Vrijdag 8 mei 1987
I Miss A Lot Of Trains
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I Miss A Lot Of Trains
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Vrijdag 8 mei 1987
Winter Wonderland
Winter Wonderland
Composer(s): Richard B. Smith; Felix Bernard
First release by: Richard Himber & His Orch. - 1934
Covered by multiple other artists
Titles In Other Languages:
1978 - Et Vinterhvidt Vidunderland
2000 - Au Royaume Du Bonhomme Hiver
Sleigh bells ring, are you listening
In the lane, snow is glistening
A beautiful sight, we're happy tonight
Walkin' in a winter wonderland
Gone away is the bluebird
Here to stay is a new bird
He sings a love song as we go along
Walkin' in a winter wonderland
In the meadow we can build a snowman
Then pretend that he is Parson Brown
He'll say are you married
We'll so no man,
But you can do the job when you're in town
Later on we'll conspire
As we dream by the fire
To face unafraid
The plans that we made
Walkin' in a winter wonderland
Donderdag 7 mei 1987
Si La France
Si La France
Composer(s): Guy Béart
Performer(s): Dalida
Si la France se mariait avec elle-même
Si un jour elle se disait enfin je t'aime
Elle inventerait la ronde qui épouserait le monde
Si la France s'embrassait un jour qui sait
Pour la rose et le lilas en harmonie
La main gauche et la main droite enfin unies
Le bleuet près du muguet ce bouquet est jeune et gai
Qui marie toutes les couleurs en quelques fleurs
Il faudra bien apprendre à vivre ensemble
Dans le besoin et les baisers
Avec tes voisins, tes cousins, tes gendres
Tes enfants de cœurs opposés
Toi l'éternelle maman célibataire
Qui voudrait dormir avec toute la terre
Que de serments éternels avec des lunes de miel
Pour finir en coup de tête après la fête
Pauvre Jeanne, la lorraine et Henri quatre
Vercingétorix par qui t'es-tu fait battre
Où sont cachés les amis c'est la saint Barthélémy
Et la France en plein été décapitée
Femme qui tourne contre toi tes armes
Au cœur des combats de quartier
Il ne te reste parfois que les larmes
Pour retrouver ton amitié
Si la France se mariait avec elle-même
Si un jour elle se disait enfin je t'aime
Elle inventerait la ronde qui épouserait le monde
Si la France s'embrassait un jour qui sait
Donderdag 7 mei 1987
Will Santy Come To Shanty Town?
Will Santy Come To Shanty Town?
Composer(s): Eddy Arnold; Steve Nelson; Ed Nelson Jr.
Performer(s): Eddy Arnold
Will Santy come to Shanty Town to a poor littly boy like me?
Will he bring me some toys like the other girls and boys?
Will Santy come to Shanty Town if he sees our Christmas tree?
Mommy said he would if I promised to be good.
For we don't have a fireplace or a chimney on our shack
Like the other lucky children have who live across the track
Now, if I say my pray'rs each day, when Christmas rolls around
Will Santy come to Shanty Town?
Will Santy come to Shanty Town to a poor little boy like me?
Will he bring me some toys like the other girls and boys?
Will Santy come to Shanty Town if he sees our Christmas tree?
Mommy said he would if I promised to be good
He didn't stop last Christmas Eve, doesn't he know we live here?
Will my mommy have to paint my toys the way she did las year?
Now, if I say my pay'rs each day, when Christmas rolls around
Will Santy come to Shanty Town?
Woensdag 6 mei 1987
Idle On Parade
Idle On Parade
Composer(s): Len Praverman
Performer(s): Anthony Newley; Blue Cats
This is a camp that is a-mighty tough
Were the marchin' men are made
But I am a guy who doesn't dig that stuff
And I'm idle on parade
There is a man, a Sergeant-Major Lush
And he has got to be obeyed (Yeah!)
And in a voice just like a little thrush
He says I'm idle on parade
Now, when they gave me a rifle, well they went too far
I'm much better off when I got a guitar
I told the C.O. that I wanna be sent
He sent me to a place where I could repent
When I was a-free, I was a crazy pup
Rock-a-boogie was my trade
Now Captain Burton-Bassett says I'm all shook up
And I'm idle on parade
When they gave me a rifle, well they went too far
I'm much better off when I got a guitar
I told the C.O. that I wanna be sent
He sent me to a place where I could repent
When I was a-free, I was a crazy pup
Rock-a-boogie was my trade
Now Captain Burton-Bassett says I'm all shook up
And I'm idle on para-a-a-a-a-ade
(Idle on paraa-a-a-ade)
Woensdag 6 mei 1987
Why Am I Such A Misfit?
Why Am I Such A Misfit?
Composer(s): Johnny Marks
Why am I such a misfit?
I am not just a nitwit
You can't fire me, I quit
since I don't fit in
Why am I such a misfit?
I am not just a nitwit
Just because my nose glows
why don't I fit in?
