Dinsdag 3 maart 1987
Tu Scendi Dalle Stelle
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Tu Scendi Dalle Stelle
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Maandag 2 maart 1987
Shut Down
Shut Down
Composer(s): Brian Wilson; Roger Christian
First release by: The Beach Boys - 1963
Tach it up, tach it up
Buddy gonna shut you down
It happened on the strip where the road is wide
(Oooo rev it up now)
Two cool shorts standing side by side
(Oooo rev it up now)
Yeah, my fuel injected Stingray and a four-thirteen
(Oooo rev it up now)
Revving' up our engines and it sounds real mean
(Oooo rev it up now)
Tach it up, tach it up, tach it up
Buddy gonna shut you down
Declining numbers at an even rate
(Oooo moving out now)
At the count of one we both accelerate
(Oooo moving out now)
My Stingray is light the slicks are starting to spin
(Oooo moving out now)
But the four-thirteen's really digging in
(Oooo moving out now)
Got to be cool now power shift here we go
Superstock Dodge is winding out in low
But my fuel injected Stingray's really starting to go
To get the traction I'm riding the clutch
My pressure plate's burning that machine's too much
Pedal's to the floor hear the dual quads drink
(Oooo pump it up now)
And now the four-thirteen's lead is starting to shrink
(Oooo pump it up now)
He's hot with ram induction but it's understood
(Oooo pump it up now)
I got a fuel injected engine sitting under my hood
(Oooo pump it up now)
Shut it off, shut it off buddy now I shut you down
Shut it off, shut it off buddy now I shut you down
Shut it off, shut it off buddy now I shut you down
Shut it off, shut it off buddy now I shut you down
Shut it off, shut it off buddy now I shut you down
Maandag 2 maart 1987
Tonight Is Christmas
Tonight Is Christmas
Composer(s): Steve Baccus; Don Matthews;
Stan Munsey; Keith Worsham
Performer(s): Alabama
The factories are shut down, shopping malls are all closed
The busy streets are empty, 'cept for fallin' snow
And in the small towns and the cities families gather as one
'Cause the night of love and sharing they've look forward to has come
Tonight is Christmas, tonight is love
Tonight we celebrate God's one and only Son
Tonight there's hope for peace on Earth eternally
Tonight is Christmas and the World's in harmony
But across the sea, two armies stare down at each other's guns
Each believing in their cause enough to die or kil the other one
But tonight there'll be no shooting, not a drop of blood will spill
They'll cease their fire this silent night in the name of peace and
goodwill
Tonight is Christmas, tonight is love
Tonight we celebrate God's one and only Son
Tonight there's hope for peace on Earth eternally
Tonight is Christmas and the World's in harmony
Zondag 1 maart 1987
Stay Away
Stay Away
((Adapted from: A New Northern Dittye Of The Lady Greene Sleeves - 1580 (aka What Child Is This? - 1958))
Composer(s): Traditional; Sid Tepper; Roy Bennett
Performer(s): Elvis Presley - 1968
Titles In Other Languages:
1966 - La Nostra Terra
2008 - D'ici
Ten thousand miles even though I roam
I can hear the call of the hills of home
The canyons high and the valleys low
Echo "How can you stay away"
My dreams are there where the eagles fly
Where the mountain tops seem to touch the sky
The winding streams and the winds that blow
Ask me "How can you stay away"
Too long have I stayed apart
From this land that I love and denied my heart
Now, now I know I must go
Where the hills say "Don't stay away"
Where the hills say "Don't stay away"
Zondag 1 maart 1987
Tomtarnas Julnatt
Tomtarnas Julnatt
Composer(s): Vilhelm Sefve-Svensson, Alfred Smedberg
Performer(s): Svenska Julsånger; Anne-Charlotte Harvey; The Real Group
Midnatt råder, det är tyst i husen
Tyst i husen
Alla sova, släckta äro ljusen
Äro ljusen
Tipp tapp, tipp tapp
Tippe-tippe-tip, tapp
Tipp, tipp, tapp
Se då krypa tomtar upp ur vrårna
Upp ur vrårna
Lyssna, speja, trippa fram på tårna
Fram på tårna
Tipp tapp ...
Snälla folket låtit maten rara
Maten rara
Stå på bordet åt en tomteskara
Tomteskara
Tipp tapp ...
