Woensdag 4 februari 1987
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The Twelve Days Of Christmas
(French Version: Les Douze Jours De Noël)
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Dinsdag 3 februari 1987
Should I Do It?
Should I Do It?
Composer(s): Martine Layng Jr.
Performer(s): The Pointer Sisters; Tanya Tucker
I swore when he hurt me so
I wouldn't see him anymore
But today he called my name
Ooh, I could feel the same old flame
Should I do it
Should I fall
Should I do it
After all
Is it crazy, is it right
I really wanna love him tonight
Should I do it
Should I play
Can I help it anyway
When I feel him hold me tight
I'm gonna turn on like a light
I know when we're in his car
I couldn't go just so far
I wanna give him everything
So, when I hear the telephone ring, yeah
Should I do it
Should I fall
Should I do it
After all
Is it crazy, is it right
I really wanna love him tonight
Should I do it
Should I play
Can I help it anyway
When I feel him hold me tight
I'm gonna turn on like a light
Oh, I'm so lonely and he's so fine
Maybe I should swallow my pride
Just one, one, one more time, yeah
Baby, I've got to know
Should I do it
Should I fall
Should I do it
After all
Is it crazy, is it right
I really wanna love him tonight
Should I do it
Should I play
Can I help it anyway
When I feel him hold me tight
I'm gonna turn on like a light
Should I do it
Should I do it
Should I do it
Should I do it
Should I do it...
Dinsdag 3 februari 1987
The Star Carol
The Star Carol
Composer(s): Wihla Hutson; Alfred S. Burt
Performer(s): Peggy Lee;
and various other artists
Long years ago on a deep winter night
High in the heav'ns a star shone bright
While in a manger a wee baby lay
Sweetly asleep on a bed of hay
Jesus, the Lord was that baby so small
Laid down to sleep in a humble stall
Then came the star and it stood overhead
Shedding its light 'round His little bed
Dear Baby Jesus how tiny Thou art
I'll make a place for Thee in my heart
And when the stars in the heavens I see
Ever and always I think of Thee
Maandag 2 februari 1987
The Spirit Of Christmas
The Spirit Of Christmas
Composer(s): Liz Anderson
First recording/First release by: Liz Anderson - 1967
Covered by: Lynn Anderson - 1971
Oh hear the chimes ringing, it’s Christmas again
With tidings of peace and good will to all men
So greet every stranger and make him your friend
For that is the spirit of Christmas
(Christmas time … oh Christmas
listen there’s bells in your heart)
This I know: love must flow
For love is the spirit of Christmas
In Bethlehem’s manger in years long grown dim
The Christ child was born so our love He might win
So open your heart out and let him come in
For He is the spirit of Christmas
(Christmas time … oh Christmas
listen there’s bells in your heart)
This I know: love must flow
For love is the spirit of Christmas
Love is the spirit of Christmas
Zondag 1 februari 1987
A Song For Donny
A Song For Donny
((Adapted from: This Christmas (by Donny Hathaway) - 1971))
Composer(s): Donny Hathaway; Nadine McKinnor; Carrie Lucas
Performer(s): The Whispers - 1979
People speak your name
And think what a shame you're gone
Still they know
What you've left behind
Lives in our hearts and minds
Today and tomorrow
The clouds of darkness came your way
You've given us a brighter day
And your music will be
So very, very special to me
Sometimes wealth and fame
Whispered, "Play my game"
But you, yes, you refused to
Genius touched your soul
Fortune not your gold
God's gift is what changed you
A voice like silk would weave your spell
And words of life, oh, only you tell
And your music is gonna be
Very, very special to me
In life's fleeting glance
Few have met the chance to give
All they can
And though short you stay
Before you went away with them
Now you stand
Listening to your sounds of joy
I thank one shy, ghetto boy
And your music will always be
So very, very special to me
Said I love you, Donny
And you're gonna always be
Very, very, very special to me
Gonna miss one shy, little ghetto boy
This is a song for you
Said I love you, Donny, and I miss you, Donny
You're gonna always be a friend to me
Miss you, Donny
Yeah, I miss you, Donny
Zondag 1 februari 1987
Alone Again (Naturally)
Alone Again (Naturally)
((Dutch Version: 1948 (by Gerard Cox) - 1972))
Composer(s): Gilbert O'Sullivan
First release by: Gilbert O'Sullivan - 1972
Covered by multiple other artists
In a little while from now
If I'm not feeling any less sour
I promise myself to treat myself
And visit a nearby tower
And climbing to the top will throw myself off
In an effort to make it clear to whoever
What it's like when you're shattered
Left standing in the lurch at a church
Where people saying: "My God, that's tough"
"She stood him up"
"No point in us remaining"
"We may as well go home"
As I did on my own
Alone again, naturally
To think that only yesterday
I was cheerful, bright and gay
Looking forward to who wouldn't do
The role I was about to play ?
