer(s): Dinah Shore
and multiple other artists
If you wanna do right by your appetite
If you're fussy about your food
Take a choo-choo today, head New England way
And we'll put you in the happiest mood with
Shoo Fly Pie and Apple Pan Dowdy
Makes your eyes light up
Your tummy say "Howdy"
Shoo Fly Pie and Apple Pan Dowdy
I never get enough of that wonderful stuff
Shoo Fly Pie and Apple Pan dowdy makes the sun come out
When Heavens are cloudy
Shoo Fly Pie and Apple Pan Dowdy
I never get enough of that wonderful stuff!
Mama! When you bake
Mama! I don't want cake
Mama! For my sake
Go to the oven and make some ever lovin' Sh
Shoo Fly Pie and Apple Pan Dowdy
Makes your eyes light up
Your tummy say "Howdy"
Shoo Fly Pie and Apple Pan Dowdy
I never get enough of that wonderful stuff!
Zondag 11 januari 1987
Little Drummer Boy
Little Drummer Boy ((aka Peace on Earth/Little Drummer Boy (David Bowie & Bing Crosby) - 1982))
((Adapted from: Carol Of The Drum (The Jack Halloran Singers) - 1957))
Composer(s): Katherine Davis - Henry Onorati - Harry Simeone
Performer(s): The Harry Simeone Chorale - 1958
and multiple other artists
Versions In Other Languages:
1965 - L'enfant Au Tambour (Nana Mouskouri)
1965 - Den Lille Trommesla'r (Bjørn Tidmand)
1966 - La Cancion Del Tamborilero (Raphael)
1973 - Kleine Trommelaar (Will Tura)
1987 - Der Kleine Trommler (Heintje)
2009 - Trommedrengen (Linda Andrews, Malmö Symfoniorkester, Dobbeltkvartetten)
Come, they told me (pa-rum-pa-pa-pum)
A new-born King to see (pa-rum-pa-pa-pum)
Our finest gifts we bring (pa-rum-pa-pa-pum)
To lay before the King (pa-rum-pa-pa-pum
rum-pa-pa-pum, rum-pa-pa-pum)
So to honor Him (pa-rum-pa-pa-pum)
When we come
Baby Gesu (pa-rum-pa-pa-pum)
I am a poor boy, too (pa-rum-pa-pa-pum)
I have no gift to bring (pa-rum-pa-pa-pum)
That's fit to give a King (pa-rum-pa-pa-pum
rum-pa-pa-pum, rum-pa-pa-pum)
Shall I play for you (pa-rum-pa-pa-pum)
On my drum?
Mary nodded (pa-rum-pa-pa-pum)
The ox and lamb kept time (pa-rum-pa-pa-pum)
I played my drum for Him (pa-rum-pa-pa-pum)
I played my best for Him (pa-rum-pa-pa-pum
rum-pa-pa-pum, rum-pa-pa-pum)
Then, He smiled at me (pa-rum-pa-pa-pum)
Me and my drum
Zaterdag 10 januari 1987
Shoo Be Doo
Shoo Be Doo
Composer(s): Ric Ocasek
Performer(s): The Cars
It's funny, honey, but you don't care
You never want to take me anywhere
You ride around in your cadium car
You keep wishing upon a star
Why is it you don't care
Don't you go making eyes at me
Don't remind me
Don't you tell me what to do
Shoo be doo
Zaterdag 10 januari 1987
The Little Boy That Santa Claus Forgot
The Little Boy That Santa Claus Forgot
Composer(s): Tommie Connor; Jimmy Leach; Michael Carr
Performer(s): Nat King Cole;
and various other artists
Christmas comes but once a year for ev'ry girl and boy
The laughter and the joy they find in each toy
I'll tell you of a little boy who lives across the way
This little feller's Christmas is just another day
He's the little boy that Santa Claus forgot
And goodness knows he didn't want a lot
He sent a note to Santa for some soldiers and a drum
It broke his little heart when he found Santa hadn't come
In the street, he envies all those lucky boys
Then wanders home to last year's broken toys
I'm so sorry for that laddie
He hasn't got a daddy
The little boy that Santa Claus forgot
Vrijdag 9 januari 1987
Shoeshine Boy
Shoeshine Boy
Composer(s): Gerry Rafferty
Performer(s): Gerry Rafferty
Shoeshine boy, he’s makin’ his money workin’ dowtown on Main Street
Shoeshine boy, I know it ain’t funny cleanin’ everything on two feet
Get down, get down upon your knees and brush your blues away
It won’t be long ‘til Saturday night
and you’ll be dancin’ with your lady ‘til the break of day
