Zondag 3 mei 1987
Si J'étais Un Charpentier
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Si J'étais Un Charpentier
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Zondag 3 mei 1987
Who Says There Ain't No Santa
Who Says There Ain't No Santa
Composer(s): Larry Boone; Kix Brooks; Paul Nelson
Performer(s): Brooks & Dunn;
The Wacky Redneck Hillbillies
Got a wife and two kids, all gathered around
A twenty-pound turkey, snow on the ground
Who says there ain't no Santa Claus
Eric wants a glove, he tears into a box
His eyes are wide with wonder, I sit back and watch
Who says there ain't no Santa Claus
I haven't heard a single reindeer running on my roof
I just look into my children's eyes and there I see my proof
And could it be that jolly old man riding in his sleigh
Is really just the kid in us on every Christmas Day
Who says there's no Santa Claus
Molly gets a doll, Momma's camera clicks
Guess we all get the puppy, he's getting in his licks
Who says there ain't no Santa Claus
I'm trying to read a card in crooked red and blue
Only part that really matters is "Daddy, we love you"
Who says there ain't no Santa Claus
I haven't heard a single reindeer running on my roof
I just look into my children's eyes and there I see my proof
And could it be that jolly old man riding in his sleigh
Is really just the kid in us on every Christmas Day
Who says there's no Santa Claus
Hey, I've heard there ain't no Santa Claus
But I know there's got to be a Santa Claus
Zaterdag 2 mei 1987
Lovin' Season
Lovin' Season
Composer(s): Gene Thomas
Performer(s): Gene & Debbie; Don Gibson & Dottie West
I've been a feelin' kinda funny
Oh and everyday is sunny
All the bees are makin' honey
Oh the lovin' season is on
Got all the ambition
Got a sweet desposition
Baby I've been wishin' you will gonna catch me
Before the lovin' season is gone
Well I've got nothing but time
To try to win your love
Oh baby you're on my mind
And you're the only thing I've been thinking of
Well I'm taking my stand
I try as hard as I can
And prove that I'm the right man
When lovin' season is near
Well baby you're so pleasin'
All I need is squeezin'
Maybe that's the reason I'm a runnin' slow
Because the lovin' season is here
Well I've got nothing but time
To try to win your love
Oh baby you're on my mind
And you're the only thing I've been thinking of
Well I'm gonna bet'cha
Oh I'm gonna get'cha
Baby I'll just let'cha
Lovin' season is here
Lovin' season is here
Zaterdag 2 mei 1987
Who Kept The Sheep
Who Kept The Sheep
Composer(s): John R. Cash; June Carter
Performer(s): Johnny Cash
The shepherds afar left their flocks by night
Followed the new star by its heavenly light
Did the lambs fear the wolves, did they lay down and sleep
Who kept the sheep, who kept the sheep
Did robbers not steal or did they fear the light
That the shepherds had followed night after night
Did they not stray, did little lambs weep
Who kept the sheep, who kept the sheep
Under the new star the new Saviour lay
In his dim manger he lay on the hay
The shepherds that came had a vigil to keep
But who kept the sheep, who kept the sheep
Who kept the sheep, who kept the sheep
Vrijdag 1 mei 1987
Si J'étais Peintre Ou Maçon
Si J'étais Peintre Ou Maçon
Composer(s): Jean Ferrat
Performer(s): Jean Ferrat
Si j'étais peintre ou maçon
Métallo ou forgeron
Que je travaille à la chaîne
En écoutant ma rengaine
Vous vous feriez une raison
Si j'etais peintre ou maçon
Mais je gagne des millions
Et combats à ma façon
Votre bien-aimé système
Et votre teint devient blême
Quand je dis révolution
Moi qui gagne des millions
Vous avez peur d'une chanson
Peur de l'avenir
Vous manquez d'imagination
Jusqu'à en mourir
Si je sortais de prison
Si je couchais sous les ponts
Vous vous diriez c'est la haine
Ce serait pour votre aubaine
Une belle explication
Si je sortais de prison
Moi qui croque vos millions
Quand je chante abolissons
Votre bien-aimé système
Vous criez que je blasphème
De vos profits le saint nom
Moi qui croque vos millions
Vous avez peur d'une chanson
Peur de l'avenir
Vous manquez d'imagination
Jusqu'à en mourir
Quand je chantais pour deux ronds
Dormais sur un paillasson
Vous disiez c'est la bohème
Passé l'temps des cafés-crème
Il changera d'opinion
Quand je chantais pour deux ronds
Avec ou sans vos millions
Dissippez vos illusions
Vous ne m'aurez pas quand même
Etre fidèle à moi-même
Reste ma seule ambition
Avec ou sans vos millions
Nous qui sommes des millions
Vous déclarons sans façon
Gardez bien votre système
Car il changera quand même
Que vous le vouliez ou non
Nous qui sommes des millions
Vrijdag 1 mei 1987
Who Is This Babe
Who Is This Babe
Composer(s): Don Potter
Performer(s): The Judds
Who is this baby, where did he come from
He's the son of a carpenter, the chosen one
He's the hope of the ages, a gift of His love
Just a child in a manger, God's only son
Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Shepherds were watching out under the sky
When the star over Bethlehem lit up the night
He's the light in the darkness a gift from above
He is held with the spirit of God's holy love
Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Angels sing, worship our King
Donderdag 30 april 1987
Oh Me! Oh My!