But as if to knock me down
Reality came around
And without so much as a mere touch
Cut me into little pieces
Leaving me to doubt
Talk about God in His mercy
Who if He really does exist
Why did He desert me?
In my hour of need
I truly am indeed
Alone again, naturally
It seems to me that there are more hearts
Broken in the world that can't be mended
Left unattended
What do we do? What do we do?
Alone again, naturally
Looking back over the years
And whatever else that appears
I remember I cried when my father died
Never wishing to hide the tears
And at sixty-five years old
My mother, God rest her soul
Couldn't understand why the only man
She had ever loved had been taken
Leaving her to start with a heart so badly broken
Despite encouragement from me
No words were ever spoken
And when she passed away
I cried and cried all day
Alone again, naturally
Alone again, naturally
Zaterdag 31 januari 1987
Shotgun Boogie
Shotgun Boogie
Composer(s): Tennessee Ernie Ford
First release by: Tennessee Ernie Ford - 1950
Covered by multiple other artists
There it stands in the corner with the barrel so straight
I looked out the window and over the gate
The big, fat rabbits are a-jumpin' in the grass
Wait'll they hear my old shotgun blast
Shotgun Boogie, I done saw your tracks
Look out Mr. Rabbit when I cock my hammer back
Well, over on the ridge is a scaly bark
Hick'ry nuts so big you can see 'em in the dark
The big fat squirrels they scratch and they bite
I'll be on that ridge before daylight
Shotgun Boogie, all I need is one shot
Look out bushy tail, tonight you'll be in the pot
Well, I met a pretty gal, she was tall and thin
I asked her what she had, she said: "A Fox Four-Ten"
I looked her up and down and said: "Boy, this is love"
So we headed for the brush to shoot a big fat dove
Shotgun Boogie, boy the feathers flew
Look out Mister Dove when she draws a bead on you
I sat down on a log, took her on my lap
She said, "Wait a minute, bub, you got to see my Pap
He's got a sixteen-gauge choked down like a rifle
He don't like a man that's a-gonna trifle"
Shotgun Boogie, draws a bead so fine
Look out big boy, he's loaded all the time
Well, I called on her Pap like a gentleman oughta
He said: "No brush hunter's gonna get my daughter"
He cocked back the hammer right on the spot
When the gun went off, I outran the shot
Shotgun Boogie, I wanted wedding bells
I'll be back little gal, when your pappy runs out of shells
Zaterdag 31 januari 1987
The Secret Of Giving
The Secret Of Giving
Composer(s): Rick Bowles; Sunny Russ
Performer(s): Reba McEntire
In this life we all go through hard times
When we struggle and pray for a lifeline
Just needing someone
To show us the way
To you the glass might seem half empty
But it's half full to those without any
So hold on to hope
And try to have faith
Oh, you've got to have faith
If there's just one secret to living
Whoever you are
It's learning the meaning of giving
With an open heart
With an open heart
If you offer the best part of yourself
Even when you don't have anything else
Honest and true
It'll come back to you
Love comes back to you
If there's just one secret to living
Whoever you are
It's learning the meaning of giving
With an open heart
With an open heart
With your arms wide open
The world opens wide