Shoeshine boy, don’t have no ambition, just wants to be a kerbside boot black
Shoeshine boy, your daddy’s getting older, gotta take the weight off his back
Get down, get down upon your knees and brush your blues away
It won’t be long ‘til Saturday night
and you’ll be dancin’ with your lady ‘til the break of day
You know you feel so good when she comes to need you
And when you’re dancin’ together, you just can’t beat you
Get down, get down upon your knees and brush your blues away
It won’t be long ‘til Saturday night
and you’ll be dancin’ with your lady ‘til the break of day
You know you feel so good when she comes to need you
And when you’re dancin’ together, you just can’t beat you
Shoeshine boy, he’s makin’ his money workin’ dowtown on Main Street
Shoeshine boy, I know it ain’t funny cleanin’ everything on two feet
Get down, get down upon your knees and brush your blues away
It won’t be long ‘til Saturday night
and you’ll be dancin’ with your lady ‘til the break of day
Vrijdag 9 januari 1987
The King Of Christmas
The King Of Christmas
Composer(s): Ron Bell; George Cochran
Performer(s): Ray Stevens
Well, it was 10 o'clock on Christmas Eve
I was wipein' eggnog on my sleeve
Tryin' hard to fight those Christmas blues
I went to bed,turned out the light
I woke up sometime around midnight
Thought I heard somebody singin' Blue Suede Shoes
Well, I got up and scratched my head
I know that voice,but who I said
Opened the window and looked outside
I saw nine raindeer parked out back
Hitched up to a long pink cadillac
They looked like they'd just finished one heck of a ride
Well, my hair stood up on the back of my neck
I went downstairs for one quick check
I just had to find out for myself
Well,he was big that much was true
But he looked like someone else I knew
Not like that white bearded,rosie cheeked old man
Oh, he's the King, The King of Christmas
(He's the king, the King of Christmas)
Alive and well and ridin' in his sleigh
And I just can't help believin'
Well those tabloids aint decivin'
Cuz the King of Christmas
Passed me on his way!
Now beneath his cap of jet black hair
And sideburns hangin' down to there
He wore a silver belt around his waist
Then with a swivel of his hip
He started to curl his upper lip
With a look that said Merry Christmas on his face
Then with a karate kick he whirled around
I saw him write something down
He took the note and he stuffed it in my sock
Then he put a record under the tree
Just before he turned to leave
He hummed a bit of Jailhouse Rock
Oh, he's the King, The King of Christmas
(He's the king, the King of Christmas)
Alive and well and ridin' in his sleigh
And I just can't help believin'
Well those tabloids aint decivin'
Cuz the King of Christmas
Passed me on his way!
Then he pulled up his collar and flipped back his hair
And disappeared into thin air
I saw the sequins glitter upon his coat
That 45 that he'd laid down was
Santa Claus Is Back In Town
And I played it while I read the words he wrote
I'll outlive rock and roll and postage stamps that say I'm dead
And at the bottom he signed his famous name
Well, some say the King was put to rest
But me and Santa, we know best
And I bet somewhere there's elves that'll say the same
Oh he's the King,the King of Christmas
(He's the king,the King of Christmas)
Alive and well and ridin' in his sleigh
And as I heard that sleigh rev and fly
Through the night there came a cry
Santa Claus has left the building!
Oh, he's the King, The King of Christmas
(He's the king, the King of Christmas)
Alive and well and ridin' in his sleigh
And I just can't help believin'
Well those tabloids aint decivin'
Cuz the King of Christmas
Passed me on his way!