Hur de mysa, hoppa upp bland faten
Upp bland faten
Tissla, tassla: "God är julematen
Julematen"!
Tipp tapp ...
Gröt och skinka, lilla äppelbiten
Äppelbiten
Tänk, så rart det smakar Nisse liten
Nisse liten
Tipp tapp ...
Nu till lekar! Glada skrattet klingar
Skrattet klingar
Runt om granen skaran muntert svingar
Muntert svingar
Tipp tapp ...
Natten lider
Snart de tomtar snälla
Tomtar snälla
Kvickt och näpet allt i ordning ställa
Ordning Ställa
Tipp tapp ...
Sedan åter in i tysta vrårna
Tysta vrårna
Tomteskaran, tassar nätt på tårna
Nätt på tårna
Tipp tapp ...
Zaterdag 28 februari 1987
Shush Shush Charlotte
Shush Shush Charlotte
Composer(s): Serge Gainsbourg
Performer(s): Serge Gainsbourg
Shush shush shush Charlotte, shush Charlotte shush shush
Shush shush shush Charlotte, shush Charlotte shush shush
Shush shush shush Charlotte, shush Charlotte shush shush
Shush shush shush Charlotte, shush Charlotte shush shush
Te souviens-tu ma petite Charlotte
Toi à quatre pattes comme un petit gavial
Ça y allait sec tes glandes lacrymales
Quant tu faisais poupou dans ta culotte
Je te disais
Shush shush shush Charlotte
Shush Charlotte shush shush
Tu es une petite charlotte
Aux pommes à l'aube aux aurores boréales
Quand tu t'enfiles tes céréales
Avant le lycée polyglotte
Tu as peur d'être en retard et je te dis
Shush shush shush Charlotte
Shush Charlotte shush shush
Comme ton petit papa tu aimes les bank-notes
Et quand tu perds au jeu tu le prends super mal
Tu dis merde chier con, tu râles
Calme calme ma petite cocotte
Shush shush shush Charlotte
Shush Charlotte shush shush
Sais-tu ma petite fille pour la vie il n'est pas d'antidote
Celui qui est aux manettes à la régie finale
Une nuit me rappellera dans les étoiles
Ce jour-là je ne veux pas que tu sanglotes
Shush shush shush Charlotte
Shush Charlotte shush shush
Zaterdag 28 februari 1987
Western Ridge
Western Ridge
Composer(s): L.J. Booth - David Wilcox
Performer(s): David Wilcox
This is where the trail just disappears
This is where their story ends
No one knows where they went from here
But I remember when they drank a toast
A route that no one else had tried
Working up along the western ridge
Where the water shed divides
Way out there
They found their place in the sky
Around the fire we told the tale
Of how they cut it close before
Under logs left after the avalanche
They stumbled back to camp at dawn
Now it's much too long to hold the hope
The glacier ice can echo deep
Thought I felt a tug along the rope
And it pulled me from my sleep
Working up along the western ridge
Where the water shed divides
Way out there
They found their place in the sky
Way out there
They found their place in the sky
The air is clear and the ice is blue
You can see from down below
That curling up over the eastern side
Is a silent plume of snow
Working up along the western ridge
Where the water shed divides
Way out there
They found their place in the sky
Vrijdag 27 februari 1987
Shuffle Your Feet/Bandanna Babies
Shuffle Your Feet/Bandanna Babies
Composer(s): Dorothy Fields; Jimmy McHugh
Performer(s): Duke Ellington
and multiple other artists
Shuffle your feet and just stroll along
Oh, roll along your way
Shuffle that worried soul along
And stroll along your way
Make this a good world to live in
Laugh at your troubles and give in
Oh, shuffle your little feet, and just stroll along
Oh, roll along your way
Bandanna babies, struttin' around the town
Bandanna babies, doin' the new lowdown
Hello, stranger, you're in danger
Of losing all your cares
So attractive, very active
Go along, you blues, we're givin' you air
Their black eyes flashin'
Tying you up in knots
There's lots of cash in
Shakin' their polka-dots
You're gonna get an eyeful, you'll die full of joy and clown
Bandanna babies, doin' the new lowdown!
