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Christmas Songs Dataset
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O Come, All Ye Faithful | |
O come, all ye faithful, joyful and triumphant, | |
Come ye, O come ye, to Bethlehem. | |
Come and behold Him, born the King of angels; | |
Refrain | |
O come, let us adore Him, | |
O come, let us adore Him, | |
O come, let us adore Him, | |
Christ the Lord. | |
True God of true God, Light from Light Eternal, | |
Lo, he shuns not the Virgin's womb; | |
Son of the Father, begotten, not created; | |
Refrain | |
Sing, choirs of angels, sing in exultation; | |
Sing, all ye citizens of heaven above! | |
Glory to God, all glory in the highest; | |
Refrain | |
See how the shepherds, summoned to His cradle, | |
Leaving their flocks, draw nigh to gaze; | |
We too will thither bend our joyful footsteps; | |
Refrain | |
Child, for us sinners poor and in the manger, | |
We would embrace Thee, with love and awe; | |
Who would not love Thee, loving us so dearly? | |
Refrain | |
Yea, Lord, we greet Thee, born this happy morning; | |
Jesus, to Thee be glory given; | |
Word of the Father, now in flesh appearing. | |
Refrain | |
Angels, From the Realms of Glory | |
Angels, from the realms of glory, | |
Wing your flight o'er all the earth; | |
Ye, who sang creation's story, | |
Now proclaim Messiah's birth: | |
Come and worship, | |
Come and worship | |
Worship Christ, the new-born King. | |
Shepherds in the field abiding, | |
Watching o'er your flocks by night, | |
God with man is now residing; | |
Yonder shines the infant Light: | |
Sages, leave your contemplations, | |
Brighter visions beam afar: | |
Seek the great Desire of nations; | |
Ye have seen his natal star: | |
Saints before the altar bending, | |
Watching long in hope and fear, | |
Suddenly the Lord, descending, | |
In his temple shall appear. | |
The First Noel | |
The first Noel, the angel did say, | |
Was to certain poor shepherds in fields as they lay; | |
In fields where they lay keeping their sheep, | |
On a cold winter's night that was so deep. | |
Noel, Noel, Noel, Noel, | |
Born is the King of Israel. | |
They looked up and saw a star | |
Shining in the East, beyond them far; | |
And to the earth it gave great light, | |
And so it continued both day and night. | |
Noel, Noel, Noel, Noel, | |
Born is the King of Israel. | |
And by the light of that same star, | |
Three wise men came from country far; | |
To seek for a King was their intent, | |
And to follow the star wherever it went. | |
Noel, Noel, Noel, Noel, | |
Born is the King of Israel. | |
This star drew night to the northwest, | |
O'er Bethlehem it took its rest; | |
And there it did both stop and stay, | |
Right over the place where Jesus lay. | |
Noel, Noel, Noel, Noel, | |
Born is the King of Israel. | |
Then entered in those wise men three, | |
Full reverently upon their knee; | |
And offered there in his presence, | |
Their gold, and myrrh, and frankincense. | |
Noel, Noel, Noel, Noel, | |
Born is the King of Israel. | |
Good Christian Men, Rejoice | |
Good Christian men, rejoice, | |
With heart and soul, and voice; | |
Give ye heed to what we say: | |
Jesus Christ is born to-day; | |
Ox and ass before him bow, | |
And he is in the manger now. | |
Christ is born to-day! | |
Christ is born to-day! | |
Good Christian men, rejoice, | |
With heart and soul, and voice; | |
Now ye hear of endless bliss: | |
Jesus Christ was born for this! | |
He hath oped the heavenly door, | |
And man is blessed evermore. | |
Christ was born for this! | |
Christ was born for this! | |
Good Christian men, rejoice, | |
With heart and soul, and voice; | |
Now ye need not fear the grave: | |
Jesus Christ was born to save! | |
Calls you one and calls you all | |
To gain his everlasting hall. | |
Christ was born to save! | |
Christ was born to save! | |
What Child Is This? | |
What child is this, who, laid to rest, | |
On Mary's lap is sleeping? | |
Whom angels greet with anthems sweet, | |
While shepherds watch are keeping? | |
This, this is Christ the King, | |
Whom shepherds guard and angels sing: | |
Haste, haste to bring him laud, | |
The babe, the son of Mary. | |
Why lies he in such mean estate | |
Where ox and ass are feeding? | |
Good Christian, fear: for sinners here | |
The silent Word is pleading. | |
So bring him incense, gold, and myrrh, | |
Come, peasant, king, to own him. | |
the King of kings salvation brings, | |
Let loving hearts enthrone him. | |
God Rest You Merry Gentlemen | |
God rest you merry, gentlemen, | |
Let nothing you dismay, | |
Remember Christ our Savior | |
Was born on Christmas Day; | |
To save us all from Satan's power | |
When we were gone astray. | |
O tidings of comfort and joy, | |
Comfort and joy, | |
O tidings of comfort and joy! | |
From God our heavenly Father | |
A blessed angel came; | |
And unto certain shepherds | |
Brought tiding of the same; | |
How that in Bethlehem was born | |
The Son of God by name. | |
"Fear not, then," said the angel, | |
"Let nothing you affright; | |
This day is born a Savior | |
Of a pure virgin bright, | |
To free all those who trust in him | |
From Satan's power and might." | |
Now to the Lord sing praises, | |
All you within this place, | |
And with true love and brotherhood | |
Each other now embrace; | |
this holy tide of Christmas | |
Doth bring redeeming grace. | |
Angels We Have Heard on High | |
Angels we have heard on high, | |
Singing sweetly through the night, | |
And the mountains in reply | |
Echoing their brave delight. | |
Gloria in excelsis Deo. | |
Gloria in excelsis Deo. | |
Shepherds, why this jubilee? | |
Why these songs of happy cheer? | |
What great brightness did you see? | |
What glad tiding did you hear? | |
Gloria in excelsis Deo. | |
Gloria in excelsis Deo. | |
Come to Bethlehem and see | |
Him whose birth the angels sing; | |
Come, adore on bended knee | |
Christ, the Lord, the new-born King. | |
Gloria in excelsis Deo. | |
Gloria in excelsis Deo. | |
See him in a manger laid | |
Whom the angels praise above; | |
Mary, Joseph, lend your aid, | |
While we raise our hearts in love. | |
Gloria in excelsis Deo. | |
Gloria in excelsis Deo. | |
Away in a Manger | |
Away in a manger, no crib for his bed, | |
the little Lord Jesus laid down his sweet head. | |
The stars in the bright sky looked down where he lay, | |
The little Lord Jesus asleep on the hay. | |
The cattle are lowing, the baby awakes, | |
but little Lord Jesus no crying he makes. | |
I love thee, Lord Jesus! Look down from the sky, | |
And stay by my side until morning is nigh. | |
It Came Upon a Midnight Clear | |
It came upon the midnight clear, | |
That glorious song of old, | |
From angels bending near the earth | |
To touch their harps of gold: | |
"Peace on the earth, good will to men, | |
From heaven's all-gracious King." | |
The world in solemn stillness lay | |
To hear the angels sing. | |
Still through the cloven skies they come | |
With peaceful wings unfurled, | |
And still their heavenly music floats | |
O'er all the weary world; | |
Above its sad and lowly plains | |
They bend on hovering wing, | |
And ever o'er its Babel-sounds | |
The blessed angels sing. | |
Yet with the woes of sin and strife | |
The world has suffered long; | |
Beneath the heavenly strain have rolled | |
Two thousand years of wrong; | |
And man, at war with man, hears not | |
The tidings which they bring; | |
O hush the noise, ye men of strife, | |
And hear the angels sing! | |
O ye, beneath life's crushing load, | |
Whose forms are bending low, | |
Who toil along the climbing way | |
With painful steps and slow, | |
Look now! for glad and golden hours | |
Come swiftly on the wing; | |
O rest beside the weary road | |
And hear the angels sing! | |
For lo! the days are hastening on, | |
By prophets seen of old, | |
When with the ever-circling years | |
Shall come the time foretold, | |
When peace shall over all the earth | |
Its ancient splendors fling, | |
And the whole world give back the song | |
Which now the angels sing. | |
Santa Claus Is Coming To Town | |
Oh! You better watch out, | |
you better not cry, | |
you better not pout, | |
I'm telling you why: | |
Santa Claus is coming to town! | |
He's making a list, | |
He's checking it twice, | |
gonna find out who's naughty or nice. | |
Santa Claus is coming to town! | |
He sees you when you're sleeping, | |
he knows when you're awake. | |
He knows when you've been bad or good, | |
so be good for goodness sake! | |
So...You better watch out, You better not cry | |
You better not pout, I'm Telling you why. | |
Santa Claus is coming to town. | |
Little tin horns, little toy drums. | |
Rudy-toot-toot and rummy tum tums. | |
Santa Claus is coming to town. | |
Little toy dolls that cuddle and coo, | |
Elephants, boats and Kiddie cars too. | |
Santa Claus is coming to town. | |
The kids in Girl and boy land | |
will have a jubilee. | |
They're gonna build a toy land town | |
all around the Christmas tree. | |
Ohh....You better watch out, you better not cry. | |
You better not pout, I'm telling you why. | |
Santa Claus is coming to town. | |
O Christmas Tree | |
O Christmas tree, O Christmas tree! | |
How are thy leaves so verdant! | |
O Christmas tree, O Christmas tree, | |
How are thy leaves so verdant! | |
Not only in the summertime, | |
But even in winter is thy prime. | |
O Christmas tree, O Christmas tree, | |
How are thy leaves so verdant! | |
O Christmas tree, O Christmas tree, | |
Much pleasure doth thou bring me! | |
O Christmas tree, O Christmas tree, | |
Much pleasure doth thou bring me! | |
For every year the Christmas tree, | |
Brings to us all both joy and glee. | |
O Christmas tree, O Christmas tree, | |
Much pleasure doth thou bring me! | |
O Christmas tree, O Christmas tree, | |
Thy candles shine out brightly! | |
O Christmas tree, O Christmas tree, | |
Thy candles shine out brightly! | |
Each bough doth hold its tiny light, | |
That makes each toy to sparkle bright. | |
O Christmas tree, O Christmas tree, | |
Thy candles shine out brightly! | |
O Little Town of Bethlehem | |
O little town of Bethlehem, | |
How still we see the lie! | |
Above thy deep and dreamless sleep | |
The silent stars go by; | |
Yet in thy dark streets shineth | |
The everlasting Light; | |
The hopes and fears of all the years | |
Are met in thee to-night. | |
For Christ is born of Mary, | |
And gathered all above, | |
While mortals sleep, the angels keep | |
Their watch of wondering love. | |
O morning stars, together | |
Proclaim the holy birth! | |
And praises sing to God the King, | |
And peace to men on earth. | |
How silently, how silently, | |
The wondrous gift is given! | |
So God imparts to human hearts | |
The blessings of his heaven. | |
No ear may hear his coming, | |
But in this world of sin, | |
Where meek souls will receive him, still | |
The dear Christ enters in. | |
Where children pure and happy | |
Pray to the blessed Child, | |
Where misery cries out to thee, | |
Son of the mother mild; | |
Where charity stands watching | |
And faith holds wide the door, | |
The dark night wakes, the glory breaks, | |
And Christmas comes once more. | |
O holy Child of Bethlehem! | |
Descend to us, we pray; | |
Cast out our sin and enter in, | |
Be born in us to-day. | |
We hear the Christmas angels | |
The great glad tidings tell; | |
O come to us, abide with us, | |
Our Lord Emmanuel! | |
Silent Night | |
Silent night, holy night, | |
All is calm, all is bright | |
Round yon virgin mother and child. | |
Holy infant so tender and mild, | |
Sleep in heavenly peace. | |
Sleep in heavenly peace. | |
Silent night, holy night, | |
Shepherds quake at the sight, | |
Glories stream from heaven afar, | |
Heavenly hosts sing alleluia; | |
Christ the Savior, is born! | |
Christ the Savior, is born! | |
Silent night, holy night, | |
Son of God, love's pure light | |
Radiant beams from thy holy face, | |
With the dawn of redeeming grace, | |
Jesus, Lord, at thy birth. | |
Jesus, Lord, at thy birth. | |
Rudolf the Red-nosed Reindeer | |
Rudolf, the red-nosed reindeer | |
had a very shiny nose. | |
And if you ever saw him, | |
you would even say it glows. | |
All of the other reindeer | |
used to laugh and call him names. | |
They never let poor Rudolf | |
play in any reindeer games. | |
Then one foggy Christmas eve | |
Santa came to say: | |
"Rudolf with your nose so bright, | |
won't you guide my sleigh tonight?" | |
Then all the reindeer loved him | |
as they shouted out with glee: | |
"Rudolf the red-nosed reindeer, | |
you'll go down in history!" | |
Hark! The Herald Angels Sing | |
Hark! the herald angels sing | |
Glory to the new-born King! | |
Peace on earth and mercy mild, | |
God and sinners reconciled! | |
Joyful, all ye nations, rise, | |
Join the triumph of the skies; | |
With the angelic host proclaim | |
Christ is born in Bethlehem! | |
Hark! the herald angels sing | |
Glory to the new-born King! | |
Christ, by highest heaven adored; | |
Christ, the everlasting Lord; | |
Late in time behold him come, | |
Offspring of the Virgin's womb. | |
Veiled in flesh the Godhead see; | |
Hail the incarnate Deity, | |
Pleased as man with man to dwell; | |
Jesus, our Emmanuel! | |
Mild he lays his glory by, | |
Born that man no more may die, | |
Born to raise the sons of earth, | |
Born to give them second birth. | |
Risen with healing in his wings, | |
Light and life to all he brings, | |
Hail, the Sun of Righteousness! | |
Hail, the heaven-born Prince of Peace! | |
Hail the Heaven-born Prince of Peace | |
Hail the Son of Righteousness | |
Light and life to all He brings | |
Risen with healing in His wings | |
Mild He lay His glory by | |
Born that man no more may die | |
Come Desire of Nations come, | |
Fix in us thy humble home. | |
Rise, the woman's conquering Seed, | |
Bruise in us the serpent's head. | |
Adam's likeness now efface | |
Stamp thine image in its place | |
Auld Lang Syne | |
Robert Burns | |
Chorus | |
For auld lang syne, my dear | |
For auld lang syne, | |
We'll take a cup o' kindness yet | |
For auld lang syne! | |
I | |
Should auld acquaintance be forgot, | |
And never brought to mind ? | |
Should auld acquaintance be forgot, | |
And auld lang syne! | |
II | |
And surely ye 'll be your pint' stowp, | |
And surely I 'll be mine, | |
And we 'll take a cup o' kindness yet | |
For auld lang syne! | |
III | |
We twa hae run about the braes, | |
And pou'd the gowans fine, | |
But we 've wander'd monie a weary fit | |
Sin' auld lang syne. | |
IV | |
We twa hae paidl'd in the burn | |
Frae morning sun till dine, | |
But seas between us braid hae roar'd | |
Sin' auld lang syne. | |
V | |
And there's a hand, my trusty fiere, | |
And gie 's a hand o' thine, | |
And we 'll tak a right guid-willie waught | |
For auld lang syne! | |
Chorus | |
For auld lang syne, my dear, | |
For auld lang syne, | |
We'll tak a cup o' kindess yet | |
For auld lang syne! | |
Good King Wenceslas | |
Good King Wenceslas looked out | |
on the feast of Stephen, | |
when the snow lay round about, | |
deep and crisp and even. | |
Brightly shown the moon that night, | |
though the frost was cruel, | |
when a poor man came in sight, | |
gathering winter fuel. | |
Hither, page, and stand by me. | |
If thou know it telling: | |
yonder peasant, who is he? | |
Where and what his dwelling? | |
Sire, he lives a good league hence, | |
underneath the mountain, | |
right against the forest fence | |
by Saint Agnes fountain. | |
Bring me flesh, and bring me wine. | |
Bring me pine logs hither. | |
Thou and I will see him dine | |
when we bear the thither. | |
Page and monarch, forth they went, | |
forth they went together | |
through the rude wind's wild lament | |
and the bitter weather. | |
Sire, the night is darker now, | |
and the wind blows stronger. | |
Fails my heart, I know not how. | |
I can go no longer. | |
Ark my footsteps my good page, | |
tread thou in them boldly: | |
Thou shalt find the winter's rage | |
freeze thy blood less coldly. | |
In his master's step he trod, | |
where the snow lay dented. | |
Heat was in the very sod | |
which the saint had printed. | |
Therefore, Christian men, be sure, | |
wealth or rank possessing, | |
ye who now will bless the poor | |
shall yourselves find blessing. | |
I Saw Three Ships | |
I saw three ships come sailing in | |
on Christmas Day, on Christmas Day. | |
I saw three ships come sailing in | |
on Christmas Day in the morning. | |
And what was in those ships all three | |
on Christmas Day, on Christmas Day? | |
And what was in those ships all three | |
on Christmas Day in the morning? | |
The Virgin Mary and Christ were there | |
on Christmas Day, on Christmas Day. | |
The virgin Mary and Christ were there | |
on Christmas Day in the morning. | |
Joy to the World | |
Joy to the world! the Lord is come; | |
Let earth receive her King; | |
Let every heart prepare Him room, | |
and heaven and nature sing, | |
and heaven and nature sing, | |
and heaven, and heaven and nature sing. | |
Joy to the earth! the Savior reigns; | |
Let men their songs employ; | |
while fields and floods, | |
rocks, hills and plains | |
Repeat the sounding joy, | |
Repeat the sounding joy, | |
Repeat, repeat the sounding joy. | |
No more let sins and sorrows grow, | |
nor thorns infest the ground; | |
He comes to make His blessing flow | |
far as the curse is found, | |
far as the curse is found, | |
far as, far as the curse is found. | |
He rules the world with truth and grace, | |
and makes the nations prove | |
the glories of His righteousness, | |
and wonders of His love, | |
and wonders of His love, | |
and wonders, wonders of His love. | |
Drummer Boy | |
Come they told me, pa rum pum pum pum | |
A new born King to see, pa rum pum pum pum | |
Our finest gifts we bring, pa rum pum pum pum | |
To lay before the King, pa rum pum pum pum, | |
rum pum pum pum, rum pum pum pum, | |
So, to honor Him, pa rum pum pum pum, | |
When we come. | |
Little Baby, pa rum pum pum pum | |
I am a poor boy too, pa rum pum pum pum | |
I have no gift to bring, pa rum pum pum pum | |
That's fit to give the King, pa rum pum pum pum | |
rum pum pum pum, rum pum pum pum, | |
Shall I play for you, pa rum pum pum pum, | |
On my drum? | |
Mary Nodded, pa rum pum pum pum, | |
The ox and lamb kept time, pa rum pum pum pum | |
I played my drum for Him, pa rum pum pum pum | |
I play me best for Him, pa rum pum pum pum, | |
rum pum pum pum, rum pum pum pum | |
Then He smiled at me, pa rum pum pum pum | |
me and my drum | |
O Holy Night | |
O holy night! The stars are brightly shining, | |
It is the night of the dear Saviour's birth. | |
Long lay the world in sin and error pining. | |
Till He appeared and the Spirit felt its worth. | |
A thrill of hope the weary world rejoices, | |
For yonder breaks a new and glorious morn. | |
Fall on your knees! Oh, hear the angel voices! | |
O night divine, the night when Christ was born; | |
O night, O holy night, O night divine! | |
O night, O holy night, O night divine! | |
Led by the light of faith serenely beaming, | |
With glowing hearts by His cradle we stand. | |
O'er the world a star is sweetly gleaming, | |
Now come the wisemen from out of the Orient land. | |
The King of kings lay thus lowly manger; | |
In all our trials born to be our friends. | |
He knows our need, our weakness is no stranger, | |
Behold your King! Before him lowly bend! | |
Behold your King! Before him lowly bend! | |
Truly He taught us to love one another, | |
His law is love and His gospel is peace. | |
Chains he shall break, for the slave is our brother. | |
And in his name all oppression shall cease. | |
Sweet hymns of joy in grateful chorus raise we, | |
With all our hearts we praise His holy name. | |
Christ is the Lord! Then ever, ever praise we, | |
His power and glory ever more proclaim! | |
His power and glory ever more proclaim! | |
Carol of the Bells | |
Carol of the Bells is an adaptation of an ancient Ukrainian folk song | |
called a "shchedrivka". An arrangement by Mykola Leontovych (1877-1921) | |
was popularized in the 1930's by Oleksander Koshyts (1875-1944), a | |
Ukrainian choir director who worked in the US and Canada. It has since | |
become an American Christmas classic. | |
Hark how the bells, | |
sweet silver bells, | |
all seem to say, | |
throw cares away | |
Christmas is here, | |
bringing good cheer, | |
to young and old, | |
meek and the bold, | |
ding dong ding | |
that is their song | |
with joyful ring | |
all caroling | |
one seems to hear | |
words of good cheer | |
from everywhere | |
filling the air | |
Oh how they pound, | |
raising the sound, | |
o'er hill and dale, | |
telling their tale, | |
Gaily they ring | |
while people sing | |
songs of good cheer, | |
Christmas is here, | |
Merry, merry, merry, merry Christmas, | |
Merry, merry, merry, merry Christmas, | |
On on they send , | |
on without end, | |
their joyful tone to every home | |
Dong Ding dong ding, dong Bong | |
Santa Baby | |
Sung by Madonna | |
Santa baby, slip a sable under the tree, for me | |
I've been an awful good girl | |
Santa baby, and hurry down the chimney tonight | |
Santa baby, an out-of-space convertible too, light blue | |
I'll wait up for you dear Santa baby, and hurry down the chimney tonight | |
Think of all the fun I've missed | |
Think of all the fellas that I haven't kissed | |
Next year I could be oh so good | |
If you'd check off my Christmas list | |
Boo doo bee doo | |
Santa honey, I wanna yacht and really that's | |
Not a lot | |
I've been an angel all year | |
Santa baby, and hurry down the chimney tonight | |
Santa cutie, there's one thing I really do need, the deed | |
To a platinum mine | |
Santa cutie, and hurry down the chimney tonight | |
Santa baby, I'm filling my stocking with a duplex, and checks | |
Sign your 'X' on the line | |
Santa baby, and hurry down the chimney tonight | |
Come and trim my Christmas tree | |
With some decorations bought at Tiffany's | |
I really do believe in you | |
Let's see if you believe in me | |
Boo doo bee doo | |
Santa baby, forgot to mention one little thing, a ring | |
I don't mean a phone | |
Santa baby, and hurry down the chimney tonight | |
Hurry down the chimney tonight | |
Hurry down the chimney tonight | |
Christ Is Born In Bethlehem | |
Christ, by highest heaven adored | |
Christ, the everlasting Lord; | |
Late in time behold Him come | |
Offspring of a virgin's womb. | |
Veiled in flesh the Godhead see; | |
Hail th' Incarnate Deity, | |
Pleased as man with man to dwell; | |
Jesus, our Emmanuel. | |
Come, Desire of nations come, | |
Fix in us Thy humble home; | |
Rise, the Woman's conquering Seed, | |
Bruise in us the Serpent's head. | |
Adam's likeness, Lord efface: | |
Stamp Thy image in its place; | |
Second Adam, from above, | |
Reinstate us in thy love. | |
Hail, the heav'n-born Prince of Peace! | |
Hail, the Son of Righteousness! | |
Light and life to all He brings, | |
Ris'n with healing in His wings. | |
Mild He lays His glory by, | |
Born that man no more may die, | |
Born to raise the sons of earth, | |
Christmas Without You | |
Words and Music by Dolly Parton and Steve Goldstein | |
White Christmas and I'm blue | |
Like fireworks with no fuse | |
Christmas without you | |
The fireplace keeps burning and my thoughts keep turning | |
The pages of memories of time spent with you | |
Old Christmas songs we knew and used to make love to | |
Make it hard to get used to | |
Christmas without you | |
Chorus: | |
Christmas without you | |
White Christmas and I'm blue | |
I love you I miss you | |
So sad but so true | |
Christmas without you | |
Like a mystery with no clues | |
Like fireworks with no fuse | |
Christmas without you | |
The sweetest gift I know would be if the new snow | |
Could fall on your footsteps on this Christmas eve | |
The most joyous Christmas if luck could be with us | |
Would be if Saint Nicholas brought you home to me | |
Repeat chorus twice | |
The Coventry Carol | |
Lullaby, thou little tiny child, | |
By, by, lullay, lullay | |
Lullay, thou little tiny child, | |
By, by, lullay, lullay. | |
O sisters too, how may we do, | |
For to preserve this day, | |
This poor youngling for whom we sing, | |
By, by, lullay, lullay. | |
Herod the king in his ragin, | |
Charged he hath this day, | |
His men of night, in his own sight, | |
All children young to stay. | |
Then woe is me, poor child, for thee, | |
And ever mourn and say, | |
For thy parting not say, nor sing, | |
By, by, lullay, lullay. | |
Mary's Boy Child | |
Mary's boy child Jesus Christ, was born on Christmas Day. | |
And man will live for evermore, because of Christmas Day. | |
Long time ago in Bethlehem, so the Holy Bible say, | |
Mary's boy child Jesus Christ, was born on Christmas Day. | |
Hark, now hear the angels sing, a king was born today, | |
And man will live for evermore, because of Christmas Day. | |
Mary's boy child Jesus Christ, was born on Christmas Day. | |
While shepherds watch their flocks by night, | |
they see a bright new shining star, | |
they hear a choir sing a song, the music seemed to come from afar. | |
Hark, now hear the angels sing, a king was born today, | |
And man will live for evermore, because of Christmas Day. | |
Oh a moment still worth was a glow, all the bells rang out | |
there were tears of joy and laughter, people shouted | |
"let everyone know, there is hope for all to find peace". | |
Now Joseph and his wife, Mary, came to Bethlehem that night, | |
they found no place to bear her child, not a single room was in sight. | |
And then they found a little nook in a stable all forlorn, | |
and in a manger cold and dark, Mary's little boy was born. | |
Hark, now hear the angels sing, a king was born today, | |
And man will live for evermore, because of Christmas Day. | |
Mary's boy child Jesus Christ, was born on Christmas Day. | |
Oh a moment still worth was a glow, all the bells rang out | |
there were tears of joy and laughter, people shouted | |
"let everyone know, there is hope for all to find peace". | |
Oh my Lord... | |
With Bells On | |
-Words By Dolly Parton | |
I'll be home with bells on | |
I'll be home with bells on | |
Trim the trees and wrap the presents | |
turn the Christmas music on | |
This Christmas I'll be home with bells on | |
I've traveled around this country crossed the waters deep and wide | |
Made lots of friends and memories brought joy to others lives | |
It's Christmas time again another year has come and gone | |
And I can't keep from wonderin' how the old folks are at home | |
I'll be home with bells on | |
I'll be home with bells on | |
Trim the tree and wrap the presents turn the Christmas music on | |
This Christmas I'll be home with bells on | |
When the snow is on the meadow and the sleigh bells jingle bright | |
And the kids are singing jingle bells around the Christmas lights | |
As daddy stokes the fire and mama puts the turkey on | |
There ain't nothing going to slow me down this Christmas I'll be home | |
I'll be home with bells on | |
I'll be home with bells on | |
Trim the tree and wrap the presents turn the Christmas music on | |
This Christmas I'll be home with bells on | |
Angels and Shepherds | |
(Morovia - Nesem Ván Noviny) | |
Hark all ye shepherds, come join in our song. | |
Hark all ye shepherds, for Jesus is born. | |
Lo he is lying, born in a manger, | |
Jesus, annointed to be our Savior. Alleluia! | |
Hark all ye shepherds, arise from your sheep. | |
Hark all ye shepherds, the Christ child asleep. | |
Mary, the mother, quietly singing, | |
From God to man salvation is bringing. Alleluia! | |
Angels adore him, men bow before him, heaven and earth proclaim! | |
Prophets of old his coming foretold and men ever praise his name. | |
Come and adore him, Jesus our Savior, | |
He dwells among us, now and forever. Alleluia! | |
Children, Go Where I Send Thee | |
Children, go where I send thee | |
How shall I send thee? | |
I'm gonna send thee one by one | |
One for the little bitty baby | |
That was born, born | |
Born in Bethlehem. | |
Children, go where I send thee | |
How shall I send thee? | |
I'm gonna send thee two by two | |
Two for Paul and Silas | |
One for the little bitty baybe | |
That was born, born | |
Born in Bethlehem. | |
Three for the Hebrew children... | |
Four for the four that stood at the door... | |
Five for the gospel preachers... | |
Six for the six that never got fixed... | |
Seven for the seven that never got to heaven... | |
Eight for the eight that stood at the gate... | |
Nine for the nine all dressed so fine... | |
Ten for the ten commandments... | |
Eleven for the eleven deriders... | |
Twelve for the twelve Apostles... | |
Home for the Holidays | |
Al Stillman and Robert Allen | |
Oh, there’s no place like | |
home for the holidays, | |
‘Cause no matter how far away you roam | |
When you pine for the sunshine | |
Of a friendly face | |
For the holidays, you can’t beat | |
Home, sweet home | |
I met a man who lives in Tennessee | |
And he was headin’ for Pennsylvania | |
And some home made pumpkin pie | |
From Pennsylvania folks a travelin’ down | |
To Dixie’s sunny shore | |
From Atlantic to Pacific, gee | |
The traffic is terrific | |
Oh there's no place like home | |
For the holidays, ‘cause no matter | |
How far away you roam | |
If you want | |
To be happy in a million ways | |
For the holidays, you can’t beat | |
Home, sweet home | |
Pat-a-Pan | |
(Burgundy) | |
Willie, take your little drum, | |
Robin, bring your fife, and come, | |
And be merry while you play. | |
Chorus | |
Turelurelu. Patapatapan. | |
Come be merry while you play, | |
On this joyous Christmas day. | |
Guillô, pran tun tamborin, | |
Toi, pran tu fleute, Robin. | |
Au son de cés instruman. | |
repeat chorus | |
God and man became today, | |
More in tune than fife and drum, | |
So be merry while you play. | |
repeat chorus | |
The Huron Carol | |
'Twas in the moon of winter-time | |
When all the birds had fled, | |
That mighty Gitchi Manitou | |
Sent angel choirs instead; | |
Before their light the stars grew dim, | |
And wandering hunter heard the hymn: | |
"Jesus your King is born, Jesus is born, | |
In excelsis gloria." | |
Within a lodge of broken bark | |
The tender Babe was found, | |
A ragged robe of rabbit skin | |
Enwrapp'd His beauty round; | |
But as the hunter braves drew nigh, | |
The angel song rang loud and high... Refrain | |
O children of the forest free, | |
O sons of Manitou, | |
The Holy Child of earth and heaven | |
Is born today for you. | |
Come kneel before the radiant Boy | |
Who brings you beauty, peace and joy. Refrain | |
In Excelsis Gloria | |
When Christ was born of Mary free, | |
In Bethlehem in that fair city, | |
Angels sung e'er with mirth and glee, | |
In excelsis gloria, | |
In excelsis gloria, | |
In excelsis gloria, | |
In excelsis gloria. | |
Herdsmen beheld these angels bright- | |
To them appeared with great light, | |
And said, "God's son is born this night." Refrain | |
This King is come to save His kind, | |
In the Scripture as we find; | |
Therefore this song we have in mind: Refrain | |
Then, dear Lord, for Thy great grace, | |
Grant us the bliss to see Thy face, | |
Where we may sing to Thy solace: Refrain | |
Fum, Fum, Fum, | |
Spanish | |
On this joyful Christmas Day | |
Sing fum, fum, fum | |
On this joyful Christmas Day | |
Sing fum, fum, fum | |
For a blessed Babe was born | |
Upon this day at the break of morn | |
In a manger poor and lowly | |
Lay the Son of God most holy | |
Fum, Fum, Fum! | |
Thanks to God for holidays | |
Sing fum, fum, fum | |
Now we all our voices raise | |
And sing a song of grateful praise | |
Celebrate in song and story | |
All the wonders of His glory | |
Fum, fum, fum | |
The Greatest Gift of All | |
John Jarvis | |
Dawn is slowly breaking | |
Our friends have all gone home | |
You and I are waiting | |
For Santa Claus to come | |
There's a present by the tree | |
Stockings on the wall | |
Knowing you're in love with me | |
Is the greatest gift of all | |
The fire is slowly fading | |
Chill is in the air | |
All the gifts are waiting | |
For children ev'rywhere | |
Through the window I can see | |
Snow begin to fall | |
Knowing you're in love with me | |
Is the greatest gift of all | |
Just before I go to sleep | |
I hear a church bell ring | |
Merry Christmas ev'ryone | |
Is the song it sings | |
So I say a silent prayer | |
For creatures great and small | |
Peace on earth goodwill to men | |
Is the greatest gift of all | |
Peace on earth goodwill to men | |
Is the greatest gift of all | |
Greensleeves | |
William Chatterdon Dixs | |
Version 1 & 2 | |
What child is this, who, lay to rest, | |
on Mary's lap, is sleeping | |
Whom angels greet with anthems sweet, | |
while Shepards watch are keeping | |
Chorus | |
This, this is Christ the King | |
whom Shepards guard and angels sing | |
Haste, Haste, to bring him laud, | |
The babe, the son of Mary | |
Why lies he in such mean estate | |
where ox and ass are feeding? | |
Good Christian, fear; for sinners | |
here the silent Word is pleading | |
Chorus | |
So bring Him incense, gold, and myrrh come, | |
peasant, King, to own him; | |
The King of kings salvation brings, | |
let loving hearts enthrone Him | |
Chorus | |
Version 2 | |
Alas, my love, you do me wrong, | |
To cast me off discourteously | |
For I have loved you well and long, | |
Delighting in your company | |
Greensleeves was all my joy | |
Greensleeves was my delight, | |
Greensleeves was my heart of gold, | |
And who but my lady greensleeves | |
Your vows you've broken, like my heart, | |
Oh, why did you so enrapture me? | |
Now I remain in a world apart | |
But my heart remains in captivity | |
I have been ready at your hand, | |
To grant whatever you would crave, | |
I have both wagered life and land, | |
Your love and good-will for to have | |
If you intend thus to disdain, | |
It does the more enrapture me, | |
And even so, I still remain | |
A lover in captivity | |
My men were clothed all in green, | |
And they did ever wait on thee; | |
All this was gallant to be seen, | |
And yet thou wouldst not love me | |
Thou couldst desire no earthly thing, | |
but still thou hadst it readily | |
Thy music still to play and sing; | |
And yet thou wouldst not love me | |
Well, I will pray to God on high, | |
that thou my constancy mayst see, | |
And that yet once before I die, | |
Thou wilt vouchsafe to love me | |
Ah, Greensleeves, now farewell, adieu, | |
To God I pray to prosper thee, | |
For I am still thy lover true, | |
Come once again and love me | |
Hallelujah Chorus | |
Hallelujah! Hallelujah! | |
Hallelujah! Hallelujah! Hallelujah! | |
Hallelujah! Hallelujah! | |
Hallelujah! Hallelujah! Hallelujah! | |
for the Lord God Omnipotent reigneth. | |
Hallelujah! Hallelujah! Hallelujah! Hallelujah! | |
for the Lord God Omnipotent reigneth. | |
Hallelujah! Hallelujah! Hallelujah! Hallelujah! | |
for the Lord God Omnipotent reigneth. | |
Hallelujah! Hallelujah! Hallelujah! Hallelujah! | |
Hallelujah! Hallelujah! Hallelujah! Hallelujah! | |
Hallelujah! Hallelujah! Hallelujah! Hallelujah! | |
Hallelujah! Hallelujah! | |
The kingdom of this world is become | |
the Kingdom of our Lord and of His Christ, and of His Christ; | |
and He shall reign for ever and ever | |
and He shall reign for ever and ever | |
and He shall reign for ever and ever | |
and He shall reign for ever and ever | |
King of Kings, | |
for ever and ever. Hallelujah! Hallelujah! | |
and Lord of Lords, | |
for ever and ever. Hallelujah! Hallelujah! | |
King of Kings, | |
for ever and ever. Hallelujah! Hallelujah! | |
and Lord of Lords, | |
for ever and ever. Hallelujah! Hallelujah! | |
King of Kings, | |
for ever and ever. Hallelujah! Hallelujah! | |
and Lord of Lords, | |
for ever and ever. Hallelujah! Hallelujah! | |
King of Kings, and Lord of Lords, | |
and He shall reign for ever and ever | |
and He shall reign for ever and ever | |
King of Kings | |
for ever and ever. Hallelujah! Hallelujah! | |
and He shall reign for ever and ever, | |
for ever and ever, | |
King of Kings, | |
and Lord of Lords, | |
King of Kings, | |
and Lord of Lords, | |
and He shall reign for ever and ever, | |
King of Kings, | |
and Lord of Lords. | |
Hallelujah! Hallelujah! Hallelujah! Hallelujah! Hallelujah! | |
(Do They Know It's Christmas?) | |
Band Aid Christmas Song | |
M. Ure and Bob Geldof | |
It's Christmastime; there's no need to be afraid | |
At Christmastime, we let in light and we banish shade | |
And in our world of plenty we can spread a smile of joy | |
Throw your arms around the world at Christmastime | |
But say a prayer to pray for the other ones | |
At Christmastime | |
It's hard, but when you're having fun | |
There's a world outside your window | |
And it's a world of dread and fear | |
Where the only water flowing is the bitter sting of tears | |
And the Christmas bells that ring there | |
Are the clanging chimes of doom | |
Well tonight thank God it's them instead of you | |
And there won't be snow in Africa this Christmastime | |
The greatest gift they'll get this year is life | |
Oh, where nothing ever grows, no rain or rivers flow | |
Do they know it's Christmastime at all? | |
Here's to you, raise a glass for ev'ryone | |
Here's to them, underneath that burning sun | |
Do they know it's Christmastime at all? | |
Feed the world | |
Feed the world | |
Feed the world | |
Let them know it's Christmastime again | |
Feed the world | |
Let them know it's Christmastime again | |
The Night Before Christmas | |
Clement Clarke Moore - adapted by Johnny Marks | |
Twas the night before Christmas and all through the house | |
Not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse. | |
All the stockings were hung by the chimney with care | |
In the hope that Saint Nicholas soon would be there. | |
Then, what to my wondering eyes should appear, | |
A miniature sleigh and eight tiny reindeer, | |
A little old driver so lively and quick, | |
I knew in a moment it must be Saint Nick. | |
And more rapid than eagles his reindeer all came | |
As he shouted, "Oh Dasher" and each reindeer's name. | |
And so up to the housetop the reindeer soon flew | |
With the sleigh full of toys and Saint Nicholas, too. | |
Down the chimney he came with a leap and a bound; | |
He was dressed all in fur, and his belly was round. | |
He spoke not a word but went straight to this work, | |
And filled all the stockings, then turned with a jerk, | |
And laying his finger aside of his nose, | |
Then giving a nod up the chimney he rose. | |
But I heard him exclaim as he drove out of sight, | |
"Merry Christmas to all, and to all a good night!" | |
Suzy Snowflake | |
Sid Tepper and Roy C. Bennett | |
Here comes Suzy Snowflake, | |
Dressed in a snow-white gown, | |
Tap, tap, tappin' at your windowpane | |
To tell you she's in town. | |
Here comes Suzy Snowflake; | |
Soon you will hear her say, | |
"Come out ev'ryone and play with me; | |
I haven't long to stay. | |
If you want to make a snowman, | |
I'll help you make one, two, three. | |
If you wanna take a sleigh ride, | |
The ride's on me." | |
Here comes Suzy Snowflake; | |
Look at her tumblin' down, | |
Bringing joy to ev'ry girl and boy; | |
Suzy's come to town. | |
I Want a Hippopotamus For Christmas | |
-- writing credits go to John Rox, copyright 1950. It's included on a | |
tape by "Joanie Bartel's Christmas Magic." | |
"I want a hippopotamus for Christmas | |
Only a hippopotamus will do | |
I don't want a doll, no dinkey tinker toys | |
I want a hippopotamus to play with and enjoy | |
I want a hippopotamus for Christmas | |
I don't think Santa Claus will mind, do you? | |
He won't have to use a dirty chimney flue | |
Just bring him through the front door | |
That's the easy thing to do | |
I can see me now on Christmas morning | |
Creeping down the stairs | |
Oh what joy, what surprise | |
When I open up my eyes | |
To see a hippo hero standing there | |
I want a hippopotamus for Christmas | |
Only a hippopotamus will do | |
No crocodiles, no rhinosaurus | |
I only likes hippopotamuses [sic] | |
And hippopotamuses [sic] like me, too | |
Mom says a hippo would eat me up, but then | |
Teacher says a hippo is a vegetarian | |
There's lots of room for him in our two-car garage | |
I'd feed him there and wash him there and give him his massage." | |
O Come, O Come, Emmanuel | |
O come, O come, Emmanuel, | |
And ransom captive Israel, | |
That mourns in lonely exile here | |
Until the Son of God appear. | |
Rejoice, rejoice! Emmanuel | |
Shall come to thee, O Israel. | |
O come, O come, Thou Lord of Might, | |
Who to Thy tribes, on Sinai's height, | |
In ancient times didst give the law, | |
In cloud, and majesty, and awe. Refrain | |
O come, Thou Rod of Jesse, free | |
Thine own from Satan's tyranny; | |
From depths of hell Thy people save | |
And give them victory o'er the grave. Refrain | |
O come, Thou Dayspring, come and cheer | |
Our spirits by Thine advent here; | |
Disperse the gloomy clouds of night, | |
And death's dark shadows put to flight. Refrain | |
O come, Thou Key of David, come, | |
And open wide our heavenly home; | |
Make safe the way that leads on high, | |
And close the path to misery. Refrain | |
O come, Thou Wisdom from on high, | |
And order all things, far and nigh; | |
To us the path of knowledge show, | |
And cause us in her ways to go. Refrain | |
O come, Desire of nations, bind | |
In one the hearts of all mankind; | |
Bid Thou our sad divisions cease, | |