Donderdag 8 januari 1987
Shoe Shine Boy
Shoe Shine Boy
Composer(s): Saul Chaplin; Sammy Cahn
Performer(s): Louis Armstrong
and multiple other artists
Though you haven't many toys
You don't envy any boys
Every day's a work day
Your work is just a game
I'd like to sing your praise
but I don't know your name
You're just a shoe shine boy
You work hard all day
Shoe shine boy
Got no time to play
Every nickel helps a lot
So shine, shine, shoe shine boy
You find joy in the things you do
Shoe shine boy seldom ever blue
You're content with what you've got
So shine, shine, shoe shine boy
People look at you with scorn
'cos your clothes are worn and torn
Still you never whine
You keep looking up and down the street
Pleading with each one you meet
Brother can you spare a shine
Oh, Shoe shine boy soon the day will come
Shoe shine boy soon a tune you'll hum
Every nickel helps a lot
So shine, shine, shoe shine boy
Shoe shine, shoe shine boy
Donderdag 8 januari 1987
The Hustle
The Hustle
Composer(s): Van McCoy
First release by: Van McCoy & The Soul City Symphony - 1975
Look here's a dance
So old it's new
'Cause trash disco is seventies cool
Like country line dance, to some it's fine
Sadly though, you gotta lose your mind
Get organized, discipline is fun
I want to encourage everyone
To coordinate your steps and clap
Avoid the individuality trap
Take a walk on the wild side
And the African-American women sing
Do the Hustle!
Do the Hustle!
Do the Hustle!
Do the Hustle!
Express yourself
Is a wonderful thought
But right here, right now, please do not!
Specific moves fit the grooves
You got nothing more to prove
Coordinate your steps and clap
Avoid the individuality trap
Take a walk on the wild side
And the African-American women sing
Do the Hustle!
Do the Hustle!
Do the Hustle!
Hey!
Do it!
Everybody!
Everybody!
Hey!
Do the Hustle!
All the boys and all the girls
Doin' the Hustle
Do the Hustle
Everybody
Get up!
It's fun!
It's free!
Woensdag 7 januari 1987
Shock The Monkey
Shock The Monkey
Composer(s): Peter Gabriel
First release by: Peter Gabriel - 1982
Covered by multiple other artists
Cover me when I run
Cover me through the fire
Something knocked me out' the trees
Now I'm on my knees
Cover me, darling please
Monkey, monkey, monkey
Don't you know when you're going to shock the monkey
Fox the fox
Rat the rat
You can ape the ape
I know about that
There is one thing you must be sure of
I can't take any more
Darling, don't you monkey with the monkey
Monkey, monkey, monkey
Don't you know you're going to shock the monkey
Wheels keep turning
Something's burning
Don't like it but I guess I'm learning
Shock! - watch the monkey get hurt, monkey
Cover me, when I sleep
Cover me, when I breathe
You throw your pearls before the swine
Make the monkey blind
Cover me, darling please
Monkey, monkey, monkey
Don't you know you're going to shock the monkey
Too much at stake
Ground beneath me shake
And the news is breaking
Shock! - watch the monkey get hurt, monkey
Shock the monkey
Shock the monkey
Shock the monkey to life
Woensdag 7 januari 1987
The Holly And The Ivy
The Holly And The Ivy
Composer(s): Cecil Sharp
The holly and the ivy
When they are both full grown
Of all the trees that are in the wood
The holly bears the crown
O the rising of the sun
And the running of the deer
The playing of the merry organ
Sweet singing of the choir
The holly bears a blossom
As white as lily flower
And Mary bore sweet Jesus Christ
To be our sweet Saviour
O the rising of the sun
And the running of the deer
The playing of the merry organ
Sweet singing of the choir
The holly bears a berry
As red as any blood
And Mary bore sweet Jesus Christ
To do poor sinners good
O the rising of the sun
And the running of the deer
The playing of the merry organ
Sweet singing of the choir
The holly bears a prickle
As sharp as any thorn
And Mary bore sweet Jesus Christ
On Christmas Day in the morn
O the rising of the sun
And the running of the deer
The playing of the merry organ
Sweet singing of the choir
The holly bears a bark
As bitter as any gall
And Mary bore sweet Jesus Christ
For to redeem us all
O the rising of the sun
And the running of the deer
The playing of the merry organ
Sweet singing of the choir
The holly and the ivy
Now both are full well grown
Of all the trees that are in the wood
The holly bears the crown
O the rising of the sun
And the running of the deer
The playing of the merry organ
Sweet singing of the choir
Dinsdag 6 januari 1987
The Eleven Hours Of Christmas
The Eleven Hours Of Christmas
Performer(s): Jim Haynes
By the first hour of Christmas the kids are all awake
One can tell it's Christmas Day
By the second hour of Christmas the kids begin to make
Too much noise....