And you'll believe it deep inside
That there's just one secret to living
Whoever you are
It's finding that true joy in giving
With an open heart
With an open heart
Vrijdag 30 januari 1987
Shotgun (Serge Gainsbourg)
Shotgun
Composer(s): Serge Gainsbourg
Performer(s): Serge Gainsbourg
Je te lime jusqu'au sang
Mais je sens que jamais tu n'ressens
Mon
Shotgun
Non jamais mon
Shotgun
Te sentir au septième ciel non sens
Pour moi pauv'con c'est essen-
Tiel
Shotgun
A mon
Shotgun
Quand même ah problème
Si cela n'est pas
Trop te demander
Crache-moi que tu m'aimes
Si même tu mens Samantha
Peut-être dans un avenir récent
Aurai-je ton regard incandescent
Shotgun
Avec mon
Shotgun
Je t'ai tirée des mille et des cents
A présent je sens indécent
Shotgun
Dégueu mon
Shotgun
Je voulais te le faire aux sentiments
Et même je t'aurais aimée sans
Shotgun
Sans mon
Shotgun
Je pensais avoir un ascen-
Dant sur toi, t'en à rien à foutre
De mon
Shotgun
Rien à cirer de mon
Shotgun
Quand même ah problème
Si cela n'est pas
Trop te demander
Crache-moi que tu m'aimes
Si même tu mens Samantha
Vrijdag 30 januari 1987
The Secret Of Christmas
The Secret Of Christmas
Composer(s): Sammy Cahn; Jimmy Van Heusen
Performer(s): Johnny Mathis;
and various other artists
It's not the glow you feel when snow appears
It's not the Christmas cards you've sent for years
Not the joyful sound when sleighbells ring
Or the merry song children sing
That little gift you send on Christmas Day
Will not bring back the friend you've turned away
So may I suggest the Secret of Christmas
Is not the things you do at Christmas time
But the Christmas things you do all year through
Donderdag 29 januari 1987
Shotgun (Jr. Walker & The All Stars)
Shotgun
Composer(s): Autry DeWalt II
First release by: Jr. Walker & The All Stars - 1965
Covered by multiple other artists
I said, Shotgun shoot 'em for he runs now
Do the jerk baby
Do the jerk now
Hey!
Put on your red dress
And then you go downtown now
I said buy yourself a shotgun now
We're gonna break it down baby now
We're gonna load it up baby now
And then you shoot him for he runs now
I said,Shotgun shoot em for he runs now
Do the jerk baby
Do the jerk now
Hey!
I said,Shotgun shoot em for he runs now
Do the jerk baby
Do the jerk now
Hey!
Put on your high heels shoes
I said we're goin' down here listen to em play blues
We're gonna dig potatoes
We're gonna pick tomatoes
I said,Shotgun shoot em for he runs now
Do the jerk baby
Do the jerk now
Hey!
I said it's Twine Time
I said it's Twine Time
I said it's Twine Time
Hey!
Donderdag 29 januari 1987
The Reindeer Boogie
The Reindeer Boogie
Composer(s): Hank Snow; Charlie "Peanut" Faircloth; Cordia Volkmar
Performer(s): Hank Snow;
Trisha Yearwood; Dan Neale
Santa had a cup of coffee and he ate a little snack
Thru his pack right over his back
Open the windows of his little shack
And Shouted Oh Dasher and Dancer
Vixen and Blitzen come on here
Were gonna get a-going and spread some cheer
So limber your legs and sharpen your hooves
'Cause tonight is the night were gonna jump on the roof
Well the reindeer they were so proud and grand
To take another trip all over the land
They jumped right into thier proper place
To get hepped up for that midnight race
Ol' Santa he shook off the ice and snow
Boarded his sleigh and then yelled "Lets go!"