And be Thyself our King of peace. Refrain | |
I Heard The Bells On Christmas Day | |
I heard the bells on Christmas Day | |
Their old familiar carols play. | |
And wild and sweet the words repeat | |
Of Peace on earth, good will to men. | |
I thought how as the day had come | |
The belfries of all Christendom | |
Had roll'd along th' unbroken song | |
Of Peace on earth, good will to men. | |
And in despair, I bow'd my head: | |
"There is no peace on earth," I said, | |
"For hate is strong and mocks the song, | |
Of Peace on earth, good will to men." | |
Then pealed the bells more loud and deep; | |
"God is not dead, nor doth He sleep; | |
The wrong shall fail, the right prevail, | |
With Peace on earth, good will to men." | |
Do You Hear What I Hear? | |
Said the night wind to the little lamb, | |
"Do you see what I see? | |
Way up in the sky, little lamb, | |
Do you see what I see? | |
A star, a star, dancing in the night | |
With a tail as big as a kite, | |
With a tail as big as a kite." | |
Said the little lamb to the shepherd boy, | |
"Do you hear what I hear? | |
Ringing through the sky, shepherd boy, | |
Do you hear what I hear? | |
A song, a song high above the trees | |
With a voice as big as the the sea, | |
With a voice as big as the the sea." | |
Said the shepherd boy to the mighty king, | |
"Do you know what I know? | |
In your palace warm, mighty king, | |
Do you know what I know? | |
A Child, a Child shivers in the cold-- | |
Let us bring him silver and gold, | |
Let us bring him silver and gold." | |
Said the king to the people everywhere, | |
"Listen to what I say! | |
Pray for peace, people, everywhere, | |
Listen to what I say! | |
The Child, the Child sleeping in the night | |
He will bring us goodness and light, | |
He will bring us goodness and light." | |
The Holly And The Ivy | |
The holly and the ivy, | |
When they are both full grown, | |
Of all 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 in the choir. | |
The holly bears a blossom, | |
As white as lily flow'r, | |
And Mary bore sweet Jesus Christ, | |
To be our dear Saviour: Refrain | |
The holly bears a berry, | |
As red as any blood, | |
And Mary bore sweet Jesus Christ, | |
To do poor sinners good: Refrain | |
The holly bears a prickle, | |
As sharp as any thorn, | |
And Mary bore sweet Jesus Christ, | |
On Christmas Day in the morn: Refrain | |
The holly bears a bark, | |
As bitter as the gall, | |
And Mary bore sweet Jesus Christ, | |
For to redeem us all: Refrain | |
The holly and the ivy, | |
When they are both full grown, | |
Of all trees that are in the wood, | |
The holly bears the crown: Refrain | |
Here We Come A-Wassailing | |
Here we come a-wassailing among the leaves so green; | |
Here we come a-wandering, so fair to be seen. | |
Love and joy come to you, and to you our wassail, too. | |
And God bless you and send you a Happy New Year | |
And God bless you and send you a Happy New Year | |
We are not daily beggars that beg from door to door; | |
But we are neighbours' children whom you have seen before. Refrain | |
We have a little purse made of ratching leather skin; | |
We want a little sixpence to line it well within. Refrain | |
God bless the master of this house, likewise the mistress, too; | |
And all the little children that round the table go. Refrain | |
Gloucestershire Wassail | |
Wassail, wassail all over the town! | |
Our bread it is white and our ale it is brown, | |
Our bowl, it is made of the good maple tree; | |
From the wassailing bowl we'll drink unto thee. | |
Come, butler, and fill us a bowl of your best, | |
And we hope your soul in Heaven may rest; | |
But if you do bring us a bowl of the small, | |
Then down shall go butler and bowl and all. | |
Come here, sweet maid, in the frilly white smock, | |
Come trip to the door and trip back the lock! | |
Come trip to the door and pull back the pin, | |
And let us jolly wassailers in. | |
We Wish You A Merry Christmas | |
We wish you a Merry Christmas; | |
We wish you a Merry Christmas; | |
We wish you a Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year. | |
Good tidings we bring to you and your kin; | |
Good tidings for Christmas and a Happy New Year. | |
Oh, bring us a figgy pudding; | |
Oh, bring us a figgy pudding; | |
Oh, bring us a figgy pudding and a cup of good cheer. Refrain | |
We won't go until we get some; | |
We won't go until we get some; | |
We won't go until we get some, so bring some out here. Refrain | |
We wish you a Merry Christmas; | |
We wish you a Merry Christmas; | |
We wish you a Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year. | |
Caroling, Caroling | |
Wihla Hutson | |
Caroling, caroling, now we go | |
Christmas bells are ringing | |
Caroling, caroling thru the snow | |
Christmas bells are ringing | |
Joyous voices sweet and clear | |
Sing the sad of heart to cheer | |
Ding dong, ding dong | |
Christmas bells are ringing | |
Caroling, caroling thru the town | |
Christmas bells are ringing | |
Caroling, caroling up and down | |
Christmas bells are ringing | |
Mark ye well the song we sing | |
Gladsome tidings now we bring | |
Ding dong, ding dong | |
Christmas bells are ringing! | |
Caroling, caroling, near and far | |
Christmas bells are ringing | |
Following, following yonder star | |
Christmas bells are ringing | |
Sing we all this happy morn | |
"Lo, the King of heav'n is born!" | |
Ding dong, ding dong | |
Christmas bells are ringing | |
Silver Bells | |
Jay Livingston and Ray Evans | |
City sidewalks, busy sidewalks | |
Dressed in holiday style | |
In the air | |
There's a feeling | |
of Christmas | |
Children laughing | |
People passing | |
Meeting smile after smile | |
And on ev'ry street corner you'll hear | |
Silver bells, silver bells | |
It's Christmas time in the city | |
Ring-a-ling, hear them sing | |
Soon it will be Christmas day | |
Strings of street lights | |
Even stop lights | |
Blink a bright red and green | |
As the shoppers rush | |
home with their treasures | |
Hear the snow crunch | |
See the kids bunch | |
This is Santa's big scene | |
And above all this bustle | |
You'll hear | |
Silver bells, silver bells | |
It's Christmas time in the city | |
Ring-a-ling, hear them sing | |
Soon it will be Christmas day | |
The Christmas Song | |
Lyrics by Mel Torme | |
Chestnuts roasting on an open fire | |
Jack Frost nipping at your nose | |
Yuletide carols being sung by a choir | |
And folks dressed up like Eskimos | |
Everybody knows a turkey and some | |
Mistletoe help to make the season bright | |
Tiny tots with their eyes all aglow | |
Will find it hard to sleep tonight | |
They know that Santa's on his way | |
He's loaded lots of toys and goodies | |
On his sleigh | |
And ev'ry mother's | |
Child is gonna spy to see if | |
Reindeer really know how to fly | |
And so, I'm offering this | |
Simple phrase to kids from | |
One to ninety-two | |
Altho' it's been said many times | |
Many ways; "Merry Christmas to you" | |
Up on the Housetop | |
B.R. Hanby | |
Up on the housetop reindeer pause | |
Out jumps good old Santa Claus | |
Down thru the chimney with lots of toys | |
All for the little ones | |
Christmas joys | |
Chorus | |
Ho, ho, ho! | |
Who wouldn't go! | |
Ho, ho, ho! | |
Who wouldn't go! | |
Up on the housetop | |
Click, click, click | |
Down thru the chimney with | |
Good Saint Nick | |
First comes the stocking | |
Of little Nell | |
Oh, dear Santa | |
Fill it well | |
Give her a dolly | |
That laughs and cries | |
One that will open | |
And shut her eyes | |
Repeat Chorus | |
Next comes the stocking | |
Of little Will | |
Oh, just see what | |
A glorious fill | |
Here is a hammer | |
And lots of tacks | |
Also a ball | |
And a whip that cracks | |
Repeat Chorus | |
The Twelve Days of Christmas | |
On the first day of Christmas, my true love sent to me | |
A partridge in a pear tree. | |
On the second day of Christmas, my true love sent to me | |
Two turtle doves | |
and a partridge in a pear tree. | |
On the third day of Christmas, my true love sent to me | |
Three French hens, two turtle doves | |
And a partridge in a pear tree. | |
On the fourth day of Christmas, my true love sent to me | |
Four calling birds, three French hens, two turtle doves | |
And a partridge in a pear tree. | |
On the fifth day of Christmas, my true love sent to me | |
Five golden rings. | |
Four calling birds, three French hens, two turtle doves | |
And a partridge in a pear tree. | |
On the sixth day of Christmas, my true love gave to me | |
Six geese a-laying, | |
Five golden rings. | |
Four calling birds, three French hens, two turtle doves | |
And a partridge in a pear tree. | |
On the seventh day of Christmas, my true love gave to me | |
Seven swans a-swimming, six geese a-laying, | |
Five golden rings. | |
Four calling birds, three French hens, two turtle doves | |
And a partridge in a pear tree. | |
On the eighth day of Christmas, my true love gave to me | |
Eight maids a-milking, seven swans a-swimming, six geese a-laying, | |
Five golden rings. | |
Four calling birds, three French hens, two turtle doves | |
And a partridge in a pear tree. | |
On the ninth day of Christmas, my true love gave to me | |
Nine ladies dancing, eight maids a-milking, seven swans a-swimming, six | |
geese a-laying, | |
Five golden rings. | |
Four calling birds, three French hens, two turtle doves | |
And a partridge in a pear tree. | |
On the tenth day of Christmas, my true love gave to me | |
Ten lords a-leaping, nine ladies dancing, eight maids a-milking, seven swans | |
a-swimming, six geese a-laying, | |
Five golden rings. | |
Four calling birds, three French hens, two turtle doves | |
And a partridge in a pear tree. | |
On the eleventh day of Christmas, my true love gave to me | |
Eleven pipers piping, ten lords a-leaping, nine ladies dancing, eight maids | |
a-milking, seven swans a-swimming, six geese a-laying, | |
Five golden rings. | |
Four calling birds, three French hens, two turtle doves And a partridge in a pear tree. | |
On the twelfth day of Christmas, my true love gave to me | |
Twelve drummers drumming, | |
eleven pipers piping, ten lords a-leaping, | |
nine ladies dancing, eight maids a-milking, | |
seven swans a-swimming, six geese a-laying, | |
Five golden rings. | |
Four calling birds, | |
three French hens, | |
two turtle doves | |
And a partridge in a pear tree. | |
Grandma Got Run Over By A Reindeer | |
Irish Rovers | |
Grandma got run over by a reindeer | |
Walking home from our house Christmas eve. | |
You can say there's no such thing as Santa, | |
But as for me and Grandpa, we believe. | |
She'd been drinkin' too much egg nog, | |
And we'd begged her not to go. | |
But she'd left her medication, | |
So she stumbled out the door into the snow. | |
When they found her Christmas mornin', | |
At the scene of the attack. | |
There were hoof prints on her forehead, | |
And incriminatin' Claus marks on her back. | |
Grandma got run over by a reindeer, | |
Walkin' home from our house Christmas eve. | |
You can say there's no such thing as Santa, | |
But as for me and Grandpa, we believe. | |
Now were all so proud of Grandpa, | |
He's been takin' this so well. | |
See him in there watchin' football, | |
Drinkin' beer and playin' cards with cousin Belle. | |
It's not Christmas without Grandma. | |
All the family's dressed in black. | |
And we just can't help but wonder: | |
Should we open up her gifts or send them back? | |
Grandma got run over by a reindeer, | |
Walkin' home from our house Christmas eve. | |
You can say there's no such thing as Santa, | |
But as for me and Grandpa, we believe. | |
Now the goose is on the table | |
And the pudding made of fig. | |
And a blue and silver candle, | |
That would just have matched the hair in Grandma's wig. | |
I've warned all my friends and neighbours. | |
Better watch out for yourselves." | |
They should never give a license, | |
To a man who drives a sleigh and plays with elves. | |
Grandma got run over by a reindeer, | |
Walkin' home from our house, Christmas eve. | |
You can say there's no such thing as Santa, | |
But as for me and Grandpa, we believe. | |
I saw Mommy kissing Santa Claus | |
I saw Mommy tickle Santa Claus | |
Underneath the mistletoe last night. | |
She didn't see me creep | |
Down the stairs to have a peep; | |
She thought that I was tucked up in my bedroom fast asleep. | |
Then, I saw Mommy tickle Santa Claus | |
Underneath his beard so snowy white; | |
Oh, what a laugh it would have been | |
If Daddy had only seen | |
Mommy kissing Santa Claus last night. | |
Over the River and Through the Woods | |
Over the river and through the woods | |
To Grandmother's house we go. | |
The horse knows the way to carry the sleigh | |
Through white and drifted snow. | |
Over the river and through the woods, | |
Oh, how the wind does blow. | |
It stings the toes and bites the nose | |
As over the ground we go. | |
Over the river and through the woods | |
To have a full day of play. | |
Oh, hear the bells ringing ting-a-ling-ling, | |
For it is Christmas Day. | |
Over the river and through the woods, | |
Trot fast my dapple gray; | |
Spring o'er the ground just like a hound, | |
For this is Christmas Day. | |
Over the river and through the woods | |
And straight through the barnyard gate. | |
It seems that we go so dreadfully slow; | |
It is so hard to wait. | |
Over the river and through the woods, | |
Now Grandma's cap I spy. | |
Hurrah for fun; the pudding's done; | |
Hurrah for the pumpkin pie. | |
A Visit from St.Nicholas | |
by Clement C. Moore | |
Down the chimney St.Nicholas came with a bound. | |
He was dressed all in furs from his head to his foot, | |
and his clothes were all tarnished with ashes and soot; | |
A bundle of toys he had flung on his back, | |
And he looked like a pedlar just opening his pack. | |
His eyes how they twinkled! His dimples how merry! | |
His cheeks were like roses, his nose like a cherry; | |
His droll little mouth was drawn up like a bow, | |
And the beard on his chin was as white as the snow. | |
The stump of a pipe he held tight in his teeth, | |
And the smoke it encircled his head like a wreath. | |
He had a broad face and a little round belly | |
That shook, when he laughed, like a bowl full of jelly. | |
He was chubby and plump - a right jolly old elf - | |
And laughed when I saw him, in spite of myself. | |
It's Beginning to Look Like Christmas | |
It's beginning to look a lot like Christmas | |
Ev'rywhere you go; | |
Take a look in the five-and-ten, glistening once again | |
With candy canes and silver lanes aglow. | |
It's beginning to look a lot like Christmas, | |
Toys in ev'ry store, | |
But the prettiest sight to see is the holly that will be | |
On your own front door. | |
A pair of hopalong boots and a pistol that shoots | |
Is the wish of Barney and Ben; | |
Dolls that will talk and will go for a walk | |
Is the hope of Janice and Jen; | |
And Mom and Dad can hardly wait for school to start again. | |
It's beginning to look a lot like Christmas | |
Ev'rywhere you go; | |
There's a tree in the Grand Hotel, one in the park as well, | |
The sturdy kind that doesn't mind the snow. | |
It's beginning to look a lot like Christmas; | |
Soon the bells will start, | |
And the thing that will make them ring is the carol that you sing | |
Right within your heart. | |
Ding Dong Merrily on High | |
Ding Dong! merrily on high | |
In heav'n the bells are ringing | |
Ding, dong! verily the sky | |
Is riv'n with angel singing | |
Gloria, Hosanna in excelsis | |
E'en so here below, below | |
Let steeple bells be swungen | |
And i-o, i-o, i-o | |
By priest and people be sungen | |
Gloria, Hosanna in excelsis | |
Pray ye dutifully prime | |
Your matin chime, ye ringers | |
May ye beautifully rime | |
Your evetime song, ye singers | |
Gloria, Hosanna in excelsis | |
Frosty the Snow Man | |
Frosty the snowman was a jolly happy soul | |
With a corncob pipe and a button nose | |
and two eyes made out of coal | |
Frosty the snowman is a fairy tale they say | |
He was made of snow but the children | |
know how he came to life one day | |
There must have been some magic in that | |
old silk hat they found | |
For when they placed it on his head | |
he began to dance around | |
O Frosty the snowman | |
was alive as he could be | |
And the children say he could laugh | |
and play just the same as you and me | |
Thumpetty thump thump | |
thumpety thump thump | |
Look at Frosty go | |
Thumpetty thump thump | |
thumpety thump thump | |
Over the hills of snow | |
Frosty the snowman knew | |
the sun was hot that day | |
So he said | |
"Let's run and | |
we'll have some fun | |
now before I melt away | |
" Down to the village | |
with a broomstick in his hand | |
Running here and there all | |
around the square saying | |
Catch me if you can | |
He led them down the streets of town | |
right to the traffic cop | |
And he only paused a moment when | |
he heard him holler "Stop!" | |
For Frosty the snow man | |
had to hurry on his way | |
But he waved goodbye saying | |
"Don't you cry | |
I'll be back again some day | |
" Thumpetty thump thump | |
thumpety thump thump | |
Look at Frosty go | |
Thumpetty thump thump | |
thumpety thump thump | |
Over the hills of snow | |
White Christmas | |
Irving Berlin 1942 | |
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 | |
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 | |
Mr. Grinch | |
You're a mean one, Mr. Grinch | |
You really are a heel, | |
You're as cuddly as a cactus, you're as charming as an eel, Mr. Grinch, | |
You're a bad banana with a greasy black peel! | |
You're a monster, Mr. Grinch, | |
Your heart's an empty hole, | |
Your brain is full of spiders, you have garlic in your soul, Mr. Grinch, | |
I wouldn't touch you with a thirty-nine-and-a-half foot pole! | |
You're a foul one, Mr. Grinch, | |
You have termites in your smile, | |
You have all the tender sweetness of a seasick crocodile, Mr. Grinch, | |
Given a choice between the two of you I'd take the seasick crocodile! | |
You're a rotter, Mr. Grinch, | |
You're the king of sinful sots, | |
Your heart's a dead tomato splotched with moldy purple spots, Mr. Grinch, | |
You're a three decker sauerkraut and toadstool sandwich with arsenic sauce! | |
You nauseate me, Mr. Grinch, | |
With a nauseous super "naus"!, | |
You're a crooked dirty jockey and you drive a crooked hoss, Mr. Grinch, | |
Your soul is an appalling dump heap overflowing with the most disgraceful | |
assortment of rubbish imaginable mangled up in tangled up knots! | |
You're a foul one, Mr. Grinch, | |
You're a nasty wasty skunk, | |
Your heart is full of unwashed socks, your soul is full of gunk, Mr. Grinch, | |
The three words that best describe you are as follows, and I quote, | |
"Stink, stank, stunk"! | |
The Chipmunk Song | |
(all right you Chipmunks! Ready to sing your song? | |
-I'll say we are! | |
-Yeah! | |
-Let's sing it now! | |
Okay, Simon? | |
-Okay! | |
Okay, Theodore? | |
-Okay! | |
Okay, Alvin? Alvin? ALVIN! | |
-OKAY!!!) | |
Christmas, Christmas time is near | |
Time for toys and time for cheer | |
We've been good, but we can't last | |
Hurry Christmas, hurry fast | |
Want a plane that loops the loop | |
Me, I want a hula hoop | |
We can hardly stand the wait | |
Please Christmas, don't be late. | |
(Okay fellas get ready. | |
That was very good, Simon. | |
-Naturally. | |
Very good Theodore. | |
-Ahhh. | |
Ah, Alvin, you were a little flat, watch it. | |
Ah, Alvin. Alvin. ALVIN! | |
-OKAY.) | |
Want a plane that loops the loop | |
I still want a hula hoop | |
We can hardly stand the wait | |
Please Christmas, don't be late. | |
We can hardly stand the wait | |
Please Christmas, don't be late. | |
(Very good, boys | |
-Lets sing it again! Yeah, lets sing it again! | |
No, That's enough, lets not overdo it | |
-What do you mean overdo it? | |
-We want to sing it again! | |
Now wait a minute, boys | |
-Why can't we sing it again? | |
-[chipmunk chatter] | |
Alvin, cut that out..Theodore, just a minute. | |
Simon will you cut that out? Boys...) | |
Must be Santa | |
Who's got a beard that's long and white | |
Santa's got a beard that's long and white | |
Who comes around on a special night | |
Santa comes around on a special night | |
Special Night, beard that's white | |
Must be Santa Must be Santa | |
Must be Santa, Santa Claus | |
Who wears boots and a suit of red | |
Santa wears boots and a suit of red | |
Who wears a long cap on his head | |
Santa wears a long cap on his head | |
Cap on head, suit that's red | |
Special night, beard that's white | |
Must be Santa Must be Santa | |
Must be Santa, Santa Claus | |
Who's got a big red cherry nose | |
Santa's got a big red cherry nose | |
Who laughs this way | |
HO HO HO | |
Santa laughs this way | |
HO HO HO | |
HO HO HO, cherry nose | |
Cap on head, suit that's red | |
Special night, beard that's white | |
Must be Santa Must be Santa | |
Must be Santa, Santa Claus | |
Who very soon will come our way | |
Santa very soon will come our way | |
Eight little reindeer pull his sleigh | |
Santa's little reindeer pull his sleigh | |
Reindeer sleigh, come our way | |
HO HO HO, cherry nose | |
Cap on head, suit that's red | |
Special night, beard that's white | |
Must be Santa Must be Santa | |
Must be Santa, Santa Claus | |
Dasher, Dancer, Prancer, Vixen, | |
Comet, Cupid, Donner and Blitzen | |
Reindeer sleigh, come our way | |
HO HO HO, cherry nose | |
Cap on head, suit that's red | |
Special night, beard that's white | |
Must be Santa Must be Santa | |
Must be Santa, Santa Claus | |
"Must Be Santa" written by Hal Moore and Bill Fredericks | |
Copyright © 1960 Hollis Music Inc. All rights for the United States of | |
America controlled jointly by: | |
Intuitive Music, 256 Ohayo Mountain Road, Woodstock, NY 12498 and Woodwyn | |
Music, PO Box 91, New Canaan, CT 06840. All rights for the world outside | |
the United States of America controlled by: | |
Hollis Music Inc., New York, NY. | |
Deck the Halls | |
Deck the halls with boughs of holly, | |
Fa la la la la, la la la la. | |
Tis the season to be jolly, | |
Fa la la la la, la la la la. | |
Don we now our gay apparel, | |
Fa la la, la la la, la la la. | |
Troll the ancient Yuletide carol, | |
Fa la la la la, la la la la. | |
See the blazing Yule before us, | |
Fa la la la la, la la la la. | |
Strike the harp and join the chorus. | |
Fa la la la la, la la la la. | |
Follow me in merry measure, | |
Fa la la la la, la la la la. | |
While I tell of Yuletide treasure, | |
Fa la la la la, la la la la. | |
Fast away the old year passes, | |
Fa la la la la, la la la la. | |
Hail the new, ye lads and lasses, | |
Fa la la la la, la la la la. | |
Sing we joyous, all together, | |
Fa la la la la, la la la la. | |
Heedless of the wind and weather, | |
Fa la la la la, la la la la. | |
Gentle Mary Laid Her Child | |
[Joseph S. Cook, 1919] | |
Gentle Mary laid her Child | |
Lowly in a manger. | |
There He lay, the Undefiled, | |
To the world a stranger. | |
Such a Babe in such a place, | |
Can He be the Savior? | |
Ask the saved of all the race | |
Who have found His favor. | |
Angels sang about His birth, | |
Wise men sought and found Him. | |
Heaven's star shone brightly forth | |
Glory all around Him. | |
Shepherds saw the wondrous sight, | |
Hear the angels singing. | |
All the plains were lit that night, | |
All the hills were ringing. | |
Gentle Mary laid her Child | |
Lowly in a manger. | |
He is still the Undefiled, | |
But no more a stranger. | |
Son of God of humble birth, | |
Beautiful the story. | |
Praise His name in all the earth. | |
Hail! The King of Glory! | |
Go Tell It On The Mountain | |
When I was a seeker | |
I sought both night and day, | |
I asked the Lord to help me, | |
And he showed me the way. | |
Chorus | |
Go tell it on the mountain, | |
Over the hills and everywhere, | |
Go tell it on the mountain, | |
Our Jesus Christ is born. | |
He made me a watchman | |
Upon a city wall, | |
And if I am a Christian, | |
I am the least of all. | |
Chorus | |
Go tell it on the mountain, | |
Over the hills and everywhere, | |
Go tell it on the mountain, | |
Our Jesus Christ is born. | |
Jingle Bells | |
James Pierpont - 1857 | |
Dashing through the snow, in a one-horse open sleigh | |
Over the fields we go, laughing all the way; | |
Bells on bob-tail ring, making spirits bright | |
What fun it is to ride and sing a sleighing song tonight | |
Chorus | |
Jingle bells, jingle bells, jingle all the way! | |
O what fun it is to ride in a one-horse open sleigh | |
Jingle bells, jingle bells, jingle all the way! | |
O what fun it is to ride in a one-horse open sleigh | |
A day or two ago, I thought I'd take a ride | |
And soon Miss Fanny Bright, was seated by my side; | |
The horse was lean and lank, misfortune seemed his lot; | |
He got into a drifted bank and we got upsot | |
(Chorus) | |
A day or two ago, the story I must tell | |
I went out on the snow, and on my back I fell; | |
A gent was riding by, in a one-horse open sleigh | |
He laughed as there I sprawling lie but quickly drove away | |
(Chorus) | |
Now the ground is white, go it while you're young | |
Take the girls tonight, and sing this sleighing song; | |
Just get a bob-tailed bay, two-forty as his speed | |
Hitch him to an open sleigh and crack! you'll take the lead | |
(Chorus) | |
Jolly Old Saint Nicholas | |
Jolly old Saint Nicholas, | |
Lean your ear this way! | |
Don't you tell a single soul | |
What I'm going to say; | |
Christmas Eve is coming soon; | |
Now, you dear old man, | |
Whisper what you'll bring to me; | |
Tell me if you can. | |
When the clock is striking twelve, | |
When I'm fast asleep, | |
Down the chimney broad and black, | |
With your pack you'll creep; | |
All the stockings you will find | |
Hanging in a row; | |
Mine will be the shortest one, | |
You'll be sure to know. | |
Johnny wants a pair of skates; | |
Susy wants a dolly; | |
Nellie wants a story book; | |
She thinks dolls are folly; | |
As for me, my little brain | |
Isn't very bright; | |
Choose for me, old Santa Claus, | |
What you think is right. | |
We Three Kings of Orient Are | |
[John H. Hopkins, Jr., 1857] | |
We three kings of Orient are | |
Bearing gifts we traverse afar. | |
Field and fountain, moor and mountain, | |
Following yonder star. | |
Chorus | |
O star of wonder, star of night, | |
Star with royal beauty bright, | |
Westward leading, still proceeding, | |
Guide us to thy perfect Light. | |
Born a king on Bethlehem's plain, | |
Gold I bring to crown Him again, | |
King forever, ceasing never | |
Over us all to reign. | |
(Chorus) | |
Frankincense to offer have I. | |
Incense owns a Deity nigh. | |
Prayer and praising all men raising, | |
Worship Him, God on high. | |
(Chorus) | |
Myrrh is mine: Its bitter perfume | |
Breaths a life of gathering gloom. | |
Sorrowing, sighing, bleeding dying, | |
Sealed in the stone-cold tomb. | |
(Chorus) | |
Glorious now behold Him arise, | |
King and God and Sacrifice. | |
Alleluia, alleluia! | |
Sounds through the earth and skies. | |
(Chorus) | |
All I Want For Christmas Is My Two Front Teeth | |
Every body stops | |
and stares at me | |
These two teeth are | |
gone as you can see | |
I don't know just who | |
to blame for this catastrophe! | |
But my one wish on Christmas Eve | |
is as plain as it can be! | |
All I want for Christmas | |
is my two front teeth, | |
my two front teeth, | |
see my two front teeth! | |
Gee, if I could only | |
have my two front teeth, | |
then I could with you | |
"Merry Christmas." | |
It seems so long since I could say, | |
"Sister Susie sitting on a thistle!" | |
Gosh oh gee, how happy I'd be, | |
if I could only whistle (thhhh) | |
All I want for Christmas | |
is my two front teeth, | |
my two front teeth, | |
see my two front teeth. | |
Gee, if I could only | |
have my two front teeth, | |
then I could wish you | |
"Merry Christmas!" | |
Blue Christmas | |
B.Hayes, J.Johnson (c) 1948 | |
I'll have a blue Christmas without you; | |
I'll be so blue thinking about you. | |
Decorations of red | |
on a green Christmas tree | |
Won't mean a thing if | |
you're not here with me. | |
I'll have a blue Christmas, that's certain; | |
And when that blue heartache starts hurting, | |
You'll be doing all right | |
with your Christmas of white, | |
But I'll have a blue, blue Christmas. | |
Feliz Navidad | |
Feliz Navidad | |
Feliz Navidad | |
Feliz Navidad | |
Prospero Ano y Felicidad. | |
Feliz Navidad | |
Feliz Navidad | |
Feliz Navidad | |
Prospero Ano y Felicidad. | |
I wanna wish you a Merry Christmas | |
I wanna wish you a Merry Christmas | |
I wanna wish you a Merry Christmas | |
From the bottom of my heart. | |
Feliz Navidad | |
Feliz Navidad | |
Feliz Navidad | |
Prospero Ano y Felicidad. | |
Feliz Navidad | |
Feliz Navidad | |
Feliz Navidad | |
Prospero Ano y Felicidad. | |
I wanna wish you a Merry Christmas | |
I wanna wish you a Merry Christmas | |
I wanna wish you a Merry Christmas | |
From the bottom of my heart. | |
Have Yourself A Merry Little Christmas | |
from the film Meet Me In St. Louis | |
Hugh Martin, Ralph Blane 1943 | |
Have yourself a merry little Christmas, | |
Let your heart be light | |
From now on, | |
our troubles will be out of sight | |
Have yourself a merry little Christmas, | |
Make the Yule-tide gay, | |
From now on, | |
our troubles will be miles away. | |
Here were are as in olden days, | |
happy golden days of yore. | |
Faithful friends who are dear to us | |
gather near to us once more. | |
Through the years we all will be together | |
If the Fates allow | |
Hang a shining star upon the highest bough. | |
And have yourself a merry little Christmas now. | |
Here Comes Santa Claus | |
Gene Autry, Oakley Haldeman (c) 1947 | |
Here comes Santa Claus! | |
Here comes Santa Claus! | |
Right down Santa Claus Lane! | |
Vixen and Blitzen and all his reindeer | |
are pulling on the reins. | |
Bells are ringing, children singing; | |
All is merry and bright. | |
Hang your stockings and say your prayers, | |
'Cause Santa Claus comes tonight. | |
Here comes Santa Claus! | |
Here comes Santa Claus! | |
Right down Santa Claus Lane! | |
He's got a bag that is filled with toys | |
for the boys and girls again. | |
Hear those sleigh bells jingle jangle, | |
What a beautiful sight. | |
Jump in bed, cover up your head, | |
'Cause Santa Claus comes tonight. | |
Holly Jolly Christmas | |
Johnny Marks (c) 1972 | |
Have a holly, jolly Christmas; | |
It's the best time of the year | |
I don't know if there'll be snow, | |
but have a cup of cheer. | |
Have a holly, jolly Christmas; | |
And when you walk down the street | |
Say Hello to friends you know | |
and everyone you meet. | |
Oh, ho, the mistletoe | |
hung where you can see; | |
Somebody waits for you; | |
Kiss her once for me. | |
Have a holly jolly Christmas, | |
and in case you didn't hear, | |
Oh by golly, have a holly, | |
jolly Christmas this year. | |
I'll Be Home for Christmas | |
Kim Gannon, Walter Kent (c) 1943 | |
I'll be home for Christmas; | |
You can count on me. | |
Please have snow and mistletoe | |
And presents on the tree. | |
Christmas Eve will find me | |
Where the love-light gleams. | |
I'll be home for Christmas | |
If only in my dreams. | |
Jingle Bell Rock | |
Bobby Helms | |
Jingle bell, jingle bell, jingle bell rock | |
Jingle bells swing and jingle bells ring | |
Snowing and blowing up bushels of fun | |
Now the jingle hop has begun. | |
Jingle bell, jingle bell, jingle bell rock | |
Jingle bells chime in jingle bell time | |
Dancing and prancing in Jingle Bell Square | |
In the frosty air. | |
What a bright time, it's the right time | |
To rock the night away | |
Jingle bell time is a swell time | |
To go gliding in a one-horse sleigh | |
Giddy-up jingle horse, pick up your feet | |
Jingle around the clock | |
Mix and a-mingle in the jingling feet | |
That's the jingle bell, | |
That's the jingle bell, | |
That's the jingle bell rock. | |
Let It Snow! | |
Sammy Cahn, Jule Styne (c) 1945 | |
Oh, the weather outside is frightful, | |
But the fire is so delightful, | |
And since we've no place to go, | |
Let it snow, let it snow, let it snow. | |
It doesn't show signs of stopping, | |
And I brought some corn for popping; | |
The lights are turned way down low, | |
Let it snow, let it snow, let it snow. | |
When we finally say good night, | |
How I'll hate going out in the storm; | |
But if you really hold me tight, | |
All the way home I'll be warm. | |
The fire is slowly dying, | |
And, my dear, we're still good-bye-ing, | |
But as long as you love me so. | |
Let it snow, let it snow, let it snow. | |
Rocking Around the Christmas Tree | |
Brenda Lee | |
Rocking around the Christmas tree | |
at the Christmas party hop | |
Mistletoe hung where you can see | |
every couple tries to stop | |
Rocking around the Christmas tree, | |
let the Christmas spirit ring | |
Later we'll have some pumpkin pie | |
and we'll do some caroling. | |
You will get a sentimental | |
feeling when you hear | |
Voices singing let's be jolly, | |
deck the halls with boughs of holly | |
Rocking around the Christmas tree, | |
have a happy holiday | |
Everyone dancing merrily | |
in the new old-fashioned way. | |
Sleigh Ride | |
Mitchell Parish, Leroy Anderson 1948 | |
Just hear those sleigh bells jingle-ing | |
Ring ting tingle-ing too | |
Come on, it's lovely weather | |
For a sleigh ride together with you | |
Outside the snow is falling | |
And friends are calling "You Hoo" | |
Come on, it's lovely weather | |
For a sleigh ride together with you | |
Giddy-yap giddy-yap giddy-yap let's go | |
Let's look at the snow | |
We're riding in a wonderland of snow | |
Giddy-yap giddy-yap giddy-yap it's grand | |
Just holding your hand | |
We're gliding along with the song | |
Of a wintry fairy land | |
Our cheeks are nice and rosy | |
And comfy cozy are we | |
We're snuggled up together like two | |
Birds of a feather would be | |
Let's take the road before us | |
And sing a chorus or two | |
Come on, it's lovely weather | |
For a sleigh ride together with you | |
There's a birthday party at the home of Farmer Gray | |
It'll be the perfect ending of a perfect day | |
We'll be singing the songs we love to sing without a single stop | |
At the fireplace while we watch the chestnuts pop | |
Pop! Pop! Pop! | |
There's a happy feeling nothing in the world can buy | |
When they pass around the coffee and the pumpkin pie | |
It'll nearly be like a picture print by Currier and Ives | |
These wonderful things are the things | |
We remember all through our lives | |
The Wassail Song | |
Here we come a-wassailing | |
Among the leaves so green, | |
Here we come a wand'ring, | |
So fair to be seen. | |
Chorus | |
Love and joy come to you, | |
And to your wassail too, | |
And God bless you and send you a happy new year, | |
And God send you a happy new year. | |
We are not daily beggars | |
Who beg from door to door, | |
But we are neighbor's children | |
Whom you have seen before. | |
Chorus | |
Love and joy come to you, | |
And to your wassail too, | |
And God bless you and send you a happy new year, | |
And God send you a happy new year. | |
We have a little purse | |
Made of ratching leather skin; | |
We want some of your small change | |
To line it well within. | |
Chorus | |
Love and joy come to you, | |
And to your wassail too, | |
And God bless you and send you a happy new year, | |
And God send you a happy new year. | |
God bless the Master of this house, | |
Likewise the Mistress too; | |
And all the little children | |
That round the table go. | |
Chorus | |
Love and joy come to you, | |
And to your wassail too, | |
And God bless you and send you a happy new year, | |
And God send you a happy new year. | |
Winter Wonderland | |
Dick Smith, Felix Bernard 1934 | |
Sleigh bells ring, are you listening, | |
in the lane, snow is glistening | |
A beautiful sight, | |
we're happy tonight, | |
walking 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, | |
walking 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 say: 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've made, | |
walking in a winter wonderland. | |
In the meadow we can build a snowman, | |
and pretend that he's a circus clown | |
We'll have lots of fun with mister snowman, | |
until the other kiddies knock him down. | |
When it snows, ain't it thrilling, | |
Though your nose gets a chilling | |
We'll frolic and play, the Eskimo way, | |
walking in a winter wonderland. | |
Walking in a winter wonderland, | |
walking in a winter wonderland. | |
Winter Wonderland (Or the un-traditional one for) | |
Lacy things -- the wife is missin', | |
Didn't ask -- her permission, | |
I'm wearin' her clothes, | |
Her silk pantyhose, | |
Walkin' 'round in women's underwear. | |
In the store -- there's a teddy, | |
Little straps -- like spaghetti, | |
It holds me so tight, | |
Like handcuffs at night, | |
Walkin' 'round in women's underwear. | |
In the office there's a guy named Melvin, He pretends that I am Murphy Brown. | |
He'll say, "Are you ready?" I'll say,"Whoa, Man!" "Let's wait until our wives are out of town!" | |
Later on, if you wanna, | |
We can dress -- like Madonna, | |
Put on some eyeshade, | |
And join the parade, | |
Walkin' 'round in women's underwear! | |
Lacy things... missin', | |
Didn't ask... permission, | |
Wearin' her clothes, | |
Her silk pantyhose, | |
Walkin' 'round in women's underwear, | |
Walkin' 'round in women's underwear, | |
Walkin' 'round in women's underwear! | |
The Holly and the Ivy | |
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 in the choir. | |
The holly bears a blossom | |
As white as lily flower; | |
And Mary bore sweet Jesus Christ | |
To be our sweet Savior. | |
The holly bears a berry | |
As red as any blood; | |
Any Mary bore sweet Jesus Christ | |
To do poor sinners good. | |
The holly bears a prickle | |
As sharp as any thorn; | |
And Mary bore sweet Jesus Christ | |
On Christmas day in the morn. | |
The holly bears a bark | |
As bitter as any gall; | |
And Mary bore sweet Jesus Christ | |
For to redeem us all. | |
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. | |
Let There be Peace on Earth | |
Let there be peace on earth | |
and let it begin with me | |
Let There Be Peace on Earth | |
The peace that was meant to be | |
With God as our Father | |
Brothers all are we | |
Let me walk with my brother | |
In perfect harmony. | |
Let peace begin with me | |
Let this be the moment now. | |
With ev'ry step I take | |
Let this be my solemn vow; | |
To take each moment and live | |
Each moment in peace eternally | |
Let there be peace on earth | |
and let it begin with me | |
While Shepherds Watch Their Flocks | |
While Shepherds watch their flocks by night | |
All seated on the ground | |
The angel of the Lord came down | |
And glory shone arond | |
"Fear not," said he for mighty dread | |
had seized their troubled mind | |
"Glad tidings of great joy I bring | |
To you and all man-kind" | |
"To you in David's town this day | |
Is born of David's line | |
The Savior who is Christ the Lord | |
And this shall me the sign | |
The heav'n'ly babe you there shall find | |
To human view displayed | |
All meanly wrapped in swathing bands | |
And in a manger laid" | |
Thus spoke the seraph and forth-with | |
Appeared a shiny throng | |
Of angels praising God who thus | |
Addressed their joyful song | |
"All glory be to God on high | |
And on the earth be peace | |
Goodwill hence-forth from heav'n to men | |
Begin and never cease" | |
I HEARD THE BELLS ON CHRISTMAS DAY | |
(Henry Wadsworth Longfellow) | |
I heard the bells on Christmas day | |
Their old familiar carols play, | |
And wild and sweet the words repeat | |
Of peace on earth, good will to men. | |
I thought how, as the day had come, | |
The belfries of all Christendom | |
Had rolled along th' unbroken song | |
Of peace on earth, good will to men. | |
And in despair I bowed my head | |
"There is no peace on earth," I said, | |
"For hate is strong and mocks the song | |
Of peace on earth, good will to men." | |
Then pealed the bells more loud and deep: | |
"God is not dead, nor doth He sleep; | |
The wrong shall fail, the right prevail | |
With peace on earth, good will to men." | |
Till ringing, singing on its way | |
The world revolved from night to day, | |
A voice, a chime, a chant sublime | |
Of peace on earth, good will to men. | |
Nuttin' For Christmas | |
S. Tepper, R. Bennett (c) 1955 | |
I broke my bat on Johnny's head; | |
Somebody snitched on me. | |
I hid a frog in sister's bed; | |
Somebody snitched on me. | |
I spilled some ink on Mommy's rug; | |
I made Tommy eat a bug; | |
Bought some gum with a penny slug; | |
Somebody snitched on me. | |
Oh, I'm gettin' nuttin' for Christmas | |
Mommy and Daddy are mad. | |
I'm getting nuttin' for Christmas | |
'Cause I ain't been nuttin' but bad. | |
I put a tack on teacher's chair | |
somebody snitched on me. | |
I tied a knot in Susie's hair | |
somebody snitched on me. | |
I did a dance on Mommy's plants | |
climbed a tree and tore my pants | |
Filled the sugar bowl with ants | |
somebody snitched on me. | |
So, I'm gettin' nuttin' for Christmas | |
Mommy and Daddy are mad. | |
I'm gettin' nuttin' for Christmas | |
'Cause I ain't been nuttin' but bad. | |
I won't be seeing Santa Claus; | |
Somebody snitched on me. | |
He won't come visit me because | |
Somebody snitched on me. | |
Next year I'll be going straight; | |