Oh Me! Oh My! (aka "Oh Me, Oh My, Oh You")
Composer(s): Vincent Youmans; Ira Gershwin
Performer(s): Gene Nelson & Doris Day; Kathryn Grayson
Oh me, oh my, oh my, oh me, oh you!
Oh me, oh my, oh you!
No other boy will do
Cares would be forever ended
And the world would be so splendid
If you cared enough, dear, to be true
Oh me, oh my, oh you (oh you)
Those lips, those eyes of blue
You're so handsome
You're so sweet
You simply lift me off my feet
Oh me, oh my, oh you!
Donderdag 30 april 1987
Who Is He In Yonder Stall
Who Is He In Yonder Stall
Composer(s): Benjamin Russell Hamby
Performer(s): Kenon D. Renfrow
Who is He in yonder stall
At whose feet the shepherds fall?
'Tis the Lord! oh wondrous story!
'Tis the Lord! the King of glory!
At His feet we humbly fall
Crown Him! crown Him, Lord of all!
Who is He in deep distress
Fasting in the wilderness?
'Tis the Lord! oh wondrous story!
'Tis the Lord! the King of glory!
At His feet we humbly fall
Crown Him! crown Him, Lord of all!
Who is He to whom they bring
All the sick and sorrowing?
'Tis the Lord! oh wondrous story!
'Tis the Lord! the King of glory!
At His feet we humbly fall
Crown Him! crown Him, Lord of all!
Woensdag 29 april 1987
Si J'étais Le Fils D'un Roi
Si J'étais Le Fils D'un Roi
Performer(s): Marc Aryan
Si j'étais le fils d'un roi
Si j'étais le fils d'un roi, chérie
je t'offrirais une auto
aussi longue qu'un bateau
avec des coussins de soie
téléphone et caetera
si j'étais le fils d'un roi
le fils d'un roi
Si j'étais le fils d'un roi
Si j'étais le fils d'un roi
je t'offrirais un château
au sommet d'un coteau, oui
domestiques et soldats
jardiniers et caetera
si j'étais le fils d'un roi
le fils d'un roi
Comme je n'suis pas fils de roi
Comme je n'suis pas fils de roi
je ne peux t'offrir tout ça
pas même le quart de tout ça, oh non chérie
mais je t'offre si tu veux
ma p'tite maison de banlieue
où nous pourrions être heureux
tous les deux
Yé yé yé .. .
Allez tous ensemble, yé yé yé ...
Encore, yé yé yé ...
Encore, yé yé yé ...
Woensdag 29 april 1987
White Christmas Makes Me Blue
White Christmas Makes Me Blue
Composer(s): Rich Grissom; Neil Patton Rogers
Performer(s): Randy Travis
I sent out...seasons greetings
To all our same old friends
The tree is trimmed and in your favorite place
I decked the halls with holly
Built a snowman in the lane
I sang jingle bells and a one horse open sleigh
But
White Christmas makes me blue
Every time I hear it play I think of you
I remember all the good ones we knew
Oh, White Christmas makes me blue
I'm trying to be happy
I know you'd want me to
Being sad at Christmas time aint right
I'm keeping our traditions-"wishing you were here"
On Christmas eve I still sing silent night
But White Christmas makes me blue
Every time I hear it play I think of you
I remember all the good ones we knew
Oh, White Christmas makes me blue
Oh, White Christmas makes me blue
Dinsdag 28 april 1987
Old Records
Old Records
Composer(s): Merle Kilgore; Arthur Goring Thomas
Performer(s): Margie Singleton; Kitty Wells; Kay Starr
Old records bring back mem'ries
Pictures bring back tears
Do you ever think of me after all these years
I found a stack of old records that we used to listen to
And there beside the records were pictures of me and you
So I dusted off the records and played them one more time
I listened and looked at the pictures and almost lost my mind
'Cause old records bring back...