One can tell it's Christmas Day
By the third hour of Christmas the toys begin to break
Three broken toys, too much noise....
One can tell it's Christmas Day
By the fourth hour of Christmas your head begins to ache -
For no one enjoys, three broken toys, Too much noise.....
One can tell it's Christmas Day
By the fifth hour of Christmas you just have to take
Five aspirins please.... for no one enjoys, three broken toys, too much noise....
One can tell it's Christmas Day
By the sixth hour of Christmas you make a big mistake
Six cans of beer, five aspirins please.... for no one enjoys, three broken toys, too much noise....
One can tell it's Christmas Day
By the seventh hour of Christmas - your hands begin to shake
Seven relatives appear, six cans of beer, five aspirins please.... for no one enjoys, three broken toys, too much noise....
One can tell it's Christmas Day
By the eighth hour of Christmas dinner has been baked
Ate too much again, seven relatives appear, six cans of beer, five aspirins please....
for no one enjoys, three broken toys, too much noise....
One can tell it's Christmas Day
By the ninth hour of Christmas your stomache starts to quake
Nine hours of pain, ate too much again, seven relatives appear, six cans of beer, five aspirins please....
for no one enjoys, three broken toys, too much noise....
One can tell it's Christmas Day
By the tenth hour of Christmas you're eating Auntie's cake
Ten rows have started, nine hours of pain, ate too much again, seven relatives appear
six cans of beer, five aspirins please.... for no one enjoys, three broken toys, too much noise....
One can tell it's Christmas Day
By the eleventh hour of Christmas - go home for goodness sake -
Eleven couples parted, ten rows have started, nine hours of pain, ate too much again, seven relatives appear
six cans of beer, five aspirins please.... for no one enjoys, three broken toys, too much noise....
One can tell it's Christmas Day
If I get that old wishbone, I will make three wishes
I'd wish that I was on my own every single Christmas
I'd wish that I could disappear when relatives intruded
I'd wish with noisy toys each year...batteries weren't included!
Dinsdag 6 januari 1987
The Hat I Got For Christmas Is Too Big
The Hat I Got For Christmas Is Too Big
Performer(s): Mel Blanc
The hat I got for Christmas is too big
It's nice, but my sombrero is too big
Is it raining, is it snowing, I can't see where I am going
`Cause the hat I got for Christmas is too big
But ring the bells and beat the drum
Ring the bells and beat the drum
I'll ring the bells to ??? for light
But if I see that Santé Claus I'm going to start a fight
The hat I got for Christmas is too big
Oh, it's nice, but my sombrero is too big
If you wonder why I shiver, I'll tell three times in the river
`Cause the hat I got for Christmas is too big
But ring the bells and beat the drum
Ring the bells and beat the drum
I'll ring the bells, but I feel sick
`Cause Mr. Santé Claus you played on me a dirty trick
The hat I got for Christmas is too big
It's nice, but my sombrero is too big
If you think it's hot in Siam, you should be in here where I am
The hat I got for Christmas is too big
The hat I got for Christmas is too big
It's nice, but my sombrero is too big
Can't tell one thing from another, I got married to my brother
The hat I got for Christmas is too big
But ring the bells and beat the drum
Ring the bells and beat the drum
I'll ring the bells and say: "Olé"
But Mr. Señor Santé Claus you spoiled my holiday
Porqué socce sombrero grande Santé Claus?