Next year I'll be good, just wait | |
I'd start now, but it's too late; | |
Somebody snitched on me. | |
So you better be good whatever you do | |
'Cause if you're bad, I'm warning you, | |
You'll get nuttin' for Christmas. | |
Pine Cones And Holly Berries | |
Pine cones and Holly Berries | |
Popcorn for you, apples for me | |
Red striped candy, nut cracker handy | |
Kettle a-bubbleing hot as can be. | |
snow clouds hang low and threatening | |
Maybe in won't, praying it may | |
the brightest fireplace glows in every face | |
Waiting for Christmas day. | |
There'll be walk-a-round songs and | |
talk-a-round songs | |
Songs of the inn and stable. | |
There'll be morning time songs and | |
evening time songs | |
And grace at every table. | |
And Jingle bells will jingle all the way all day. | |
It's beginning to look a lot like Christmas | |
Everywhere you go; | |
There's a tree in the Grand Hotel, | |
One in the park as well | |
The sturdy kind that doesn't mind the snow. | |
It's beginning to look a lot like Christmas | |
soon the bells will start | |
And the thing that will make them ring | |
is the carol that you sing | |
Right within your heart. | |
Sleep Well, Little Children | |
A.Bergman, L.Klatzkin (c) 1956 | |
Sleep well, little children, | |
wherever you are; | |
Tomorrow is Christmas | |
beneath every star. | |
Soon the snowflakes will fall | |
and tomorrow you'll see | |
Every wish, one and all, | |
waiting under the tree. | |
Sleep well, little children, | |
pleasant dreams through the night; | |
Tomorrow is Christmas, | |
all merry and bright. | |
Soon you'll hear the bells ring, | |
time for dreams to come true | |
As the world wakes to bring | |
Merry Christmas to you. | |
A Baby Just Like You | |
John Denver, J. Henry (c) 1975 | |
The season is upon us now | |
A time for gifts and giving | |
And as the year draws to its close | |
I think about my living | |
The Christmas time when I was young, | |
The magic and the wonder, | |
But colors dull and candles dim, | |
And dark my standing under | |
O little Zachary, shining light | |
You've set my soul to dreaming | |
You've given back my joy in life | |
And filled me with new meaning | |
A Savior King was born that day, | |
A baby just like you, | |
And as the Magi came with gifts, | |
I come with my gift too | |
That peace on Earth fills up your time, | |
That brotherhood surrounds you. | |
That you may know the warmth of love, | |
And wrap it all around you | |
It's just a wish, a dream I'm told | |
From days when I was young | |
Merry Christmas, little Zachary | |
Merry Christmas, everyone | |
Merry Christmas, little Zachary | |
Merry Christmas, everyone | |
Christmas Dinner | |
Paul Stookey, 1963 | |
And it came to pass on a Christmas evening | |
While all the doors were shuttered tight | |
Outside standing, lonely boy-child | |
Cold and shivering in the night | |
On the street, every window | |
Save but one, was gleaming bright | |
And to this window walked the boy-child | |
Peeking in saw, candle light | |
Through other windows he had looked at turkeys | |
Ducks and geese, cherry pies | |
But through this window saw a grey-haired lady | |
Table bare and tears in her eyes | |
Into his coat reached the boy-child | |
Knowing well there was little there | |
He took from his pocket, | |
his own Christmas dinner | |
A bit of cheese, some bread to share | |
His outstretched hands | |
held the food and they trembled | |
As the door, it opened wide | |
Said he, Would you share with me Christmas dinner | |
Gently said she, Come inside | |
The grey-haired lady brought forth to the table | |
Glasses two and her last drop of wine | |
Said she, Here's a toast to everyone's Christmas | |
and especially, yours and mine | |
And it came to pass on that Christmas evening | |
While all the doors were shuttered tight | |
That in that town, the happiest Christmas | |
Was shared by candle light | |
Christmas For Cowboys | |
S. Weisberg (c) 1975 | |
Tall in the saddle we spend Christmas day | |
Driving the cattle on the snow-covered plains. | |
All of the good gifts given today; | |
Ours is the sky and the wide open range. | |
Back in the cities, they have different ways, | |
Football and eggnog and Christmas parades. | |
I'll take the blanket; I'll take the reins; | |
Christmas for Cowboys and wide open plains. | |
A campfire for warmth as we stop for the night; | |
The stars overhead are the Christmas-tree lights. | |
The wind sings a hymn as we bow down to pray; | |
Christmas for Cowboys and the wide open plains. | |
It's tall in the saddle we spend Christmas Day, | |
Driving the cattle on the snow-covered plains. | |
So many gifts have been opened today; | |
Ours is the sky and the wide open range. | |
It's Christmas for Cowboys and wide open plains. | |
Christmas In Killarney | |
The holly green, the ivy green | |
The prettiest picture you've ever seen | |
Is Christmas in Killarney | |
With all of the folks at home | |
It's nice, you know, to kiss your beau | |
While cuddling under the mistletoe | |
And Santa Claus you know, of course | |
Is one of the boys from home | |
The door is always open | |
The neighbors pay a call | |
And Father John before he's gone | |
Will bless the house and all | |
How grand it feels to click your heels | |
And join in the fun of the jigs and reels | |
I'm handing you no blarney | |
The likes you've never known | |
Is Christmas in Killarney | |
With all of the folks at home | |
It's The Most Wonderful Time Of The Year | |
Eddie Pola, George Wyle 1963 | |
It's the most wonderful time of the year. | |
With the kids jingle belling, | |
and everyone telling you, | |
"Be of good cheer," | |
It's the most wonderful time of the year. | |
There'll be parties for hosting, | |
marshmallows for toasting and | |
caroling out in the snow. | |
there'll be scary ghost stories and | |
tales of the glories of Christmases | |
long, long ago. | |
It's the most wonderful time of the year. | |
There'll be much mistletoeing | |
and hearts will be glowing, | |
when loved ones are near. | |
It's the most wonderful time of the year. | |
THIS IS THAT TIME OF THE YEAR | |
1967 ForTe Music, Inc. & Edwin H. Morris & Co., Inc. | |
(Jack Jones and Chorus) | |
This is that time of the year, | |
A tinselly, glittery time; | |
Long distance calls to uncle and aunt, | |
On ev'ry corner you bump into Santa, | |
'Cause this is that time of the year, | |
A holly and jolly old time; | |
Windows are dressed in ribbons of silk, | |
And Junior drinks all of his milk! | |
Poppa . . . keeps buying presents | |
And sneaks them into the closet; | |
Momma . . . goes to the bank | |
But she holds out a dollar from ev'ry deposit; | |
'Cause this is that time of the year, | |
A silver bow, mistletoe time; | |
Spirits are high, good will and good cheer, | |
We're putting the tree up, | |
The kids shouldn't be up, | |
Saint Nick says, "Giddeyup!" | |
To Dasher, Dancer, Blitzen, Prancer; | |
This is that time of the year! | |
This is that time of the year, | |
A tinselly, glittery time; | |
Dumpling and goose and pudding and pie, | |
(Perfect excuse to go right off your diet!) | |
'Cause this is that time of the year, | |
A holly and jolly old time; | |
Snow on your roof, your face and your shoes, | |
And presents that you'll; never use! | |
Grandma . . . feels twenty-two so, | |
She dons her gayest apparel; | |
He stands at the spinet and sings ev'ry carol; | |
'Cause this is that time of the year, | |
A silver bow, mistletoe time; | |
Etc. | |
A baby changes everything. | |
Not a ring on her hand | |
All her dreams and all her plans | |
A baby changes everything | |
A baby changes everything. | |
The man she loves she's never touched | |
How will she keep his trust? | |
A baby changes everything | |
A baby changes everything. | |
And she cries, oh she cries | |
She has to leave, go far away | |
Heaven knows she can't stay | |
A baby changes everything | |
A baby changes everything. | |
She can feel it's coming soon | |
There's no place, there's no room | |
A baby changes everything | |
A baby changes everything. | |
And she cries and she cries | |
O she cries | |
A baby changes everything | |
A baby changes everything. | |
Shepherds all gather 'round | |
Up above, the star shines down | |
A baby changes everything | |
A baby changes everything. | |
Choir of Angels say | |
Glory to the newborn king | |
A baby changes everything | |
A baby changes everything | |
Everything, everything, every day. | |
Hallelujah, hallelujah | |
Hallelujah, hallelujah. | |
My whole life is turned around | |
I was lost and now I'm found | |
A baby changes everything | |
A baby changes everything. | |
And as the year draws to its close | |
I think about my living. | |
The Christmas time when I was young | |
The magic and the wonder | |
But colors dull and candles dim | |
And dark my standing under. | |
O little Zachary, shining light | |
You've set my soul to dreaming | |
You've given back my joy in life | |
And filled me with new meaning. | |
A Savior King was born that day, | |
A baby just like you, | |
And as the Magi came with gifts | |
I come with my gift too. | |
That peace on Earth fills up your time | |
That brotherhood surrounds you | |
That you may know the warmth of love | |
And wrap it all around you. | |
It's just a wish, a dream I'm told | |
From days when I was young | |
Merry Christmas, little Zachary | |
Merry Christmas, everyone | |
Merry Christmas, little Zachary | |
Merry Christmas, everyone. | |
A Boy is Born in Bethlehem | |
Allelujah! Allelujah! | |
And joy is in Jerusalem | |
Allelujah! Allelujah! | |
And there He lay in manger poor | |
Allelujah! Allelujah! | |
Whose reign shall last for evermore | |
Allelujah! Allelujah! | |
The ass and ox and all the herd | |
Allelujah! Allelujah! | |
Knew well that boy to be the Lord | |
Allelujah! Allelujah! | |
And kings from out the east there were | |
Allelujah! Allelujah! | |
With gold and frankincense and myrrh | |
Allelujah! Allelujah! | |
He lived like us in form and dress | |
Allelujah! Allelujah! | |
Without our taint of wickedness | |
Allelujah! Allelujah! | |
He came our souls to purify | |
Allelujah! Allelujah! | |
And bring us safe to bliss on high | |
Allelujah! Allelujah! | |
Therefore let us with one accord | |
Allelujah! Allelujah! | |
On this His Birthday praise the Lord | |
Allelujah! Allelujah! | |
A Child is born in Bethlehem | |
Exult for joy, Jerusalem! | |
Alleluia! | |
Lo! He who reigns above the skies | |
There, in a manger lowly lies. | |
Alleluia! | |
The ox and ass in neighboring stall | |
See in that Child the Lord of all. | |
Alleluia! | |
And kingly pilgrims, long foretold | |
From East bring incense, myrrh, and gold | |
Alleluia! | |
And enter with their offerings | |
To hail the newborn King of Kings. | |
Alleluia! | |
He comes, a maiden mother's son | |
Yet earthly father hath He none | |
Alleluia! | |
And from the serpent's poison free | |
He owned our blood and pedigree | |
Alleluia! | |
Our feeble flesh and His the same | |
Our sinless kinsman He became | |
Alleluia! | |
That we, from deadly thrall set free | |
Like Him and so like God should be | |
Alleluia! | |
Come then and on this natal day | |
Rejoice before the Lord and pray. | |
Alleluia! | |
And to the Holy One in Three | |
Give praise and thanks eternally. | |
Alleluia! | |
A Child this day is born | |
A Child of high renown | |
Most worthy of a sceptre | |
A sceptre and a crown. | |
Chorus | |
Glad tidings to all men | |
Glad tidings sing we may | |
Because the King of Kings | |
Was born on Christmas Day. | |
These tidings shepherds heard | |
While watching over their fold | |
Twas by an Angel unto them | |
That night revealed and told. | |
Chorus | |
Glad tidings to all men | |
Glad tidings sing we may | |
Because the King of Kings | |
Was born on Christmas Day. | |
To whom the Angel spoke | |
Saying, "Be not afraid | |
Be glad, poor silly shepherds | |
Why are you so dismayed?" | |
Chorus | |
Glad tidings to all men | |
Glad tidings sing we may | |
Because the King of Kings | |
Was born on Christmas Day. | |
"For lo! I bring you tidings | |
Of gladness and of mirth | |
Which cometh to all people by | |
This holy Infant's birth". | |
Chorus | |
Glad tidings to all men | |
Glad tidings sing we may | |
Because the King of Kings | |
Was born on Christmas Day. | |
Then was there with the Angel | |
An host incontinent | |
Of heavenly bright soldiers | |
All from the highest sent. | |
Chorus | |
Glad tidings to all men | |
Glad tidings sing we may | |
Because the King of Kings | |
Was born on Christmas Day. | |
They praised the Lord, our God | |
And our celestial King | |
All glory be in Paradise | |
This heavenly host do sing. | |
Chorus | |
Glad tidings to all men | |
Glad tidings sing we may | |
Because the King of Kings | |
Was born on Christmas Day. | |
And as the Angel told them | |
So to them did appear | |
They found the young Child Jesus Christ | |
With Mary his mother dear. | |
Chorus | |
Glad tidings to all men | |
Glad tidings sing we may | |
Because the King of Kings | |
Was born on Christmas Day. | |
All glory be to God | |
That sitteth still on high | |
With praises and with triumph great | |
And joyful melody. | |
Chorus | |
Glad tidings to all men | |
Glad tidings sing we may | |
Because the King of Kings | |
Was born on Christmas Day. | |
Strangers meet and they willingly surrender | |
Oh! What a Christmas to remember. | |
Almost went to Aspen, but something told me no | |
I considered Mammoth, but there wasn't enough snow | |
And I even thought of Gatlinburg, but that seemed so far to go | |
So I headed up to Tahoe for a Christmas on the slopes. | |
And I had fantasized about Christmas in this way | |
Curled up by a fireplace in a Tahoe ski chalet | |
With a fast talking lover and some slow burning wood | |
But even in my wildest dreams it never got this good. | |
You've made this a Christmas to remember | |
Springtime feelin' in the middle of December | |
Change the radio and I'll turn the lights down dimmer | |
Oh! What a Christmas to remember. | |
Strangers when we met, lovers as we leave | |
Christmas to remember, too good to believe | |
Don't know how or when, but I know we'll meet again | |
We'll come blowin' back to somewhere like some wild restless winter's wind. | |
And you've made this a Christmas to remember | |
Springtime feelin' in the middle of December | |
'Neath the mistletoe you kissed me warm and tender | |
Oh! What a Christmas to remember. | |
We loved and laughed and played and joked | |
Sang Christmas songs and talked to folks | |
Sleighed the fields and skied the slopes | |
Then to the lodge for dinner. | |
But now it's time for us to go | |
As our hearts melt like chimney snow | |
There's just one thing I want to know | |
Can we do this next winter? | |
Oh! What a Christmas to remember. | |
You've made this a Christmas to remember | |
Springtime feelin' in the middle of December | |
Though the fire is hot, we'll just have to let it simmer | |
Oh! What a Christmas to remember. | |
You've made this a Christmas to remember | |
Springtime feelin' in the middle of December | |
Though it's cold outside we'll just stroke the burning embers | |
Oh! What a Christmas to remember. | |
A day, a day of glory | |
A day that ends our woe | |
A day that tells of triumph | |
Against our vanquished foe | |
Yield, summer's brightest sunrise | |
To this December morn | |
Lift up your gates, ye princes | |
And let the Child be born | |
With Gloria in excelsis | |
Archangels tell their mirth | |
With Kyrie eleison | |
Men answer upon earth | |
And angels swell the triumph | |
And mortals raise the horn | |
Lift up your gates, ye princes | |
And let the Child be born. | |
He comes, His throne the manger | |
He comes, His shrine the stall | |
The ox and ass His courtiers | |
Who made and governs all | |
The "House of Bread" His birth-place | |
The Prince of wine and corn | |
Lift up your gates, ye princes | |
And let the Child be born. | |
Then bar the gates, that henceforth | |
None thus may passage win | |
Because the Prince of Israel | |
Alone hath entered in | |
The earth, the sky, the ocean | |
His glorious way adorn | |
Lift up your gates, ye princes | |
And let the Child be born. | |
Outside I hear the voices sing, the sweetest sounds of caroling | |
But somehow there's a sadness in the song | |
In our hearts we know that some thing's wrong. | |
Chorus | |
It's a different kind of Christmas | |
In a different kind of world | |
Even though it looks the same | |
Everything has changed | |
It's a different kind of Christmas. | |
Children opening gifts with wonder and surprise | |
I wish that I could still see through such innocent eyes | |
I used to feel so safe inside, I had a place to run and hide | |
In my daddy's arms I felt secure | |
No one can protect us anymore. | |
Chorus | |
It's a different kind of Christmas | |
In a different kind of world | |
Even though it looks the same | |
Everything has changed | |
It's a different kind of Christmas. | |
Sending cards that talk of peace and love and cheer | |
Oh that's what we need if we'd only believe | |
It would be. | |
Chorus | |
It's a different kind of Christmas | |
In a different kind of world | |
Even though it looks the same | |
Everything has changed | |
It's a different kind of Christmas. | |
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See the people as they rush all around | |
Every store in the town | |
Selling toys to go under the tree | |
Every corner has a red-suited man | |
With a bell in his hand, | |
And the sights are something to see. | |
But beneath all the noise, | |
They can find the true meaning of Christmas | |
Jesus came to the earth, a gift from heaven above | |
Far beyond all the toys | |
They can find the true meaning of Christmas | |
Jesus came to the earth, with forgiveness and love | |
As a gift for all! | |
See the families as they all gather near, | |
Full of holiday cheer | |
As the lights flash bright red and green | |
Turkey, dressing, and some fresh apple pie | |
Put a gleam in your eye | |
It's more fun than you've ever seen. | |
But beneath all the noise, | |
We can find the true meaning of Christmas | |
Jesus came to the earth, a gift from heaven above | |
Far beyond all the toys | |
We can find the true meaning of Christmas | |
Jesus came to the earth, with forgiveness and love | |
As a gift for all! | |
Come, let me tell you of the One | |
From heaven above | |
Came as a humble child to Bethlehem | |
Thanks be unto Him | |
Tell of the One | |
From heaven above | |
Came to show Truth and Love in every way | |
Turn our darkness into Day | |
That's what Christmas truly means to me! | |
A great and mighty wonder | |
A full and holy cure | |
The Virgin bears the Infant | |
With virgin honor pure. | |
To God on high be glory | |
And peace on earth to men! | |
The Word becomes incarnate | |
And yet remains on high | |
And cherubim sing anthems | |
To shepherds from the sky. | |
To God on high be glory | |
And peace on earth to men! | |
While thus they sing your Monarch | |
Those bright angelic bands | |
Rejoice, ye vales and mountains | |
Ye oceans, clap your hands. | |
To God on high be glory | |
And peace on earth to men! | |
Since all He comes to ransom | |
By all be He adored | |
The Infant born in Bethlehem | |
The Savior and the Lord. | |
To God on high be glory | |
And peace on earth to men! | |
And idol forms shall perish | |
And error shall decay | |
And Christ shall wield His scepter | |
Our Lord and God for aye. | |
To God on high be glory | |
And peace on earth to men! | |
The robots awake | |
To find that they've been taped down | |
Wondering when | |
They'll break through these chains | |
But, little boys have action toys for brains | |
I'm living proof it can last a long time. | |
Now, the girls off the street are innocent and sweet | |
When they're all in bed | |
They got their make-up and dreams of wonderland | |
Sprinkled inside their heads | |
And soon they will change | |
But tonight | |
Hollywood has never seemed so strange | |
Now, mothers pray it'll last a long time. | |
I want to roll around | |
Like a kid in the snow | |
I want to re-learn what I already know | |
Just let me take pride | |
Just to rev through the night | |
On a great big sled. | |
I want to wish you Merry Christmas | |
Ho Ho Ho. | |
Now, the boys are all grown up | |
And their working their fingers to the bone | |
They go around chasing them girls on the weekend | |
You know they still can't be alone | |
I've been racking my brain | |
With thoughts of peace and love | |
How on earth did we get so mixed up? | |
I pray to God it don't last a long time. | |
I want to roll around | |
Like a kid in the snow | |
I want to re-learn what I already know | |
Just let me take pride | |
Just to rev through the night | |
On a great big sled. | |
I hear the sound of bells | |
There's something on the roof | |
I wonder what this night will bring. | |
I want to roll around like a kid in the snow | |
(I hear the sound of bells) | |
I want to re-learn what I already know | |
(There's something on the roof) | |
Just let me take pride | |
(I wonder what this night will bring) | |
Just to rev through the night | |
On a great big sled. | |
I want to wish you Merry Christmas | |
(Can't do that) | |
I want to wish you Merry Christmas | |
(Can't do that). | |
Honey, it's cold outside | |
Pour another glass of wine | |
Light up the fireplace | |
The holiday starts right now | |
Make yourself slow down | |
Put on a happy face. | |
I don't want you to buy me nothin' | |
It's alright | |
Love's the only thing on my list | |
All I want is a kiss for Christmas | |
Honey, won't you give me a kiss for Christmas? | |
Darlin'. | |
Early on Christmas day | |
Everyone looks for love | |
Under the Christmas tree | |
And though you might think it's strange | |
I wanna tell you, my love | |
Don't buy a thing for me. | |
I don't want you to get me nothin' | |
It's alright | |
'Cause if I could just get my wish | |
All I want is a kiss for Christmas | |
Honey, won't you give me a kiss for Christmas? | |
Darlin'. | |
A kiss for Christmas is all that I want | |
Yeah | |
A kiss for Christmas | |
Don't make me wait for love | |
This Christmas all that I want is | |
A kiss for Christmas | |
Don't make me wait, love. | |
Don't make me wait, baby | |
Merry Christmas | |
Yeah | |
Come on | |
Yeah | |
Don't think about it, don't think about it. | |
All I want is a kiss for Christmas | |
Honey, won't you give me a kiss for Christmas? | |
Darlin' | |
All I want is a kiss for Christmas. | |
Honey, won't you give me a kiss for Christmas? | |
Darlin' | |
All I want is a kiss for Christmas | |
Honey, won't you give me a kiss for Christmas? | |
Nanita ea, nanita ea | |
Sleep, sleep my little Jesus | |
May peace attend Thee | |
May peace attend Thee | |
To the world, little Savior | |
New hope thou'rt bringing | |
All the world, little Savior | |
Thy praises singing | |
God's angels hov'ring | |
O'er Thee chant alleluia | |
A la nanita nana | |
Nanita ea. | |
Spanish: | |
A la nanita nana | |
Nanita ea, nanita ea | |
Mi Jesus tiene sueno | |
Bendito sea, bendito sea. | |
Fuentecilla que corres | |
Clara y sonora | |
Ruisenor q'en la selva | |
Cantando Iloras | |
Callad mientras la cuna se balancea. | |
A la nanita nana nanita ella | |
A la nanita nana nanita ella | |
Nanita ella | |
Mi nina tiene sueno bendito | |
sea, bendito sea | |
Fuentecita que carre clara y sonora | |
Ruisenor que en la selva | |
cantando illora | |
Calla mientras la cuna se balonsea | |
A la nanita nana nanita ella. | |
The Mighty God was still His Name | |
And angels worshiped as He lay | |
The seeming Infant of a day. | |
He Who, a little Child, began | |
The life divine to show to man | |
Proclaims from Heav'n the message free | |
"Let little children come to Me." | |
We bring them, Lord, and with the sign | |
Of sprinkled water name them Thine | |
Their souls with saving grace endow | |
Baptize them with Thy Spirit now. | |
O give Thine angels charge, good Lord | |
Them safely in Thy way to guard | |
Thy blessing on their lives command | |
And write their names upon Thy hand. | |
O Thou, who by an infant's tongue | |
Dost hear Thy perfect glory sung | |
May these, with all the heav'nly host | |
Praise Father, Son, and Holy Ghost. | |
It's a marshmallow world in the winter, | |
When the snow comes to cover the ground, | |
It's the time for play, it's a whipped-cream day, | |
I wait for it the whole year round. | |
These marshmallow clouds being friendly, | |
In the arms of the evergreen trees, | |
And the sun is red like a pumpkin head, | |
It's shining, so your nose won't freeze. | |
The world is your snowball, see how it grows, | |
That's how it goes, whenever it snows, | |
The world is your snowball just for a song, | |
Get out and roll it along. | |
It's a yum-yummy world made for sweethearts, | |
Take a walk with your favorite girl | |
It's a sugar date, what if spring is late, | |
In winter, it's a marshmallow world | |
In winter, it's a marshmallow world. | |
In winter, it's a marshmallow world. | |
I got a hunch that it's gonna be a nice, nice Christmas | |
This year! | |
Everybody sing fa la la fa la la | |
Everybody sing ho ho ho ho ho ho | |
Everybody sing jingle, jingle, jingle | |
It's a nice, nice Christmas. | |
Me and my friends are hangin' out | |
It's a thing we like to do | |
Being together is what it's about | |
Merry Christmas to me and you! | |
I got a hunch that it's gonna be a nice, nice Christmas | |
This year, yeah yeah yeah! | |
I got a hunch that it's gonna be a nice, nice Christmas | |
This year! | |
Fa la la la la la la la la la la la | |
Fa la la la | |
Yeah yeah yeah! | |
Fa oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh | |
Oh oh oh oh! | |
Everybody sing fa la la fa la la | |
Everybody sing ho ho ho ho ho ho | |
Everybody sing jingle, jingle, jingle | |
It's a nice, nice Christmas. | |
Me and my friends are hangin' out | |
It's a thing we like to do | |
Being together is what it's about | |
Merry Christmas to me and you! | |
I got a hunch that it's gonna be a nice, nice Christmas | |
This year, yeah yeah yeah! | |
I got a hunch that it's gonna be a nice, nice Christmas | |
This year! | |
I got a hunch that it's gonna be a nice, nice Christmas | |
This year, yeah yeah yeah! | |
I got a hunch that it's gonna be a nice, nice Christmas | |
This year! | |
In a party or dinner for two | |
Anywhere would do | |
Celebrating the yuletide season | |
Always lights up our lives | |
Simple pleasures are made special too | |
When they're shared with you. | |
Looking through some old photographs | |
Faces and friends we'll always remember | |
Watching busy shoppers rushing about | |
In the cool breeze of December | |
Sparkling lights all over town | |
Children's carols in the air | |
By the Christmas tree | |
A shower of stardust on your hair. | |
I can't think of a better Christmas | |
Than my wish coming true | |
And my wish is that you'd let me spend | |
My whole life with you. | |
Looking through some old photographs | |
Faces and friends we'll always remember | |
Watching busy shoppers rushing about | |
In the cool breeze of December | |
Sparkling lights all over town | |
Children's carols in the air | |
By the Christmas tree | |
A shower of stardust on your hair. | |
I can't think of a better Christmas | |
Than my wish coming true | |
And my wish is that you'd let me spend | |
My whole life with you. | |
My idea of a perfect Christmas | |
Is spending it with you. | |
I had come down the chimney with presents to give | |
And to see just who in this home did live. | |
I looked all about, a strange sight I did see | |
No tinsel, no presents, not even a tree | |
No stocking by the mantle, just boots filled with sand | |
On the wall hung pictures of far distant lands. | |
With medals and badges, awards of all kinds | |
A sober thought came through my mind | |
For this house was different, it was dark and dreary | |
I found the home of a soldier, once I could see clearly. | |
The soldier lay sleeping, silent, alone | |
Curled up on the floor in this one bedroom home | |
The face was so gentle, the room in such disorder | |
Not how I pictured a United States soldier. | |
Was this the hero of whom I'd just read? | |
Curled up on a poncho, the floor for a bed? | |
I realized the families that I saw this night | |
Owed their lives to these soldiers who were willing to fight. | |
Soon round the world, the children would play | |
And grownups would celebrate a bright Christmas day | |
They all enjoyed freedom each month of the year | |
Because of the soldiers, like the one lying here. | |
I couldn't help wonder how many lay alone | |
On a cold Christmas Eve in a land far from home | |
The very thought brought a tear to my eye | |
I dropped to my knees and started to cry. | |
The soldier awakened and I heard a rough voice | |
"Santa don't cry, this life is my choice; | |
I fight for freedom, I don't ask for more | |
My life is my God, my country, My Corps". | |
The soldier rolled over and drifted to sleep | |
I couldn't control it, I continued to weep | |
I kept watch for hours, so silent and still | |
And we both shivered from the cold night's chill. | |
I didn't want to leave on that cold, dark night | |
This guardian of honor so willing to fight | |
The soldier rolled over, with a voice soft and pure | |
Whispered, "Carry on Santa, it's Christmas day, all is secure". | |
One look at my watch and I knew he was right | |
Merry Christmas my friend, and to all a good night. | |
Hang your favorite dream on a star | |
Wish upon it Christmas night | |
Sing about the better things | |
The friends we have, the joy they bring | |
Hang a dream upon a star and wish it Christmas night | |
Peace on earth we dream for the world | |
Time to love and time to share | |
We can wish for love in the world | |
Time to give and time to care. | |
On this day is born the child Jesus, Prince of Peace | |
Hear Him whisper in your heart | |
Let all hatred cease | |
His star will brighten the darkest night | |
To light your way if you believe | |
The love you seek will be in your heart | |
Ask and you'll receive | |
On this day will rise the morning sun | |
All the bells will ring | |
(ding dong ding dong) | |
Hope is born for peace throughout our land | |
Let Earth and heaven sing. | |
Sing a song and light up the lights | |
We need to make this Christmas bright | |
Hang your favorite dream on a star | |
Wish upon it Christmas night | |
Sing about the better things | |
The friends we have, the joy they bring | |
Hang a dream upon a star and wish it Christmas night | |
Peace on earth we dream for the world | |
Time to love and time to share | |
We can wish for love in the world | |
Time to give and time to care | |
Sing about the better things | |
The friends we have the happiness they bring | |
Sing a song of dreams come true and bless the new year, too. | |
Lalalala... | |
Adam lay ybounden | |
Bounden in a bond; | |
Four thousand winter, | |
Thought he not too long. | |
And all was for an apple | |
An apple that he took. | |
As clerkes finden, | |
Written in their book. | |
Ne had the apple taken been | |
The apple taken been, | |
Ne had never our ladie, | |
Abeen heav'ne queen. | |
Blessed be the time | |
That apple taken was, | |
Therefore we moun singen. | |
Deo gracias! | |
Venite, venite in Bethlehem | |
Natum videte, regem angelorum | |
Venite adoremus, venite adoremus | |
Venite adoremus, dominum. | |
Cantet nunc io, chorus angelorum | |
Cantet nunc aula caelestium | |
Gloria, gloria in excelsis Deo | |
Venite adoremus, venite adoremus | |
Venite adoremus, dominum. | |
Ergo qui natus, die hodierna | |
Jesu, tibi sit gloria | |
Patris aeterni, verbum caro factus | |
Venite adoremus, venite adoremus | |
Venite adoremus, dominum. | |
English | |
Oh come, all ye faithful, joyful and triumphant, | |
Oh come ye, Oh come ye to Bethlehem | |
Come and behold Him, born the King of Angels | |
Oh come, let us adore Him | |
Oh come, let us adore Him | |
Oh come, let us adore Him | |
Christ the Lord. | |
Sing, choirs of angels, sing in exultation | |
Oh Sing, all ye citizens of heaven above | |
Glory to God in the highest | |
Oh come, let us adore Him | |
Oh come, let us adore Him | |
Oh come, let us adore Him | |
Christ the Lord. | |
Yea, Lord, we greet Thee, born this happy morning | |
Jesus, to Thee be all glory giving | |
Word of the Father now in flesh appearing | |
Oh come, let us adore Him | |
Oh come, let us adore Him | |
Oh come, let us adore Him | |
Christ the Lord. | |
The bells will be ringing at Saint John the Divine | |
I get a little lonely every year around this time. | |
The music plays all night in Little Italy | |
The lights will be going up on old Rockefeller's tree | |
People window shopping on Fifth Avenue | |
All I want for Christmas is you. | |
I've got to know | |
Where do lonely hearts go? | |
Because nobody ought to be | |
All alone on Christmas. | |
Things are different since you've been here last | |
Childhood dreaming is a thing of the past | |
Maybe you can bring us some hope this year | |
Visions of sugar plums have disappeared. | |
Do you remember sleigh riding in the snow | |
And dancing all night to "Baby, Please Come Home"? | |
Today's celebration is bittersweet | |
There's mothers and children in the street. | |
I've got to know | |
Where do lonely hearts go? | |
Because nobody ought to be | |
All alone on Christmas. | |
I'm all grown up, but I'm the same you'll see | |
I'm writing this letter 'cause I still believe | |
Dear Santa, I've been good this year | |
Can't you stay a little while with me right here? | |
Tell me | |
I've got to know | |
Where do lonely hearts go? | |
Because nobody ought to be | |
All alone on Christmas. | |
Nobody ought to be | |
All alone on Christmas. | |
All hail to Thee, Immanuel | |
We cast our crowns before Thee | |
Let every heart obey Thy will | |
And every voice adore Thee | |
In praise to Thee, our Savior King | |
The vibrant chords of Heaven ring | |
And echo back the mighty strain: | |
All hail! All hail! All hail Immanuel! | |
Hail to the King we love so well! | |
Immanuel! Immanuel! | |
Hail to the King we love so well! | |
Immanuel! Immanuel! | |
Glory and honor and majesty | |
Wisdom and power be unto Thee | |
Now and evermore! | |
Hail to the King we love so well! | |
Immanuel! Immanuel! | |
Hail to the King we love so well! | |
Immanuel! Immanuel! | |
King of kings and Lord of lords | |
All hail, Immanuel! | |
All hail to Thee, Immanuel | |
The ransomed hosts surround Thee | |
And earthly monarchs clamor forth | |
Their sovereign King to crown Thee | |
While those redeemed in ages gone | |
Assembled round the great white throne | |
Break forth into immortal song: | |
All hail! All hail! All hail Immanuel! | |
Hail to the King we love so well! | |
Immanuel! Immanuel! | |
Hail to the King we love so well! | |
Immanuel! Immanuel! | |
Glory and honor and majesty | |
Wisdom and power be unto Thee | |
Now and evermore! | |
Hail to the King we love so well! | |
Immanuel! Immanuel! | |
Hail to the King we love so well! | |
Immanuel! Immanuel! | |
King of kings and Lord of lords | |
All hail, Immanuel! | |
All hail to Thee, Immanuel | |
Our risen King and Savior | |
Thy foes are vanquished | |
And Thou art omnipotent forever | |
Death, sin and hell no longer reign | |
And Satan's pow'r is burst in twain | |
Eternal glory to Thy Name: | |
All hail! All hail! All hail Immanuel! | |
Hail to the King we love so well! | |
Immanuel! Immanuel! | |
Hail to the King we love so well! | |
Immanuel! Immanuel! | |
Glory and honor and majesty | |
Wisdom and power be unto Thee | |
Now and evermore! | |
Hail to the King we love so well! | |
Immanuel! Immanuel! | |
Hail to the King we love so well! | |
Immanuel! Immanuel! | |
King of kings and Lord of lords | |
All hail, Immanuel! | |
I want a hippopotamus for Christmas | |
Only a hippopotamus will do | |
Don't want a doll, no dinky tinker toy | |
I want a hippopotamus to play with and enjoy. | |
I want a hippopotamus for Christmas | |
I don't think Santa Claus will mind, do you? | |
He won't have to use our dirty chimney flue | |
Just bring him through the front door | |
That's the easy thing to do. | |
I can see me now on Christmas morning | |
Creeping down the stairs | |
Oh, what joy and what surprise | |
When I open up my eyes | |
To see a hippo hero standing there. | |
I want a hippopotamus for Christmas | |
Only a hippopotamus will do | |
No crocodiles, no rhinoceroses | |
I only like hippopotamuses | |
And hippopotamuses like me too. | |
Mom says the hippo would eat me up, but then | |
Teacher says a hippo is a vegetarian | |
There's lots of room for him in our two-car garage | |
I'd feed him there and wash him there | |
And give him his massage. | |
I can see me now on Christmas morning | |
Creeping down the stairs | |
Oh what joy and what surprise When I open up my eyes | |
To see a hippo hero standing there. | |
I want a hippopotamus for Christmas | |
Only a hippopotamus will do | |
No crocodiles or rhinoceroses | |
I only like hippopotamuses | |
And hippopotamuses like me too | |
All I want for Christmas is a real good tan | |
Take me to the islands, put my feet in the sand | |
Rocking to and fro with the rhythm of the ocean | |
Singin 'Silent Night' with the palm trees blowin'. | |
Ooooo, don't you think it's a pretty good plan? | |
All I want for Christmas is a real good tan. | |
Well, if you're thinkin' bout getting me a present this year | |
Let me put a bug in your cute little ear | |
How 'bout 2 tickets to a tropical shore | |
Where we don't have to wear these winter clothes anymore | |
Instead of turkey we'll have mahi-mahi grill | |
And Pina Coladas in the blender chillin'. | |
All I want for Christmas is a real good tan | |
Take me to the islands, put my feet in the sand | |
Rocking to and fro with the rhythm of the ocean | |
Singin 'Silent Night' with the palm trees blowin'. | |
Ooooo, don't you think it's a pretty good plan? | |
All I want for Christmas is a real good tan. | |
Well, everybody's praying for a Christmas so white | |
Come to think about it, that'd be alright | |
As long as it's sand and not snow on the ground | |
And everyday our skin gets a little more brown | |
We'll string some lights in a coconut tree | |
I'll rub some oil on you, and you can rub some on me. | |
All I want for Christmas is a real good tan | |
I can see us baby, on the beach hand in hand | |
Rockin' to and fro with the rhythm of the ocean | |
Baby, won't you say you and me we'll be going? | |
Ooooo, I can almost feel my toes in the sand | |
All I want for Christmas is a real good tan. | |
Don't worry baby, we'll celebrate plenty | |
I'll buy you some shades and a brand new bikini | |
We won't have to worry about the holiday rush | |
It'll be you and me fallin' deeper in love. | |
Ooooo, don't you think it's a pretty good plan? | |
All I want for Christmas is a real good tan. | |
All I want for Christmas is a real good tan.. | |
Every body stops | |
And stares at me | |
These two teeth are gone | |
As you can see | |
I don't know just who | |
To blame for this catastrophe! | |
But my one wish on Christmas Eve | |
Is as plain as it can be! | |
All I want for Christmas | |
Is my two front teeth | |
My two front teeth | |
See my two front teeth! | |
Gee, if I could only | |
Have my two front teeth, | |
Then I could wish you | |
"Merry Christmas." | |
It seems so long since I could say | |
"Sister Susie sitting on a thistle!" | |
Gosh oh gee, how happy I'd be, | |
If I could only whistle (thhhh, thhhh) | |
All I want for Christmas | |
Is my two front teeth, | |
My two front teeth, | |
See my two front teeth. | |
Gee, if I could only | |
Have my two front teeth, | |
Then I could wish you | |
"Merry Christmas!" | |
Download this MIDI | |
I don't want a lot for Christmas | |
There is just one thing I need | |
I don't care about the presents | |
Underneath the Christmas tree | |
I just want you for my own | |
More than you could ever know | |
Make my wish come true... | |
All I want for Christmas is | |
You... yea yea | |
I don't want a lot for Christmas | |
There is just one thing I need | |
(and I) Don't care about presents | |
Underneath the Christmas tree | |
I don't need to hang my stocking | |
There upon the fireplace | |
Santa Claus won't make me happy | |
With a toy on Christmas day | |
I just want you for my own | |
More than you could ever know | |
Make my wish come true | |
All I want for Christmas is you... | |
You baby | |
Oh, I won't ask for much this Christmas | |
I won't even wish for snow | |
(and I) I'm just gonna keep on waiting | |
Underneath the mistletoe | |
I won't make a list and send it | |
To the North Pole for Saint Nick | |
I won't even stay awake to | |
Hear those magic reindeer click | |
'Cause I just want you here tonight | |
Holding on to me so tight | |
What more can I do | |
Baby, all I want for Christmas is you | |
You baby. | |
All the lights are shining | |
So brightly everywhere (so brightly yea) | |
And the sound of children's | |
Laughter fills the air | |
And everyone is singing (oh yea) | |
I hear those sleigh bells ringing | |
Santa won't you bring me the one I really need | |
Won't you please bring my baby to me? | |
Oh, I don't want a lot for Christmas | |
This is all I'm asking for | |
I just want to see baby | |
Standing right outside my door | |
Oh, I just want you for my own | |