Like the songs on the records we were a big hit of yesterday
And when you held me in the pictures I didn't know I didn't know you'd fade away
But old records bring back...
Dinsdag 28 april 1987
White Christmas
White Christmas
Composer(s): Irving Berlin
First performance/First release by: Bing Crosby & Martha Mears.; Ernest Tubb - 1942/1949
Covered by multiple other artists
Titles In Other Languages:
1966 - Blanca Navidad
1971 - Noël Blanc
1973 - Witte Kerstmis
The sun is shining
The grass is green
The orange and palm trees sway
I've never seen such a day
In Beverly Hills LA
But it's December the 24th
And I am longing to be up North
I'm dreaming of a white Christmas
Just like the ones I used to know
Where the treetops glisten
And children listen
To hear sleigh bells in the snow
I'm dreaming of a white Christmas
With every Christmas card I write
May your days be merry and bright
And may all your Christmases be white
Maandag 27 april 1987
Si J'étais Elle
Si J'étais Elle
Composer(s): Carla Bruni; Julien Clerc
Performer(s): Julien Clerc
Si j'étais elle
Je saurais dire tant de ces choses
Tant de ces mots qu'elle ne dit pas
De sa voix douce à en frémir
Si j'étais elle
Je ne voudrais pas de tous ces songes
De tous ces drôles de mensonges
Qu'elle s'invente pour s'enfuir
Mais il n'y a qu'elle
Qui sait se taire ainsi
Et elle se cache dans ses silences
Comme une toute petite fille
Mais il n'y a qu'elle
Qui sait se fuir comme ça
Et elle s'allonge dans son absence
Tout contre moi tout contre moi
Si j'étais elle
Je ne chercherais pas tellement d'excuses
Paroles vaines et vains refuges
Tristes armes de combat
Si j'étais elle
Je n'aimerais pas me voir souffrir
À en crever à la maudire
Pour tout ce mal qu'elle pose là
Mais il n'y a qu'elle
Qui sait se taire ainsi
Et elle se cache dans ses silences
Comme une toute petite fille
Mais il n'y a qu'elle
Qui sait se fuir comme ça
Et elle s'allonge dans son absence
Tout contre moi tout contre moi
Si j'étais elle
Je laisserais que tout se glisse
Que tout se passe et très en douce
C'est qu'elle est douce croyez-moi
Si j'étais elle je voudrais bien juste pour voir
Juste pour rien, juste comme ça, comment ça serait...
Cet amour-là
Si j'étais elle
Si j'étais elle
Si j'étais elle
Si j'étais elle
Maandag 27 april 1987
While Shepherds Watched
While Shepherds Watched
Composer(s): Traditional; Nahum Tate; Nicholas Brody
Performer(s): Maddy Prior
and multiple other artists
While shepherds watched their flocks by night
All seated on the ground
The angel of the Lord came down
And glory shone around
"Fear not!" said he; for mighty dread
Had seized their troubled minds
"Glad tidings of great joy I bring
To you and all mankind
"To you, in David's town, this day
Is born of David's line
The Saviour, who is Christ the Lord
And this shall be the sign
"The heavenly babe you there shall find
To human view displayed
All meanly wrapped in swathingbands
And in a manger laid"
Thus spake the seraph; and forthwith
Appeared a shining throng
Of angels, praising God, who thus
Addresses their joyful song
"All glory be to God on high
And on the earth be peace
Good will henceforth from heaven to man
Begin and never cease!"