Maandag 5 januari 1987
Shiver Me Timbers
Shiver Me Timbers
(German Version: Nach Mir Die Sinflut)
Composer(s): Tom Waits
First release by: Tom Waits - 1974
Covered by multiple other artists
I'm leavin' my fam'ly
Leavin' all my friends
My body's at home
But my heart's in the wind
Where the clouds are like headlines
On a new front page sky
My tears are salt water
And the moon's full and high
And I know Martin Eden's
Gonna be proud of me
And many before me
Who've been called by the sea
To be up in the crow's nest
Singin' my say
Shiver me Timbers
'Cause I'm a-sailin' away
And the fog's liftin'
And the sand's shiftin'
I'm driftin' on out
Ol' Captain Ahab
He ain't got nothin' on me, now
So swallow me, don't follow me
I'm trav'lin' alone
Blue water's my daughter
'n I'm gonna skip like a stone
So please call my missus
Gotta tell her not to cry
'Cause my goodbye is written
By the moon in the sky
Hey and nobody knows me
I can't fathom my stayin'
Shiver me timbers
'Cause I'm a-sailin' away
And the fog's liftin'
And the sand's shiftin'
I'm driftin' on out
Ol' Captain Ahab
He ain't got nothin' on me
So come and swallow me, follow me
I'm trav'lin' alone
Blue water's my daughter
'n I'm gonna skip like a stone
And I'm leavin' my family
Leavin' all my friends
My body's at home
But my heart's in the wind
Where the clouds are like headlines
Upon a new front page sky
And shiver me timbers
'Cause I'm a-sailin' away
Maandag 5 januari 1987
The Happy Elf
The Happy Elf
Composer(s): Harry Connick Jr.
Performer(s): Harry Conninck Jr.
Seven days a week
Ev'ry week of the month
And ev'ry month of the year
He's got us making presents
And I'm happy
Ev'ry girl and boy
Gets their own kind of toy
We like to fill 'em with joy
We're workin' over time
To make 'em happy
Then on Christmas eve
We jump on big red's sleigh
We don't miss a chimney
On our jolly way
We won't stop until
Every kid gets a fill
Of Santa's brand of good will
The thrill of spilling cheer
Just makes us happy
So, if you've been good yourself
You might see the happy elf
Stop by your house and make
You very happy
The happy elf
I'm the happy elf
I'm the happy elf and I just might stop on by
The happy elf
I'm the happy elf
I'm the happy elf and I just might stop on by
I'm Santa's spy!
Zondag 4 januari 1987
Nach Mir Die Sinflut
Nach Mir Die Sinflut
(Adapted from: Shiver Me Timbers - 1974)
Composer(s): Tom Waits
Performer(s): Wolfgang Ambros
I loß alles lieg'n und stehn
I segel afoch fuat
Und niemand wird mit mir geh'n
mir geht's wieder guat
I verloß mei oides Leben
und alle meine Freund
Nur mit'n Wind und mit'n Wossa
mit Sunn und Mond vereint
Und i waß, da oide Hemingway
wär stolz g'wes'n auf mi
wie auf so viele andre
die eam g'folgt san, wie i
I schau obe vom Mastkorb
in die purpurrote Sonn
nach mir die Sinflut
i segel davon
Wenn ma am Ruder steht
wann si des Segel bläht
dann waß ma erst, wofür ma lebt
I bin der Kapitän
Schau zua, wie si der Nebel hebt
So haßt's mi, oba lassts mi gehn
kan Stress mehr und kann Druck
mei Ziel is der Horizont
und i komm nie mehr wieder z'ruck
So bittschön rufts mei Frau an
sie soll ned traurig sein
sie wird's ned begreifen
doch des geht boid vorbei
Hey und niemand verfolgt mi
i nimm mir jetzt mein Lohn
nach mir die Sintflut
i segel davon
Zondag 4 januari 1987
The Happiest Christmas Tree
The Happiest Christmas Tree
Composer(s): Cathy Lynn
Performer(s): Nat King Cole
(With a hey and a hee and a hoo-hoo)
(With a hee and a hoo and a hah-hah)
(With a hoo and a hah and a hee-hee)
(Ooooohhhhhhhhh.......)