More than you could ever know | |
Make my wish come true | |
Baby, all I want for Christmas is | |
You (You) baby | |
All I want for Christmas is you baby... | |
All I want for Christmas is you baby... | |
If I wrote a letter to Santa Claus | |
I would ask for just one thing. | |
I don't need sleigh rides in the snow | |
Don't want a Christmas that's blue | |
Take back the tinsel, stockings, and bows | |
'Cause all I want for Christmas is you. | |
I don't need expensive things | |
They don't matter to me | |
All that I want, can't be found | |
Underneath the Christmas tree. | |
You are the angel atop my tree | |
You are my dream come true | |
Santa can't bring me what I need | |
'Cause all I want for Christmas is you. | |
I don't need expensive things | |
They don't matter to me | |
All that I want, can't be found | |
Underneath the Christmas tree. | |
You are the angel atop my tree | |
You are my dream come true | |
Santa can't bring me what I need | |
'Cause all I want for Christmas is you | |
'Cause all I want for Christmas is you | |
'Cause all I want for Christmas is you. | |
Angels and men rejoice | |
For tonight, darkness fell | |
Into the dawn of love's light | |
Sing a-le | |
Sing alleluia! | |
All is well | |
All is well | |
Let there be peace on earth | |
Christ is come, go and tell | |
That he is in the manger | |
Sing a-le | |
Sing alleluia! | |
All is well | |
All is well | |
Lift up your voices and sing | |
Born is now Emmanuel | |
Born is our Lord and Savior | |
Sing alleluia | |
Sing alleluia | |
All is well. | |
But you | |
Don't come around | |
And you don't call. | |
Well | |
It's just | |
Like the season | |
To be lonely | |
And my heart | |
Is beating | |
For you only. | |
Take my heart | |
This Christmas | |
And wrap it | |
In a ribbon | |
And a bow. | |
Yes | |
Take my heart | |
This Christmas | |
Take it | |
Wherever you go. | |
Everybody | |
Has someone to hold | |
Nestle by the fire | |
In from the cold. | |
But I don't hear | |
The carols | |
They're singing | |
And I've only | |
Got one thing good | |
For giving. | |
So, take my heart | |
This Christmas | |
And wrap it | |
In a ribbon | |
And a bow. | |
Yes | |
Take my heart | |
This Christmas | |
Take it | |
Wherever you go. | |
All my bells | |
Are ringing | |
Just for you | |
And I got | |
No desire | |
For someone new. | |
So, take my heart | |
This Christmas | |
And wrap it | |
In a ribbon | |
And a bow. | |
Yes | |
Take my heart | |
This Christmas | |
Take it | |
Where ever you go | |
Take it | |
Wherever you go. | |
All my heart this night rejoices, | |
As I hear, far and near, sweetest angel voices | |
"Christ is born", their choirs are singing | |
Till the air, everywhere, now their joy is ringing. | |
Forth today the Conqueror goeth | |
Who the foe, sin and woe, death and hell, o'er throweth | |
God is man, man to deliver | |
His dear Son now is one with our blood forever. | |
Shall we still dread God's displeasure, | |
Who, to save, freely gave His most cherished Treasure? | |
To redeem us, He hath given | |
His own Son from the throne of His might in Heaven. | |
Should He who Himself imparted | |
Aught withhold from the fold, leave us broken hearted? | |
Should the Son of God not love us, | |
Who, to cheer sufferers here, left His throne above us? | |
If our blessed Lord and Maker | |
Hated men, would He then be of flesh partaker? | |
If He in our woe delighted, | |
Would He bear all the care of our race benighted? | |
He becomes the Lamb that taketh | |
Sin away and for aye full atonement maketh | |
For our life His own He tenders | |
And our race, by His grace, meet for glory renders. | |
For it dawns, the promised morrow | |
Of His birth, Who the earth rescues from her sorrow. | |
God to wear our form descendeth | |
Of His grace to our race here His Son He sendeth. | |
Hark! a voice from yonder manger | |
Soft and sweet, doth entreat, "Flee from woe and danger | |
Brethren, come, from all that grieves you | |
You are freed, all you need I will surely give you". | |
Come, then, let us hasten yonder | |
Here let all, great and small, kneel in awe and wonder, | |
Love Him who with love is yearning | |
Hail the star that from far bright with hope is burning. | |
Blessed Savior, let me find Thee! | |
Keep Thou me close to Thee, cast me not behind Thee! | |
Life of life, my heart Thou stillest, | |
Calm I rest on Thy breast, all this void Thou fillest. | |
Thee, dear Lord, with heed I'll cherish; | |
Live to Thee and with Thee, dying, shall not perish | |
But shall dwell with Thee for ever, | |
Far on high, in the joy that can alter never. | |
Sleep my child and peace attend thee | |
All through the night. | |
Guardian angels God will send thee | |
All through the night. | |
Soft the drowsy hours are creeping | |
Hill and vale in slumber sleeping | |
I my loving vigil keeping | |
All through the night. | |
While the moon her watch is keeping | |
All through the night. | |
While the weary world is sleeping | |
All through the night. | |
O'er thy spirit gently stealing | |
Visions of delight revealing | |
Breathes a pure and holy feeling | |
All through the night. | |
Hark, a solemn bell is ringing | |
Clear through the night. | |
You, my love, are heav'nward winging, | |
Home through the night. | |
Earthly dust from off thee shaken | |
By good angels art though taken | |
Soul immortal shalt though waken | |
Home through the night. | |
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Sleep, my child, and peace attend thee | |
All through the night | |
Guardian angels God will send thee | |
All through the night. | |
Soft the drowsy hours are creeping | |
Hill and vale in slumber sleeping | |
Mother dear, her watch is keeping | |
All through the night. | |
God is here, thou'lt not be lonely | |
All through the night. | |
'Tis not I who guards thee only | |
All through the night. | |
Night's dark shades will soon be over | |
Still my watchful care shall hover | |
God with me his watch is keeping | |
All through the night. | |
And on the windowpane outside | |
A new world made of snow. | |
A million feathers falling down | |
A million stars that touch the ground | |
So many secrets to be found | |
Amid the falling snow. | |
Maybe I am falling down | |
Tell me should I touch the ground? | |
Maybe I won't make a sound | |
In the darkness all around. | |
The silence of a winter's night | |
Brings memories I hold inside | |
Remembering a blue moonlight | |
Upon the fallen snow. | |
Maybe I am falling down | |
Tell me should I touch the ground? | |
Maybe I won't make a sound | |
In the darkness all around. | |
I close my window to the night | |
I leave the sky her tears of white | |
And all is lit by candlelight | |
Amid the falling snow. | |
And all is lit by candlelight | |
Amid the falling snow. | |
And it brings back sweet memories | |
Dear to me | |
'Though it's faded and worn | |
It's as precious as the morn | |
When I found it | |
'Neath our first Christmas tree. | |
Chorus: | |
I thrill with every word, every line | |
Guess I'm always sentimental | |
'Round this time | |
Pardon me if a tear falls | |
Among my Christmas cheer | |
It's the memory | |
Of an old Christmas card. | |
Spoken: | |
You know | |
I don't know why | |
I get to feeling sentimental | |
About this time, every year; | |
But, every time I see a Christmas card, | |
I somehow can't help reminiscing | |
About the very first Christmas | |
That you and I spent together; | |
What a beautiful Christmas card | |
You gave me that year; | |
Why, I know you must have looked | |
Through thousands of cards | |
To find that wonderful poem | |
That still brings a tear to my eyes. | |
Chorus: | |
I thrill with every word, every line | |
Guess I'm always sentimental | |
'Round this time | |
Pardon me if a tear falls | |
Among my Christmas cheer | |
It's the memory | |
Of an old Christmas card. | |
Window's candlelight shining bright | |
For the whole world to see | |
Children's eyes of sweet expectations | |
Wondering what each present will hold | |
Lying in their beds and impatient | |
On long Christmas eves of old. | |
It used to be that all the family would gather for this one night | |
It used to be that special feeling shared together | |
Knowing Christmas was here one night a year. | |
How I miss that old fashioned Christmas! | |
Memories that last through the years | |
Call me sentimental, don't mind if you do | |
I wish an old fashioned Christmas to you! | |
We're here to sing you | |
Every little Christmas song we know. | |
So get ready | |
Close or open your windows | |
Take out or hide your money | |
Honey, we don't care | |
We're here to sing the staples | |
Old fashioned Christmas carols | |
Oh, here we go again. | |
Merry Christmas everybody | |
Happy new year too. | |
We'll sing of chestnuts roastin' | |
On a turtle doves comin' to town | |
We'll sing of building snowman | |
And pretending he's Jackson Browne. | |
Silver bells, silver bells | |
Silver all the way | |
What fun it is to give love | |
On a one horse Christmas day | |
It doesn't really matter | |
The former or the latter | |
Coz all we really wanna say is: | |
Merry Christmas everybody | |
Happy new year too. | |
Come, they told me the Lord has come | |
Let earth in heavenly peace | |
Whispering hope, never smoke dope | |
We'll go down in history | |
History... | |
We are the carol kings | |
And we like to thank you all | |
You've been so very kind | |
We hope that you'll have a Christmas ball. | |
We really have to go | |
Cos there's a dozen houses mo' | |
But next year we'll be knockin' on your door again | |
And soon we'll all be singin' | |
The same song that you're hearin' | |
Now people let me hear you sing: | |
Merry Christmas everybody | |
Happy new year too. | |
Family faces | |
Wide open spaces | |
Covered with snow. | |
Right now, my mom there in the kitchen | |
Basting the Christmas bird | |
You'll have to take my word | |
You can't find that at the automat. | |
An old fashioned fireplace | |
Give me an old fashioned fireplace | |
My heart remembers | |
Smoldering embers | |
Warming your glow. | |
I'd trade that whole Manhattan skyline | |
The shimmering steel and chrome, | |
For one old fashioned Christmas back home. | |
Angels from the realms of glory | |
Wing your flight o'er all the earth | |
Ye who sang creation's story | |
Now proclaim Messiah's birth | |
Come and worship | |
Come and worship | |
Worship Christ, the newborn King! | |
Shepherds, in the fields abiding | |
Watching o'er your flocks by night | |
God with man is now residing | |
Yonder shines the Infant light | |
Come and worship | |
Come and worship | |
Worship Christ, the newborn King! | |
Sages, leave your contemplations | |
Brighter visions beam afar | |
Seek the great desire of nations | |
Ye have seen His natal star | |
Come and worship | |
Come and worship | |
Worship Christ, the newborn King! | |
Saints before the altar bending | |
Watching long in hope and fear | |
Suddenly the Lord, descending | |
In His temple shall appear. | |
Come and worship, | |
Come and worship, | |
Worship Christ, the newborn King! | |
Sinners, wrung with true repentance | |
Doomed for guilt to endless pains | |
Justice now revokes the sentence | |
Mercy calls you, break your chains | |
Come and worship | |
Come and worship | |
Worship Christ, the newborn King! | |
Though an Infant now we view Him | |
He shall fill His Father's throne | |
Gather all the nations to Him | |
Every knee shall then bow down. | |
Come and worship | |
Come and worship | |
Worship Christ, the newborn King! | |
All creation, join in praising | |
God, the Father, Spirit, Son | |
Evermore your voices raising | |
To the eternal Three in One | |
Come and worship | |
Come and worship | |
Worship Christ, the newborn King! | |
Take this man to prison, the man heard Herod say, | |
And then four squads of soldiers came and carried him away. | |
Chained up between two watchmen, Peter tried to sleep, | |
But beyond the walls an endless prayer was lifting for his keep. | |
Then a light cut through the darkness of a lonely prison cell, | |
And the chains that bound the man of God, just opened up and fell, | |
And running to his people before the break of day, | |
There was only one thing on his mind, only one thing to say: | |
Angels watching over me, every move I make, | |
Angels watching over me! | |
Angels watching over me, every step I take, | |
Angels watching over me! | |
God only knows the times my life was threatened just today | |
A reckless car ran out of gas before it ran my way | |
Near misses all around me, accidents unknown | |
Though I never see with human eyes the hands that lead me home | |
But I know they're all around me all day and through the night. | |
When the enemy is closing in, I know sometimes they fight | |
To keep my fight from falling, I'll never turn away | |
If you're asking whats protecting me, then you're gonna hear me say: | |
Got His angels watching over me, every move I make, | |
Angles watching over me! | |
Angels watching over me, every step I take, | |
Angels watching over me! | |
Angels watching over me | |
Angels watching over me. | |
Got his angels watching over me, every move I make, | |
Angels watching over me! | |
Angels watching over me, every step I take, | |
Angels watching over me! | |
Angels watching over me, | |
Angels watching over me, | |
Angels watching over me, | |
Angels watching over me! | |
Though I never see with human eyes, the hands that lead me home. | |
All night, all day | |
Angels watching over me, my Lord | |
All night, all day | |
Angels watching over me. | |
Sun is a-setting in the west | |
Angels watching over me, my Lord | |
Sleep my child, take your rest | |
Angels watching over me. | |
All night, all day | |
Angels watching over me, my Lord | |
All night, all day, | |
Angels watching over me. | |
Angels we have heard on high | |
Singing sweetly through the night | |
And the mountains in reply | |
Echoing their brave delight | |
Gloria in excelsis Deo | |
Gloria in excelsis Deo! | |
Shepherds, why this jubilee? | |
Why these songs of happy cheer? | |
What great brightness did you see? | |
What glad tiding did you hear? | |
Gloria, in excelsis Deo | |
Gloria, in excelsis Deo! | |
Come to Bethlehem and see | |
Him whose birth the angels sing | |
Come, adore on bended knee | |
Christ, the Lord, the new-born King | |
Gloria, in excelsis Deo | |
Gloria, in excelsis Deo! | |
See him in a manger laid | |
Whom the angels praise above | |
Mary, Joseph, lend your aid | |
While we raise our hearts in love | |
Gloria, in excelsis Deo! | |
Gloria, in excelsis Deo! | |
'Cuz all the ones I dream about | |
You are the one that makes my love shout | |
You see, you are the only one I care for. | |
Remember the time | |
We swam naked in your father's pool? | |
Boy, he was upset that night | |
But boy, was that ever cool! | |
Remember that night | |
We played poker for money? | |
And you robbed me blind | |
Remember how you used to scream so loud | |
'Cuz you, you hated that number 9? | |
Hey, I saw your sister skatin' | |
On the lake this afternoon | |
Good heaven, how she's grown | |
She swoons the boy skaters, she's so tall. | |
But of all your father's children | |
All your father's children, baby | |
You know you are the finest of them all | |
You are brighter than the northern star. | |
And I, last night I spent another lonely Christmas | |
Darling, darling, you should've been there | |
You see, of all the ones I dream about | |
You are the one that makes my love shout | |
You see, you are the only one I care for, yeah. | |
My mama used to say, always trust your lover | |
But now I guess that only applies to her | |
Cuz baby, you promised me | |
Baby, you promised me you'd never leave | |
Then you died on the 25th day of December. | |
Oh baby, last night | |
Oh, I spent another lonely, lonely Christmas | |
Darling, baby, you, you should've been there | |
'Cuz all the ones I dream about | |
You are the one that makes my love shout | |
You see, you are the only one I care for, yeah. | |
Your father said it was pneumonia | |
Your mother said it was stress | |
But the doctor said you were dead | |
And I, I say it's senseless | |
Every Christmas night for 7 years now | |
I drink banana daiquiris till I'm blind. | |
As long as I can hear you smiling, baby | |
You won't hear my tears | |
Another lonely Christmas is mine, yeah, mine, yeah | |
Another lonely Christmas is mine. | |
Last night, yeah, I spent another lonely, lonely Christmas | |
Darling, darling, you should've been there, yeah | |
'Cuz all the ones I dream about | |
You are the one that make my love shout | |
You see, you are the only one I care for. | |
Come on in | |
It's party time | |
Raise a glass for auld lang syne | |
Come on, rock it up for all mankind. | |
It's good to see friends I know | |
Kissing under the mistletoe | |
I love to hear the children sing | |
It looks like Santa's gonna bring: | |
Another Rock 'N' Roll Christmas | |
Another Christmas Rock 'N' Roll | |
Presents hanging from the tree | |
You'll never guess what you've got from me! | |
Another Rock 'N' Roll Christmas | |
Another Christmas Rock 'N' Roll | |
We better hold each other tight | |
You never know it might snow tonight. | |
Guys and girls | |
Stay up late | |
So excited | |
They can't wait. | |
Let there be peace on Earth | |
Come on, Rock 'N' Roll | |
For all you are worth. | |
We're gonna laugh (ha!) | |
We're gonna sing | |
We're gonna make the rafters ring! | |
I'll pull my cracker | |
Let me be the silver star upon your tree. | |
Another Rock 'N' Roll Christmas | |
Another Christmas Rock 'N' Roll | |
All dressed up | |
So here we go | |
Do I hear sleigh bells, in the snow? | |
Another Rock 'N' Roll Christmas | |
Another Christmas Rock 'N' Roll | |
Tonight old Santa never, ever stops | |
Going down the chimney tops. | |
You'll be rocking | |
In your stocking | |
When you see your big suprise | |
Cause I'll be rocking | |
In your stocking | |
You won't believe your big blue eyes. | |
Come on in and join the fun | |
It's Christmas time for everyone | |
May your days be merry and bright | |
Cause there ain't gonna be no silent night! | |
See the stars | |
Dance and sing | |
Come with me and see the new year in | |
No one's looking | |
Kiss me quick | |
Come on | |
Rock 'N' Roll for old Saint Nick. | |
Another Rock 'N' Roll Christmas | |
Another Christmas Rock 'N' Roll | |
Presents hanging from the tree | |
You'll never guess what you've got from me! | |
Another Rock 'N' Roll Christmas | |
Another Christmas Rock 'N' Roll | |
We better hold each other tight | |
You never know it might snow tonight. | |
Christmas! It's Christmas! | |
Another Rock 'N' Roll Christmas! | |
When this Word was clearly spoken | |
All that came to be was right. | |
All creation had a language | |
Words to say what must be said | |
All day long the heavens whispered | |
Signing words in scarlet red. | |
Some have failed to understand it | |
So God spoke His final Word | |
On a silent night in Judah's hills | |
A baby's cry was heard. | |
Glory! sang the angel chorus | |
Glory! echoed back the night | |
Love has come to walk among us | |
Christ the Lord is born this night. | |
All creation sing His praises | |
Earth and heaven praise His name | |
All who live come join the chorus | |
Find the words His love proclaim. | |
Find the words His love proclaim. | |
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As lately we watch'd o'er our fields thro' the night | |
A star there was seen of such glorious light | |
All thro' the night, angels did sing | |
Carols so sweet of the birth of a King. | |
A King of such beauty was ne'er before seen, | |
And Mary His mother so like a queen | |
Blessed be the hour, welcome the morn, | |
For Christ our dear Saviour on earth now is born. | |
His throne is a manger, His court is a loft, | |
But troops of bright angels, in lays sweet and soft, | |
Him they proclaim, our Christ by name, | |
And earth, sky and air straight are filled with his fame. | |
Then shepherds, be joyful; salute your new King, | |
Let hills and vales ring to the song that ye sing | |
Blessed be the hour, welcome the morn, | |
For Christ our dear Saviour on earth now is born. | |
The one thing we're looking for | |
Is something we can't see | |
Far more precious than silver | |
And more splendid than gold | |
Is something to treasure | |
But is something we can't hold. | |
As long as there's Christmas | |
I truly believe | |
That hope is the greatest of the gifts | |
We'll receive | |
We'll receive. | |
As we all pray together | |
It's the time to rejoice | |
And though we may look different | |
We are singing with one voice. | |
As long as there's Christmas | |
I truly believe | |
That hope is the greatest of the gifts | |
We'll receive. | |
There is more | |
So much more | |
To this time of year | |
To this time of year | |
Than sleigh bells and holly | |
Mistletoes and snow | |
Those things will come and go | |
Come and go. | |
As long as there is Christmas | |
I truly do believe | |
That hope is the greatest of the gifts | |
We will receive | |
We'll receive. | |
As long as there's Christmas | |
I truly believe | |
I truly believe | |
That hope is the greatest of the gifts | |
We'll receive. | |
That hope is the greatest gift we'll receive! | |
As with gladness, men of old | |
Did the guiding star behold | |
As with joy they hailed its light | |
Leading onward, beaming bright | |
So, most glorious Lord, may we | |
Evermore be led to Thee. | |
As with joyful steps they sped | |
To that lowly manger bed | |
There to bend the knee before | |
Him Whom Heaven and earth adore | |
So may we with willing feet | |
Ever seek Thy mercy seat. | |
As they offered gifts most rare | |
At that manger rude and bare | |
So may we with holy joy | |
Pure and free from sin's alloy | |
All our costliest treasures bring | |
Christ, to Thee, our heavenly King. | |
Holy Jesus, every day | |
Keep us in the narrow way | |
And, when earthly things are past | |
Bring our ransomed souls at last | |
Where they need no star to guide | |
Where no clouds Thy glory hide. | |
In the heavenly country bright | |
Need they no created light | |
Thou its Light, its Joy, its Crown | |
Thou its Sun which goes not down | |
There forever may we sing | |
Alleluias to our King! | |
Should auld acquaintance be forgot, | |
And never brought to mind? | |
Should auld acquaintance be forgot, | |
And auld lang syne? | |
For auld lang syne, my dear, | |
For auld lang syne, | |
We'll tak a cup o' kindness yet, | |
For auld lang syne. | |
And surely ye'll be your pint-stowp, | |
And surely I'll be mine! | |
And we'll tak a cup o' kindness yet, | |
For auld lang syne. | |
For auld lang syne, my dear, | |
For auld lang syne, | |
We'll tak a cup o' kindness yet, | |
For auld lang syne. | |
We twa hae run about the braes, | |
And pu'd the gowans fine | |
But we've wandered mony a weary fit | |
Sin' auld lang syne. | |
For auld lang syne, my dear, | |
For auld lang syne, | |
We'll tak a cup o'kindness yet, | |
For auld lang syne. | |
We twa hae paidled i' the burn, | |
Frae morning sun till dine | |
But seas between us braid hae roared | |
Sin' auld lang syne. | |
For auld lang syne, my dear, | |
For auld lang syne, | |
We'll tak a cup o'kindness yet, | |
For auld lang syne. | |
And there's a hand, my trusty fiere, | |
And gie's a hand o'thine! | |
And we'll tak a right guid-willie waught | |
For auld lang syne. | |
For auld lang syne, my dear, | |
For auld lang syne, | |
We'll tak a cup o'kindness yet, | |
For auld lang syne. | |
Ave Maria | |
Gratia plena | |
Maria, gratia plena | |
Maria, gratia plena | |
Ave, ave dominus | |
Dominus tecum | |
Benedicta tu in mulieribus | |
Et benedictus | |
Et benedictus fructus ventris | |
Ventris tuae, Jesus | |
Ave Maria | |
Ave Maria | |
Mater Dei | |
Ora pro nobis peccatoribus | |
Ora pro nobis | |
Ora, ora pro nobis peccatoribus | |
Nunc et in hora mortis | |
Et in hora mortis nostrae | |
Ave Maria | |
English | |
Hail Mary | |
full of grace | |
the Lord is with thee | |
blessed art thou amongst women | |
and blessed is the fruit of thy womb, Jesus. | |
Holy Mary | |
Mother of God | |
pray for us sinners now | |
and at the hour of our death. | |
Amen. | |
Away in a manger | |
No crib for His bed | |
The little Lord Jesus | |
Laid down His sweet head. | |
The stars in the bright sky | |
Looked down where He lay | |
The little Lord Jesus | |
Asleep on the hay. | |
The cattle are lowing | |
The poor Baby wakes | |
But little Lord Jesus | |
No crying He makes. | |
I love Thee, Lord Jesus | |
Look down from the sky | |
And stay by my side | |
'Til morning is nigh. | |
Be near me, Lord Jesus | |
I ask Thee to stay | |
Close by me forever | |
And love me I pray. | |
Bless all the dear children | |
In Thy tender care | |
And take us to heaven | |
To live with Thee there. | |
I really can't stay | |
Baby, it's cold outside | |
I've got to go away | |
Baby, it's cold outside | |
This evening has been | |
Been hoping that you'd drop in | |
So very nice | |
I'll hold your hands, they're just like ice | |
My mother will start to worry | |
Beautiful, what's your hurry | |
My father will be pacing the floor | |
Listen to the fireplace roar | |
So really I'd better scurry | |
Beautiful, please don't hurry | |
Well, maybe just a half a drink more | |
Put some music on while I pour. | |
The neighbors might think | |
Baby, it's bad out there | |
Say, what's in this drink? | |
No cabs to be had out there | |
I wish I knew how | |
Your eyes are like starlight now | |
To break this spell | |
I'll take your hat, your hair looks swell | |
I ought to say no, no, no sir | |
Mind if I move a little closer | |
At least I'm gonna say that I tried | |
What's the sense in hurting my pride? | |
I really can't stay | |
Baby, don't hold out | |
Ahh, but it's cold outside. | |
C'mon baby | |
I simply must go | |
Baby, it's cold outside | |
The answer is no | |
Ooh baby, it's cold outside | |
This welcome has been | |
I'm lucky that you dropped in | |
So nice and warm | |
Look out the window at that storm | |
My sister will be suspicious | |
Man, your lips look so delicious | |
My brother will be there at the door | |
Waves upon a tropical shore | |
My maiden aunt's mind is vicious | |
Gosh, your lips look delicious | |
Well, maybe just a half a drink more | |
Never such a blizzard before. | |
I've got to go home | |
Oh, baby, you'll freeze out there | |
Say, lend me your comb | |
It's up to your knees out there | |
You've really been grand | |
Your eyes are like starlight now | |
But don't you see? | |
How can you do this thing to me | |
There's bound to be talk tomorrow | |
Making my life long sorrow | |
At least there will be plenty implied | |
If you caught pneumonia and died | |
I really can't stay | |
Get over that cold out | |
Ahh, but it's cold outside | |
Baby, it's cold outside | |
Brr, its cold | |
It's cold out there | |
Cant you stay awhile longer baby? | |
Well, I really shouldn't, alright | |
Make it worth your while baby | |
Ahh, do that again. | |
(Christmas) | |
The snow's coming down | |
(Christmas) | |
I'm watching it fall | |
(Christmas) | |
Lots of people around | |
(Christmas) | |
Baby, please come home. | |
(Christmas) | |
The church bells in town | |
(Christmas) | |
All ringing in song | |
(Christmas) | |
Full of happy sounds | |
(Christmas) | |
Baby, please come home. | |
They're singing "Deck The Halls" | |
But it's not like Christmas at all | |
'Cause I remember when you were here | |
And all the fun we had last year. | |
(Christmas) | |
Pretty lights on the tree | |
(Christmas) | |
I'm watching them shine | |
(Christmas) | |
You should be here with me | |
(Christmas) | |
Baby, please come home. | |
They're singing "Deck The Halls" | |
But it's not like Christmas at all | |
'Cause I remember when you were here | |
And all the fun we had last year. | |
(Christmas) | |
If there was a way | |
(Christmas) | |
I'd hold back this tear | |
(Christmas) | |
But, it's Christmas day | |
(Please) | |
Please | |
(Please) | |
Please | |
(Please) | |
Please | |
(Please) | |
Please | |
Baby, please come home | |
(Christmas) | |
Baby, please come home | |
(Christmas) | |
Baby, please come home | |
(Christmas) | |
Baby, please come home. | |
Shoppin' all around | |
For every pretty toy. | |
Baby's big brother | |
Is busy with his toys | |
And he's shinin' up the chimney | |
For Santa Claus. | |
It's baby's first Christmas | |
It's somethin' to see | |
Mommy and Daddy | |
Trimmin' baby's Christmas tree. | |
It's a very special Christmas | |
A blessin' from above | |
It's baby's first Christmas | |
A Christmas full of love. | |
It's baby's first Christmas | |
And oh, what a joy | |
Shoppin' all around | |
For every pretty toy. | |
It's a very special Christmas | |
A blessing from above | |
It's baby's first Christmas | |
A Christmas full of love. | |
I haven't seen them in a while. | |
You've been good, busier than ever | |
We small talk, work and the weather | |
Your guard is up, and I know why. | |
Because the last time you saw me | |
Is still burned in the back of your mind | |
You gave me roses, and I left them there to die. | |
So this is me swallowing my pride | |
Standing in front of you, saying I'm sorry for that night | |
And I go back to December all the time. | |
It turns out freedom ain't nothing but missing you | |
Wishing I'd realized what I had when you were mine | |
I go back to December, turn around and make it alright | |
I go back to December all the time. | |
These days, I haven't been sleeping | |
Staying up, playing back myself leaving | |
When your birthday passed, and I didn't call. | |
Then I think about summer, all the beautiful times | |
I watched you laughing from the passenger side | |
And realized I loved you in the fall. | |
And then the cold came, the dark days | |
When fear crept into my mind | |
You gave me all your love, and all I gave you was goodbye. | |
So this is me swallowing my pride | |
Standing in front of you, saying I'm sorry for that night | |
And I go back to December all the time. | |
It turns out freedom ain't nothing but missing you | |
Wishing I'd realized what I had when you were mine | |
I go back to December, turn around and change my own mind | |
I go back to December all the time. | |
I miss your tan skin, your sweet smile | |
So good to me, so right | |
And how you held me in your arms that September night | |
The first time you ever saw me cry. | |
Maybe this is wishful thinking | |
Probably mindless dreaming | |
But if we loved again, I swear I'd love you right. | |
I'd go back in time and change it, but I can't | |
So if the chain is on your door, I understand. | |
This is me swallowing my pride | |
Standing in front of you, saying I'm sorry for that night | |
And I go back to December. | |
It turns out freedom ain't nothing but missing you | |
Wishing I'd realized what I had when you were mine | |
I go back to December, turn around and make it alright | |
I go back to December, turn around and change my own mind | |
I go back to December all the time, all the time. | |
As the echoes ring of the Christmas bells | |
Angel songs in our hearts resound again | |
Singing peace on earth and good will to men! | |
Chorus: | |
Bring pine and fir tree, weave the garlands bright | |
Gladden the temple of the King tonight! | |
Christmas is here! Fill it with cheer | |
Make it glorious with joy and light. | |
Bring good will to the suffering and sad | |
Speak the tender word that shall make them glad | |
Tell them how, o'er the hills of Bethlehem | |
When the angels sang, 'twas good news for them. | |
Chorus: | |
Bring pine and fir tree, weave the garlands bright | |
Gladden the temple of the King tonight! | |
Christmas is here! Fill it with cheer | |
Make it glorious with joy and light. | |
Peace on earth! bid all strife and tumult cease | |
For this night again gives the Lord His peace | |
While our hands shall His temple beautify | |
Carol, glory be unto God most high. | |
Chorus: | |
Bring pine and fir tree, weave the garlands bright | |
Gladden the temple of the King tonight! | |
Christmas is here! Fill it with cheer | |
Make it glorious with joy and light. | |
So glad hearts on this happy Christmas night | |
Bring your gifts of love, make His altar bright | |
Sing glad songs that shall sweetly sound as when | |
Angels sang of peace and good will to men. | |
Chorus: | |
Bring pine and fir tree, weave the garlands bright | |
Gladden the temple of the King tonight! | |
Christmas is here! Fill it with cheer | |
Make it glorious with joy and light. | |
Beautiful star of Bethlehem | |
Shining afar through shadows dim | |
Giving the light to those who long have gone | |
Guiding the Wise Men on their way | |
Unto the place where Jesus lay | |
Beautiful star of Bethlehem | |
Shine on (shine on). | |
Oh beautiful star (beautiful, beautiful star) | |
Of Bethlehem (star of Bethlehem) | |
Shine upon us until the glory dawns | |
Give us the light to light the way | |
Unto the land of perfect day | |
Beautiful Star of Bethlehem | |
Shine on (shine on). | |
Beautiful star, the hope of light | |
Guiding the pilgrims through the night | |
Over the mountains 'til the break of dawn | |
Into the light of perfect day | |
It will give out a lovely ray | |
Beautiful star of Bethlehem | |
Shine on (shine on). | |
Oh beautiful star (beautiful, beautiful star) | |
Of Bethlehem (star of Bethlehem) | |
Shine upon us until the glory dawns | |
Give us the light to light the way | |
Unto the land of perfect day | |
Beautiful star of Bethlehem | |
Shine on (shine on). | |
Beautiful star the hope of rest | |
For the redeemed, the good and the blessed | |
Yonder in glory when the crown is won | |
Jesus is now that star divine | |
Brighter and brighter He will shine | |
Beautiful star of Bethlehem | |
Shine on (shine on). | |
Oh beautiful star (beautiful, beautiful star) | |
Of Bethlehem (star of Bethlehem) | |
Shine upon us until the glory dawns | |
Give us the light to light the way | |
Unto the land of perfect day | |
Beautiful star of Bethlehem | |
Shine on (shine on). | |
Tonight the stars shine for the children | |
And light the way for dreams to fly | |
Tonight our love comes wrapped in ribbons | |
The world is right and hopes are high. | |
And from a dark and frosted window | |
A child appears to search the sky | |
Because it's Christmas | |
Because it's Christmas. | |
Tonight belongs to all the children | |
Tonight their joy rings through the air | |
And so, we send our tender blessings | |
To all the children everywhere. | |
To see the smiles and hear the laughter | |
A time to give, a time to share | |
Because it's Christmas | |
Because it's Christmas. | |
For now and forever for all of the children | |
And for the children in us all. | |
Tonight belongs to all the children | |
Tonight their joy rings through the air | |
And so, we send our tender blessings | |
To all the children everywhere. | |
To see the smiles and hear the laughter | |
A time to give, a time to share | |
Because it's Christmas | |
For now and forever | |
For all of the children | |
And for the children in us all. | |
If my folks were wiser and older | |
They'd know kids and toys don't need sleep. | |
Don't be bad, little cotton dolly | |
See how nice Mickey Mouse sleeps now? | |
Even my brass drummer boy has stopped all his noise | |
Cause he knows it's past bedtime for toys. | |
Spoken: | |
You know, every Christmas | |
Santa Claus goes all over the world | |
With his reindeer, sled, and a big bag of toys | |
And he'll come to your house this year too. | |
But sometimes, just sometimes | |
He doesn't have enough time | |
To see every little boy and girl | |
Because the world is so big | |
So maybe we should sing a song | |
For all the children that Santa didn't visit. | |
Bless the child who has no tin soldier | |
No brass drummer boy to put to bed | |
He will still grow wiser and older | |
Loving one small rag doll instead. | |
He won't have a cotton dolly | |
Mickey Mouse won't come to his house | |
Hold that rag doll to your heart | |
Nothing can destroy the beauty | |
One shall find in one small toy. | |
Refrain: | |
Behold that star! | |
Behold that star up yonder | |
Behold that star! | |
It is the star of Bethlehem. | |
There was no room found in the inn | |
It is the star of Bethlehem | |
For Him who was born free from sin | |
It is the star of Bethlehem. | |
Refrain: | |
Behold that star! | |
Behold that star up yonder | |
Behold that star! | |
It is the star of Bethlehem. | |
The wise men traveled from the East | |
It is the star of Bethlehem | |
To worship Him, the Prince of Peace | |
It is the star of Bethlehem. | |
Refrain: | |
Behold that star! | |
Behold that star up yonder | |
Behold that star! | |
It is the star of Bethlehem. | |
A song broke forth upon the night | |
It is the star of Bethlehem | |
From angel hosts all robed in white | |
It is the star of Bethlehem. | |
Refrain: | |
Behold that star! | |
Behold that star up yonder | |
Behold that star! | |
It is the star of Bethlehem. | |
We were dreamers not so long ago | |
But one by one we all had to grow up | |
When it seems the magic's slipped away | |
We find it all again on Christmas day. | |
Believe in what your heart is saying | |
Hear the melody that's playing | |
There's no time to waste | |
There's so much to celebrate | |
Believe in what you feel inside | |
And give your dreams the wings to fly | |
You have everything you need | |
If you just believe. | |
Trains move quickly to their journey's end | |
Destinations are where we begin again | |
Ships go sailing far across the sea | |
Trusting starlight to get where they need to be | |
When it seems that we have lost our way | |
We find ourselves again on Christmas day. | |
Believe in what your heart is saying | |
Hear the melody that's playing | |
There's no time to waste | |
There's so much to celebrate | |
Believe in what you feel inside | |
And give your dreams the wings to fly | |
You have everything you need | |
If you just believe. | |
If you just believe | |
If you just believe | |
If you just believe | |
Just believe | |
Just believe. | |
My baby's gone | |
I have no friends | |
To wish me greetings | |
Once again | |
Choirs will be singing, "Silent Night" | |
Oh, Christmas carols, by candlelight. | |
Please come home for Christmas | |
Please come home for Christmas | |
If not for Christmas, by New Year's Night. | |
Friends and relations | |
Send salutations | |
Just as sure as the stars shine above. | |
This is Christmas, Christmas my dear | |
The time of year to be with the one that you love. | |
Then will you tell me, you'll never more roam? | |
Christmas and New Year will find you home? | |
There'll be no more sorrow | |
No grief or pain | |
'Cause I'll be happy that it's Christmas once again. | |
Beautiful robes", said the young girl to Joseph, | |
Fair with her first-born on Bethlehem Down. | |
Bethlehem Down is full of the starlight, | |
Winds for the spices, and stars for the gold, | |
Mary for sleep, and for lullaby music, | |
Songs of a shepherd by Bethlehem fold. | |
When He is King, they will clothe Him in grave-sheets, | |
Myrrh for embalming, and wood for a crown, | |
He that lies now in the white arms of Mary, | |
Sleeping so lightly on Bethlehem Down. | |
Here He has peace and a short while for dreaming, | |
Close-huddled oxen to keep him from cold, | |
Mary for love, and for lullaby music, | |
Songs of a shepherd by Bethlehem Down. | |
Just a chance that maybe we'll find | |
Better days. | |
Cuz I don't need boxes wrapped in strings | |
And desire and love and empty things | |
Just a chance that maybe we'll find | |
Better days. | |
So take these words | |
And sing out loud | |
Cuz everyone is forgiven now | |
Cuz tonight's the night | |
The world begins again. | |
And it's someplace simple | |
Where we could live | |
And something only you can give | |
And thats faith and trust and peace | |
While we're alive | |
And the one poor Child that saved this world | |
And there's 10 million more | |
Who probably could | |
If we all just stopped | |
And said a prayer for them. | |
So take these words | |
And sing out loud | |
Cuz everyone is forgiven now | |
Cuz tonight's the night | |
The world begins again. | |
I wish everyone was loved tonight | |
And somehow stop this endless fight | |
Just a chance that maybe we'll find | |
Better days. | |
So take these words | |
And sing out loud | |
Cuz everyone is forgiven now | |
Cuz tonight's the night | |
The world begins again | |
Cuz tonight's the night | |
The world begins again. | |
In the little village of Bethlehem | |
There lay a Child one day | |
And the sky was bright | |
With a holy light | |
O'er the place where Jesus lay. | |
Alleluia! | |
O, how the angels sang! | |
Alleluia | |
How it rang! | |
And the sky was bright | |
With a holy light | |
'Twas the birthday of a King. | |
Humble birthplace | |
But Oh! | |
How much God gave to us that day! | |
From the manger bed what a path has led | |
What a perfect holy way! | |
Alleluia! | |
O how the angels sang! | |
Alleluia | |
How it rang! | |
And the sky was bright | |
With a Holy light | |
'Twas the birthday of a King. | |
And too far to go home | |
I ran in to a friend of a friend | |
Standing in checkout line | |
She said, "I've spent too much already | |
And there's gifts I just can't find" | |
I walked her home and when she opened up her door | |
I'm not sure what happened then | |