Zondag 26 april 1987
Picture Of Your Mother
Picture Of Your Mother
Composer(s): Tom T. Hall
Performer(s): Tom T. Hall; NewFound Road
My little girl and I lost Mama just three years
ago
And now that she is older there are things she wants to know
She said, "Please Daddy tell me 'bout my mother 'cause I miss her"
I said "Get pen and paper and I'll help your draw her picture"
I said "First draw a heart so big there's room for little else
Then write a million for the things that she denied herself
Draw a rose the kind of which there'll never be another
And when you finish you will have a picture of your mother
"If you want to make the picture even more complete
You could draw a little cottage, draw it nice and neat
Draw a bright and shining sun up in the sky above
But then again I guess it's pretty hard to draw my love
"So draw a heart so big that there is room for little else
Write a million for the things that she denied herself
Draw a rose the kind of which there'll never be another
And when you finish you will have a picture of your mother"
Zondag 26 april 1987
Si Alguna Vez
Si Alguna Vez
Composer(s): Miguel Gallardo
Performer(s): Miguel Gallardo
Si alguna vez
tuviste palabras sinceras
y se las diste a alguna mujer
si como yo creías en ella
y se fue, y se fue
Deja de llorar, deja de llorar
como hice yo
lo que amabas tú
lo que amaba yo
atrás se quedo
Si con dinero comprabas
a las buenas amigas
para olvidarte de tu soledad
para que buscas entre esa gente
la verdad, la amistad
Deja de llorar, deja de llorar
como hice yo
lo que hiciste tú
lo que hice yo
atrás se quedo
Deja de llorar, deja de llorar
como hice yo
lo que fuiste tú
lo que era yo
atrás se quedo
Zaterdag 25 april 1987
Si J'étais Blanche
Si J’étais Blanche
Composer(s): Bobby Falk; Leo Lelièvre; Henri Varna
Performer(s): Josephine Baker
J' voudrais être Blanche
Pour moi, quel bonheur
Si mes seins et mes hanches
Changeaient de couleur
Les Parisiennes, à Juan-les-Pins
Se faisaient gloire
Au soleil d'exposer leurs reins
Pour être Noires
Moi, pour être Blanche
J'allais me roulant
Parmi les avalanches
En haut du mont Blanc
Ce stratagème
Donna zéro
J'avais l'air, dans la crème
D'un petit pruneau
Étant petite, avec chagrin
J'admirais dans les magasins
La teinte pâle des poupées blondes
J'aurais voulu leur ressembler
Et je disais, l'air accablé
Me croyant seule brune au monde
Ti li ti li ti...
Moi, si j'étais Blanche
Sachez qu' mon bonheur
Qui près de vous s'épanche
Garderait sa couleur
Au soleil, c'est par l'extérieur
Que l'on se dore
Moi, c'est la flamme de mon cœur
Qui me colore
Ti li ti li ti...
Et si ma figure
Mon corps sont brunis
C'est parce que la nature
Me voulait ainsi
Mais je suis franche
Dites-moi Messieurs
Faut-il que je sois Blanche
Pour vous plaire mieux?
Zaterdag 25 april 1987
Where Are You Christmas?
Where Are You Christmas?
From the film "How The Grinch Stole Christmas" (2000)
Composer(s): Mariah Carey; James Horner; Will Jennings
Performer(s): Faith Hill;
and various other artists
Where are you Christmas
Why can't I find you
Why have you gone away
Where is the laughter
You used to bring me
Why can't I hear music play
My world is changing
I'm rearranging
Does that mean Christmas changes too
Where are you Christmas
Do you remember
The one you used to know
I'm not the same one
See what the time's done
Is that why you have let me go
Christmas is here
Everywhere, oh
Christmas is here
If you care, oh
If there is love in your heart and your mind
You will feel like Christmas all the time
I feel you Christmas
I know I've found you
You never fade away
The joy of Christmas
Stays here in silence
Fills each and every heart with love
Where are you Christmas
Fills your heart with love
Vrijdag 24 april 1987
Rachel (Skeeter Davis)
Rachel
Composer(s): Skeeter Davis
Performer(s): Skeeter Davis
Rachel, Rachel, that's the name you kept callin'
Last night while you were asleep
I kissed you and woke you and you hugged me tightly
And said you were having a dream
I teased you and asked you now who is this Rachel
You said I imagined the name
But I knew as soon as I asked you the question
That I'd hear of Rachel again.
I've noticed lately while you sleep you've been smilin'
And you've never done this before
And I've noticed lately and I just can't help but wonder
Why I never smile anymore
Well, I guess a woman has some way of knowin'
When her man don't feel quiet the same
Some other woman is making you smile now
While you slept you told me her name.
Now you lie here sleepin', I lie here cryin'
I love you I can't set you free
You're smilin' and dreamin' that you're with your Rachel
But you'll die in your sleep holdin' me
And I'll die wondering who's Rachel...
Vrijdag 24 april 1987
When The Snow Comes Down In Tinseltown