All the little toys were happy too cause they were so bright and new
A little piano then started to play
Oh Santa began to swing and sway
Thought he heard a toy drum starting to beat
But he found it was just the rhythm of the reindeer feet
The reindeer boogied in the middle of the road
Tonight we have a mighty big load
Dont boogie to the left, now boogie to the right
Do the reindeer boogie this Christmas eve night
Woensdag 28 januari 1987
Shot Down In The Night
Shot Down In The Night
Composer(s): Steve Swindells
Performer(s): Hawkwind; Steve Swindells
Numbers called as they're waiting in a line
Camouflaged like a jungle snake
Acting tough, just enough
'Til they start to break
Then they're off with a rush of adrenalin
Holding on to a world unseen
The only sound is the pumping of the great machine
The secret's only for a few
Superpower looks down on you
Someone's watching every move
You can break the lock and turn on the light
You know your danger feelings are right
Try to run or put up a fight
You'll be shot down in the night
Shot down like an animal
See them run like rats from the factory
Push them out to the twilight zone
Let them feed on their needs
'Til they're overthrown
Take them up to a place in the gallery
Show them God with an angel face
Curtain call for the fall
Of the Human race
Play it straight and it seems like a mystery
Tell the truth and it sounds like lies
Looking down at the ground
With your angry eyes
Play the game and you'll see there's a difference
Join the ranks and you'll get your kicks
See the world, and the girls, and the dirty tricks
The secret's only for a few
Superpower looks down on you
Someone's watching every move
You can break the lock and turn on the light
You know your danger feelings are right
Try to run or put up a fight
You'll be shot down in the night
Shot down like an animal
Woensdag 28 januari 1987
The Real Twelve Days Of Christmas
The Real Twelve Days Of Christmas
On the first day of Christmas, Jesus gave to me Salvation full and free
On the second day of Christmas, Jesus gave to me Everlasting life
and Salvation full and free
On the third day of Christmas, Jesus gave to me Peace in my Heart
Everlasting Life, and Salvation full and free
On the fourth day of Christmas, Jesus gave to me Love for all men
Peace in my heart, Everlasting life, and Salvation full and free
On the fifth day of Christmas, Jesus gave to me Joy for my soul
Love for all men, Peace in my heart, Everlasting Life, and Salvation full and free
On the sixth day of Christmas, Jesus gave to me Power from on high
Joy for my soul, Love for all men, Peace in my heart, Everlasting Life
and Salvation full and free
On the seventh day of Christmas, Jesus gave to me A Body Glorified
Power from on high, Joy for my soul, Love for all men, Peace in my heart
Everlasting Life, and Salvation full and free
On the eighth day of Christmas, Jesus gave to me A Robe and a Crown
A Body Glorified, Power from on high, Joy for my soul, Love for all men
Peace in my heart, Everlasting Life, and Salvation full and free
On the ninth day of Christmas, Jesus gave to me Mansions above
A Robe and a Crown, A body Glorified, Power from on high, Joy for my soul
Love for all men, Peace in my heart, Everlasting Life, and Salvation full and free
On the tenth day of Christmas, Jesus gave to me Streets of pure gold
Mansions above, A Robe and a Crown, A Body Glorified, Power from on high
Joy for my soul, Love for all men, Peace in my heart, Everlasting Life
and Salvation full and free
On the eleventh day of Christmas, Jesus gave to me A thousand songs to sing
Streets of pure gold, Mansions above, A Robe and a Crown, A Body Glorified
Power from on high, Joy for my soul, Love for all men, Peace in my heart
Everlasting Life, and Salvation full and free
On the twelfth day of Christmas, Jesus gave to me
Eternity that's free
A thousand songs to sing
Streets of pure gold
Mansions above
A Robe and A Crown
A Body Glorified
Power from on high
Joy for my soul
Love for all men
Peace in my heart
Everlasting life
and Salvation full and free!
Dinsdag 27 januari 1987
Shorty George
Shorty George
Composer(s): Jerome Kern; Johnny Mercer
Performer(s): Fred Astaire, Rita Hayworth, Quinn Lemley
Just heard of the Shorty George
Got word of the Shorty George
Seems that it's a kind of jig
Named for someone about so big
He rambles around the town
Preambles around the town
Then stops on a crowded street
'n beats his feet till his feet is beat
Watch him go! - and he can -
Like a real - nach'-l man
High Stepper is Shorty George
Black pepper is Shorty George
He dances to pay the rent
And to see that you're solid sent
Mister can you spare a penny?
Lady can you spare a dime?
He makes, I don't know how many
'Cause he's dancin' all the time.
Popa's dressed up mighty sporty
Momma's snooz-in' in the shade
But while mommas's catchin' "forty"
Shorty sees the rent is paid
Get hip to the Shorty George
Hop, skip to the "Shorty George"
Directions are short and sweet
Beat your feet till your feet is beat
So catch-on to "Shorty George"
And latch onto "Shorty George"
Good people I'm tellin' you
"Shorty George" is the dance to do
Dinsdag 27 januari 1987
The Peace Carol
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
Maandag 26 januari 1987
Short People
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
Maandag 26 januari 1987
The Pause Of Mr. Claus
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?
Zondag 25 januari 1987
Fordbazen
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
Zondag 25 januari 1987
The Only Gift