Guess magic took it's course. | |
Blame it on the mistletoe | |
'Cause what happened here nobody knows | |
How could something simple as a kiss | |
Change my holiday like this | |
And we held each other all night long | |
And we fell asleep to a Christmas song | |
Playin' on the radio | |
Blame it on the mistletoe. | |
I woke up, she was wrappin' gifts beneath the tree | |
She said, "I know it's early, so I thought I'd let you sleep" | |
Then she insisted I get up and take a look outside | |
Hey sleepyhead, it must have snowed at least a foot last night | |
That's when I saw it hangin' up above my head | |
She threw her arms around my neck | |
Laughin' as she said | |
"Blame it on the mistletoe." | |
'Cause what happened here nobody knows | |
How could something simple as a kiss | |
Change my holiday like this | |
And we held each other all night long | |
And we fell asleep to a Christmas song | |
Playin' on the radio | |
Blame it on the mistletoe. | |
Born He was of her body | |
Very God ere time began | |
Born in time the Son of man. | |
Chorus: | |
Eya! Ihesus hodie | |
Natus est de Virgine. | |
In a manger of an ass | |
Jesus lay and lulled was | |
Born to die upon the Tree | |
Pro peccante homine. | |
Chorus: | |
Eya! Ihesus hodie | |
Natus est de Virgine. | |
Sweet and blissful was the song | |
Changed of the Angel throng | |
"Peace on earth," Alleluya | |
In excelsis gloria. | |
Chorus: | |
Eya! Ihesus hodie | |
Natus est de Virgine. | |
Fare three Kings from far-off land | |
Incense, gold and myrrh in hand | |
In Bethlehem the Babe they see | |
Stelle ducti lumine. | |
Chorus: | |
Eya! Ihesus hodie | |
Natus est de Virgine. | |
Make we merry on this fest | |
In quo Christus natus est | |
On this Child I pray you call | |
To assoil and save us all. | |
Chorus: | |
Eya! Ihesus hodie | |
Natus est de Virgine. | |
I'll have a blue Christmas without you | |
I'll be so blue | |
Thinking about you | |
Decorations of red | |
On a green Christmas tree | |
Won't mean a thing | |
If you're not here with me. | |
I'll have a blue Christmas, | |
That's certain | |
And when that blue heartache | |
Starts hurting | |
You'll be doing all right | |
With your Christmas of white | |
But I'll have a blue, blue Christmas. | |
The boar's head in hand bring I | |
Bedeck'd with bays and rosemary. | |
I pray you, my masters, be merry | |
Quot estis in convivio. | |
Caput apri defero | |
Reddens laudes Domino. | |
The boar's head, as I understand | |
Is the rarest dish in all this land | |
Which thus bedeck'd with a gay garland | |
Let us servire cantico. | |
Caput apri defero | |
Reddens laudes Domino | |
Our steward hath provided this | |
In honor of the King of Bliss; | |
Which, on this day to be served is | |
In Reginensi atrio. | |
Caput apri defero | |
Reddens laudes Domino. | |
He's got rhythm in his feet | |
But nothing in the sack. | |
The boogie woogie Santa Claus | |
Boogie woogie Santa Claus | |
Boogie woogie Santa | |
Comes to town every Christmas day. | |
Well he lives up in a mountain | |
Like a hermit in the cave | |
He never had a haircut | |
He never took a shave. | |
The boogie woogie Santa Claus | |
Boogie woogie Santa Claus | |
Boogie woogie Santa | |
Comes this time every Christmas day. | |
Well it's rock rock rock Mr. Santa | |
Jump jump jump Mr. Santa | |
Well, the boogie woogie Santa | |
Will boogie all your blues away. | |
Got no presents for your tree | |
No candy for your socks | |
When he starts to boogie | |
The whole town rocks. | |
Mama, get your hat | |
Put your best dress on | |
We're gonna jump for joy | |
On the Christmas morn | |
The boogie woogie Santa Claus | |
Boogie woogie Santa Claus | |
Boogie woogie Santa Boogie all your blues away. | |
Well it's rock rock rock Mr. Santa | |
Jump jump jump Mr. Santa Claus | |
Well, the boogie woogie Santa | |
Will boogie all your blues away. | |
Away in a manger, you heard a baby cry | |
It was the cry of the Son of God | |
A little baby boy | |
Born in that manger to bring the world joy. | |
So hush up little baby | |
You know not what you'll do | |
You'll bring the world peace and love | |
And teach them while you do | |
You have nothing to fear | |
Because you know | |
God is with you all the way | |
That little important baby | |
Born on Christmas day. | |
Many people soon gathered | |
Round that tiny run down barn | |
They knew not of what they saw | |
Then came three all dressed | |
In fancy robes, silks and furs | |
This was the first indication | |
Of the importance of his birth. | |
So hush up little baby | |
You know not what you'll do | |
You'll bring the world peace and love | |
And teach them while you do | |
You have nothing to fear | |
Because you know | |
That God will lead the way | |
That little important baby | |
Born on Christmas day. | |
We expected a soldier to save us from our plight | |
All dressed in shiny armor, ready for a fight | |
But instead He sent a little baby boy | |
All filled with love and happiness | |
To bring the world joy. | |
So hush up little baby | |
You know not what you'll do | |
You'll bring the world peace and love | |
And teach them while you do | |
You have nothing to fear | |
Because you know | |
That God will lead the way | |
That little important baby | |
Born on Christmas day. | |
That God will lead the way | |
That little important baby | |
Born on Christmas day | |
That little important baby | |
Born on Christmas day. | |
But a star in the Heavens, a sign full of wonder | |
Announcing the coming of the King of kings. | |
Rejoice, o world, your Savior has come | |
Through the love of a virgin's womb | |
Son of God, Son of man, born that we may have life | |
You were born that we may have life. | |
A throne in a manger, the cross in a cradle | |
The hidden revealing this glorious plan | |
Of a Child who would suffer, a Child who would conquer | |
The sin of every woman, the sin of every man. | |
Rejoice, o world, your Savior has come | |
Through the love of a virgin's womb | |
Son of God, son of man, born that we may have life | |
You were born that we may have life. | |
Rejoice, o world, your Savior has come | |
Through the love of a virgin's womb | |
Son of God, Son of man | |
You were born that we may have life. | |
Rejoice, o world, your Savior has come | |
Through the love of a virgin's womb | |
Son of God, Son of man, born that we may have life | |
You were born that we may have life | |
You were born that we may have life. | |
Rejoice, o world, rejoice | |
Rejoice, o world, Hallelujah, the Savior has come | |
Rejoice, o world, join with the angels | |
Rejoice, o world, rejoice. | |
Rejoice, o world, for the King of kings | |
And the Lord of lords | |
Rejoice, o world, a Savior is born | |
Who brings us life and brings peace. | |
Born that we may have life | |
You were born that we may have life | |
You were born that we may have life. | |
Break forth, O beauteous heavenly light | |
And usher in the morning | |
O shepherds, shrink not with afright | |
But hear the angel's warning. | |
This Child, now weak in infancy | |
Our confidence and joy shall be | |
The power of Satan breaking | |
Our peace eternal making. | |
All blessing, thanks and praise to thee | |
Lord Jesus Christ, be given | |
Thou hast our Brother deigned to be | |
Our foes in sunder riven. | |
O grant us through our day of grace | |
With constant praise to seek Thy face | |
Grant us ere long in glory | |
With praises to adore thee. | |
I have traveled many moonless nights | |
Cold and weary with a babe inside | |
And I wonder what I've done | |
Holy Father, You have come | |
And chosen me now to carry Your Son. | |
I am waiting in a silent prayer | |
I am frightened by the load I bear | |
In a world as cold as stone | |
Must I walk this path alone? | |
Be with me now. | |
Be with me now. | |
Breath of heaven | |
Hold me together | |
Be forever near me | |
Breath of heaven | |
Breath of heaven | |
Lighten my darkness | |
Pour over me Your holiness | |
For You are holy | |
Breath of heaven. | |
Do you wonder as You watch my face | |
If a wiser one should have had my place? | |
But I offer all I am | |
For the mercy of Your plan | |
Help me be strong | |
Help me be | |
Help me. | |
Breath of heaven | |
Hold me together | |
Be forever near me | |
Breath of heaven | |
Breath of heaven | |
Lighten my darkness | |
Pour over me Your holiness | |
For You are holy. | |
Breath of heaven | |
Hold me together | |
Be forever near me | |
Breath of heaven | |
Breath of heaven | |
Lighten my darkness | |
Pour over me Your holiness | |
For You are holy | |
Breath of heaven | |
Breath of heaven | |
Breath of heaven. | |
Brightest and best of the sons of the morning | |
Dawn on our darkness and lend us Thine aid | |
Star of the East, the horizon adorning | |
Guide where our infant Redeemer is laid. | |
Cold on His cradle the dewdrops are shining | |
Low lies His head with the beasts of the stall | |
Angels adore Him in slumber reclining | |
Maker and Monarch and Savior of all. | |
Say, shall we yield Him, in costly devotion | |
Odors of Edom and offerings divine? | |
Gems of the mountain and pearls of the ocean | |
Myrrh from the forest, or gold from the mine? | |
Vainly we offer each ample oblation | |
Vainly with gifts would His favor secure | |
Richer by far is the heart's adoration | |
Dearer to God are the prayers of the poor. | |
Bring a torch, Jeannette, Isabella | |
Bring a torch, come swiftly and run | |
Christ is born, tell the folk of the village | |
Jesus is sleeping in His cradle | |
Ah, ah, beautiful is the Mother | |
Ah, ah, beautiful is her Son. | |
It is wrong when the Child is sleeping | |
It is wrong to talk so loud | |
Silence all, as you gather around | |
Lest your noise should waken Jesus | |
Hush! hush! see how fast He slumbers | |
Hush! hush! see how fast He sleeps. | |
Hasten now, good folk of the village | |
Hasten now, the Christ-Child to see | |
You will find him asleep in the manger | |
Quietly come and whisper softly | |
Hush, hush, peacefully now He slumbers | |
Hush, hush, peacefully now He sleeps. | |
Softly to the little stable | |
Softly for a moment come | |
Look and see how charming is Jesus | |
How He is white, His cheeks are rosy | |
Hush! hush! see how the Child is sleeping | |
Hush! hush! see how He smiles in his dreams. | |
There's one big thing I missed | |
You see my Daddy's working | |
Far away from here | |
And I know Santa | |
I asked for a Barbie doll | |
And a brand new soccer ball | |
But I'd trade it all | |
For just one gift this year. | |
Bring him home Santa | |
Bring him home to Mom and me | |
Let us wake up Christmas morning | |
And find him standing by our tree | |
You can pick him up on your way | |
He could ride there in your sleigh | |
Don't make him spend Christmas all alone | |
Bring him home. | |
And Santa | |
Here's a picture that I drew | |
Of him in his dress blues | |
Mama says | |
Our country needs him over there | |
And you know Santa | |
This whole year I've been good | |
And I was hoping that you would | |
Do all you could to answer my prayer. | |
Bring him home Santa | |
Bring him home to Mom and me | |
Let us wake up Christmas morning | |
And find him standing by our tree | |
You can pick him up on your way | |
He could ride there in your sleigh | |
Don't make him spend Christmas all alone | |
Bring him home. | |
Bring him home | |
Bring him home | |
Bring him home. | |
Buon Natale to everyone | |
Happy new year and lots of fun | |
Buon Natale | |
May all your wishes come true | |
Buon Natale in Italy means | |
"A Merry Christmas to you". | |
Far away across the sea | |
In sunny Italy | |
There's a quaint little town | |
Not a clock has been wound | |
For over a century. | |
They don't know the time or year | |
And no one seems to care | |
And this is the reason | |
The Christmas season | |
Is celebrated all year. | |
Buon Natale means | |
Merry Christmas to you | |
Buon Natale to everyone | |
Happy New Year and lots of fun | |
Buon Natale | |
May all your wishes come true | |
Buon Natale in Italy means | |
"A Merry Christmas to you". | |
The winter season of the year | |
When to this world our Lord was born | |
The ox and donkey, so they say | |
Did keep his holy presence warm. | |
How many oxen and donkeys now | |
If they were there when first he came | |
How many oxen and donkeys you know | |
At such a time would do the same? | |
And on that night it has been told | |
These humble beasts so rough and rude | |
Throughout the night of holy birth | |
Drank no water, ate no food. | |
How many oxen and donkeys now | |
If they were there when first he came | |
How many oxen and donkeys you know | |
At such a time would do the same? | |
As soon as to these humble beasts | |
Appeared our Lord, so mild and sweet | |
With joy they knelt before his Grace | |
And gently kissed His tiny feet. | |
How many oxen and donkeys now | |
If they were there when first he came | |
How many oxen and donkeys you know | |
At such a time would do the same? | |
When I was but a youngster | |
Christmas meant one thing | |
That I'd be getting lots of toys that day | |
I learned a whole lot different, | |
When my Mother sat me down, | |
And taught me to spell Christmas this way: | |
"C" is for the Christ child, born upon this day, | |
"H" for herald angels in the night, | |
"R" means our Redeemer, | |
"I" means Israel, | |
"S" is for the star that shone so bright, | |
"T" is for three wise men, they who traveled far, | |
"M" is for the manger where he lay, | |
"A" is for all He stands for, | |
"S" means shepherds came. | |
And that's why there's a Christmas day, | |
And that's why there's a Christmas day. | |
Wonder who could that be in your stockin' | |
Suit of red and cheeks of cherry | |
Lookin' extraordinary | |
Spare me cause you scare with your gawkin' | |
Hold your applause | |
Pick up your jaws | |
Call me Claus, hoah! | |
I got the spirit of the season in me | |
Spreadin' joy and toys a'plenty | |
Nimbly down your chimney I'll be bumpin' | |
Give me room 'cause I'm a packin' | |
Only time for toys and snackin' | |
Love to stay here yackin' | |
But I'm humpin' | |
I got a cause | |
No time to pause | |
They call me Claus. | |
Woah, call me Santa | |
Call me Kringle | |
Call me Old Saint Nick | |
All those have a beautiful ring | |
Pleasin' is the reason | |
And the season's a kick | |
When you're Santa | |
Baby, you gotta swing | |
Swing, I dare ya, yeah! | |
Hey, call me Santa | |
Call me Kringle | |
Call me Old Saint Nick | |
All those have a beautiful ring | |
Pleasin' is the reason | |
And the season's a kick | |
When you're Santa | |
Baby, you gotta swing. | |
So while in your jammies sleepin' | |
Roof to roof I'll be a leapin' | |
Quickly if your creepin' for a peepin'. | |
The oohs and aahs | |
Are all because | |
They call me Claus. | |
Hold your applause | |
Hey, watch the paws | |
They call me Claus. | |
Draughty stable with an open door | |
Mary cradling the babe she bore | |
The prince of glory is his name. | |
Refrain: | |
Oh, now carry me to Bethlehem | |
To see the Lord appear to men | |
Just as poor as was the stable then | |
The prince of glory when he came. | |
Star of silver sweeps across the skies | |
Show where Jesus in the manger lies | |
Shepherds swiftly from your stupor rise | |
To see the Saviour of the world. | |
Refrain: | |
Oh, now carry me to Bethlehem | |
To see the Lord appear to men | |
Just as poor as was the stable then | |
The prince of glory when he came. | |
Mine are riches from thy poverty | |
From thine innocence, eternity | |
Mine, forgiveness by thy death for me | |
Child of sorrow, for my joy. | |
Refrain: | |
Oh, now carry me to Bethlehem | |
To see the Lord appear to men | |
Just as poor as was the stable then | |
The prince of glory when he came. | |
Angels, sing again the song you sang | |
Bring God's glory to the heart of man | |
Sing, "Bethlehem's little baby can | |
Be salvation to the soul." | |
Refrain: | |
Oh, now carry me to Bethlehem | |
To see the Lord appear to men | |
Just as poor as was the stable then | |
The prince of glory when he came. | |
How do you count all the stars in the sky? | |
How can you measure the love of a mother? | |
Or how can you write down a baby's first cry? | |
Candlelight, angel light, firelight and star-glow | |
Shine on His cradle till breaking of dawn | |
Gloria, gloria in excelsis Deo! | |
Angels are singing; the Christ Child is born. | |
Shepherds and wise men will kneel and adore Him | |
Seraphim round Him their vigil will keep; | |
Nations proclaim Him their Lord and their Saviour | |
But Mary will hold Him and sing Him to sleep | |
Candlelight, angel light, firelight and star-glow | |
Shine on His cradle till breaking of dawn | |
Gloria, gloria in excelsis Deo! | |
Angels are singing; the Christ Child is born. | |
Find him at Bethlehem laid in a manger | |
Christ our Redeemer asleep in the hay | |
Godhead incarnate and hope of salvation | |
A Child with His mother that first Christmas Day | |
Candlelight, angel light, firelight and star-glow | |
Shine on His cradle till breaking of dawn | |
Gloria, gloria in excelsis Deo! | |
Angels are singing; the Christ Child is born. | |
Don't you know your name, girl? | |
Twelve people gonna ask you just the same, girl | |
What a world | |
Christmas once a year, girl | |
That's three hundred and sixty four tears, girl. | |
So when Christmas finally comes | |
And nobody's got a gun | |
And you think it might be fun | |
To hang around | |
Think again girl. | |
Why don't you open me up, huh? | |
Candy Cane Boy | |
Don't you know your name, boy? | |
Nine people gonna tell you just the same, boy | |
You're alone, son | |
In the middle of a million | |
And nobody knows how to talk to children. | |
Oh, when Christmas finally comes | |
And nobody's got a gun | |
And you think it might be fun | |
To get a new toy | |
Think again boy. | |
Oh, when Christmas finally comes | |
And no one's got a gun | |
And you think it might be fun | |
To make a stand | |
Think again man. | |
Can't believe it's Christmas | |
My favorite time of year! | |
Percy: I can't believe it's Christmas! | |
Been dreaming of a sugar plum thing | |
Can't believe it's Christmas | |
Oh, boy! It's finally here! | |
Dinkletown children: Ho, ho! Away we go! | |
With rosy cheeks and hearts a glowin' | |
Hey, hey! Our favorite day! | |
It makes us want to cheer! | |
Percy: Yo, ho! We love the snow! | |
Li'l Pea: At least we know we won't be mowing! | |
Dinkletown children: Ya, hey! We're glad to say | |
That Christmas time is here! | |
We can't believe it's Christmas! | |
Been waiting for a million hours | |
Can't believe it's Christmas | |
Oh what a nifty day! | |
We can't believe it's Christmas! | |
Lenny: Took 14,018 showers! | |
Dinkletown children: Can't believe it's Christmas! | |
And now it's time to play! | |
We can't believe it's Christmas! | |
We think we're finally gettin' something. | |
Can't believe it's Christmas | |
Our favorite time of year! | |
We can't believe it's Christmas! | |
Been dreaming of a sugar-plum thing. | |
Can't believe it's Christmas | |
Oh, boy! It's finally. | |
George: Oy, my spine-ly! | |
Dinkletown children: Boy, it's finally here! | |
Can't stop the sun from shining | |
Until the day turns into night. | |
All over the world | |
They try to steal our joy | |
But our spirit can't be broken | |
Every man and woman, girl or boy. | |
Can't stop the joy | |
Can't stop the reason | |
Christmas lives inside of us | |
From season to season. | |
Can't stop the pain | |
Of all the hatred in the world | |
There'll be no hate, no war | |
In God we'll trust | |
And peace on earth. | |
Cause you can't stop Christmas | |
There's a feeling we share | |
We never knew it, but it always was there | |
For united we will stand | |
Brother to brother, hand in hand. | |
With one song, one dream, one prayer | |
Let your voice be heard | |
For His blessings surround us | |
All across the world. | |
Can't stop the joy | |
Can't stop the reason | |
Christmas lives inside of us | |
From season to season. | |
Can't stop the pain | |
Of all the hated in the world | |
There'll be no hate, no war | |
In God we'll trust | |
And peace on earth | |
Cause you can't stop Christmas. | |
Reach out for those in need | |
For that magic of Christmas | |
Is to give and to believe. | |
Can't stop the joy | |
Can't stop the reason | |
Christmas lives inside of us | |
From season to season. | |
The birds came from afar | |
In that full might of a glory. | |
With one melodious voice | |
They sweetly did rejoice | |
And sang the wondrous story. | |
Sang, praising God on high | |
Enthroned above the sky | |
And his fair mother Mary. | |
The eagle left his lair | |
Came winging through the air | |
His message loud arising. | |
And to his joyous cry | |
The sparrow made reply | |
His answer sweetly voicing. | |
Overcome are death and strife | |
This night is born new life | |
The robin sang rejoicing. | |
When rose the eastern star | |
The birds came from afar. | |
Catalonian: El Cant dels Ocells | |
En veure despuntar | |
El major illuminar | |
En la nit mes joiosa; | |
Els ocellettes cantant a festejarlo van, | |
Amb sa veu melindrosa | |
Els a celletes cantant | |
A festejarlo van | |
Amb sa veu melindrosa. | |
L'ocell rei d'espai | |
Va pels aires volant | |
Cantant amb melodia | |
Dient: Jesus es nat | |
Per treure'ns del pecat | |
I darnos alegria | |
Dient: Jesus es nat | |
Per treure'ns del pacat | |
I darnos alegria. | |
Respont-il el pardal: | |
Esta nit es Nadal | |
I es nit de gran contento | |
El verdum i el lluer | |
Diuen, cantant tambe: | |
O, quina alegria sento | |
El verdum i el lluer | |
Diuen, cantant tambe: | |
O, quina alegria sento. | |
Cantava la perdiu: | |
Me'n vaig a fer el niu | |
Dins d'aguella establiam | |
Per voure l'Infant | |
Com esta tremolant | |
En bracos de Maria | |
Per voure L'Infant | |
En bracos de Maria. | |
The birds came from afar | |
In that full might of a glory. | |
With one melodious voice | |
They sweetly did rejoice | |
And sang the wondrous story. | |
Sang, praising God on high | |
Enthroned above the sky | |
And his fair mother Mary. | |
The eagle left his lair | |
Came winging through the air | |
His message loud arising. | |
And to his joyous cry | |
The sparrow made reply | |
His answer sweetly voicing. | |
Overcome are death and strife | |
This night is born new life | |
The robin sang rejoicing. | |
When rose the eastern star | |
The birds came from afar. | |
Catalonian: El Cant dels Ocells | |
En veure despuntar | |
El major illuminar | |
En la nit mes joiosa; | |
Els ocellettes cantant a festejarlo van, | |
Amb sa veu melindrosa | |
Els a celletes cantant | |
A festejarlo van | |
Amb sa veu melindrosa. | |
L'ocell rei d'espai | |
Va pels aires volant | |
Cantant amb melodia | |
Dient: Jesus es nat | |
Per treure'ns del pecat | |
I darnos alegria | |
Dient: Jesus es nat | |
Per treure'ns del pacat | |
I darnos alegria. | |
Respont-il el pardal: | |
Esta nit es Nadal | |
I es nit de gran contento | |
El verdum i el lluer | |
Diuen, cantant tambe: | |
O, quina alegria sento | |
El verdum i el lluer | |
Diuen, cantant tambe: | |
O, quina alegria sento. | |
Cantava la perdiu: | |
Me'n vaig a fer el niu | |
Dins d'aguella establiam | |
Per voure l'Infant | |
Com esta tremolant | |
En bracos de Maria | |
Per voure L'Infant | |
En bracos de Maria. | |
Caroling, caroling, now we go | |
Christmas bells are ringing | |
Caroling, caroling through the snow | |
Christmas bells are ringing. | |
Joyous voices sweet and clear | |
Sing the sad of heart to cheer | |
Ding dong, ding dong | |
Christmas bells are ringing. | |
Caroling, caroling through the town | |
Christmas bells are ringing | |
Caroling, caroling up and down | |
Christmas bells are ringing. | |
Mark ye well the song we sing | |
Gladsome tidings now we bring | |
Ding dong, ding dong | |
Christmas bells are ringing! | |
Caroling, caroling, near and far | |
Christmas bells are ringing | |
Following, following yonder star | |
Christmas bells are ringing. | |
Sing we all this happy morn | |
"Lo, the King of heaven is born!" | |
Ding dong, ding dong | |
Christmas bells are ringing. | |
This is the Big Bopper speakin' | |
Hahahahahaha | |
Oh, you sweet thing | |
Do I what? | |
Will I what? | |
Oh baby, you know what I like. | |
Chorus: | |
Chantilly lace and a pretty face | |
And a pony tail hanging down | |
A wiggle in the walk | |
And giggle in the talk | |
Makes the world go round. | |
There ain't nothing in the world | |
Like a big eyed girl | |
That makes me act so funny | |
Make me spend my money | |
Make me feel real loose | |
Like a long necked goose | |
Like a girl, oh baby, that's what I like. | |
What's that baby? | |
But, but, but | |
Oh honey | |
But, oh baby you know what I like. | |
Chorus: | |
Chantilly lace and a pretty face | |
And a pony tail hanging down | |
A wiggle in the walk | |
And giggle in the talk | |
Makes the world go round. | |
There ain't nothing in the world | |
Like a big eyed girl | |
That makes me act so funny | |
Make me spend my money | |
Make me feel real loose | |
Like a long necked goose | |
Like a girl, oh baby, that's what I like. | |
What's that, honey? | |
Pick you up at 8 and don't be late? | |
But baby I ain't got no money, honey | |
Hahahahaha | |
Oh alright honey, you know what I like. | |
Chorus: | |
Chantilly lace and a pretty face | |
And a pony tail hanging down | |
A wiggle in the walk | |
And giggle in the talk | |
Makes the world go round. | |
There ain't nothing in the world | |
Like a big eyed girl | |
That makes me act so funny | |
Make me spend my money | |
Make me feel real loose | |
Like a long necked goose | |
Like a girl, oh baby, that's what I like. | |
Come on and play my music | |
Let's turn on the love light in the place. | |
It's time I found myself | |
Totally surrounded in your circles | |
Whoa, my friends. | |
Please celebrate me home | |
Give me a number | |
Please celebrate me home | |
Play me one more song | |
That I'll always remember | |
And I can recall | |
Whenever I find myself too all alone | |
I can sing me home. | |
Uneasy highway | |
Traveling where the Westerly winds can fly | |
Somebody tried to tell me | |
But the men forgot to tell me why. | |
I gotta count on being gone | |
Come on woman, come on daddy | |
Be what you want from me | |
I'm this strong, I'll be weak. | |
Please celebrate me home | |
Give me a number | |
Please celebrate me home | |
Play me one more song | |
That I'll always remember | |
I can recall | |
Whenever I find myself too all alone | |
I can make believe I've never gone | |
I never know where I belong | |
Sing me home. | |
Please celebrate me home | |
Give me a number | |
Please celebrate me home | |
Play me one more song. | |
Celebrate, celebrate | |
Celebrate, celebrate | |
Celebrate, celebrate | |
Celebrate me home. | |
Please celebrate me home | |
Please celebrate me home | |
Well I'm finally here | |
But I'm bound to roam | |
Come on celebrate me home | |
Well I'm finally here | |
But I'm bound to roam | |
Come on celebrate me home | |
Well I'm finally here | |
But I'm bound to roam | |
Come on celebrate me home | |
Please celebrate me home | |
Please celebrate me home | |
Please celebrate me home | |
Please celebrate me home | |
Please celebrate me home | |
Please celebrate me home. | |
Joseph was an old man | |
An old man was he | |
He wedded Virgin Mary | |
The Queen of Galilee | |
The Queen of Galilee. | |
As Joseph and Mary | |
Walked through an orchard green | |
There were apples and cherries | |
Plenty to be seen. | |
Mary spoke to Joseph | |
So meek and so mild | |
"Joseph, gather me some cherries | |
For I am with child." | |
Then Joseph flew in anger | |
In anger he flew | |
"Let the father of the baby | |
Gather cherries for you." | |
Jesus spoke a few words | |
And a very few words spoke he | |
"My mother wants some cherries | |
Bend over, cherry tree!" | |
The cherry tree bowed down | |
It was low to the ground | |
And Mary gathered cherries | |
While Joseph stood around. | |
Then Joseph took Mary | |
All on his left knee | |
Saying," Lord have mercy upon me | |
For what I have done." | |
Then Joseph took Mary | |
All on his right knee | |
"Pray tell me, little baby | |
When your birthday shall be?" | |
"On the sixth day of January | |
My birthday shall be | |
When the stars and the elements | |
Shall tremble with fear." | |
Chestnuts roasting on an open fire | |
Jack Frost nipping at your nose | |
Yuletide carols being sung by a choir | |
And folks dressed up like Eskimos. | |
Everybody knows a turkey and some mistletoe | |
Help to make the season bright | |
Tiny tots with their eyes all aglow | |
Will find it hard to sleep tonight. | |
They know that Santa's on his way | |
He's bringing lots of toys and goodies on his sleigh | |
And every mother's child is gonna spy | |
To see if reindeer really know how to fly. | |
And so I'm offering this simple phrase | |
To kids from one to ninety-two | |
Although it's been said many times, many ways | |
Merry Christmas to you. | |
And so I'm offering this simple phrase | |
To kids from one to ninety-two | |
Although it's been said many times, many ways | |
Merry Christmas to you. | |
Children, go where I send thee | |
How shall I send thee? | |
I'm gonna send thee one by one | |
One for the little bitty baby | |
Born, born, born in Bethlehem. | |
Children, go where I send thee | |
How shall I send thee? | |
I'm gonna send thee two by two | |
Two for Paul and Silas | |
One for the little bitty baby | |
Born, born, born in Bethlehem. | |
Children, go where I send thee | |
How shall I send thee? | |
I'm gonna send thee three by three | |
Three for the Hebrew children | |
Two for Paul and Silas | |
One for the little bitty baby | |
Born, born, born in Bethlehem. | |
Children, go where I send thee | |
How shall I send thee? | |
I'm gonna send thee four by four | |
Four for the four that stood at the door | |
Three for the Hebrew children | |
Two for Paul and Silas | |
One for the little bitty baby | |
Born, born, born in Bethlehem. | |
Children, go where I send thee | |
How shall I send thee? | |
I'm gonna send thee five by five | |
Five for the gospel preachers | |
Four for the four that stood at the door | |
Three for the Hebrew children | |
Two for Paul and Silas | |
One for the little bitty baby | |
Born, born, born in Bethlehem. | |
Children, go where I send thee | |
How shall I send thee? | |
I'm gonna send thee six by six | |
Six for the six that never got fixed | |
Five for the gospel preachers | |
Four for the four that stood at the door | |
Three for the Hebrew children | |
Two for Paul and Silas | |
One for the little bitty baby | |
Born, born, born in Bethlehem. | |
Children, go where I send thee | |
How shall I send thee? | |
I'm gonna send thee seven by seven | |
Seven for the seven that never got to heaven | |
Six for the six that never got fixed | |
Five for the gospel preachers | |
Four for the four that stood at the door | |
Three for the Hebrew children | |
Two for Paul and Silas | |
One for the little bitty baby | |
Born, born, born in Bethlehem. | |
Children, go where I send thee | |
How shall I send thee? | |
I'm gonna send thee eight by eight | |
Eight for the eight that stood at the gate | |
Seven for the seven that never got to heaven | |
Six for the six that never got fixed | |
Five for the gospel preachers | |
Four for the four that stood at the door | |
Three for the Hebrew children | |
Two for Paul and Silas | |
One for the little bitty baby | |
Born, born, born in Bethlehem. | |
Children, go where I send thee | |
How shall I send thee? | |
I'm gonna send thee nine by nine | |
Nine for the nine all dressed so fine | |
Eight for the eight that stood at the gate | |
Seven for the seven that never got to heaven | |
Six for the six that never got fixed | |
Five for the gospel preachers | |
Four for the four that stood at the door | |
Three for the Hebrew children | |
Two for Paul and Silas | |
One for the little bitty baby | |
Born, born, born in Bethlehem. | |
Children, go where I send thee | |
How shall I send thee? | |
I'm gonna send thee ten by ten | |
Ten for the ten commandments | |
Nine for the nine all dressed so fine | |
Eight for the eight that stood at the gate | |
Seven for the seven that never got to heaven | |
Six for the six that never got fixed | |
Five for the gospel preachers | |
Four for the four that stood at the door | |
Three for the Hebrew children | |
Two for Paul and Silas | |
One for the little bitty baby | |
Born, born, born in Bethlehem. | |
Children, go where I send thee | |
How shall I send thee? | |
I'm gonna send thee eleven by eleven | |
Eleven for the eleven deriders | |
Ten for the ten commandments | |
Nine for the nine all dressed so fine | |
Eight for the eight that stood at the gate | |
Seven for the seven that never got to heaven | |
Six for the six that never got fixed | |
Five for the gospel preachers | |
Four for the four that stood at the door | |
Three for the Hebrew children | |
Two for Paul and Silas | |
One for the little bitty baby | |
Born, born, born in Bethlehem. | |
Children, go where I send thee | |
How shall I send thee? | |
I'm gonna send thee twelve by twelve | |
Twelve for the twelve Apostles | |
Eleven for the eleven deriders | |
Ten for the ten commandments | |
Nine for the nine all dressed so fine | |
Eight for the eight that stood at the gate | |
Seven for the seven that never got to heaven | |
Six for the six that never got fixed | |
Five for the gospel preachers | |
Four for the four that stood at the door | |
Three for the Hebrew children | |
Two for Paul and Silas | |
One for the little bitty baby | |
Born, born, born in Bethlehem. | |
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Dave: All right you Chipmunks! | |
Ready to sing your song? | |
(I'll say we are!) | |
(Yeah!) | |
(Let's sing it now) | |
Dave: Okay, Simon? | |
(Okay) | |
Dave: Okay, Theodore? | |
(Okay) | |
Dave: Okay, Alvin? Alvin? ALVIN! | |
(OKAY!) | |
Christmas, Christmas time is near | |
Time for toys and time for cheer | |
We've been good, but we can't last | |
Hurry Christmas, hurry fast | |
Want a plane that loops the loop | |
Me, I want a hula hoop | |
We can hardly stand the wait | |
Please Christmas, don't be late. | |
Dave: Okay fellas get ready. | |
That was very good, Simon. | |
(Naturally) | |
Dave: Very good Theodore. | |
(Ahhh) | |
Dave: Ah, Alvin, you were a little flat, watch it. | |
Dave: Ah, Alvin. Alvin. ALVIN! | |
(OKAY) | |
Want a plane that loops the loop | |
I still want a hula hoop | |
We can hardly stand the wait | |
Please Christmas, don't be late. | |
We can hardly stand the wait | |
Please Christmas, don't be late. | |
Dave: Very good, boys | |
(Lets sing it again! Yeah, lets sing it again!) | |
Dave: No, That's enough, lets not overdo it | |
(What do you mean overdo it? | |
We want to sing it again!) | |
Dave: Now wait a minute, boys | |
(Why can't we sing it again?) | |
Dave: Alvin, cut that out. | |
Theodore, just a minute. | |
Simon, will you cut that out? | |
Boys!!! | |
All of Santa's reindeer pull his sleigh | |
And that's their claim to fame | |
But in Santa's house | |
There lives a little mouse | |
And Chrissy is her name. | |
Oh Chrissy, the Christmas mouse | |
Lives in the middle of Santa's house | |
And all day long she would romp and play | |
And help Santa load his Christmas sleigh. | |
Now the story goes that Chrissy's nose | |
Was also big and bright | |
But we all know she did not go | |
On that famous ride that night. | |
Christmas day found her sad and blue | |
And Santa said, "What's wrong with you?" | |
She said, "I'm here all alone each day | |
While you're out riding in your Christmas sleigh." | |
Oh Chrissy, the Christmas mouse | |
Lives in the middle of Santa's house | |
And all day long she would romp and play | |
And help Santa load his Christmas sleigh. | |
Now every day she would beg and plead | |
With Santa and his wife | |
"Oh Santa, Santa", Chrissy said | |
"Please let me ride upon your Christmas sled." | |
And Santa said to Mrs. Claus | |
"Did Chrissy finish all her chores?" | |
"She cleaned her room, and made her bed | |
Please let her ride in your Christmas sled." | |
Oh Chrissy, the Christmas mouse | |
Lives in the middle of Santa's house | |
And all day long she would romp and play | |
And help Santa load his Christmas sleigh. | |
Now on Christmas eve when the moon is high | |
And the children are all in bed | |
Just look above and see our love | |
Riding in Santa's sled. | |
Oh Chrissy, the Christmas mouse | |
Lives in the middle of Santa's house | |
She's so happy on Christmas day | |
Because she rides on Santa's sleigh. | |
"Merry Christmas everybody!" | |
"Merry Christmas!" "Yeah!" | |
Hear Him crying | |
In the manger | |
King of Heaven | |
Son of God | |
Alleluia, Alleluia! | |
There He lies | |
There with the lambkin | |
Only swaddle for His garment | |
With His Holy Mother Mary | |
Alleluia, Alleluia! | |
Glory, Glory to almighty God | |
And on earth peace to all men | |
Hear the joyful angels singing | |
Alleluia, Alleluia! | |
He is born | |
Let us adore him | |
Christ the Lord | |
King of Kings | |
Prince of Peace | |
For all the universe | |
Alleluia, Alleluia! | |
Christ is born! Christ is Born! | |
Ring the news on Christmas morn | |
Mary's Son! Mary's Son! | |
Come and laud Him, every one. | |
"Glory unto God on high" | |
Joyful Angels make reply. | |
Lo! The Star! Lo! The Star! | |
Guides the wise men from afar | |
Now it stays! Now it stays! | |
In the manger offer praise. | |
"Glory unto God on high" | |
Joyful Angels make reply. | |
Shepherds go! Shepherds go! | |
Bethlehem shall wonders show | |
You shall find! You shall find! | |
Mary's Babe, Lord of mankind. | |
"Glory unto God on high" | |
Joyful Angels make reply. | |
Peace on earth! Peace on earth! | |
Heralds in the Virgin birth. | |
Give God thanks! Give God thanks! | |
Now we join the heavenly ranks. | |
"Glory unto God on high" | |
Joyful Angels make reply. | |
Christ, by highest heaven adored | |
Christ, the everlasting lord | |
Late in time behold him come | |
Offspring of a virgin's womb. | |
Veiled in flesh the godhead see | |
Hail the incarnate deity | |
Pleased as man with man to dwell | |
Jesus, our Emmanuel. | |
Come, desire of nations come | |
Fix in us thy humble home | |
Rise, the woman's conquering seed | |
Bruise in us the serpent's head. | |
Adam's likeness, Lord efface | |
Stamp thy image in its place | |
Second Adam, from above | |
Reinstate us in thy love. | |
Hail, the heaven born Prince of peace! | |
Hail, the son of righteousness! | |
Light and life to all he brings | |
Ris'n with healing in his wings. | |
Mild he lays his glory by | |
Born that man no more may die | |
Born to raise the sons of earth. | |
Wreathe the holly, twine the hay; | |
Christus natus hodie; | |
The Babe, The Son, the Holy One of Mary. | |
He is born to set us free, | |
He is born our Lord to be, | |
Ex Maria Virgine, | |
The God, the Lord, by all adored forever. | |
Let the bright red berries glow, | |
Every where in goodly show, | |
Christus natus hodie; | |
The Babe, the Son, the Holy One of Mary. | |
Christian men, rejoice and sing, | |
'Tis the birthday of a King | |
Ex Maria Virgine; | |
The God, the Lord, by all ador'd forever. | |
Sing out with bliss, | |
His name is this: Immanuel! | |
As twas foretold in days of old, | |
By Gabriel. | |
Christians, awake, salute the happy morn | |
Whereon the Savior of the world was born | |
Rise to adore the mystery of love | |
Which hosts of angels chanted from above | |
With them the joyful tidings first begun | |
Of God Incarnate and the Virgin's Son. | |
Then to the watchful shepherds it was told | |
Who heard the angelic herald's voice, "Behold, | |
I bring good tidings of a Savior's birth | |
To you and all the nations upon the earth | |
This day hath God fulfilled His promised Word | |
This day is born a Savior, Christ the Lord." | |
He spake and straightaway the celestial choir | |
In hymns of joy, unknown before, conspire | |
The praises of redeeming love they sang | |
And heaven's whole orb with alleluias rang | |
God's highest glory was their anthem still | |
Peace upon earth and unto men good will. | |
To Bethlehem straight the enlightened shepherds ran | |
To see the wonder God had wrought for man | |
And found, with Joseph and the blessed maid | |
Her Son, the Savior, in a manger laid | |
Then to their flocks, still praising God, return | |
And their glad hearts with holy rapture burn. | |
Oh, may we keep and ponder in our mind | |
God's wondrous love in saving lost mankind! | |
Trace we the Babe, who hath retrieved our loss | |
From His poor manger to His bitter cross | |
Tread in His steps, assisted by His grace | |
Till man's first heavenly state again takes place. | |
Then may we hope, the angelic hosts among | |
To sing, redeemed, a glad triumphal song | |
He that was born upon this joyful day | |
Around us all His glory shall display | |
Saved by His love, incessant we shall sing | |
Eternal praise to heaven's almighty King. | |
Everybody's singin' | |
All the bells are ringing out | |
And it's Christmas all over again | |
Yeah again. | |
Long-distance relatives | |
Haven't seen in a long, long time | |
Yeah, I kind of missed 'em | |
I just don't wanna kiss 'em, no | |
It's Christmas all over again | |
Yeah again. | |
And all over town | |
Little kids gonna get down | |