Dinsdag 5 mei 1987
Si J'étais Un Garçon
Si J'étais Un Garçon
Composer(s): Jean Claudric; P. Cour
Performer(s): France Gall
Si j'étais garçon
Au lieu d'être fille
Je pourrais danser
Et puis rentrer tard à la maison
On ne me dirait pas
"D'où viens-tu ma fille
Et avec qui"
Et patati
Si j'étais garçon
Pour les hommes
C'est commode
Aux filles ils font hey hey hey hey
Nous pour plaire
Il faut faire
Des manières plus compliquées
Si j'étais garçon
Au lieu d'être fille
J'aurais pour moi
J'aurais déjà
Ce que je n'ai pas
Si j'étais garçon
J'en ferais voir aux filles
Qui font pleurer
Qui font marcher
Ces pauvres garçons
Je n'écouterais pas
La chanson des filles
Je leur dirais
"Je la connais
Ça ne marche pas"
Ils s'embêtent
Oui c'est bête
Quand une fille dit
"Non non non non"
Ils se mettent
Dans la tête
Ils admettent
Que ça veut dire non
Moi je vous le dis
Qui connaît les filles
Quand elles disent non
Plus elles disent non
Plus ça veut dire oui
Ho oui
Plus ça veut dire oui
Ho oui oui oui
Plus ça veut dire oui
Ho oui
Plus ça veut dire oui
Ho oui
Plus ça veut dire oui
Dinsdag 5 mei 1987
Who's Gonna Be Your Santa Claus This Year
Who’s Gonna Be Your Santa Claus This Year
Composer(s): Byron Baker
Performer(s): Ernest Tubb
We’ve spent so many Christmas’s together
And our love filled them all with cheer
But now I’m spending Christmas without you
So Who's Gonna Be Your Santa Claus This Year?
Who’s gonna put those gifts beneath your Christmas Tree?
Who’s gonna pay the bills for your Christmas shopping spree?
And on this Christmas Eve, who’s gonna hug you close and near?
Who's Gonna Be Your Santa Claus This Year?
Ah Leon
We use to sit beside the fire together
And wait for the dawn of Christmas to appear
But on this Christmas Eve I have to wonder
Who's Gonna Be Your Santa Claus This Year?
Who’s gonna put those gifts beneath your Christmas Tree?
Who’s gonna pay the bills for your Christmas shopping spree?
And on this Christmas Eve, who’s gonna hug you close and near?
Honey, Who's Gonna Be Your Santa Claus This Year?
Maandag 4 mei 1987
It's Been So Long
It's Been So Long
Performer(s): Benny Goodman
'Cause it's been so long since I held you tight
When we said goodnight
It's been so long, honey, can't you see
What you've done to me?
I've been in a kind of daze
For days and days and days
Feelin' blue, missin' you
In, oh, so many ways
'Cause it was so nice when we had that date
Every night at eight, it was so nice
Then we said goodbye, what a fool was I
Let me get back in your arms where I belong
'Cause it's was, oh, so long
Maandag 4 mei 1987
Who Took The Merry Out Of Christmas?
Who Took The Merry Out Of Christmas?
Composer(s): Deanie Parker
Performer(s): The Staple Singers
and multiple other artists
Who Took The Merry Out Of Christmas
(People all over the world forgot about merry)
Too busy fighting wars
Trying to make it to Mars
Searching for light and can't seem to find the right star
(Searching for light and can't seem to find the right star)
Who Took The Merry Out Of Christmas
(People all over the world forgot about merry)
Too busy buying toys
Learning 'bout Santa's joy
Making believe He was just another baby boy
(Making believe He was just another baby boy)
Let's Put The Merry Back In Christmas (We Wish You A Merry Christmas)
Come on everyone (Let's have a Happy New Year)
Let's Put The Merry Back In Christmas (We Wish You A Merry Christmas)
Come on and join the fun
Let's Have a Happy (Have a Happy) Let's Have a Happy New Year
Who Took The Merry Out Of Christmas
(People all over the world forgot about merry)
Too busy having fun
Drinking with everyone
Showing no respect for Mary's baby son
(Showing no respect for Mary's baby son)
Let's Put The Merry Back In Christmas (We Wish You A Merry Christmas)
Come on everyone (Let's have a Happy New Year)
Let's Put The Merry Back In Christmas (We Wish You A Merry Christmas)
Come on and join the fun
Let's Have a Happy (Have a Happy) Let's Have a Happy (Have a Happy)
Let's Put The Merry Back In Christmas (We Wish You A Merry Christmas)
Come on everyone (Let's have a Happy New Year)
Let's Put The Merry Back In Christmas (We Wish You A Merry Christmas)
Come on and join the fun
Let's Have a Happy (Have a Happy) Let's Have a Happy (Have a Happy)
Let's Have a Happy (Have a Happy)
Let's Have a Happy New Year!!
Zondag 3 mei 1987
Si J'étais Un Charpentier
Si J'étais Un Charpentier
(Adapted from: If I Were A Carpenter - 1962/1967)
Composer(s): Tim Hardin
Performer(s): Johnny Hallyday - 1966
Titles In Other Languages:
1967 - Se Io Fossi Un Falegname
1967 - Hvis Jeg Var Arbejdsløs
Si j'étais un charpentier
Si tu t'appelais Marie
Voudrais-tu alors m'épouser
Et porter notre enfant
Ma maison ne serait pas
Le palais d'un grand roi
Je l'aurais construite pour toi
Seul avec mes mains
Prends l'amour que je te donne
Tu dois être forte
Quand notre fils sera un homme
Il aura beaucoup à faire
Si j'étais un charpentier
Si tu t'appelais Marie
Mes mains seraient sèches et dures
Et les tiennes si fragiles
Les hommes et leur colère
Viendraient la nuit pour tuer
Nous fuirions dans le désert
Cacher le nouveau-né
Si j'étais un charpentier
Si tu t'appelais Marie
Voudrais-tu alors m'épouser
Et tout recommencer
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