Vrijdag 27 februari 1987
Tomorrow Is Christmas Day
Tomorrow Is Christmas Day
Composer(s): Buck Owens; Don Rich
Performer(s): Buck Owens
Looky there, who's a comin'
See the reindeer a runnin'
Ol' Rudolph sleddin' away
Hear the rattle of the hoofs
As he ride on the roof
Oh, tomorrow is Christmas day
See the funny little man
With the sack in his hand
Filled with toys all bright and gay
But don't be afraid
Because it's only ol' Santa Claus
And tomorrow is Christmas day
Here he comes down the chimney
With a great big grin
A beard on the tip
Of his chinny chin chin
You better be a sleepin'
Or he won't come in.
For tomorrow is Christmas day
Hey, tomorrow is Christmas day
Well, he fills all the stockings
That's a hangin' on the tree
And he places all the presents
Where they ought to be
He's got a book for you
And a tie for me
Oh, tomorrow is Christmas day
And with a twinkle in his eye
You know wave goodbye
He hurries right on his way
He's gotta take a lotta toys
To all the girls and boys
For tomorrow is Christmas day
Here he comes down the chimney
With a great big grin
A beard on the tip
Of his chinny chin chin
You better be a sleepin'
Or he won't come in
For tomorrow is Christmas day
Hey, tomorrow is Christmas day ...
Donderdag 26 februari 1987
Shu Ba Du Ba Loo Ba
Shu Ba Du Ba Loo Ba
Composer(s): Serge Gainsbourg
Performer(s): Serge Gainsbourg
J'ai acheté pour Anna
Un gadget fantastique
Un animal en peluche
Qui lui fait les yeux doux
Quand elle tire
Shu ba du ba loo ba
La ficelle
Shu ba du ba loo ba
Il lui répond
Shu ba du ba loo ba
Ça me rend fou
Maintenant avec Anna
Nous ne sommes plus jamais seul
Il est là sur l'oreiller
Qui lui fait les yeux doux
Elle lui tire
Shu ba du ba loo ba
La ficelle Shu ba du ba loo ba
Ça continue: Shu ba du ba loo ba
Il me rend fou
Peut-être qu'un jour Anna
En aura marre de lui
Alors je serais le seul
À lui faire les yeux doux
Comment lui dire
Shu ba du ba loo ba
Que je l'aime
Shu ba du ba loo ba
Lorsque j'entends: Shu ba du ba loo ba
Ça me rend fou
Donderdag 26 februari 1987
To Heck With Ole Santa Claus
To Heck With Ole Santa Claus
Composer(s): Loretta Lynn
Performer(s): Loretta Lynn
(To heck with ole Santa Claus)
Last year I hung my stockings by the chimney
and ole Santa didn't bring me anything
Well I wrote a note and I told him what to bring me
But I didn't even hear his sleigh bells ring
So to heck with ole Santa Clause
When he goes dashin' through the snow I hope he falls
I like to hit him (ho ho ho) with a bunch of big snowballs
To heck with ole Santa Claus
This year I'll built a big fire in the fireplace
I'll be like a little pig I read about
If that big bad wolf in red comes down my chimney
He's a gonna scorch his whiskers there's no doubt
So to heck with ole Santa Clause
When he goes dashin' through the snow I hope he falls
I like to hit him (ho ho ho) with a bunch of big snowballs
To heck with ole Santa Claus
Yeah to heck with ole Santa Claus
Woensdag 25 februari 1987
Shriner's Convention
Shriner's Convention
Composer(s): Ray Stevens
Performer(s): Ray Stevens; Cledus T. Judd
Here they come down main street, drums a flailin' and the sirens a wailin', what a roar
Bands are a playin' and flags are a waivin, and the Vanguard's and Motorcycle Corps
Clowns are a clownin' to the crowd and pinchin' every pretty girl who dares to smile
It's a glorious mess, everybody wears a fez the parade stretches out for a mile
It's a typical American phenomenon where all the members have a fine old time
It's the forty-third annual Convention of the Grand Mystic Royal Order
Of the Nobles of the Ali Baba Temple of the Shrine Girls
Meanwhile back at the Motel.....
"Hello, Operator, give me room 321, please, thank you
Hello, Noble Lumpkin?
This here is the illustrious Potentate
I said it's the illustrious Potentate
The illustrious...Coy!
Dad blame it!
This here's Bubba!
Coy, why an't you at the parade?!
What?!
Well, how'd you get that big Harley up there in your room?
What?!
I can't hear ya' Coy!
Quit revvin' it up, son!
Turn it off!