And Christmas is a rockin' time | |
Put your body next to mine | |
Underneath the mistletoe, we go | |
We go. | |
Everybody's singin' | |
All the bells are ringin' out | |
It's Christmas all over again | |
Yeah, again. | |
And right down our block | |
Little kids start to rock | |
And Christmas is a rockin' time | |
Put your body next to mine | |
Underneath the mistletoe, we go | |
We go. | |
May Christmas time come and find you | |
Happy and there by your fire | |
I hope you have a good one | |
I hope momma gets her shoppin' done | |
And it's Christmas all over again | |
Baby, it's Christmas all over again | |
Ah yeah | |
And it's Christmas all over again. | |
Now, let's see | |
I want a new Rickenbacker guitar | |
Two Fender Bassmans | |
Chuck Berry songbooks | |
And a xylophone. | |
Telling of a Child in a manger who is born | |
He is the King of kings. | |
King of glory, hope for our nations | |
Sent to earth to save and redeem | |
Prince of peace, behold and adore | |
The Son of God has come to set us free. | |
Celebrate and sing Hallelujah | |
Raise the banner, dance and rejoice | |
Celebrate the birth of Messiah | |
He's the King of King, the Lord of all. | |
Hosanna, hosanna, hosanna in the highest | |
Hosanna, hosanna, hosanna in the highest. | |
We sing, joy to the world, the Lord has come | |
Joy to the world, the Lord has come | |
Joy to the world, He is here forever and always. | |
Christmas angels sing all around us | |
All creation hears what they say | |
Bow before Him, come and behold | |
The Son of God born on Christmas day. | |
Joy to the world, the Lord has come. | |
Telling of a Child in a manger who is born | |
He is the King of kings. | |
King of glory, hope for our nations | |
Sent to earth to save and redeem | |
Prince of peace, behold and adore | |
The Son of God has come to set us free. | |
Celebrate and sing Hallelujah | |
Raise the banner, dance and rejoice | |
Celebrate the birth of Messiah | |
He's the King of King, the Lord of all. | |
Hosanna, hosanna, hosanna in the highest | |
Hosanna, hosanna, hosanna in the highest. | |
We sing, joy to the world, the Lord has come | |
Joy to the world, the Lord has come | |
Joy to the world, He is here forever and always. | |
Christmas angels sing all around us | |
All creation hears what they say | |
Bow before Him, come and behold | |
The Son of God born on Christmas day. | |
Joy to the world, the Lord has come. | |
She said, "You know the cotton crop hasn't been too good this year | |
There's no spending money, and well, at least we're all here | |
I hope you won't expect a lot of Christmas presents | |
Just be thankful that there is plenty to eat | |
That's a blessing that'll make things a little more pleasant". | |
And us kids got to thinking how really blessed we were | |
At least we were all healthy and best of all, we had her. | |
Roy cut down a pig apple tree | |
And we dragged it home, Jack and me | |
Daddy killed a squirrel and Louise made the bread | |
Reba decorated the tree with popcorn strings | |
Before we went to bed. | |
Mama and daddy sacrificed | |
Cause this Christmas was lean | |
But after all, there was the babies, Tom and Joanne | |
Babies need a few things. | |
I whittled a whistle for my brother Jack | |
And though we fought now and then | |
When I gave Jack that whistle | |
He knew I thought the world of him. | |
Mama made the girl's dresses out of flour sacks | |
And when she ironed them down | |
You couldn't tell that they hadn't come from town. | |
A sharecropper's family across the road | |
Didn't have it as good as us | |
They didn't even have a light and it was way past dusk. | |
And mama said, "Well, I bet they don't even have coal or beans to boil | |
A log, apples oranges and such". | |
Me and Jack took a jar of coal, and some hickor' nuts we'd found | |
We walked to the sharecropper's porch and set 'em down. | |
A poor old ragged lady eased open the door | |
She picked up the coal and hickor' nuts and said, | |
"I sure do thank ye", and quickly closed the door. | |
We started back home, me and Jack | |
And about halfway, we stopped and looked back | |
And in the sharecropper's window, at last was a light | |
So, for one of the neighbors and for us | |
It was a good Christmas night. | |
Christmas came and Christmas went | |
Christmas that year was heaven sent | |
Then daddy put on his gumboots | |
Waited for the thaw back home in Dyess, Arkansas. | |
The sleigh bells are ringing | |
And the carolers are singing | |
While the air raid sirens blare. | |
It's Christmas at ground zero | |
The button has been pressed | |
The radio just let us know | |
That this is not a test. | |
Everywhere the atom bombs are dropping | |
It's the end of all humanity | |
No more time for last-minute shopping | |
It's time to face your final destiny. | |
It's Christmas at ground zero | |
There's panic in the crowd | |
We can dodge debris while we trim the tree | |
Underneath the mushroom cloud. | |
Ronald Reagan: | |
Well, the big day is only a few hours away now | |
I'm sure you're all looking forward to it | |
As much as we are. | |
You might hear some reindeer on your rooftop | |
Or Jack Frost on your windowsill | |
But if someone's climbing down your chimney | |
You better load your gun and shoot to kill. | |
It's Christmas at ground zero | |
And if the radiation level is okay | |
I'll go out with you and see | |
All the new mutations on New Year's Day. | |
It's Christmas at ground zero | |
Just seconds left to go | |
I'll duck and cover with my Yuletide lover | |
Underneath the mistletoe. | |
It's Christmas at ground zero | |
Now the missiles are on their way | |
What a crazy fluke | |
We're gonna get nuked | |
On this jolly holiday. | |
What a crazy fluke | |
We're gonna get nuked | |
On this jolly holiday. | |
Bring out the old cheer | |
Ring in the new year | |
And get that Christmas feeling. | |
I wish you joy that never ends | |
Happy times with all your friends | |
Come on and hold my hips a little longer | |
As we do the Christmas Conga. | |
Bonga, bonga, bonga, bonga | |
Do the Christmas Conga | |
Bonga, bonga, bonga, bonga | |
Do the Christmas Conga. | |
The old white tree still looks good | |
And Grandma's angels got me thinking | |
String up the new lights | |
Brighten the cold nights | |
And get those baubles blinking. | |
I wish you joy that never ends | |
Happy times with all your friends | |
Come on and hold my hips a little longer | |
As we do the Christmas Conga. | |
Bonga, bonga, bonga, bonga | |
Do the Christmas Conga | |
Bonga, bonga, bonga, bonga | |
Do the Christmas Conga. | |
And then we'll put on party hats | |
As the year comes to a conclusion | |
Turn on the yule log | |
Spike up the egg nog | |
And break those resolutions. | |
I wish you joy that never ends | |
Happy times with all your friends | |
Come on and hold my hips a little longer | |
As we do the Christmas Conga. | |
Bonga, bonga, bonga, bonga | |
Do the Christmas Conga | |
Bonga, bonga, bonga, bonga | |
Do the Christmas Conga. | |
I wish you joy that never ends | |
Happy times with all your friends | |
Come on and hold my hips a little longer | |
As we do the Christmas Conga. | |
Bonga, bonga, bonga, bonga | |
Do the Christmas Conga | |
Bonga, bonga, bonga, bonga | |
Do the Christmas Conga. | |
And Christmas tree, happiness. | |
Christmas Day is all that it should be | |
Lights and carols and holly | |
And all kinds of loveliness. | |
Christmas bells ringing out | |
Goodwill to men and peace on earth | |
Everything they taught you | |
When you were a child | |
The things a Child | |
Once taught the world. | |
If Christmas day is really in your heart | |
You don't have to save up | |
All your love to give once a year | |
Learn to give, try to live | |
Each day like Christmas Day. | |
Christmas bells ringing out | |
Goodwill to men and peace on earth | |
Everything they taught you | |
When you were a child | |
The things a Child | |
Once taught the world. | |
If Christmas day is really in your heart | |
You don't have to save up | |
All your love to give once a year | |
Learn to give, try to live | |
Each day like Christmas Day. | |
On a snow blue winter's day. | |
He asked to drink by our fire | |
And I was pleased to let him stay | |
He drank there quietly for a while. | |
Then he turned and said to me | |
"Your eyes are green like summer grass | |
Your lips are red like a fresh cut rose | |
Your hair is soft like an Irish stream | |
And your voice is filled with sweet beauty". | |
And the last words I heard him say | |
Were, "I shall return for you my love | |
On Christmas Day". | |
The night will come, but I won't sleep | |
As I watch the stars that lead him | |
I cannot place where he is | |
But still my heart goes with him. | |
I'm savin' all my Sunday clothes | |
For the day that I'll be leavin' | |
Father knows, my sister knows | |
And my friends, they're happy for me | |
And the priest he says | |
"You should thank God | |
For the blessing of such beauty". | |
And the last words I heard him say | |
Were, "I shall return, for you, my love | |
On Christmas day". | |
"I shall return for you, my love | |
On Christmas day". | |
And the last words I heard him say | |
Were the last words I ever heard him say | |
"I shall return for you, my love | |
On Christmas day". | |
"I swear, I will return | |
On Christmas day | |
And yes, I shall return | |
On Christmas day". | |
"I shall return for you | |
On Christmas day | |
My love, I will return | |
On Christmas day". | |
"I shall return, my love | |
On Christmas day | |
On Christmas day". | |
And it came to pass on a Christmas evening | |
While all the doors were shuttered tight | |
Outside standing, lonely boy child | |
Cold and shivering in the night. | |
On the street, every window | |
Save but one, was gleaming bright | |
And to this window walked the boy child | |
Peeking in saw, candle light. | |
Through other windows he had looked at turkeys | |
Ducks and geese, cherry pies | |
But through this window saw a gray haired lady | |
Table bare and tears in her eyes. | |
Into his coat reached the boy child | |
Knowing well there was little there | |
He took from his pocket | |
His own Christmas dinner | |
A bit of cheese, some bread to share. | |
His outstretched hands | |
Held the food and they trembled | |
As the door, it opened wide | |
Said he, "Would you share with me Christmas dinner?" | |
Gently said she, "Come inside". | |
The gray haired lady brought forth to the table | |
Glasses two and her last drop of wine | |
Said she, "Here's a toast to everyone's Christmas | |
And especially yours and mine". | |
And it came to pass on that Christmas evening | |
While all the doors were shuttered tight | |
That in that town, the happiest Christmas | |
Was shared by candle light. | |
All I need is a little snow | |
Starts me off, sets the theme | |
Helps me dream my Christmas dream | |
Every year I dream it | |
Hoping things will change | |
An end to the crying, the shouting, the dying | |
And I hope you will dream it too | |
It's Christmas, remember? | |
We've got to remember! | |
So, light the light, I'm home tonight | |
I need you to warm me, to calm me, to love me | |
To help me to dream my Christmas dream! | |
Crazy things, said n'done | |
Every single day but one | |
Every night should I believe | |
Be the same as Christmas Eve? | |
Nights should all be silent | |
Days should all slow down | |
An end to the hurry, the noise and the worry | |
And I hope you believe that too | |
It's Christmas, remember? | |
Does no one remember? | |
The whole world needs | |
A Christmas dream | |
We need it to warm us, to calm us, to love us | |
To help us to dream our Christmas dream! | |
The whole world needs a Christmas dream | |
We need it to warm us, to calm us, to love us | |
We need it to warm us, to calm us, to love us | |
We need it to warm us, to calm us, to love us | |
We need it to warm us, to calm us, to love us | |
To help us to dream our Christmas dream. | |
No sign of snow around; | |
And yet I go around hearing | |
Jingle bells ringing | |
In my ear. | |
Your promise must be the reason | |
The happy season | |
Is here; | |
So, I'm doing my Christmas dreaming | |
A little early | |
This year. | |
Your promise must be the reason | |
The happy season | |
Is here; | |
So, I'm doing my Christmas dreaming | |
A little early | |
This year. | |
And in my heart there is no doubt | |
That this is going to be | |
The brightest holiday | |
'Cause here you are with me | |
Baby, baby, I can't wait. | |
Ooooh yeah yeah yeah! | |
To spend this special time of year | |
With someone who makes me feel | |
The special way that you do. | |
Ooooh yeah yeah yeah! | |
Walking with you in a winter's snow | |
Kissing underneath the mistletoe | |
People smiling everywhere we go | |
It's Christmas Eve | |
And they can see we're in love. | |
Ooh, you make the season bright | |
With the lights reflecting in your eyes | |
All my dreams are coming true tonight | |
It's Christmas Eve | |
And I can see we're in love. | |
We'll stay up late tonight | |
Decorate the tree | |
Just look into my eyes | |
And I will tell you truthfully | |
That I don't need no Santa Claus | |
To hear my Christmas wish | |
I got you in my arms | |
And what could be a better gift | |
Than to spend my very favorite time of year | |
With the one I really love, so near. | |
Ooooh yeah yeah yeah! | |
Walking with you in a winter's snow | |
Kissing underneath the mistletoe | |
People smiling everywhere we go | |
It's Christmas Eve | |
And they can see we're in love. | |
Oooh! | |
Ooh, you make the season bright | |
With the lights reflecting in your eyes | |
All my dreams are coming true tonight | |
It's Christmas Eve | |
And I can see we're in love. | |
And the bells are ringing | |
When I hear you say | |
"We'll do it all again | |
On Christmas Day" | |
I can't wait! | |
Walking with you in a winter's snow | |
Kissing underneath the mistletoe | |
People smiling everywhere we go | |
It's Christmas Eve | |
And they can see we're in love. | |
Ooh, you make the season bright | |
With the lights reflecting in your eyes | |
All my dreams are coming true tonight | |
It's Christmas Eve | |
And I can see we're in love. | |
Walking with you in a winter's snow | |
Kissing underneath the mistletoe | |
People smiling everywhere we go | |
It's Christmas Eve | |
And they can see we're in love. | |
Ooh, you make the season bright | |
With the lights reflecting in your eyes | |
All my dreams are coming true tonight | |
It's Christmas Eve | |
And I can see we're in love. | |
I stuck my hands down deep inside my coat | |
I think of years ago | |
And half remembered Christmas trees | |
And faces that still warm me with their glow. | |
The cold and empty evening | |
Hangs around me like a ghost | |
I listen to my footsteps in the snow | |
The sound of one man walkin' through the snow | |
Can break your heart | |
But stopping doesn't help, so on I'll go. | |
And Christmas eve can kill you | |
When you're trying to hitch a ride to anywhere. | |
The icy air I'm breathin' | |
Is all that keeps me on my feet | |
I feel like I've been walking all my life | |
A car goes running by | |
The man don't even turn his head | |
Guess he's busy being Santa Claus tonight. | |
The saddest part of all | |
Is knowing if I switched with him | |
I'd leave him stumblin' ragged by the road | |
I'd ride that highway to the arms of my sweet family | |
And forget about the stranger in the cold. | |
And Christmas eve can kill you | |
When you're trying to hitch a ride to anywhere. | |
And as I walk I'm singin' to myself | |
Oh silent night | |
Hoping I can save those other souls | |
Oh, God forgive the man | |
Who drives right by the other man | |
Have pity on the stranger in the cold. | |
'Cause Christmas Eve can kill you | |
When you're trying to hitch a ride to anywhere. | |
All of the good gifts given today | |
Ours is the sky and the wide open range. | |
Back in the cities, they have different ways | |
Football and eggnog and Christmas parades | |
I'll take the saddle, I'll take the reins | |
It's Christmas for cowboys and wide open plains. | |
A campfire for warmth as we stop for the night | |
The stars overhead are the Christmas tree lights | |
The wind sings a hymn as we bow down to pray | |
It's Christmas for cowboys and the wide open plains. | |
Tall in the saddle we spend Christmas Day | |
Driving the cattle on the snow-covered plains. | |
So many gifts have been opened today | |
Ours is the sky and the wide open range. | |
It's Christmas for cowboys and wide open plains. | |
And they found his shop so meager and mean | |
Made gay with a thousand boughs of green. | |
And Conrad was sitting with face a-shine | |
When he suddenly stopped as he stitched a twine | |
And he said, "Old friends, at dawn today | |
When the cock was crowing the night away | |
The Lord appeared in a dream to me | |
And said, 'I am coming your guest to be.' | |
"So I've been busy with feet astir | |
Strewing my shop with branches of fir | |
The table is spread and the kettle is shined | |
And over the rafters the holly is twined." | |
"And now I will wait for my Lord to appear | |
And listen closely so I will hear | |
His step as He nears my humble place | |
And I open the door and look on His face." | |
So his friends went home and left Conrad alone | |
For this was the happiest day he had known | |
For, long since, his family had passed away | |
And Conrad had spent many a sad Christmas day. | |
But he knew with the Lord as his Christmas guest | |
This Christmas would be the dearest and best | |
So he listened with only joy in his heart | |
And with every sound he would rise with a start | |
And look for the Lord to be at his door | |
Like the vision he had a few hours before. | |
So, he ran to the window after hearing a sound | |
But all that he could see on the snow-covered ground | |
Was a shabby beggar whose shoes were torn | |
And all of his clothes were ragged and worn. | |
But Conrad was touched and went to the door | |
And he said, "Your feet must be frozen and sore | |
I have some shoes in my shop for you | |
And a coat that will keep you warmer, too." | |
So with grateful heart the man went away | |
But Conrad noticed the time of day | |
He wondered what made the Lord so late | |
And how much longer he'd have to wait. | |
When he heard a knock and ran to the door | |
But it was only a stranger once more | |
A bent, old lady with a shawl of black | |
With a bundle of kindling piled on her back. | |
She asked for only a place to rest | |
But that was reserved for Conrad's Great Guest | |
But her voice seemed to plead, "Don't send me away | |
Let me rest for awhile on Christmas day." | |
So Conrad brewed her a steaming cup | |
And told her to sit at the table and sup | |
But after she left he was filled with dismay | |
For he saw that the hours were slipping away | |
And the Lord had not come as He said He would | |
And Conrad felt sure he had misunderstood. | |
When out of the stillness he heard a cry | |
"Please help me and tell me where am I." | |
So again he opened his friendly door | |
And stood disappointed as twice before | |
It was only a child who had wandered away | |
And was lost from her family on Christmas Day. | |
Again Conrad's heart was heavy and sad | |
But he knew he should make the little girl glad | |
So he called her in and wiped her tears | |
And quieted all her childish fears. | |
Then he led her back to her home once more | |
But as he entered his own darkened door | |
He knew that the Lord was not coming today | |
For the hours of Christmas had passed away. | |
So he went to his room and knelt down to pray | |
And he said, "Dear Lord, why did you delay | |
What kept You from coming to call on me? | |
For I wanted so much Your face to see." | |
When soft in the silence a voice he heard | |
"Lift up your head for I kept My word | |
Three times My shadow crossed your floor | |
Three times I came to your lowly door. | |
For I was the beggar with bruised, cold feet | |
I was the woman you gave something to eat | |
And I was the child on the homeless street. | |
Three times I knocked and three times I came in | |
And each time I found the warmth of a friend | |
Of all the gifts, love is the best | |
I was honored to be your Christmas Guest." | |
By now in New York City | |
There's snow on the ground | |
And out in California | |
The sunshines' falling down | |
And maybe down in Memphis | |
Graceland's all in lights | |
And in Atlanta, Georgia | |
There's peace on Earth tonight. | |
Christmas in Dixie, its snowing in the pines | |
Merry Christmas from Dixie to everyone tonight. | |
Its windy in Chicago | |
The kids are out of school; | |
There's magic in Motown | |
The city's on the move. | |
In Jackson, Mississippi to Charlotte, Caroline. | |
And all across the Nation, its a peaceful Christmas time. | |
Christmas in Dixie, its snowing in the pines | |
Merry Christmas from Dixie, to everyone tonight. | |
And from Fort Payne, Alabama | |
Merry Christmas tonight. | |
I approached very slowly with my heart full of fear | |
Looked at his dog, oh my God, an ill reindeer | |
But then I was willin' because the man had a beard | |
And a bag full of goodies, 12 o'clock had neared | |
So, I turned my head a second and the man had gone | |
But he must have dropped his wallet smack down on the lawn. | |
I picked the wallet up, then I took a pause | |
Took out the license and it cold said "Santa Claus" | |
A million dollars in it, cold hundreds of G's | |
Enough to buy a boat and matching car with ease | |
But I'd never steal from Santa, cause that ain't right | |
So I was going home to mail it back to him that night | |
But when I got home I bugged, cause under the tree | |
Was a letter from Santa and the dough's for me. | |
It's Christmas time in Hollis Queens | |
Mom's cooking chicken and collard greens | |
Rice and stuffin', macaroni and cheese | |
And Santa put gifts under Christmas trees | |
Decorate the house with lights at night | |
Snow's on the ground, snow white so bright | |
In the fireplace is the yule log | |
Beneath the mistletoe as we drink eggnog | |
The rhymes that you hear are the rhymes of Darryl's | |
But each and every year we bust Christmas carols. | |
Rhymes so loud and proud you hear it | |
It's Christmas time and we got the spirit | |
Jack Frost chillin', the orchids out | |
And that's what Christmas is all about | |
The time is now, the place is here | |
And the whole wide world is filled with cheer. | |
My name's D.M.C. with the mike in my hand | |
And I'm chilling and coolin' just like a snowman | |
So open your eyes, lend us an ear | |
We want to say Merry Christmas and Happy New Year! | |
Santa's back up in the hood | |
So meet me under the mistletoe | |
Lets fuck! | |
It's Chanukah in Inglewood | |
The dreidel's spinning in the hood | |
So meet me by the menorah | |
Lets get drunk. | |
Ho ho ho! | |
Merry Christmas | |
Chorus: | |
It's Christmas in Hollywood | |
Santa's back up in the hood | |
So meet me under the mistletoe | |
Lets fuck! | |
It's Chanukah in Inglewood | |
The driedel's spinning in the hood | |
So meet me by the menorah | |
Lets get drunk. | |
Ju Ju Ju Just a little story about last Christmas | |
About some bad kids who were full of wishes | |
We gave some gifts and then we gave some lovin' | |
The weird kind of love, that you give to your cousin | |
Little Timmy stole from 7-11 | |
So, we stopped by his house with a pair of sevens | |
We drank in his room with some dude named Kevin | |
But, there was still some bad kids who deserved some presents | |
Zack got caught with a bottle of Jack | |
So we slipped down his chimney with an 18 pack | |
He didn't leave cookies but we needed a snack | |
So, we took the beer back and I fucked him in the ass!!! | |
It's Charlie Scene, got eggnog in my flask | |
The holidays are back and all my presents are wrapped | |
Like Oh My God! Is that Saint Nick? | |
Kids give me your list, like it's the 25th | |
Been accused of being a bad kid | |
But I get presents as it is | |
Cause Mrs.Claus just MySpace'd me | |
I blew off a date on Christmas eve | |
So, I don't give a fuck if you're naughty or nice | |
You might still get a Rolly and a gang on ice | |
So write your list and never have no fear | |
Have a Hollywood Christmas | |
And an Undead New Year!!!! | |
Fuck Yeah!! | |
Watch your language | |
Ho ho ho | |
'Bout to serve it up for all you boys and girls | |
Good kids, bad and even Da Kurlzz | |
We were chillin' at home and deckin' the halls | |
So I checked my phone and Santa had called | |
He said he'd swing by at a quarter to twelve | |
He said that his jolly ass needed some help | |
He said, "Christmas ain't a gang but a way of life | |
If you guide my sleigh, I'll let you fuck my wife." | |
So we jumped in his sleigh and it started to jingle | |
Funnier than fuck, you can ask Kris Kringle | |
So we all took flight but something was fishy | |
He asked for road head and started to kiss me | |
Underneath his suit was just a bunch of pillows | |
Instead of bags of presents, he had bags of dildos | |
I pulled down his beard and it was a monster | |
It wasn't Saint Nick it was a fuckin' imposter. | |
When we found out, he started to pout | |
I took my bandana and I choked him out | |
I pulled off his beard and I fucked his mouth | |
Hijacked his sleigh and headed down south | |
I had a lot of wild nights, but tonight was the craziest | |
Met a lot of Jeffs, but this one was the shadiest | |
When it comes to cheer, that motherfucker's a grinch | |
So, if you don't like Christmas, fuck you bitch!!! | |
You kids are in big trouble | |
Oh boy | |
Ho ho! | |
Looks like Santa had a little too much eggnog. | |
Chorus: | |
It's Christmas in Hollywood | |
Santa's back up in the hood | |
So meet me under the mistletoe | |
Lets fuck! | |
It's Chanukah in Inglewood | |
The dreidel's spinning in the hood | |
So meet me by the menorah | |
Lets get drunk. | |
Lets get drunk | |
Ho ho yeah. | |
Lets get drunk. | |
Chorus: | |
It's Christmas in Hollywood | |
Santa's back up in the hood | |
So meet me under the mistletoe | |
Lets fuck! | |
It's Chanukah in Inglewood | |
The dreidel's spinning in the hood | |
So meet me by the menorah | |
Lets get drunk | |
Lets get drunk. | |
Chorus: | |
It's Christmas in Hollywood | |
Santa's back up in the hood | |
So meet me under the mistletoe | |
Lets fuck! | |
It's Chanukah in Inglewood | |
The driedel's spinning in the hood | |
So meet me by the menorah | |
Lets get drunk. | |
Had a little too much to drink | |
Ain't got no bail | |
Ain't got no bail | |
And spendin' New Year's Eve in the clink. | |
I was in the wrong lane | |
Feelin' no pain | |
Zoomed my car to seventy-five | |
Ran right into | |
You can guess who | |
And say I'm lucky to be alive. | |
Merry Christmas! | |
Happy New Year! | |
They're singin' down the street | |
While everybody's havin' Christmas turkey | |
They give me bread and water to eat. | |
Christmas in jail | |
Christmas in jail | |
Wore my shoes out pacin' the floor | |
Got rocks in my head | |
I wish I was dead | |
Ain't gonna drink and drive no more. | |
Merry Christmas! | |
Happy New Year! | |
They're singin' down the street | |
While everybody's havin' Christmas turkey | |
They give me bread and water to eat. | |
Christmas in jail | |
Christmas in jail | |
Wore my shoes out pacin' the floor | |
Got rocks in my head | |
I wish I was dead | |
Ain't gonna drink and drive no more | |
Ain't gonna drink and drive no more | |
Ain't gonna drink and drive no more. | |
Merry Christmas! | |
Hic! Hic! Hic! | |
Christmas in Jamaica | |
Here we come | |
We'll just sail on | |
Just sail. | |
Lovers frolickin' | |
Playin' in the sand | |
Got my Coppertone | |
Getting on my tan. | |
Exotic setting | |
For a lady | |
And her man | |
A perfect little holiday | |
Sounds like a plan. | |
We can stay in bed all afternoon | |
We can make out to some cool Reggae tunes | |
We can sail under the light of the moon | |
Wish we could freeze this moment | |
Then it wouldn't end so soon. | |
We'll be having fun | |
Under the golden sun | |
Christmas in Jamaica | |
Here we come | |
We'll just sail on | |
Just sail. | |
Unplug the phones, y'all | |
Don't need no calls | |
No callin' home | |
Take a break from it all. | |
'Cause we both grown | |
And we can do whatever, see? | |
Baby, it's just you and me | |
Let's live out a fantasy. | |
Hiking in the mountains, romantic rendezvous | |
Bathing in the fountains, stop; let me look at you | |
Just in case you're doubtin', let me paint a view | |
Picture you're in heaven, everything is true. | |
We'll be having fun | |
Under the golden sun | |
Christmas in Jamaica | |
Here we come | |
We'll just sail on | |
Just sail. | |
The holly green, the ivy green | |
The prettiest picture you've ever seen | |
Is Christmas in Killarney | |
With all of the folks at home. | |
It's nice, you know, to kiss your beau | |
While cuddling under the mistletoe | |
And Santa Claus you know, of course | |
Is one of the boys from home. | |
The door is always open | |
The neighbors pay a call | |
And Father John before he's gone | |
Will bless the house and all. | |
How grand it feels to click your heels | |
And join in the fun of the jigs and reels | |
I'm handing you no blarney | |
The likes you've never known | |
Is Christmas in Killarney | |
With all of the folks at home. | |
I tried to hide my feelings | |
To keep myself controlled | |
But somehow I can't deny What's deep inside my soul. | |
I've been always on the run | |
So many different places, having fun | |
But like a river always knows just where to flow | |
Now that December comes, I feel like coming home. | |
It's Christmas in my heart | |
When I'm with you | |
No matter where we are or what we do. | |
Tomorrow may be gray | |
We may be torn apart | |
But if you stay tonight | |
It's Christmas in my heart. | |
I don't know how to stay alive | |
Without your touch, without you by my side | |
Just like the desert's always waiting for the rain | |
Oh baby, I wish the holy night would come again. | |
It's Christmas in my heart | |
When I'm with you | |
No matter where we are or what we do. | |
Everywhere I go and everyone I know | |
Is making lots of wishes for old Santa Claus | |
But all I really need tonight | |
Is for you to come and hold me tight | |
What is Christmas without you here by my side | |
I need you tonight. | |
I remember the child in the manger | |
As he sleeps. | |
Wherever there are people | |
Giving gifts, exchanging cards | |
I believe that Christmas | |
Is truly in our hearts. | |
Let's light our Christmas trees | |
For a bright tomorrow | |
Where nations are at peace | |
And all are one in God. | |
Chorus: | |
Let's sing Merry Christmas | |
And a happy holiday | |
This season may we never forget | |
The love we have for Jesus | |
Let him be the one to guide us | |
As another new year starts | |
And may the spirit of Christmas | |
Be always in our hearts. | |
In every prayer and every song | |
The community unites | |
Celebrating the birth of our savior | |
Jesus Christ. | |
Let love like that starlight | |
On that first Christmas morn | |
Lead us back to the manger | |
Where Christ the child was born. | |
So, come let us rejoice | |
Come and sing the Christmas carols | |
With one big joyful voice | |
Proclaim the name of the Lord. | |
Chorus: | |
Let's sing Merry Christmas | |
And a happy holiday | |
This season may we never forget | |
The love we have for Jesus | |
Let him be the one to guide us | |
As another new year starts | |
And may the spirit of Christmas | |
Be always in our hearts. | |
Chorus: | |
Let's sing Merry Christmas | |
And a happy holiday | |
This season may we never forget | |
The love we have for Jesus | |
Let him be the one to guide us | |
As another new year starts | |
And may the spirit of Christmas | |
Be always in our hearts. | |
We had turkey and pistols | |
Carved out of wood. | |
And I dream of her always | |
Even when I don't dream | |
Her name's on my tongue | |
And her blood in my stream. | |
Wait a while | |
Eternity | |
Old Mother Nature's | |
Got nothing on me | |
Come to me | |
Run to me | |
Come to me now | |
We're rolling | |
My sweetheart | |
We're flowing | |
By God! | |
She reminds me of a chess game | |
With someone I admire | |
Or a picnic in the rain | |
After a prairie fire. | |
Her heart is as big | |
As this whole goddamn jail | |
She's sweeter than saccharine | |
At a drug store sale. | |
Wait a while | |
Wait a while | |
Eternity | |
Old Mother Nature's | |
Got nothing on me | |
Come to me | |
Run to me | |
Come to me now | |
We're rolling | |
My sweetheart | |
We're flowing | |
By God! | |
The searchlight in the big yard | |
Goes round with the gun | |
And spotlights the snowflakes | |
Like dust in the sun. | |
It's Christmas in prison | |
And there'll be music tonight | |
I'll probably get homesick | |
I love you | |
Goodnight. | |
Wait a while | |
Eternity | |
Old Mother Nature's | |
Got nothing on me | |
Come to me | |
Run to me | |
Come to me now | |
We're rolling | |
My sweetheart | |
We're flowing | |
By God! | |
When it's Christmas time in Texas | |
It's a very special time for me | |
In Texas we'll be swingin' 'round the Christmas tree | |
Dancin' to a Christmas melody. | |
When it's Christmas time in Texas | |
It might look just like a Summer day | |
There may not be snow in San Antonio | |
But it's a Texas Christmas to me. | |
When Santa crosses over the border | |
He'll sound a little diff'rent when he sings | |
He'll hear those twin fiddles playin' | |
Christmas songs with a touch of western swing | |
There may not be snow in San Antonio | |
But it's a Texas Christmas to me. | |
When it's Christmas time in Texas | |
I love to hear those Christmas carolers sing | |
People on the go, children's faces all aglow | |
Wond'rin' what Santa's gonna bring. | |
Grandpa's been chasin' Grandma around | |
Tryin' to catch her 'neath the mistletoe | |
Everything is right, the Lone Star's shinin' bright | |
And it's a Texas Christmas to me. | |
When Santa crosses over the border | |
He'll sound a little diff'rent when he sings | |
He'll hear those twin fiddles playin' | |
Christmas songs with a touch of western swing | |
There may not be snow in San Antonio | |
But it's a Texas Christmas to me. | |
And we're wishing you all a Merry Christmas | |
Merry Christmas from Texas and me. | |
Christmas is a time to love. | |
Christmas is a time | |
Christmas is a time | |
Christmas is a time to love. | |
Christmas is a time | |
Christmas is a time | |
Christmas is a time to love. | |
Christmas is a time | |
Christmas is a time | |
Christmas is a time to love. | |
We often start to worry | |
And people get upset | |
If things don't go alright on Christmas day. | |
What we should remember | |
In all the push and shove | |
Is Christmas is a time to love. | |
Christmas is a time | |
Christmas is a time | |
Christmas is a time to love. | |
Christmas is a time | |
Christmas is a time | |
Christmas is a time to love. | |
Maybe things don't sound right | |
Or look the way they should | |
And maybe they're not perfectly in tune. | |
It really doesn't matter | |
Lets keep our eyes above | |
Cos' Christmas is a time to love. | |
Christmas is a time | |
Christmas is a time | |
Christmas is a time to love. | |
Christmas is a time | |
Christmas is a time | |
Christmas is a time to love. | |
Christmas is a time | |
Christmas is a time | |
Christmas is a time to love. | |
Christmas is a time | |
Christmas is a time | |
Christmas is a time to love. | |
Christmas is coming | |
The geese are getting fat | |
Please put a penny | |
In the old man's hat. | |
If you haven't got a penny | |
A ha'penny will do | |
If you haven't got a ha'penny | |
Then God bless you. | |
Christmas day is coming | |
Lights are on the tree | |
Hang up your stocking | |
For Santa Claus to see. | |
If you you haven't got a stocking | |
A little sock will do | |
If you haven't got a little sock | |
Then God bless you! | |
Christmas day is coming | |
The season of good cheer, | |
Let's all sing a carol | |
For the brand-new year! | |
If you haven't got a carol | |
A jolly song will do | |
If you haven't got a jolly song | |
Then God bless you! | |
Time for merry fun | |
Yum tum tum hey! | |
Come on an cheer | |
Don't forget tell everyone | |
Sing with Bearforce One | |
Ting ting hurray! | |
Just hear those sleigh bells jingling | |
Ring tingling too | |
Come on it's lovely weather | |
For a sleigh ride | |
Together with you | |
Outside the snow is falling | |
And friends are calling "yoo hoo" | |
Come on it's lovely weather | |
For a sleigh ride | |
Together with you. | |
You better watch out | |
You better not cry | |
You better not pout | |
I'm tellin' you why | |
Santa Claus is coming to town. | |
Sleigh bells ring | |
Are you listenin'? | |
In the lane | |
Snow is glistenin' | |
A beautiful sight | |
We're happy tonight | |
Walkin' in a winter wonderland. | |
Gone away | |
Is the blue bird | |
Here to stay is the new bird | |
He sings a love song | |
As we go along | |
Walkin' in a winter wonderland. | |
We wish you a merry Christmas | |
We wish you a merry Christmas | |
We wish you a hairy Christmas | |
And a happy | |
Such a happy | |
New year! | |
Christmas is here | |
And it's only just begun | |
Time for merry fun | |
Yum tum tum hey! | |
Come on and cheer | |
Don't forget tell everyone | |
Sing with Bearforce One | |
Ting-ting hurray! | |
Have a merry ding dong day! | |
Better write all your letters to Santa | |
There's shopping and wrapping to do | |
I bet you'll never believe it | |
When you see what I got you | |
You're gonna love it. | |
Christmas is just around the corner | |
Candles are glowing everywhere | |
Can't wait until that night | |
Reindeer appear | |
Christmas | |
And it's just about here. | |
Christmas | |
(Christmas) | |
Is just around the corner | |
(Is just around the corner) | |
Christmas | |
(Christmas) | |
You feel it in the air | |
(You feel it in the air) | |
All the trees are surrounded with presents | |
The stockings are fillin' up too | |
I bet you'll never believe it | |
When you see what I got you. | |
What did you get me? | |
Christmas | |
(Christmas) | |
Is just around the corner | |
(Is just around the corner) | |
Sleigh bells | |
(Sleigh bells) | |
Are ringing in the square | |
(Are ringing in the square) | |
Too bad December comes | |
Just once a year | |
Christmas | |
(Christmas) | |
Time to trim the tree | |
Christmas | |
(Christmas) | |
Can it really be? | |
Christmas | |
(Christmas) | |
Yes, its finally here | |
We've been waiting all year | |
And it's finally here | |
Yes, it's finally here | |
Ooohhhhh | |
It's finally here | |
Christmas! | |
Christmas is the time to say "I love you" | |
And a feeling that will last all through the year. | |
On the corner, carolers are singing | |
There's a touch of magic in the air | |
From grownup to minor, no one could be finer | |
Times are hard but no one seems to care. | |
Christmas Eve and all the world is watching | |
Santa guides his reindeer through the dark | |
From rooftop to chimney, from Harlem to Bimini | |
They will find a way into your heart. | |
Christmas is the time to say "I love you" | |
Share the joys of laughter and good cheer | |
Christmas is the time to say "I love you" | |
And a feeling that will last all through the year. | |
Just outside the window, snow is falling | |
But here beside the fire, we share the glow | |
Of moonlight and brandy, sweet talk and candy | |
Sentiments that everyone should know. | |
Memories of the year that lays behind us | |
Wishes for the year that's yet to come | |
And it stands to reason, that good friends in season | |
Make you feel that life has just begun. | |
Christmas is the time to say "I love you" | |
Share the joys of laughter and good cheer | |
Christmas is the time to say "I love you" | |
And a feeling that will last all through the year. | |
So, when spirits grow lighter | |
And hopes are shining brighter | |
Then you know that | |
Christmas time is here. | |
Download this MIDI | |
Let's get away from sleigh bells, let's get away from snow | |
Let's make a break some Christmas, Dear, I know the place to go | |
How'd ya like to spend Christmas on Christmas Island? | |
How'd ya like to spend the holiday away across the sea? | |
How'd ya like to spend Christmas on Christmas Island? | |
How'd ya like to hang a stocking on a great big coconut tree? | |
How'd ya like to stay up late, like the islanders do? | |
Wait for Santa to sail in with your presents in a canoe? | |
If you ever spend Christmas on Christmas Island | |
You will never stray, for everyday | |
Your Christmas dreams come true. | |
How'd ya like to stay up late like the islanders do? | |
Wait for Santa to sail in with your presents in a canoe? | |
If you ever spend Christmas on Christmas Island | |
You will never stray, for everyday | |
Your Christmas dreams come true | |
On Christmas Island your dreams come true. | |
Got all kinds of poison in | |
Poison in my blood. | |
I took my feet | |
To Oxford Street | |
Trying to right a wrong | |
Just walk away | |
Those windows say | |
But I can't believe she's gone. | |
When you're still waiting for the snow to fall | |
Doesn't really feel like Christmas at all. | |
Up above candles on air flicker | |
Oh they flicker and they float | |
But I'm up here holding on | |
To all those chandeliers of hope. | |
Like some drunken Elvis singing | |
I go singing out of tune | |