I'm the happiest Christmas tree
Hoo-hoo-hoo, hee-hee-hee
Someone came and they found me
And took me home with them
Oh, I'm the happiest Christmas tree
Hoo-hoo-hoo, hee-hee-hee
Look how pretty they dressed me
Oh, lucky, lucky me
I got shiny bells that jingle
And tiny lights that tingle
Whenever anyone passes by
I blink my lights and I wink my eye
Oh, I'm the happiest Christmas tree
Christmas Day, wait and see
I'll be laughing happily
With a hoo-hoo-hoo-hee-hee
(With a hey and a hee and a hoo-hoo)
(With a hee and a hoo and a hah-hah)
(With a hoo and a hah and a hey-hey)
(Oh, I'm the happiest Christmas tree)
(Hoo-hoo-hoo, hee-hee-hee)
Someone came and they found me
And took me home with them
(Oh, I'm the happiest Christmas tree)
(Hoo-hoo-hoo, hee-hee-hee)
Look how pretty they dressed me
Oh, lucky, lucky me
I got shiny bells that jingle
And tiny lights that tingle
Whenever anyone passes by
I blink my lights and I wink my eye
Oh, I'm the happiest Christmas tree
Christmas Day, wait and see
I'll be laughing happily
With a hoo-hoo-hoo-hee-hee
(With a hey and a hee and a hoo-hoo)
(With a hee and a hoo and a hah-hah)
(With a hey and a hee and a hoo-hoo)
(With a hee and a hoo and a hah-hah)
(With a hey and a hee and a hoo-hoo)
(With a hee and a hoo..........)
Zaterdag 3 januari 1987
Shiver
Shiver
Composer(s): Narada Michael Walden; Preston Glass; Suzanne Valentine
Performer(s): George Benson
Do-do-do-do-do-do-do-do-do-do-do-do-do-do-do-do-do-do-do-do-do
Do-do-do-do-do-do-do-do-do-do-do-do-do-do-do-do-do-do-do-do-do
From the moment that I see you
Chills run down my spine
Your smile is mesmerizin’
And soothes me like sweet wine
(Ooh) With you is where it’s warmer
I never want to leave
So come on, girl, let’s closer
I want to breathe when you breathe
You make me shiver
Girl, your love is such a sweet sensation, ho, ho
You make me shiver
Baby, when you’re here with me it’s fascination
You make me shiver
Do-do-do-do-do-do-do-do-do-do-do-do-do-do-do-do-do-do-do-do-do
Shiver
Do-do-do-do-do-do-do-do-do-do-do-do-do-do-do-do-do-do-do-do-do
Zaterdag 3 januari 1987
Rabbit
Rabbit
Composer(s): Chas Hodges; Dave Peacock
Performer(s): Chas & Dave
Rabbit, rabbit .....
Rabbit, rabbit .....
You got a beatiful chin
You got beautiful skin
You got a beautiful face
You got taste
You got beautiful eyes
You got beautiful thighs
You got a lot, without a doubt
But I'm thinkin' bout blowin you out
Cos, you won't stop talking
Why don't you give it a rest?
You got more rabbit than Sainsbury's
It's time you got it off your chest
Now you was just the kind of girl to break my heart in two
Chorus
I knew right off when I first met my eyes on you
But how was I to know you'd break my ear holes too
With your excessive talking,
You're becoming a pest
Rabbit, rabbit, rabbit .....
Rabbit, rabbit, rabbit .....
Now you're a wonderful girl
You got a wonderful smell
You got wonderful arms
You got charms
You got wonderful hair
We make a wonderful pair
No I don't mind havin' a chat ....
But, you have to keep givin' it that
Chorus
Rabbit, rabbit, rabbit
Rabbit, rabbit, rabbit
Vrijdag 2 januari 1987
Shirl's Theme