Listen I just want you to know one thing
You have embarrassed us all, the whole Hahira Delegation!
Now I'll see you at the banquet tonight, son
And you be there Coy, you hear me?
Black tie!
Seven o'clock!
Be there!
And Coy, don't answer the phone, udden udden!
Mercy"
Well, it was all arranged by the Ladies Auxiliary in the downtown Convention Hall
Cold Roast Beef, String Beans, Mashed Potatoes and nine boring speeches in all
And all the tables looked fine with their Mogen David Wine and Chrysanthemums on each side
And the Hahira leaders in their rented Tuxedos made the local hearts swell with pride
It's a typical American phenomenon where all the members have a fine old time
It's the forty-third annual Convention of the Grand Mystic Royal Order
Of the Nobles of the Ali Baba Temple of the Shrine Girls
Meanwhile back at the Motel.....
"Operator, 321, please
Thank You
Hello, Coy?
What are you doin'?!
What do you mean, who is this!
This is Bubba?
Why wasn't you at the banquet?
What do you mean all you had to wear was a Hawaiian flowerdy shirt?
Well, you may think you're foolin' some people, but I know what's goin' on
Yeah, ever'body seen the little redhead
That's right, ever'body!
Why she come runnin' right through the dinner, right in the middle of the pineapple sherbet
Didn't have nothin' on but your fez, Coy!
Coy, you the only one's got a fez with a propeller on top!!
Yeah, yeah and she was a yellin' out the secret code, too, Coy
Dad blame it we gonna have to change it now, Coy!
We gonna have to have a special meetin', we get back to Hahira, about your conduct at this here convention
Embarrassin'!!
Now Coy, you be at the secret conclave tonight!
You hear me?!
And Coy, keep it a secret!
Hah!"
Well, it was a secret meeting in the dead of the night with mysterious sanctimony
In accordance with prescribed rituals of time honored ceremony
Matters of grave concern were weighed with dedicated caution
Like whether or not to raise at stud or draw or spit in the ocean
It's a typical American phenomenon where all the members have a fine old time
It's the forty-third annual Convention of the Grand Mystic Royal Order
Of the Nobles of the Ali Baba Temple of the Shrine Girls
Meanwhile back at the Motel.....
"Operator, room three-twenty...
How'd you know?
Oh!
Hello!
Coy?
Where have you been?
No, you wasn't at the meeting!
Well, I found out that at three o'clock this mornin' you was out there
in your Fruit of the Loom's in the motel swimmin' pool with a bunch of them waitresses from the cocktail lounge!
I just hope your mama don't find out about this, Coy!
What?
Well, how'd you get that big motorcycle up there on the high dive, Coy?
Now Coy, dad blame it, that ain't no way to act
We supposed to be pillars of the community
When we get back to Hahira you can just turn in your ring and your tie tack
'cause Coy, heh-heh, you are out of the Shrine!
You gonna be blackballed, boy!
That's right!
You might even have to pack your bags and leave town!
What do you mean you might join the Hell's Angels?
Coy!
Don't you hang up on me!
Hello, hello...
Don't you crank that motorcycle!
Who's that gigglin' in the background, Coy?
Hello, hello operator!
Yeah, we's cut off!
Room 321
Dad blame it Coy!
You don't hang up on the illustrious Potentate!
I said the illustrious Potentate!
This is Bubba!
Bubba!
Coy!............."