Saying how I always loved you darling | |
And I always will. | |
Oh when you're still waiting for the snow to fall | |
Doesn't really feel like Christmas at all. | |
Still waiting for the snow to fall | |
It doesn't really feel like Christmas at all. | |
Those Christmas lights | |
Light up the street | |
Down where the sea and city meet | |
May all your troubles soon be gone | |
Oh Christmas lights keep shining on. | |
Those Christmas lights | |
Light up the street | |
Maybe they'll bring her back to me | |
Then all my troubles will be gone | |
Oh Christmas lights keep shining on. | |
Oh Christmas lights | |
Light up the street | |
Light up the fireworks in me | |
May all your troubles soon be gone | |
Those Christmas lights keep shining on. | |
Would you still wanna kiss without mistletoe | |
What would happen if God never let it snow | |
What would happen if Christmas carols told a lie | |
Tell me what would you find? | |
You'd see that today holds something special | |
Something holy, not superficial | |
So here's to the birthday boy who saved our lives | |
It's something we all try to ignore | |
And put a wreath up on your door | |
So, here's something you should know that is for sure | |
Christmas must be something more. | |
What if angels did not pay attention | |
To all the things that we wished they would always do | |
What if happiness came in a cardboard box | |
Then I think there is something we all forgot | |
What would happen if presents all went away | |
Tell me what would you find? | |
You'd see that today holds something special | |
Something holy, not superficial | |
So here's to the birthday boy who saved our lives | |
It's something we all try to ignore | |
And put a wreath up on your door | |
So, here's something you should know that is for sure | |
Christmas must be something more. | |
We get so caught up in all of it | |
Business and relationships | |
Hundred mile an hour lives | |
And it's this time of year | |
And everybody's here | |
It seems the last thing on your mind. | |
Is that the day holds something special | |
Something holy, not superficial | |
So here's to Jesus Christ who saved our lives | |
It's something we all try to ignore | |
And put a wreath up on your door | |
But here's something you should know that is for sure | |
Christmas must be something | |
Christmas must be something | |
Christmas must be something more. | |
There's gotta be more | |
There's gotta be more. | |
The wheels start turning, torches start burning | |
And the whole wise men journey from the east. | |
How a little baby boy bring the people so much joy? | |
Son of a carpenter, Mary carried the light | |
This must be Christmas, must be tonight. | |
A shepherd on the hillside, where over my flock I bide | |
On a cold winter night, a band of angels sing | |
In a dream I heard a voice say, "Fear not, come rejoice | |
It's the end of the beginning, praise the new born King". | |
How a little baby boy bring the people so much joy? | |
Son of a carpenter, Mary carried the light | |
This must be Christmas, must be tonight. | |
I saw it with my own eyes, written up in the skies | |
But why a simple herdsmen such as I? | |
And then it came to pass, He was born at last | |
Right below the star that shines on high. | |
How a little baby boy bring the people so much joy | |
Son of a carpenter, Mary carried the light | |
This must be Christmas, must be tonight. | |
Son of a carpenter, Mary carried the light | |
This must be Christmas, must be tonight. | |
Be tonight, be tonight | |
Be tonight, be tonight | |
Be tonight, be tonight. | |
Three wise men seeking truth, they traveled from afar | |
Hoping to find the Child from Heaven | |
Falling on their knees | |
They bow before the humble Prince of peace. | |
We bring an offering of worship to our King | |
No one on earth deserves the praises that we sing | |
Jesus, may You receive the honor that You're due | |
O Lord, I bring an offering to You. | |
The sun cannot compare to the glory of Your love | |
There is no shadow in Your presence | |
No mortal man would dare to stand before Your throne | |
Before the Holy One of Heaven, it's only by Your blood | |
It's only through Your mercy, Lord I come. | |
I bring an offering of worship to my King | |
No one on earth deserves the praises that I sing | |
Jesus, may You receive the honor that You're due | |
O Lord, I bring an offering to You. | |
I bring an offering of worship to my King | |
No one on earth deserves the praises that I sing | |
Jesus, may You receive the honor that You're due | |
O Lord, I bring an offering to You. | |
We bring an offering to You | |
We are an offering to You | |
An offering of praise we sing | |
An offering to You. | |
We are an offering to You, Jesus | |
An offering of praise we sing | |
An offering to You | |
We are an offering, oh Lord. | |
We are an offering of worship to our King | |
No one on earth deserves the praises that we sing | |
Jesus, may You receive the honor that You're due | |
O Lord, we bring an offering to You | |
O Lord, we bring an offering. | |
Offering to You | |
We bring an offering to You | |
We are an offering to You. | |
Call us from far, call us from near | |
Oh! play me your Christmas pipes. | |
Christmas bells, Christmas bells | |
Over the hills and over the dells | |
Ringing out bright, ringing out clear | |
Oh! ring me your Christmas bells. | |
Christmas strings, Christmas strings | |
Playing the peace that Christmas brings | |
Fiddle and bow, gentle and low | |
Oh! play me your Christmas strings. | |
Christmas pipes, Christmas pipes | |
Calling us, calling on Christmas night | |
Call us from far, call us from near | |
Oh! play me your Christmas pipes. | |
Oh holy night, the stars are brightly shining | |
It is the night of the Savior's birth. | |
Christmas choir, Christmas choir | |
Christmas carols 'round Christmas fire | |
Holy night, angels on high | |
Round up your Christmas choir. | |
Christmas band, Christmas band | |
You're waiting for me with your Christmas band | |
Cymbal and drum, rattle and hum | |
March out your Christmas band. | |
Good to be home to your Christmas band. | |
Christmas pipes, Christmas pipes | |
Calling us, calling on Christmas night | |
Call us from far, call us from near | |
Play me your Christmas pipes. | |
Christmas pipes, Christmas pipes | |
Calling us on Christmas night | |
Call us from far, call us from near | |
Oh! play me your Christmas pipes | |
Play me your Christmas pipes. | |
Good to be home | |
Good to be home | |
Good to be home to your Christmas pipes. | |
Christmas | |
Christmas | |
Christmas | |
Christmas. | |
Good to be home to your Christmas pipes. | |
And so I wonder can it be | |
Will every mile bring you to me? | |
A promise made may still come true | |
So I am waiting here for you | |
If you don't come, what will I do? | |
Who shall I tell my secrets to? | |
Christmas bells ring out their chimes | |
I hear them echo through the night | |
And moonlight shines upon the road | |
And trembles on the falling snow. | |
I look into the midnight blue | |
So many stars I never knew | |
If you don't come, what will I do? | |
Who shall I tell my secrets to? | |
I look into the midnight blue | |
So many stars I never knew | |
If you don't come, what will I do? | |
Who shall I tell my secrets to? | |
Tryin' to buy that last gift or two | |
Not really in the Christmas mood. | |
Standing right in front of me was | |
A little boy waiting anxiously | |
Pacing 'round like little boys do | |
And in his hands he held a pair of shoes. | |
His clothes were worn and old | |
He was dirty from head to toe | |
And when it came his time to pay | |
I couldn't believe what I heard him say | |
"Sir, I want to buy these shoes | |
For my Mama, please | |
It's Christmas Eve and these shoes are just her size | |
Could you hurry, sir? | |
Daddy says there's not much time | |
You see she's been sick for quite a while | |
And I know these shoes would make her smile | |
And I want her to look beautiful | |
If Mama meets Jesus tonight." | |
He counted pennies for what seemed like years | |
Then the cashier said, "Son, there's not enough here" | |
He searched his pockets frantically | |
Then he turned and he looked at me | |
He said, "Mama made Christmas good at our house | |
Though most years she just did without | |
Tell me Sir, what am I going to do? | |
Somehow I've got to buy her these Christmas shoes." | |
So I laid the money down | |
I just had to help him out | |
I'll never forget the look on his face when | |
He said "Mama's gonna look so great." | |
"Sir, I want to buy these shoes | |
For my Mama, please | |
It's Christmas Eve and these shoes are just her size | |
Could you hurry, sir | |
Daddy says there's not much time | |
You see she's been sick for quite a while | |
And I know these shoes would make her smile | |
And I want her to look beautiful | |
If Mama meets Jesus tonight." | |
I knew I'd caught a glimpse of heaven's love | |
As he thanked me and ran out | |
I knew that God had sent that little boy | |
To remind me just what Christmas is all about. | |
Where a mother laid her baby | |
You'd do well to remember the things He later said | |
When you're stuffing yourselves at the Christmas parties | |
You'll laugh when I tell you to take a running jump | |
You're missing the point I'm sure does not need making | |
That Christmas spirit is not what you drink. | |
So, how can you laugh when your own mother's hungry? | |
And how can you smile when the reasons for smiling are wrong? | |
And if I messed up your thoughtless pleasures | |
Remember, if you wish, this is just a Christmas song. | |
Hey Santa, pass us that bottle, will you? | |
Had to grow up and see the world | |
Through different shades of doubt | |
Give me one more chance to dream again | |
One more chance to feel again | |
Through your young heart | |
If only for one day, let me try. | |
I wanna see Christmas through your eyes | |
I want everything to be the way it used to be | |
Back to being a child again thinking the world was mine | |
I wanna see Christmas, Christmas through your eyes. | |
I see the rain | |
You see the rainbow hiding in the clouds | |
Never afraid to let your love show | |
Won't you show me how? | |
Wanna learn how to believe again | |
Find the innocence in me again | |
Through your young heart | |
Help me find a way, help me try. | |
I wanna see Christmas through your eyes | |
I want everything to be the way it used to be | |
Back to being a child again thinking the world was mine | |
I wanna see Christmas, Christmas through your eyes. | |
I wanna see Christmas through your eyes | |
I want everything to be the way it used to be | |
Back to being a child again thinking the world was mine | |
I wanna see Christmas, Christmas through your eyes. | |
I wanna see Christmas | |
I wanna see Christmas | |
I wanna see Christmas through your eyes | |
I wanna see, I wanna see Christmas | |
I wanna see, I wanna see Christmas | |
I wanna see Christmas through your eyes | |
I wanna see Christmas | |
I want to see Christmas | |
I wanna see Christmas through your eyes. | |
When I was young | |
Every Christmas Eve | |
I could not sleep | |
Trying to catch that old St.Nick | |
Leaving presents under my tree | |
And every year I'd fall asleep | |
Laying in my bed | |
Dreaming of a million sugarplums | |
Dancing in my head. | |
Oh how much joy it is | |
At Christmas time | |
The spirit of giving is in our lives, oh | |
Oh, how much joy it brings | |
To see the ones you love | |
This year's gonna be the best Christmas | |
Because: | |
There'll be family and Christmas cheer | |
Peace and goodwill to all men | |
Everybody is home for Christmas | |
Everybody is home | |
Sneaking a kiss under the mistletoe | |
I want a white Christmas | |
So let it snow | |
Everybody is home for Christmas | |
Everybody is home | |
It's Christmas time. | |
Friends come together | |
As we decorate the tree | |
This is the time of year | |
To live in harmony, oh | |
Angels watch over | |
As we put the kids to sleep | |
It's Christmas time | |
And when they awake their smiling faces | |
Make it all complete, oh | |
This is the holiday you're with the family | |
We put aside our differences and let it be, oh | |
Oh, how much fun it is to give and to receive | |
This time of year | |
Love is all we need, oh! | |
There'll be family and Christmas cheer | |
Peace and goodwill to all men | |
Everybody is home for Christmas | |
Everybody is home | |
Sneaking a kiss under the mistletoe | |
I want a white Christmas | |
So, let it snow | |
Everybody is home for Christmas | |
Everybody is home | |
It's Christmas time | |
It's Christmas time! | |
Fa la la la la | |
Fa la la la la la la. | |
Open your hearts now | |
This is the time for us to give | |
The world needs love now | |
So live and let live | |
Families all here | |
The spirit is good cheer | |
The sound of carolers | |
Ringing sweet in my ear | |
Everything is all fine | |
You know why, | |
It's Christmas time | |
What? | |
Oh, how much joy it is at Christmas time | |
The spirit of giving is in our lives | |
Oh, oh how much joy it brings | |
To see the ones you love | |
This year's gonna be the best Christmas | |
Because: | |
There'll be family and Christmas cheer | |
Peace and goodwill to all men | |
Everybody is home for Christmas | |
Everybody is home | |
Sneaking a kiss under the mistletoe | |
I want a white Christmas | |
So let it snow | |
Everybody is home for Christmas | |
Everybody is home | |
It's Christmas time! | |
Over mulled wine | |
With you. | |
On the 25th day | |
Of the 12th month | |
The sleigh bells are in time | |
Ringing true. | |
How we cling each Noel | |
To that snowflakes | |
And hope in hell | |
That it won't end. | |
Don't let the bells end | |
Christmas time | |
Just let them ring | |
In peace. | |
Well, the weather is cruel | |
And the season of Yule | |
Warms the heart | |
But it still hurts. | |
You've got your career | |
Spent the best part of last year apart | |
And it still hurts | |
So, that's why I pray | |
Each and every Christmas day | |
That it won't end. | |
Don't let the bells end | |
Christmas time | |
Just let them ring | |
In peace. | |
Christmas time | |
Don't let the bells end | |
Christmas time | |
Don't let the bells end. | |
Dust underneath the mistletoe leaves | |
When you're not here | |
You went away upon boxing day | |
Now how the hell am I gonna make it | |
Into the New Year? | |
Christmas time | |
Don't let the bells end | |
Christmas time | |
Don't let the bells end. | |
Christmas time | |
Don't let the bells end | |
Christmas time | |
Kust let them ring | |
In peace. | |
Christmas time | |
Don't let the bells end | |
Christmas time | |
Don't let the bells end. | |
Christmas time is here | |
Happiness and cheer | |
Fun for all that children call | |
Their favorite time of the year. | |
Snowflakes in the air | |
Carols everywhere | |
Olden times and ancient rhymes | |
Of love and dreams to share. | |
Sleigh bells in the air | |
Beauty everywhere | |
Yuletide by the fireside | |
And joyful memories there. | |
Christmas time is here | |
We'll be drawing near | |
Oh, that we could always see | |
Such spirit through the year | |
Oh, that we could always see | |
Such spirit through the year. | |
We untangle pines | |
And hung some memories. | |
Suit and tie | |
Places to be tonight | |
Girl, you've gotta know I don't wanna go | |
It's so toasty warm inside. | |
Baby, let's just light the fire | |
But I got a new dress | |
Doesn't look so safe to drive | |
You bought me that necklace | |
We won't know what we're missin' | |
If we don't go out for Christmas tonight. | |
So much snow | |
The wind you know is bound to blow | |
And mess up your hair, make it very wet | |
Let's don't go. | |
It's too late | |
Whatever would we say | |
We shouldn't break our plans | |
Let down our friends | |
Baby you best behave. | |
Baby, let's just light the fire | |
What about the city? | |
Doesn't look so safe to drive | |
But the drive's so pretty | |
We won't know what we're missin' | |
If we don't go out for Christmas tonight. | |
You lookin too good to share | |
And maybe our friends won't care | |
Baby, we always got next year. | |
Baby let's just light the fire | |
I'll get the matches | |
Doesn't look real safe to drive | |
I'll grab some glasses | |
Won't know what we're missin' | |
If we don't go out for Christmas tonight | |
Maybe we should stay in, baby | |
We won't know what we're missin' | |
If we don't go out for Christmas tonight. | |
Ra pa pam pam | |
Ra pa pam pam. | |
Light me up, put me on top | |
Let's falalalalalalala | |
Light me up put me on top | |
Let's falalalalalalala. | |
The only place you wanna be is | |
Underneath my Christmas tree | |
The only place you wanna be is | |
Underneath my Christmas tree. | |
Light me up, put me on top | |
Let's falalalalalalala | |
Light me up, put me on top | |
Let's falalalalalalala. | |
Ho ho ho, under the mistletoe | |
Yes, everybody knows | |
We will take off our clothes | |
Yes, if you want us to, we will. | |
You, oh ,oh, a Christmas | |
My Christmas tree is delicious | |
Oh ,oh, a Christmas | |
My Christmas tree is delicious. | |
Light you up, put you on top | |
Let's falalalalalalala | |
Light you up, put you on top | |
Let's falalalalalalala. | |
Ho ho ho, under the mistletoe | |
Yes, everybody knows | |
We will take off our clothes | |
Yes, if you want us to, we will. | |
You, oh ,oh, a Christmas | |
My Christmas tree is delicious | |
Oh ,oh, a Christmas | |
My Christmas tree is delicious. | |
Here, here, here | |
The best time of the year | |
Take off my stockings we're | |
I'm spreading Christmas cheer | |
Yes, if you want us to we will. | |
You, oh ,oh, a Christmas | |
My Christmas tree is delicious | |
Oh ,oh, a Christmas | |
My Christmas tree is delicious. | |
Space cowboy, Lady Gaga, Lady Gaga | |
And she goes | |
Space cowboy, Lady Gaga, Lady Gaga | |
Here we go. | |
Cherry, cherry, boom, boom! | |
Hear that sleigh, Santa's on his way | |
Hip hip hooray! for Christmas vacation. | |
Gotta a ton of stuff to celebrate | |
(jing-a-ling-a-ling-a-ling-ling) | |
Now it's getting closer, I can't wait | |
(jang-a-lang-a-lang-a-lang-lang) | |
Gonna make this holiday as perfect as can be | |
Just wait and see this Christmas vacation. | |
This old house sure is looking good | |
Got ourselves the finest snowman in the neighborhood | |
Ain't it fun, always on the run | |
That's how its done on Christmas vacation. | |
Lets all deck the halls and light the lights | |
(jing-a-ling-a-ling-a-ling-ling) | |
Get a toasty fire buring bright | |
(jang-a-lang-a-lang-a-lang-lang) | |
Give St. Nick the warmest welcome that he's every had | |
We're so glad it Christmas vacation. | |
And when the nights are peaceful and serene | |
We can cuddle up and do our Christmas dreaming. | |
(jing-a-ling-a-ling-a-ling-ling) | |
(jang-a-lang-a-lang-a-lang-lang) | |
Oooooh | |
Christmas vacation | |
Christmas vacation | |
Christmas vacation | |
Christmas vacation | |
Christmas vacation | |
Christmas vacation | |
Christmas vacation | |
We're so glad it's Christmas vacation. | |
Peace and joy and love are everywhere | |
(jing-a-ling-a-ling-a-ling-ling) | |
You can feel the magic in the air | |
(jang-a-lang-a-lang-a-lang-lang) | |
Let the spirit of the season carry us away | |
Hip hip hooray! for Christmas vacation. | |
Fa-la-la-la-la and ho ho ho | |
Jingle, jangle, jingle as we go | |
Let the spirit of the season.. | |
Frosted window panes | |
Candles gleaming inside | |
Painted candy canes on the tree | |
Santa's on his way | |
He's filled his sleigh | |
With things | |
Things for you and for me. | |
It's that time of year | |
When the world falls in love | |
Every song you hear | |
Seems to say | |
Merry Christmas | |
May your New Year dreams come true | |
And this song of mine | |
In three quarter time | |
Wishes you and yours | |
The same thing too. | |
Merry Christmas | |
May your New Year dreams come true | |
And this song of mine | |
In three quarter time | |
Wishes you and yours | |
The same thing too | |
Merry Christmas to you. | |
We open up our hearts when love is in the air | |
It seems such a shame to me | |
It's a season that comes only once a year. | |
Chorus: | |
So let's make a Christmas wish together | |
Let's hope the best of dreams come true | |
Let's make the spirit last forever | |
This is my Christmas wish for you. | |
If I could give any gift I wanted | |
A present to every boy and girl | |
I'd make it a miracle that came from God above | |
A picture of peace on earth | |
Where each person is judged by the power of love. | |
Chorus: | |
So let's make a Christmas wish together | |
Let's hope the best of dreams come true | |
Let's make the spirit last forever | |
This is my Christmas wish for you. | |
It seems such a shame to me | |
It's a season that comes only once a year. | |
Chorus: | |
So let's make a Christmas wish together | |
Let's hope the best of dreams come true | |
Let's make the spirit last forever | |
This is my Christmas wish for you. | |
Yes, all the world is happy, but since you went away | |
My Christmas will be just another lonely day | |
Yeah, another lonely day, yeah. | |
My tree is trimmed with pretty colored lights | |
And at the top, the Christmas star shines bright | |
Yes, everything around me is very bright and gay | |
But Christmas will be just another lonely day | |
Yeah, another lonely day, yeah. | |
I had a lonely September, October, November, too | |
But December is twice as lonely without you | |
For soon it will be time for Santa Claus | |
And surely he will bring you back, because | |
Without you here beside me, my world will be so gray | |
And Christmas will be just another lonely day. | |
Yeah, another lonely day, yeah | |
Another lonely day, yeah | |
Another lonely day, yeah. | |
Like fireworks with no fuse | |
Christmas without you. | |
The fireplace keeps burning | |
And my thoughts keep turning | |
The pages of memories | |
Of time spent with you | |
Old Christmas songs we knew | |
And used to make love to | |
Make it hard to get used to | |
Christmas without you. | |
Christmas without you | |
White Christmas and I'm blue | |
I love you, I miss you, I need you | |
So sad, but so true | |
Christmas without you | |
Like a mystery with no clues | |
Like fireworks with no fuse | |
Christmas without you. | |
The sweetest gift I know | |
Would be if the new snow | |
Could fall on your footsteps | |
On this Christmas Eve | |
The most joyous Christmas | |
If luck could be with us | |
Would be if Saint Nicholas | |
Brought you home to me. | |
Christmas without you | |
White Christmas and I'm blue | |
I love you, I miss you, I need you | |
So sad but so true | |
Like a mystery with no clues | |
Like fireworks with no fuse | |
Christmas without you. | |
Tryin' hard to find a quiet moment | |
Sharing love and joy | |
Children with their toys | |
Sadness fills my heart to see you go. | |
Christmas won't be the same without you | |
Christmas won't be the same if you go | |
All I need to see | |
Standing by my Christmas tree | |
Christmas won't be the same without you. | |
I remember when | |
Times we used to spend | |
Walking hard in hand until the sun sets | |
Then came Christmas Eve | |
The wish you gave to me | |
How I wish I tried to make you stay. | |
Christmas won't be the same without you | |
Christmas won't be the same if you go | |
All I need to see standing by my Christmas tree | |
Christmas won't be the same without you. | |
It's been a long long time | |
I need you by my side | |
Hold me tight | |
Don't let go | |
Let go. | |
Christmas won't be the same without you | |
Christmas won't be the same if you go | |
All I need to see standing by my Christmas tree | |
Christmas won't be the same without you. | |
Christmas won't be the same without you | |
Christmas won't be the same if you go | |
All I need to see standing by my Christmas tree | |
Christmas won't be the same | |
Christmas won't be the same | |
Christmas won't be the same | |
Without you. | |
But all this year's been a busy blur | |
Don't think I have the energy | |
To add to my already mad rush | |
Just 'cause it's 'tis the season. | |
The perfect gift for me would be | |
Completions and connections left from | |
Last year, ski shop, | |
Encounter, most interesting. | |
Had his number but never the time | |
Most of '81 passed along those lines. | |
So deck those halls, trim those trees | |
Raise up cups of Christmas cheer, | |
I just need to catch my breath, | |
Christmas by myself this year. | |
Calendar picture, frozen landscape, | |
Chilled this room for twenty-four days, | |
Evergreens, sparkling snow | |
Get this winter over with! | |
Flashback to springtime, saw him again, | |
Would've been good to go for lunch, | |
Couldn't agree when we were both free, | |
We tried, we said we'd keep in touch. | |
Didn't, of course, 'til summertime, | |
Out to the beach to his boat, could I join him? | |
No, this time it was me, | |
Sunburn in the third degree. | |
Now the calendar's just one page | |
And, of course, I am excited | |
Tonight's the night, but I've set my mind | |
Not to do too much about it. | |
Merry Christmas! Merry Christmas! | |
But I think I'll miss this one this year. | |
Merry Christmas! Merry Christmas! | |
But I think I'll miss this one this year. | |
Merry Christmas! Merry Christmas! | |
But I think I'll miss this one this year. | |
Merry Christmas! Merry Christmas! | |
But I think I'll miss this one this year. | |
Hardly dashing through the snow | |
Cause I bundled up too tight | |
Last minute have-to-do's | |
A few cards a few calls | |
'Cause it's r-s-v-p | |
No thanks, no party lights | |
It's Christmas Eve, gonna relax | |
Turned down all of my invites. | |
Last fall I had a night to myself, | |
Same guy called, Halloween party, | |
Waited all night for him to show, | |
This time his car wouldn't go. | |
Forget it, it's cold, it's getting late, | |
Trudge on home to celebrate | |
In a quiet way, unwind | |
Doing Christmas right, this time. | |
A&P has provided me | |
With the world's smallest turkey | |
Already in the oven, nice and hot | |
Oh damn! Guess what I forgot? | |
So on with the boots, back out in the snow | |
To the only all-night grocery, | |
When what to my wondering eyes should appear | |
In the line is that guy I've been chasing all year! | |
"I'm spending this one alone," he said | |
"Need a break; this year's been crazy." | |
I said, "Me too, but why are you? | |
You mean, you forgot cranberries too?" | |
Then suddenly we laughed and laughed | |
Caught on to what was happening | |
That Christmas magic's brought this tale | |
To a very happy ending! | |
Merry Christmas! Merry Christmas! | |
Couldn't miss this one this year! | |
Merry Christmas! Merry Christmas! | |
Couldn't miss this one this year! | |
Cause everything I want is miles away | |
In a snow covered little town. | |
My mamma's in the kitchen, worrying about me | |
Season's greetings, hope you're well | |
Well, I'm doing alright if you were wondering | |
Lately I can never tell. | |
I know this shouldn't be a lonely time | |
But, there were Christmases when you were mine. | |
I've been doing fine without you, really | |
Up until the nights got cold | |
And everybody's here, except you, baby | |
Seems like everyone's got someone to hold. | |
But for me it's just a lonely time | |
Cause there were Christmases when you were mine. | |
Merry Christmas everybody | |
That'll have to be something I just say this year | |
I'll bet you got your mom another sweater | |
And were your cousins late again? | |
When you were putting up the lights this year | |
Did you notice one less pair of hands? | |
I know this shouldn't be a lonely time | |
But there were Christmases | |
When I didn't wonder how you are tonight | |
Cause there were Christmases when you were mine. | |
You were mine. | |
I've been cleaning, scrubbing the plates | |
And weeding out the garden, dear. | |
I can't fall asleep to your mystery | |
Slowly blowing from the shore | |
I have not failed to be, what you'd expect of me | |
Swallowing glass, just to stay pure. | |
All the birds are heading down south | |
But you're staying up north, you say | |
I've got jackets, blankets and sheets | |
Its going to be a cold December. | |
It could be warm you see | |
A statue next to me | |
Swimming away from the ice and snow | |
Could I have failed to see, the signs in front of me | |
Warning and flashing symbols | |
Subtle and simple I couldn't see | |
I couldnt see. | |
If only time could slow down | |
Maybe I could come up | |
It's such a cold December | |
It's such a cold December | |
Its so cold. | |
I can't fall asleep to your mystery | |
Slowly blowing from the shore | |
I have not failed to be, what you'd expect of me | |
Swallowing glass, just to stay pure. | |
Summers come and summer has gone | |
Your Christmas cards can't comfort me | |
You've found new friends and tied all the ends | |
It's freezing in the loneliest winter. | |
It could be warm you see | |
A statue next to me | |
Swimming away from the ice and snow | |
Could I have failed to see, the signs in front of me | |
Warning and flashing symbols | |
Subtle and simple I couldn't see | |
I couldnt see. | |
If only time could slow down | |
Maybe I could come up | |
It's such a cold December | |
It's such a cold December | |
Its so cold. | |
Cold December's winds were stilled | |
In the month of snowing | |
As the world fell dark one night | |
Springtime's Hope was growing. | |
Then one rose-tree blossomed new | |
One sweet Flower on it grew | |
On the tree once bare | |
Grew the Rose so fair | |
Ah, the Rose, ah, the Rose | |
Ah the Rose tree blooming | |
Sweet the air perfuming. | |
When the darkness fell that night | |
Bringing sweet reposing | |
All the land was hid from sight | |
Sleep our eyes was closing. | |
Suddenly, there came a gleam | |
From the sky, the wondrous beam | |
Of a heav'nly star | |
Giving light afar | |
Ah, the star, ah, the star | |
Ah, the star-beam glowing | |
Brightness ever growing. | |
Now the month of May was here | |
Filled with God's own radiance | |
Now the purest Lily bloomed | |
Flow'r of sweetest fragrance. | |
To the people far and near | |
Came a breath of heav'nly cheer | |
O, the incense rare | |
Of the Lily there! | |
Ah, the scent, ah, the scent | |
Of the Lily blooming, | |
All the air perfuming! | |
In Catalonian: El Decembre Congelat | |
El desembre congelat | |
Confus es retira | |
Abril de flors coronat | |
Tot el mon admira | |
Quan en un jadi d'amor | |
Neix una divina flor. | |
D'una ro ro ro | |
D'una sa sa sa | |
D'una ro, d'una sa | |
D'una rosa bella | |
Fecunda y poncella. | |
El primer Pare causa | |
Le nit tenevrosa | |
Que a tot el mon ofusca | |
La vista penosa | |
Mes en una mitja nit | |
Brilla el sol que n'es eixit | |
D'una bel bel bel | |
D'una la la la | |
D'una bel, d'una la | |
D'una bella aurora | |
Que el cel enamora. | |
El mes de maig ha florit | |
Sense ser encara | |
Un lliri blanc y polit | |
De fragancia rara | |
Que per tot el mon se sent | |
De Llevant fins a Ponent | |
Tota sa sa sa | |
Tota dul dul dul | |
Tota sa, tota dul | |
Tota sa dulcura | |
I olor, amb ventura. | |
The billboards and the neon took the place of silver bells | |
And the temperature is 84 degrees. | |
I can hear the traffic on the crowded strip below | |
As the palm trees poke their heads above the scene | |
There's not a single reindeer and it hardly ever snows | |
And Santa drives a Rolls Royce limousine. | |
But all along the Rockies you can feel it in the air | |
From Telluride to Boulder down below | |
The closest thing to heaven on this planet anywhere | |
Is a quiet Christmas morning in the Colorado snow. | |
I remember Christmases when I was just a boy | |
In the morning I would run to see the tree | |
And the carolers on the hillside sang their songs of Christmas joy | |
Well, I always thought they sang them just for me. | |
Now the sun is setting in the California sky | |
And I can't find the spirit anywhere | |
So I think its time for me to tell Los Angeles goodbye | |
I'm going back home for Christmas there. | |
But all along the Rockies you can feel it in the air | |
From Telluride to Boulder down below | |
The closest thing to heaven on this planet anywhere | |
Is a quiet Christmas morning in the Colorado snow. | |
Come, buy my nice fresh ivy | |
And my holly sprigs so green | |
I have the finest branches | |
That ever yet were seen | |
Come buy from me, good Christians | |
And let me home, I pray | |
That God will bless your Christmas | |
And a happy New Year's Day. | |
Ah, won't you buy my ivy? | |
It's the loveliest I've seen | |
Ah, won't you buy my holly? | |
Oh you who love the green | |
Do take a little branch of each | |
And on my knees I'll pray | |
That God will bless your Christmas | |
And a happy New Year's Day. | |
Come, O you shepherds, people, listen to me | |
Go straight to Bethlehem, the baby to see | |
For Christ is born a man now among you | |
God come from heaven now here to save you | |
Be not afraid! | |
Let us go swiftly to Bethlehem's stall | |
There to adore the gift revealed to us all | |
What here we find we'll tell all mankind | |
Give adoration, come, every nation | |
Hallelujah! | |
Truly the angel good news has revealed | |
To Bethlehem's shepherds as before him they kneeled | |
Now joy on earth to all men is here | |
Peace among all, banishes fear | |
Praise be to God! | |
Everybody likes to take a holiday | |
Everybody likes to take a rest | |
Spending time together with the family | |
Sharing lots of love and happiness. | |
Come on, ring those bells | |
Light the Christmas tree | |
Jesus is the king | |
Born for you and me. | |
Come on, ring those bells | |
Everybody say | |
Jesus, we remember | |
This your birthday. | |
Celebrations come because of something good | |
Celebrations we love to recall | |
Mary had a baby boy in Bethlehem | |
The greatest celebration of all. | |
Come on, ring those bells | |
Light the Christmas tree | |
Jesus is the King | |
Born for you and me. | |
Come on, ring those bells | |
Everybody say | |
Jesus, we remember | |
This your birthday. | |
Born to set Thy people free; | |
From our fears and sins release us, | |
Let us find our rest in Thee. | |
Israel's Strength and Consolation, | |
Hope of all the earth Thou art; | |
Dear Desire of every nation, | |
Joy of every longing heart. | |
Born Thy people to deliver, | |
Born a child and yet a King, | |
Born to reign in us forever, | |
Now Thy gracious kingdom bring. | |
By Thine own eternal Spirit | |
Rule in all our hearts alone; | |
By Thine all sufficient merit, | |
Raise us to Thy glorious throne. | |
Let your songs of gladness ring | |
In a stable lies the Holy | |
In a manger rests the King | |
See in Mary's arms reposing | |
Christ by highest Heaven adored | |
Come, your circle round Him closing | |
Pious hearts that love the Lord. | |
Come ye poor, no pomp of station | |
Robes the Child your hearts adore | |
He, the Lord of all salvation | |
Shares your want, is weak and poor | |
Oxen, round about behold them | |
Rafters naked, cold, and bare | |
See the shepherds, God has told them | |
That the Prince of Life lies there. | |
Come, ye children, blithe and merry | |
This one Child your model make | |
Christmas holly, leaf, and berry | |
All be prized for His dear sake | |
Come ye gentle hearts and tender | |
Come ye spirits keen and bold | |
All in all your homage render | |
Weak and mighty, young and old. | |
High above a star is shining | |
And the wise men haste from far | |
Come, glad hearts, and spirits pining | |
For you all has ris'n the star | |
Let us bring our poor oblations | |
Thanks and love, and faith and praise | |
Come, ye people, come, ye nations | |
All in all draw nigh to gaze. | |
Hark! the Heaven of heavens is ringing | |
Christ the Lord to man is born! | |
Are not all our hearts, too, singing | |
Welcome, welcome, Christmas morn? | |
Still the Child, all power possessing | |
Smiles as through the ages past | |
And the song of Christmas blessing | |
Sweetly sinks to rest at last. | |
Just to think of all the cheer | |
We could share if you were here. | |
I made my Christmas list | |
That I'll give to my boy St.Nick | |
And I hope he hooks, hooks me up | |
Cause I plan a special Christmas for us. | |
I was hoping that you might be coming for Christmas | |
I was hoping that surely by New Years eve | |
I was hoping that you might be coming | |
And I hope that your bringing something for me. | |
Now we'll chill Christmas eve | |
I can't wait for my moms to leave | |
We'll snuggle, I'll turn down the lights | |
And give our gifts, if the timing is right. | |
I was hoping that you might be coming for Christmas | |
I was hoping that surely by New Years eve | |
I was hoping that you might be coming | |
And I hope that your bringing something for me. | |
For know I will and I hope that Santa won't be late | |
Cause I don't want no presents | |
See I am too old for toys, I just want my baby | |
She's my one and only, truly one and only, she's my only. | |
I was hoping that you might be coming for Christmas | |
I was hoping that surely by New Years eve | |
I was hoping that you might be coming | |
And I hope that your bringing something for me. | |
Tonight | |
While the moon is bright. | |
He's gonna have a bag of crazy toys | |
To give the groanies of the boys and girls | |
So dig | |
Santa comes on big. | |
He'll come a callin' when the snows the most | |
When all you cats are sleepin' warm as toast | |
And you gonna flip when Old Saint Nick | |
Takes a lick on the peppermint stick. | |
He'll come a flyin' from a higher place | |
And fill the stocking by the fire place | |
So you'll | |
Have a yule that's cool. | |
Yeah, from Coney Island to the Sunset Strip | |
Somebody's gonna make a happy trip | |
Tonight | |
While the moon is bright. | |
He's gonna have a bag of crazy toys | |
To give the groanies of the boys and girls | |
So dig | |
Santa comes on big. | |
He'll come a callin' when the snows the most | |
When all you cats are sleepin' warm as toast | |
And you gonna flip when Old Saint Nick | |
Takes a lick on the peppermint stick. | |
He'll come a flyin' from a higher place | |
And fill the stocking by the fire place | |
So you'll | |
Have a yule that's cool. | |
Have a yule that's cool | |
Yeah, cool yule. | |
Lully, lullay, Thou little tiny Child | |
By, by, lully, lullay | |
Lullay, Thou little tiny Child | |
By, by, lully, lullay. | |
O sisters too, how may we do | |
For to preserve this day | |
This poor youngling for whom we sing | |
By, by, lully, lullay. | |
Herod the king, in his raging | |
Charged he hath this day | |
His men of might, in his own sight | |
All children young to slay. | |
That woe is me, poor Child for Thee! | |
And ever morn and day | |
For thy parting neither say nor sing | |
By, by, lully, lullay. | |
There'll be a new world beginnin' from tonight! | |
Where I climb up to my saddle | |
Gonna take Him to my heart! | |
There'll be a new world beginnin' from tonight! | |
Right across the prairie, | |
Clear across the valley, | |
Straight across the heart of every man, | |
There'll be a right new brand of livin' | |
That'll sweep like lightnin' fire | |
And take away the hate from every land. | |
Chorus: | |
There'll be a new world beginnin' from tonight! | |
There'll be a new world beginnin' from tonight! | |
Where I climb up to my saddle | |
Gonna take Him to my heart! | |
There'll be a new world beginnin' from tonight! | |
Yoi, yippee! We're gonna ride the trail! | |
Yoi, yippee! We're gonna ride today! | |
When I climb up to my saddle, | |
Gonna take him to my heart! | |
There'll be a new world beginnin' from tonight! | |
Chorus: | |
There'll be a new world beginnin' from tonight! | |
There'll be a new world beginnin' from tonight! | |
Where I climb up to my saddle | |
Gonna take Him to my heart! | |
There'll be a new world beginnin' from tonight! | |
Laid the Son of Man His head | |
Sleeping His first earthly slumber | |
Where the oxen had been fed. | |
Happy were those shepherds listening | |
To the holy angel's word | |
Happy they within that stable | |
Worshiping their infant Lord. | |
Happy all who hear the message | |
Of His coming from above | |
Happier still who hail His coming | |
And with praises greet His love. | |
Blessed Savior, Christ most holy | |
In a manger Thou didst rest | |
Canst Thou stoop again, yet lower | |
And abide within my breast? | |
Evil things are there before Thee | |
In the heart, where they have fed | |
Wilt Thou pitifully enter | |
Son of Man, and lay Thy head? | |
Enter, then, O Christ most holy | |
Make a Christmas in my heart | |
Make a heaven of my manger | |
It is heaven where Thou art. | |
And to those who never listened | |
To the message of Thy birth | |
Who have winter, but no Christmas | |
Bringing them Thy peace on earth | |
Send to these the joyful tidings | |
By all people, in each home | |
Be there heard the Christmas anthem | |
Praise to God, the Christ has come! | |
It tells of the coming of wonders untold | |
Forgotten is winter, its fury and cold | |
Hi-ho, hi-ho, well soon see the candles glow | |
Hi-ho, hi-ho, well soon see the candles glow. | |
When darkness is falling and shadows grow long | |
Its time for the children to sing this old song | |
It tells of the coming of wonders untold | |
Forgotten is winter, its fury and cold | |