Woensdag 25 februari 1987
'Til The Season Comes 'Round Again
'Til The Season Comes 'Round Again
Composer(s): John Barlow Jarvis; Randy Goodrum
Performer(s): Reba McEntire
and multiple other artists
Come and gather 'round at the table
In the spirit of family and friends
And we'll all join hands and remember this moment
'Til the season comes 'round again
So let us smile for the picture
And we'll hold it as long as we can
May it carry us through should we ever get lonely
'Til the season comes 'round again
One night, holy and bright
Shining with love from our hearts
By a warm fire let's lift our hands high
And be thankful were here 'til this time next year
May the new year be blessed with good tidings
'Til the next time I see you again
If we must say goodbye let the spirit go with you
'Til the season comes 'round again
One night, holy and bright
Shining with love from our hearts
By a warm fire let's lift our hands high
And be thankful were here 'til this time next year
May this new year be blessed with good tidings
'Til the next time I see you again
We'll all join hands and remember this moment
And we'll love and we'll laugh in the time that we have
'Til the season comes 'round again
Dinsdag 24 februari 1987
Shrimp Boats
Shrimp Boats
Composer(s): Paul Mason Howard; Paul Weston
Performer(s): Jo Stafford
and multiple other artists
Shrimp boats is a-comin'
Their sails are in sight
Shrimp boats is a-comin'
There's dancin' tonight
Why don't-cha hurry, hurry, hurry home
Why don't-cha hurry, hurry, hurry home
Look here! The shrimp boats is a-comin'
There's dancin' tonight
Shrimp boats is a-comin'
Their sails are in sight
Shrimp boats is a-comin'
There's dancin' tonight
Why don't-cha hurry, hurry, hurry home
Why don't-cha hurry, hurry, hurry home
Look here! The shrimp boats is a-comin'
There's dancin' tonight
(Shrimp boats is a-comin', there's dancin' tonight)
They go to sea with the evenin' tide
And their women folk wave their good-bye
(Ill sant vas... There they go)
While the Louisiana moon floats on high
And they wait for the day they can cry...
Shrimp boats is a-comin'
Their sails are in sight
Shrimp boats is a-comin'
There's dancin' tonight
Why don't-cha hurry, hurry, hurry home
Why don't-cha hurry, hurry, hurry home
Look here! The shrimp boats is a-comin'
There's dancin' tonight
(Shrimp boats is a-comin', there's dancin' tonight)
Happy the days while they're mending the nets
'Til once more they ride high out to sea
(Ill sant vas... There they go)
Then how lonely the long nights will be
'Til that wonderful day when they see...
Shrimp boats is a-comin'
Their sails are in sight
Shrimp boats is a-comin'
There's dancin' tonight
Why don't-cha hurry, hurry, hurry home
Why don't-cha hurry, hurry, hurry home
Look here! The shrimp boats is a-comin'
There's dancin' there's dancin'
There's dancin' there's dancin'
Shrimp boats is a-comin' - tonight!
Dinsdag 24 februari 1987
Three Weeks From Christmas
Three Weeks From Christmas
Composer(s): Duane Jarvis
Performer(s): Duane Jarvis
As I left your house
Think it was a quarter to three
You said do us both a favor
Try to not call me
Thought to myself as I closed the door
Thought about what you said
Now it's three weeks from Christmas
It's getting colder
I just can't wait until May
As I drove home
Streets always look just the same
The only thing that ever changes
Is the way that we play this game
Thought to myself as I pulled into the driveway
Thought about what you said
Now it's three weeks from Christmas
It's getting colder
I just can't wait until May
Three weeks from Christmas
It's getting colder
I just wait untill May
Boston's cold
But California's colder
Colder than a night in New York
Not a Philadelphia phone call
Was that night
That the thermometer froze
I woke up remembering a dream I once had
Was a guy with a girl
Looked just like you
So much that it just made me mad
Screamed out loud as I jumped out of bed
Thought about what you said
Now it's three weeks from Christmas
It's getting colder
I just can't wait until May
Now it's three weeks from Christmas
It's getting colder
I just can't wait until May
Now it's three weeks from Christmas
It's getting colder
I just can't wait until May
Maandag 23 februari 1987
Shower The People
Shower The People
Composer(s): James Taylor
First release by: James Taylor - 1976
Covered by multiple other artists
You can play the game and you can act out the part
Though you know it wasn't written for you
But tell me, how can you stand there with your broken heart
Ashamed of playing the fool
One thing can lead to another; it doesn't take any sacrifice
Oh, father and mother, sister and brother
if it feels nice, don't think twice
Just shower the people you love with love
Show them the way that you feel
Things are gonna work out fine if you only will
Shower the people you love with love
Show them the way you feel
Things are gonna be much better if you only will
You can run but you cannot hide
This is widely known
And what you plan to do with your foolish pride
When you're all by yourself alone
Once you tell somebody the way that you feel
You can feel it beginning to ease
I think it's true what they say about the squeaky wheel
Always getting the grease
Better to shower the people you love with love
Show them the way that you feel
Things are gonna be just fine if you only will
Shower the people you love with love
Show them the way that you feel
Things are gonna be much better if you only will
Shower the people you love with love
Show them the way that you feel
You'll feel better right away
Don't take much to do
Sell you pride
They say in every life
They say the rain must fall
Just like pouring rain
Make it rain
Make it rain
Love, love, love is sunshine
Oh yes
Make it rain
Love, love, love is sunshine
Yeah, all right
Everybody, everybody
Shower the people you love with love
Maandag 23 februari 1987
Thistlehair The Christmas Bear
Thistlehair The Christmas Bear
Composer(s): Donny Lowery
Performer(s): Alabama
The city's full of manger scenes
And stores lit up in red and green
But down the road just out of town
There's more magic to be found
The countryside is all aglow
With holly trees and mistletoe
And in them woods there lives a bear
Known to all as Thistlehair
Oh, Thistlehair the Christmas bear
Spreading the good news everywhere
About Christmas time and what it means
To all the children of the World
Every little boy and girl out there
Loves Thistlehair
He comes around this time of year
Spreading lots of Christmas cheer
The kids all love his shiny coat
And the smell of honey on his nose
He tells them all about the star
And everything that it stands for
The birthday we all celebrate
Is still our fav'rite holiday
Oh, Thistlehair the Christmas bear
Spreading the good news everywhere
About Christmas time and what it means
To all the children of the Wworld
Every little boy and girl out there
Loves Thistlehair
Wherever you find old Thistlebear
There'll be music in the air
He dances 'round the Christmas tree
Every single New Year's eve
Then he and all his furry friends
Gather 'round the fire again
And sing about those Angel wings
Gifts of love that Christmas brings
Oh, Thistlehair the Christmas bear
Spreading the good news everywhere
About Christmas time and what it means
To all the children of the World
Every little boy and girl out there
Loves Thistlehair
Thistlehair the Christmas bear
La-la-la-la-la-la-la
La-la-la-la-la-la-la
La-la-la-la-la-la-la
Thistlehair the Christmas bear
La-la-la-la-la-la-la
La-la-la-la-la-la-la
La-la-la-la-la-la-la
Thistlehair the Christmas bear
La-la-la-la-la-la-la
La-la-la-la-la-la-la
La-la-la...........
Zondag 22 februari 1987
Showdown At Big Sky
Showdown At Big Sky
Composer(s): Robbie Robertson
Performer(s): Robbie Robertson
Soldier of fortune
He's a man of war
Just can't remember
What he's fighting for
Start a revolution
Right before your eyes
When you hear the big bang
Don't you be surprised
Showdown at big sky
Darkness at high noon
Showdown at big sky
That day may be soon
People, people
Can you hear the sound
From every village and every town
Let the bells ring out
Hear the bells ring in
Let the bells ring out
Keep them ringing, ringing
Can't predict the future
Can't forget the past
Feels like any moment
Could be the last
All you believers
Standing inside this room
Can't you see it coming
Shooting out across the moon
Save this place
In the valley of tears
By the river of time
From weapons race
In the Book of David
In the holy Bible
When it's laid to waste
It will be written
By the children of Eden
I said save this place
And the Holy Ghost
Showdown at big sky
Darkness at high noon
Showdown at big sky
That day may be soon
People, people
Can you hear the sound
From every village and every town
Let the bells ring out
Hear the bells ring in
Let the bells ring out
Keep them ringing, ringing
Save this place
In the valley of tears
By the river of time
From weapons race
In the Book of David
In the holy Bible
When it's laid to waste
It will be written
By the children of Eden
I said save this place
And the Holy Ghost
Showdown at big sky
Darkness at high noon
Kiss tomorrow goodbye
That day could be soon
Give us strength
Give us wisdom
And give us the morals
Let the bells ring out
Hear the bells ring in
Let the bells ring out
Keep them ringing, ringing
Let the bells ring out
Hear the bells ring in
Let the bells ring out
Keep them ringing, ringing
Zondag 22 februari 1987
This Time Of The Year
This Time Of The Year
Composer(s): Cliff Owens; Jesse Hellis
Performer(s): Brenda Lee;
and various other artists
Little girls and little boys
Dream of worlds full of toys
This time of the year
When Christmas is near
Oh, evergreens are snowy white
Sleigh bells ring through the night
This time of the year
When Christmas is near
And somewhere near a steeple
People kneel and pray
And choirs sing carols
Of Christmas Day
Yes, Santa Claus is on his way
With loads of joy on his sleigh
This time of the year
When Christmas is near
Zaterdag 21 februari 1987
We All Get Crazy At Christmas