Hi-ho, hi-ho, well soon see the candles glow | |
Hi-ho, hi-ho, well soon see the candles glow. | |
When darkness is falling and stars fill the sleigh | |
The waiting is over and we all know why | |
Its time for celebrating and having a feast | |
Because of the tidings that come from the east | |
Hi-ho, hi-ho, well soon see the candles glow | |
Hi-ho, hi-ho, well soon see the candles glow. | |
Low in a manger | |
Dear little Stranger | |
Jesus, the wonderful Savior was born | |
There was none to receive Him | |
None to believe Him | |
None but the angels were watching that morn. | |
Dear little Stranger | |
Slept in a manger | |
No downy pillow under His head | |
But with the poor | |
He slumbered secure | |
The dear little Babe in His bed. | |
Angels descending | |
Over Him bending | |
Chanted a tender and silent refrain | |
Then a wonderful story | |
Told of His glory | |
Unto the shepherds on Bethlehem's plain. | |
Dear little Stranger | |
Slept in a manger | |
No downy pillow under His head | |
But with the poor | |
He slumbered secure | |
The dear little Babe in His bed. | |
Dear little Stranger | |
Born in a manger | |
Maker and Monarch | |
And Savior of all | |
I will love Thee forever | |
Grieve Thee? No, never! | |
Thou didst for me make Thy bed in a stall. | |
Dear little Stranger | |
Slept in a manger | |
No downy pillow under His head | |
But with the poor | |
He slumbered secure | |
The dear little Babe in His bed. | |
I would like for Christmas | |
And I hope you won't forgot | |
I only want a peso | |
That I can have for mine | |
To get my senorita | |
Something for Christmas time | |
I don't believe you read the card | |
Last Christmas that I sent | |
You come to see the kids across the street | |
And then you went | |
Dear Senor Santa Claus | |
I think me understand | |
Sometimes the toys all gone | |
Before you reach the Rio Grande. | |
Dear Senor Santa Claus | |
I tell you what I think | |
I no got a stockin' | |
I set out my piggy bank | |
So please bring me peso | |
That I can have for mine | |
To get my senorita | |
Something for Christmas time | |
On Christmas Eve I watch for you | |
And I no sleep a wink | |
If I no get Lolita something | |
She feel sad I think | |
So please Senor Santa Claus | |
This Christmas be so grand | |
If I get peso to buy ring | |
For my Lolita's hand. | |
I don't know what I buy for her | |
I think I buy a rose | |
So she can wear it in her hair | |
Most everywhere she goes | |
Please Senor Santa Claus | |
This Christmas be so grand | |
If I get peso to buy ring | |
For my Lolita's hand | |
If I get peso to buy ring | |
For my Lolita's hand. | |
May your every New Year dream | |
Come true. | |
Sweet December song | |
The melody that saved me | |
On those less than silent nights | |
When snow would fall upon my bed | |
Like sugar from Jesus | |
And take me to the day | |
She could always smile | |
The Virgin n' Child would always show | |
You see | |
Just to save me | |
(Just to save me). | |
There was always Christmas time | |
To wipe the year away | |
I guess that Mum and Dad decided | |
That the war would have to wait. | |
There was always Christmas time | |
Jesus came to stay | |
I could believe in peace on Earth | |
And I could watch TV all day | |
So I dreamed of Christmas. | |
Maybe since you've gone | |
I went a little crazy | |
God knows they can see | |
(The Child) | |
But the snow that falls upon my bed | |
That loving I needed | |
Falls every single day | |
For each and every child | |
The Virgin smiles for all to see | |
But you kept her from me. | |
There was always Christmas time | |
To wipe the year away | |
I guess that Mum and Dad decided | |
That the war would have to wait. | |
There was always Christmas time | |
Jesus came to stay | |
I could believe in peace on Earth | |
And I could watch TV all day | |
And so I dreamed of Christmas | |
Yes, I dreamed like you. | |
Merry Christmas | |
Merry Christmas | |
May your every New Year dream | |
Come true. | |
While Bing Crosby sings white Christmas | |
He makes you feel nice. | |
December will be magic again | |
Old Saint Nicholas up the chimney | |
Just a-popping up in my memory. | |
Ooh, dropping down in my parachute | |
The white city, she is so beautiful | |
Upon the black-soot icicled roofs. | |
Ooh, and see how I fall | |
See how I fall | |
(Fall!) | |
Like the snow. | |
Come to cover the lovers | |
(Cover the lovers, but don't you wake them up) | |
Come to sparkle the dark up | |
(Sparkle the dark up, with just a touch of make-up) | |
Come to cover the muck up | |
(Cover the muck up, ooh, with a little luck). | |
December will be magic again | |
Light the candle lights | |
To conjure Mr. Wilde. | |
Into the Silent Night | |
Ooh, it's quiet inside | |
Here in Oscar's mind. | |
December will be magic again | |
Don't miss the brightest star | |
Kiss under mistletoe | |
I want to hear you laugh | |
Don't let the mystery go now. | |
Ooh, dropping down in my parachute | |
The white city, she is so beautiful | |
Upon the black-soot icicled roofs. | |
Ooh, and see how I fall | |
See how I fall | |
(Fall!) | |
Like the snow. | |
Come to cover the lovers | |
(Cover the lovers, but don't you wake them up) | |
Come to sparkle the dark up | |
(Sparkle the dark up, with just a touch of make-up) | |
Come to cover the muck up | |
(Cover the muck up, ooh, with a little luck). | |
Oh, I'm coming to cover the lovers | |
Ooh, and I'm coming to sparkle the dark up. | |
Deck the halls with boughs of holly | |
Fa-la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la | |
'Tis the season to be jolly | |
Fa-la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la | |
Don we now our gay apparel | |
Fa-la-la, la-la-la, la-la-la | |
Troll the ancient Yuletide carol | |
Fa-la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la. | |
See the blazing Yule before us. | |
Fa-la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la | |
Strike the harp and join the chorus | |
Fa-la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la | |
Follow me in merry measure | |
Fa-la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la | |
While I tell of Yuletide treasure. | |
Fa-la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la. | |
Fast away the old year passes | |
Fa-la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la | |
Hail the new year, lads and lasses | |
Fa-la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la | |
Sing we joyous, all together | |
Fa-la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la | |
Heedless of the wind and weather | |
Fa-la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la. | |
With his red suit on | |
Dig that walk, that crazy talk | |
Man, oh man, he's really gone. | |
Dig that crazy Santa Claus | |
With his bag of toys | |
Drags his sack | |
Through a chimney stack | |
All the little hep-cats jump for joy. | |
So cool it, Rudolph, cool it | |
With your nose aglow | |
Tell those groovy reindeer | |
When Santa starts to blow | |
Go, go. | |
Dig that crazy Santa Claus | |
Well, I do believe | |
He will bring some crazy toys | |
You better be good this Christmas Eve | |
Jump. | |
Jingle, jangle | |
Well, dig that crazy Santa Claus | |
With his red suit on | |
Dig that walk, that crazy talk | |
Man, oh man, he's really gone. | |
Dig that crazy Santa Claus | |
With his bag of toys | |
Drags his sack | |
Through a chimney stack | |
All the little hep-cats jump for joy. | |
So cool it, Rudolph, cool it | |
With your nose aglow | |
Tell those groovy reindeer | |
When Santa starts to blow | |
Go, go. | |
Dig that crazy Santa Claus | |
Well, I do believe | |
He will bring some crazy toys | |
You better be good this Christmas Eve. | |
The story of a Christmas bell | |
That used to shine | |
And chime and ring | |
And why they called him | |
Ding a Ling. | |
One of the famous jingle bells | |
Is what he was | |
But then he fell | |
And broke his pretty harmony | |
And he began to ring off key. | |
Now they call him | |
Ding a Ling | |
Because he has | |
A funny ring | |
And doesn't hear | |
His note too well | |
Ding a Ling | |
The Christmas bell. | |
The other bells met secretly | |
And he heard one say | |
In a real low key | |
He's sure to ruin | |
Our Christmas sound | |
And we don't want him | |
Hangin' around. | |
He over heard | |
The secret vote | |
And walked away | |
With a lump in his note | |
The saddest bell | |
You've ever seen | |
The Christmas bell | |
Called Ding a Ling. | |
They all call him | |
Ding a Ling | |
Because he has | |
A funny ring | |
And doesn't hear | |
His note too well | |
Ding a Ling | |
The Christmas bell. | |
The snow was falling | |
In the square | |
When the children | |
Found him there | |
And placed him | |
On the Christmas tree | |
For everyone in town to see. | |
As Christmas Eve | |
Came to the town | |
A blinding snow | |
Was coming down | |
And Ding a Ling | |
Heard someone say | |
Ol' Santa's sure | |
To lose his way. | |
The thought occured | |
To Ding a Ling | |
To ring as loud | |
As he could ring | |
And when ol' Santa | |
Heard the sound | |
It guided him to town. | |
Now the children shout and sing | |
And everyone loves | |
Ding a Ling | |
So everything has turned out well | |
For Ding a Ling | |
The Christmas bell. | |
Ring out the old | |
Ring in the new. | |
Ring out the false | |
Ring in the true | |
Ring out the old | |
Ring in the new. | |
Ding-dong, ding-dong | |
Ding-dong, ding-dong | |
Ding-dong, ding-dong | |
Ding-dong, ding-dong. | |
Yesterday | |
Today was tomorrow | |
And tomorrow | |
Today will be yesterday. | |
So, ring out the old | |
Ring in the new | |
Ring out the old | |
Ring in the new. | |
Ring out the false | |
Ring in the true | |
Ring out the old | |
Ring in the new. | |
Ding-dong, ding-dong | |
Ding-dong, ding-dong | |
Ding-dong, ding-dong | |
Ding-dong, ding-dong. | |
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Ding dong merrily on high | |
In heav'n the bells are ringing | |
Ding dong! verily the sky | |
Is riv'n with angel singing. | |
Gloria, Hosanna in excelsis! | |
E'en so here below, below | |
Let steeple bells be swungen | |
And "Io, io, io!" | |
By priest and people sungen | |
Gloria, Hosanna in excelsis! | |
Pray you, dutifully prime | |
Your matin chime, ye ringers | |
May you beautifully rime | |
Your evetime song, ye singers | |
Gloria, Hosanna in excelsis! | |
There's no need to be afraid | |
At Christmastime, we let in light And we banish shade | |
And in our world of plenty | |
We can spread a smile of joy | |
Throw your arms around | |
The world at Christmastime. | |
But say a prayer.. | |
Pray for the other ones | |
At Christmastime it's hard | |
But when you're having fun | |
There's a world outside your window | |
And it's a world of dread and fear | |
Where the only water flowing | |
Is the bitter sting of tears | |
And the Christmas bells that | |
Ring there are the clanging | |
Chimes of doom | |
Well, tonight thank God | |
It's them instead of you. | |
And there won't be snow | |
In Africa this Christmastime | |
The greatest gift they'll get | |
This year is life | |
(Oooh) Where nothing ever grows | |
No rain nor rivers flow | |
Do they know it's Christmastime at all? | |
(Here's to you) raise a glass for everyone | |
(Here's to them) underneath that burning sun | |
Do they know it's Christmastime at all? | |
Feed the world | |
Feed the world | |
Feed the world. | |
Let them know | |
It's Christmastime again. | |
Feed the world | |
Let them know | |
It's Christmastime again. | |
Said the night wind to the little lamb | |
"Do you see what I see? | |
Way up in the sky, little lamb | |
Do you see what I see? | |
A star, a star, dancing in the night | |
With a tail as big as a kite | |
With a tail as big as a kite." | |
Said the little lamb to the shepherd boy | |
"Do you hear what I hear? | |
Ringing through the sky, shepherd boy | |
Do you hear what I hear? | |
A song, a song high above the trees | |
With a voice as big as the the sea | |
With a voice as big as the the sea." | |
Said the shepherd boy to the mighty king | |
"Do you know what I know? | |
In your palace warm, mighty king | |
Do you know what I know? | |
A Child, a Child shivers in the cold | |
Let us bring him silver and gold | |
Let us bring him silver and gold." | |
Said the king to the people everywhere | |
"Listen to what I say! | |
Pray for peace, people, everywhere | |
Listen to what I say! | |
The Child, the Child sleeping in the night | |
He will bring us goodness and light | |
He will bring us goodness and light." | |
It's Dominick the donkey | |
Chingedy ching | |
(hee-haw, hee-haw) | |
The Italian Christmas donkey. | |
(la la la-la la-la la la la la) | |
(la la la-la la-la la-ee-oh-da) | |
Santa's got a little friend | |
His name is Dominick | |
The cutest little donkey | |
You never see him kick | |
When Santa visits his paisans | |
With Dominick he'll be | |
Because the reindeer cannot | |
Climb the hills of Italy. | |
Hey! Chingedy ching | |
(hee-haw, hee-haw) | |
It's Dominick the donkey | |
Chingedy ching | |
(hee-haw, hee-haw) | |
The Italian Christmas donkey. | |
(la la la-la la-la la la la la) | |
(la la la-la la-la la-ee-oh-da) | |
Jingle bells around his feet | |
And presents on the sled | |
Hey! Look at the mayor's derby | |
On top of Dominick's head | |
A pair of shoes for Louie | |
And a dress for Josephine | |
The labels on the inside says | |
They're made in Bruccalin'. | |
Hey! Chingedy ching | |
(hee-haw, hee-haw) | |
It's Dominick the donkey | |
Chingedy ching | |
(hee-haw, hee-haw) | |
The Italian Christmas donkey. | |
(la la la-la la-la la la la la) | |
(la la la-la la-la la-ee-oh-da) | |
Children sing, and clap their hands | |
And Dominick starts to dance | |
They talk Italian to him | |
And he even understands | |
Cummare's and Cumpare's | |
Do the dance 'a tarantell' | |
When Santa Nicola comes to town | |
And brings 'o ciucciarell'. | |
Hey! Chingedy ching | |
(hee-haw, hee-haw) | |
It's Dominick the donkey | |
Chingedy ching | |
(hee-haw, hee-haw) | |
The Italian Christmas donkey. | |
(la la la-la la-la la la la la) | |
(la la la-la la-la la-ee-oh-da) | |
Hey! Dominick! Buonn Natale! | |
(hee-haw, hee-haw) | |
(hee-haw, hee-haw) | |
(hee-haw, hee-haw) | |
(hee-haw, hee-haw) | |
(hee-haw, hee-haw) | |
(hee-haw, hee-haw) | |
But you may still slide | |
Baby, it's not your sleigh ride | |
But this year is ours | |
Maybe tomorrow | |
We're gonna see things | |
We never believed | |
I'll make you want me | |
You'll see | |
The initial warning is free | |
But only to reindeer | |
Oh what a sight | |
As they take their first flight | |
Oh darling, it's all in time | |
But I will. | |
We're going to turn | |
All men in to the sky | |
Oh what a sight, beautiful | |
And I will | |
I will sleep tonight | |
I will sleep tonight. | |
Santa: That's funny, kid | |
Because, I've been coming for you. | |
Flowers: Oh, Santa | |
I've been killing just for fun. | |
Santa: Well, the party's over kid | |
Because I | |
Because I got a bullet in my gun. | |
Flowers : A bullet in your what? | |
Band: Santa's got a bullet in his gun | |
You know it | |
Santa's got a bullet in his gun. | |
Flowers: Don't shoot me Santa Claus | |
I've been a clean living boy | |
I promise you | |
Did every little thing you asked me to | |
I can't believe the things I'm going through. | |
Flowers: Don't shoot me Santa Claus | |
Well, no one else around believes me | |
But the children on the block, they tease me | |
I couldn't let them off that easy | |
Oh Santa. | |
Flowers: It's been a real hard year. | |
Santa: There just ain't no gettin' around this | |
Life is hard | |
But look at me | |
I turned out alright. | |
Flowers: Hey Santa! | |
Why don't we talk about it? | |
Work it out? | |
Santa: Believe me | |
This ain't what I wanted | |
I love all you kids | |
You know that. | |
Santa: Hell, I remember when you were just 10 years old | |
Playing out there in the desert | |
Just waiting for a sip of that sweet Mojave rain. | |
Band: In the sweet Mojave rain | |
The boy was on his own. | |
Flowers: Don't shoot me Santa Claus | |
I've been a clean living boy | |
I promise you | |
Did every little thing you asked me to | |
I can't believe the things I'm going through. | |
Flowers: Hey Santa! | |
Well, no one else around believes me | |
But the children on the block, they tease me | |
I couldn't let them off that easy. | |
Flowers: They had it coming | |
So, why can't you see? | |
I couldn't turn my cheek no longer | |
The sun is going down and Christmas is near | |
Just look the other way | |
I'll disappear forever. | |
Woo! | |
Flowers: Don't shoot me Santa Claus | |
Well, no one else around believes me | |
But the children on the street, they tease me | |
I couldn't let them off that easy. | |
Believe | |
Me | |
Santa | |
Santa. | |
To the ones you love. | |
Don't even wait a little while | |
To give them just a little smile | |
A little is enough. | |
How many people are crying | |
People are dying | |
How many people are asking for love. | |
So don't save it all for Christmas day | |
Find a way | |
To give a little love everyday. | |
Don't save it all for Christmas day | |
Find your way | |
'Cause holidays have come and gone | |
But love lives on | |
If you give on | |
Love... | |
How could you wait another minute | |
A hug is warmer when you're in it | |
And baby, that's a fact | |
And saying "I love you's" always better | |
Seasons, reasons, they don't matter | |
So don't hold back. | |
How many people in this world | |
So needful in this world | |
How many people are praying for love | |
So Don't save it all for Christmas day | |
Find a way | |
To give a little love everyday | |
Don't save it all for Christmas day. | |
Find your way | |
'Cause holidays have come and gone | |
But love lives on | |
If you give on | |
Love... | |
Let all the children know | |
Everywhere that they go | |
Their whole life long | |
Let them know love. | |
Don't save it all for Christmas day | |
Find your way | |
To give a little love everyday. | |
Don't save it all for Christmas day | |
Find a way | |
Everyone, everywhere. | |
Don't save it all for Christmas day | |
Find your way | |
'Cause holidays have come and gone | |
But love lives on | |
If you give on | |
Love... | |
Love... | |
Down in yon forest there stands a hall | |
The bells of Paradise I heard them ring | |
It's covered all over with purple and pall | |
And I love my Lord Jesus above anything. | |
In that hall there stands a bed | |
The bells of Paradise I heard them ring | |
It's covered all over with scarlet so red | |
And I love my Lord Jesus above anything. | |
At the bed side there lies a stone | |
The bells of Paradise I heard them ring | |
Which the sweet Virgin Mary knelt upon | |
And I love my Lord Jesus above anything. | |
Under that bed there runs a flood | |
The bells of Paradise I heard them ring | |
The one half runs water, the other runs blood | |
And I love my Lord Jesus above anything. | |
At the bed's foot there grows a thorn | |
The bells of Paradise I heard them ring | |
Which ever blows blossom since he was born | |
And I love my Lord Jesus above anything. | |
Over that bed the moon shines bright | |
The bells of Paradise I heard them ring | |
Denoting our Saviour was born this night | |
And I love my Lord Jesus above anything. | |
Oh, I cant wait to see those faces | |
Im driving home for Christmas, yeah! | |
Well, I'm moving down that line | |
And its been so long | |
But I will be there | |
I sing this song | |
To pass the time away | |
Driving in my car | |
Driving home for Christmas. | |
Its gonna take some time | |
But I'll get there | |
Top to toe in tailbacks | |
Oh, I got red lights on the run | |
But soon there'll be a freeway | |
Get my feet on holy ground. | |
So I sing for you | |
Though you can't hear me | |
When I get through | |
And feel you near me | |
I am driving home for Christmas | |
Driving home for Christmas | |
With a thousand memories. | |
I take look at the driver next to me | |
He's just the same | |
Just the same. | |
Top to toe in tailbacks | |
Oh, I got red lights on the run | |
I am driving home for Christmas, yeah! | |
Get my feet on holy ground | |
So I sing for you | |
Though you can't hear me | |
When I get through | |
And feel you near me | |
Driving in my car | |
Driving home for Christmas | |
Driving home for Christmas | |
With a thousand memories. | |
Earth today rejoices | |
Alleluia, Alleluia, Alleluia | |
Death can hurt no more | |
And celestial voices | |
Alleluia, Alleluia, Alleluia | |
Tell that sin is o'er. | |
David's sling destroys the foe | |
Samson lays the temple low | |
War and strife are done | |
God and man are one. | |
Reconciliation | |
Alleluia, Alleluia, Alleluia | |
Peace that lasts for ever | |
Gladness and salvation | |
Alleluia, Alleluia, Alleluia | |
Came on Christmas Day | |
Gideon's fleece is wet with dew | |
Solomon is crown'd anew | |
War and strife are done | |
God and man are one. | |
Though the cold grows stronger | |
Alleluia, Alleluia, Alleluia | |
Though the world loves night | |
Yet the days grow longer | |
Alleluia, Alleluia, Alleluia | |
Chris is born our Light | |
Now the Dial's type is learnt | |
Burns the Bush that is not burnt | |
War and strife are done | |
God and man are one. | |
Earth today rejoices | |
Alleluia, Alleluia, Alleluia | |
Death can hurt no more | |
And celestial voices | |
Alleluia, Alleluia, Alleluia | |
Tell that sin is o'er. | |
David's sling destroys the foe | |
Samson lays the temple low | |
War and strife are done | |
God and man are one. | |
Reconciliation | |
Alleluia, Alleluia, Alleluia | |
Peace that lasts for ever | |
Gladness and salvation | |
Alleluia, Alleluia, Alleluia | |
Came on Christmas Day | |
Gideon's fleece is wet with dew | |
Solomon is crown'd anew | |
War and strife are done | |
God and man are one. | |
Though the cold grows stronger | |
Alleluia, Alleluia, Alleluia | |
Though the world loves night | |
Yet the days grow longer | |
Alleluia, Alleluia, Alleluia | |
Chris is born our Light | |
Now the Dial's type is learnt | |
Burns the Bush that is not burnt | |
War and strife are done | |
God and man are one. | |
We bring the evergreen | |
Young ones wait | |
While the old ones make up | |
Tales of how it used to be. | |
China dolls | |
Candy corn | |
Painted wooden toys | |
Treasures found | |
To the wondrous sound | |
Of caroling | |
The savior | |
Born to us on Christmas morn. | |
Emmanuel | |
God with us | |
Emmanuel! | |
Emmanuel | |
God with us | |
The Son of Israel. | |
And still he calls | |
Through the night | |
Beyond the days of old | |
A voice of peace | |
To the weary ones | |
Who struggle with the human soul. | |
All of us | |
Travelers | |
Through a given time | |
Who can know | |
What tomorrow holds? | |
But over the horizon | |
Surely you and I will find. | |
Emmanuel | |
God with us | |
Emmanuel! | |
Emmanuel | |
God with us | |
The Son of Israel. | |
And the years they come | |
And the years they go | |
Though we may forget somehow | |
That the Child once born in Bethlehem | |
Is still among us now. | |
Emmanuel | |
God with us | |
Emmanuel! | |
Emmanuel | |
God with us | |
The Son of Israel. | |
Emmanuel | |
God with us | |
Emmanuel! | |
Emmanuel | |
God with us | |
The Son of Israel. | |
But I'm so sentimental | |
And I'm so hopeful you'll be there | |
So, here I am every year, every Christmas. | |
I've wished for you in my heart, and in my head | |
And I got my answer that first moment that we met | |
And, oh yes, I believed you as you told me, as you said | |
You'd be here every year, every Christmas. | |
There must be a lesson for me to learn | |
If you don't trust in love, you'll get nothing in return | |
Why should I be lonely, don't tell me it's right | |
I have my pride, but I'd rather be with you tonight. | |
So much emotion, it's driving me mad | |
But I'll take my chances with these feelings that I have | |
And I'll come back to this same corner where we met | |
And I'll be here every year, every Christmas. | |
Mere words can't explain the pain and the fear | |
'Cause oh, I wonder, yes, I wonder, are you gonna leave me standing here? | |
Today's almost over, but I don't want to leave | |
Has my heart made a fool out of me? | |
My friends gather round me with holiday cheer | |
They say to forget you, to let you go 'cause you're not here | |
Well, I can't keep explaining what they'll never understand | |
And why I'm here every year, every Christmas | |
I return every year, every Christmas | |
I come here every year, every Christmas. | |
December rolled around | |
And you were counting on it to roll out. | |
Well, everything's gonna be cool this Christmas | |
Everything's gonna be cool this Christmas | |
Everything's gonna be cool this Christmas. | |
Well everybody's lookin' for you down at the house | |
The tree is looking so inspired | |
There's a yuletide groove waitin' for you to move | |
I'll go and throw another log on the fire. | |
Everything's gonna be cool this Christmas | |
Everything's gonna be cool this Christmas | |
Everything's gonna be cool this Christmas. | |
As days go by the more we need friends | |
And the harder they are to find | |
If I could have a friend like you all my life | |
Well I guess I'd be doin' just fine. | |
Everything's gonna be cool this Christmas | |
Everything's gonna be cool this Christmas | |
Everything's gonna be cool this Christmas. | |
In the drunk tank | |
An old man said to me | |
"Won't see another one" | |
And then he sang a song | |
The Rare Old Mountain Dew | |
I turned my face away | |
And dreamed about you. | |
Got on a lucky one | |
Came in eighteen to one | |
I've got a feeling | |
This year's for me and you. | |
So happy Christmas | |
I love you, baby | |
I can see a better time | |
When all our dreams come true. | |
They've got cars big as bars | |
They've got rivers of gold | |
But the wind goes right through you | |
It's no place for the old. | |
When you first took my hand | |
On a cold Christmas Eve | |
You promised me | |
Broadway was waiting for me. | |
You were handsome | |
You were pretty | |
Queen of New York City | |
When the band finished playing | |
They howled out for more | |
Sinatra was swinging | |
All the drunks they were singing | |
We kissed on a corner | |
Then danced through the night. | |
The boys of the NYPD choir | |
Were singing "Galway Bay" | |
And the bells were ringing out | |
For Christmas day. | |
You're a bum | |
You're a punk | |
You're an old slut on junk | |
Lying there almost dead | |
On a drip in that bed. | |
You scumbag, you maggot | |
You cheap lousy faggot | |
Happy Christmas, your arse | |
I pray God it's our last. | |
I could have been someone | |
Well, so could anyone | |
You took my dreams from me | |
When I first found you. | |
I kept them with me, babe | |
I put them with my own | |
Can't make it all alone | |
I've built my dreams around you. | |
Shepherds of old heard the joyous strains. | |
Refrain: | |
Glory to God, glory to God, | |
Glory to God in the highest; | |
Peace on earth, good will to men; | |
Peace on earth, good will to men. | |
Sweet are these strains of redeeming love, | |
Message of mercy from heaven above. | |
Refrain: | |
Glory to God, glory to God, | |
Glory to God in the highest; | |
Peace on earth, good will to men; | |
Peace on earth, good will to men. | |
Lord, with the angels we too would rejoice; | |
Help us to sing with the heart and voice. | |
Refrain: | |
Glory to God, glory to God, | |
Glory to God in the highest; | |
Peace on earth, good will to men; | |
Peace on earth, good will to men. | |
Hasten the time when, from every clime, | |
Men shall unite in the strains sublime. | |
Refrain: | |
Glory to God, glory to God, | |
Glory to God in the highest; | |
Peace on earth, good will to men; | |
Peace on earth, good will to men. | |
Feliz navidad | |
Feliz navidad | |
Feliz navidad | |
Prospero año y felicidad. | |
Feliz navidad | |
Feliz navidad | |
Feliz navidad | |
Prospero año y felicidad. | |
I want to wish you a merry christmas | |
I want to wish you a merry christmas | |
I want to wish you a merry christmas | |
From the bottom of my heart. | |
I want to wish you a merry christmas | |
I want to wish you a merry christmas | |
I want to wish you a merry christmas | |
From the bottom of my heart. | |
Feliz navidad | |
Feliz navidad | |
Feliz navidad | |
Prospero año y felicidad. | |
Feliz navidad | |
Feliz navidad | |
Feliz navidad | |
Prospero año y felicidad. | |
I want to wish you a merry christmas | |
I want to wish you a merry christmas | |
I want to wish you a merry christmas | |
From the bottom of my heart. | |
I want to wish you a merry christmas | |
I want to wish you a merry christmas | |
I want to wish you a merry christmas | |
From the bottom of my heart. | |
Feliz navidad | |
Feliz navidad | |
Feliz navidad | |
Prospero año y felicidad. | |
Feliz navidad | |
Feliz navidad | |
Feliz navidad | |
Prospero año y felicidad. | |
Translation: | |
Merry Christmas | |
Merry Christmas | |
Merry Christmas | |
Prosperous new year and happiness. | |
Christmas break, a time for touching home | |
The heart of all he'd known | |
And leaving was so hard. | |
Three thousand miles away | |
Now he's working Christmas Day | |
Making double time for the minding of the store | |
Well, he always said, he'd make it on his own | |
He's spending Christmas Eve alone | |
First Christmas away from home. | |
She's standing by the train station | |
Pan-handling for change | |
Four more dollars buys a decent meal and a room | |
Looks like the Sally Ann place after all | |
In a crowded sleeping hall | |
That echoes like a tomb. | |
But it's warm and clean and free | |
And there are worse places to be | |
At least it means no beating from her Dad | |
And if she cries because it's Christmas Day | |
She hopes that it won't show | |
First Christmas away from home. | |
In the apartment stands a tree | |
And it looks so small and bare | |
Not like it was meant to be | |
Golden angel on the top | |
It's not that same old silver star | |
You wanted for your own | |
First Christmas away from home. | |
In the morning, they get prayers | |
Then it's crafts and tea downstairs | |
Then another meal back in his little room | |
Hoping maybe that the boys | |
Will think to phone before the day is gone | |
Well, it's best they do it soon. | |
When the old girl passed away | |
He fell apart more every day | |
Each had always kept the other pretty well | |
But the kids all said, the nursing home was best | |
Cause he couldn't live alone | |
First Christmas away from home. | |
In the common room, they've got the biggest tree | |
And it's huge and cold and lifeless | |
Not like it ought to be | |
And the lit-up flashing Santa Claus on top | |
It's not that same old silver star | |
You once made for your own | |
First Christmas away from home. | |
Was to certain poor shepherds in fields as they lay | |
In fields where they lay tending their sheep | |
On a cold winter's night that was so deep. | |
Noel, Noel, Noel, Noel | |
Born is the King of Israel. | |
They looked up and saw a star | |
Shining in the east, beyond them far | |
And to the earth it gave great light | |
And so it continued both day and night. | |
Noel, Noel, Noel, Noel | |
Born is the King of Israel. | |
And by the light of that same star | |
Three Wise Men came from country far | |
To seek for a King was their intent | |
And to follow the star wherever it went. | |
Noel, Noel, Noel, Noel | |
Born is the King of Israel. | |
This star drew nigh to the northwest | |
Over Bethlehem it took its rest | |
And there it did both stop and stay | |
Right over the place where Jesus lay. | |
Noel, Noel, Noel, Noel | |
Born is the King of Israel. | |
Then did they know assuredly | |
Within that house the King did lie | |
One entered it them for to see | |
And found the Babe in poverty. | |
Noel, Noel, Noel, Noel | |
Born is the King of Israel. | |
Then entered in those Wise Men three | |
Full reverently upon the knee | |
And offered there, in His presence | |
Their gold and myrrh and frankincense. | |
Noel, Noel, Noel, Noel | |
Born is the King of Israel. | |
Between an ox stall and an ass | |
This Child truly there He was | |
For want of clothing they did Him lay | |
All in a manger, among the hay. | |
Noel, Noel, Noel, Noel | |
Born is the King of Israel. | |
Then let us all with one accord | |
Sing praises to our heavenly Lord | |
That hath made Heaven and earth of naught | |
And with His blood mankind hath bought. | |
Noel, Noel, Noel, Noel | |
Born is the King of Israel. | |
If we in our time shall do well | |
We shall be free from death and hell | |
For God hath prepared for us all | |
A resting place in general. | |
Noel, Noel, Noel, Noel | |
Born is the King of Israel. | |
When it drifted to and frost | |
Why you should've seen the snow | |
It was near seven feet or more | |
By the old barn door. | |
Oh the first snowfall of the winter | |
What a joy for a boy to behold | |
In each house you'll find a sleigh | |
That was waiting for this day | |
And of course, down the road a hill | |
For each Jack and Jill. | |
Every winter breeze that scurries | |
Sets the snowflakes up in flurries | |
It's the good old sentimental season when | |
Folks put runners on their surreys | |
And forget about their worries | |
When a man becomes a boy once again. | |
Oh, the first snowfall of the winter | |
Jingle bells bring us spells ever dear | |
Under wintry skies of gray | |
It was snowing all the day | |
And it showed no signs of stopping | |
Every kid with eyes of popping | |
Will soon be belly-whopping on his ear. | |
On the first snowfall of the winter | |
Oh, the first snowfall of the year | |
The first snow of the year | |
Is just about the best snow | |
Well, I'll say any snow | |
Is a pretty good show. | |
We got the lights up on the tree now | |
And we're ready for the holiday. | |
The radio's playing all the Christmas songs | |
Just the way that we like | |
There's only five more days | |
And I can't wait | |
It's almost Christmas time. | |
There's 5, 4, 3, 2, 1 more days | |
All around the world | |
You know there's 5, 4, 3, 2, 1 more days | |
For every boy and girl. | |
Five more nights for Santa | |
To get ready for Christmas Eve | |
And you tell me that you got me something | |
But I'm gonna have to wait and see. | |
Everybody get a little closer now | |
You know we're gonna do it right | |
There's only five more days and I can't wait | |
It's almost Christmas time. | |
There's 5, 4, 3, 2, 1 more days | |
All around the world | |
You know there's 5, 4, 3, 2, 1 more days | |
For every boy and girl. | |
Everybody ready for their favorite holiday | |
All around, counting down | |
You know there's only five more days. | |
The radio's playing all the Christmas songs | |
Just the way that we like | |
There's only one more week and I can't wait | |
It's almost Christmas time. | |
There's 5, 4, 3, 2, 1 more days | |
All around the world | |
You know there's 5, 4, 3, 2, 1 more days | |
For every boy and girl. | |
There's five more days, five more days | |
Been waiting so long for this | |
Then four more days, four more days | |
Gonna get my Christmas wish | |
Now it's three more days, three more days | |
'Til the best time of the year | |
Everybody say, two more days, one more day | |
And now Christmas is finally here. | |
I've been waiting for a long, long time | |
And Christmas is finally here. | |
Unto us a Son is given | |
And the government | |
Shall be upon His shoulder | |
And his name shall be called Wonderful | |
Counselor | |
The Mighty God | |
The Everlasting Father | |
The Prince of Peace. | |
From heaven above to earth I come | |
To bear good news to every home | |
Glad tidings of great joy I bring | |
Whereof I now will say and sing. | |
"To you this night is born a child | |
Of Mary, chosen virgin mild | |
This little child, of lowly birth | |
Shall be the joy of all the earth." | |
"This is the Christ, our God and Lord | |
Who in all need shall aid afford | |
He will Himself your Savior be | |
From all your sins to set you free." | |
"He will on you the gifts bestow | |
Prepared by God for all below | |
That in His kingdom, bright and fair | |
You may with us His glory share." | |
"These are the tokens ye shall mark | |
The swaddling-clothes and manger dark | |
There ye shall find the Infant laid | |
By whom the heavens and earth were made." | |
Now let us all with gladsome cheer | |
Go with the shepherds and draw near | |
To see the precious gift of God, | |
Who hath His own dear Son bestowed. | |
Give heed, my heart, lift up thine eyes! | |
What is it in yon manger lies? | |
Who is this child, so young and fair? | |
The blessed Christ-child lieth there. | |
Welcome to earth, Thou noble Guest, | |
Through whom the sinful world is blest! | |
Thou com'st to share my misery | |
What thanks shall I return to Thee? | |
Ah, Lord, who hast created all | |
How weak art Thou, how poor and small | |
That Thou dost choose Thine infant bed | |
Where humble cattle lately fed! | |
Were earth a thousand times as fair | |
Beset with gold and jewels rare | |
It yet were far too poor to be | |
A narrow cradle, Lord, for Thee. | |
For velvets soft and silken stuff | |
Thou hast but hay and straw so rough | |
Whereon Thou, King, so rich and great | |
As 'twere Thy heaven, art throned in state. | |
And thus, dear Lord, it pleaseth Thee | |
To make this truth quite plain to me | |
That all the world's wealth, honor, might | |
Are naught and worthless in Thy sight. | |
Ah, dearest Jesus, holy Child | |
Make Thee a bed, soft, undefiled | |
Within my heart, that it may be | |
A quiet chamber kept for Thee. | |
My heart for very joy doth leap | |
My lips no more can silence keep | |
I, too, must sing with joyful tongue | |
That sweetest ancient cradle-song. | |
Glory to God in highest heaven | |
Who unto us His Son hath given! | |
While angels sing with pious mirth | |
A glad new year to all the earth. | |
Frosty the snowman | |
Was a jolly happy soul | |
With a corncob pipe | |
And a button nose | |
And two eyes made out of coal. | |
Frosty the snowman | |
Is a fairy tale, they say | |
He was made of snow | |
But the children know | |
How he came to life one day. | |
There must have been some magic | |
In that old silk hat they found | |
For when they placed it on his head | |
He began to dance around. | |
Frosty the snowman | |
Was alive as he could be | |
And the children say he could laugh | |
And play just the same as you and me. | |
Thumpetty thump thump | |
Thumpety thump thump | |
Look at Frosty go | |
Thumpetty thump thump | |
Thumpety thump thump | |
Over the hills of snow. | |
Frosty the snowman | |
Knew the sun was hot that day | |
So he said, "Let's run | |
And we'll have some fun | |
Now, before I melt away". | |
Down to the village | |
With a broomstick in his hand | |
Running here and there | |
All around the square | |
Saying, "catch me if you can". | |
He led them down the streets of town | |
Right to the traffic cop | |
And he only paused a moment when | |
He heard him holler "Stop!" | |
Frosty the snow man | |
Had to hurry on his way | |
But he waved goodbye | |
Saying, "Don't you cry, | |
I'll be back again some day". | |
Thumpetty thump thump | |
Thumpety thump thump | |
Look at Frosty go | |
Thumpetty thump thump | |
Thumpety thump thump | |
Over the hills of snow. | |
Twenty fifth Day of December | |
Fum, fum, fum! | |
Twenty fifth Day of December | |
Fum, fum, fum! | |
For the love of man is given | |
The holy infant, son of heaven | |
Of the holy virgin springing | |
Peace on earth and good will bringing | |
Fum, fum, fum! | |
Birds that live within the forest | |
Fum, fum, fum! | |
Birds that live within the forest | |
Fum, fum, fum! | |
All you fledglings leave behind | |
And seek the infant Saviour kind. | |
Build, as well as you are able | |
Downy nest to be his cradle | |
Fum, fum, fum! | |
Little stars up in the heavens | |
Fum, fum, fum! | |
Little stars up in the heavens | |
Fum, fum, fum! | |
If you see the baby cry | |
O, do not answer with a sigh | |
From the skies your radiance beaming | |
Pierce the darkness with your gleaming | |
Fum, fum, fum! | |
The angel Gabriel from heaven came | |
With wings as drifted snow, with eyes as flame | |
"All hail to thee, O lowly maiden Mary | |
Most highly favored lady. Gloria!" | |
"For know a blessed mother thou shalt be | |
All generations laud and honor thee | |
Thy son shall be Emmanuel, by seers foretold | |
Most highly favored lady." Gloria! | |
Then gentle Mary meekly bowed her head | |
"To me be as it pleaseth God," she said | |
"My soul shall laud and magnify God's holy name." | |
"Most highly favored lady." Gloria! | |
Of her, Emmanuel, the Christ, was born | |
In Bethlehem all on a Christmas morn | |
And Christian folk through-out the world will ever say | |
"Most highly favored lady." Gloria! | |
Rejoice, rejoice! | |
Christ is born | |
Of the Virgin Mary | |
Rejoice! | |
It is now the time of grace | |
That we have desired | |
Let us sing songs of joy | |
Let us give devotion | |
God was made man | |
And nature marvels | |
The world was renewed | |
By Christ who is King. | |
The closed gate of Ezekiel | |
Has been passed through | |
From where the light rises | |
Salvation is found | |
Therefore let our assembly now sing | |
Sing the Psalms to purify us | |
Let it praise the Lord. | |
Latin | |
Gaudete, gaudete! | |
Christus est natus | |
Ex Maria virgine | |
Gaudete! | |
Tempus adest gratiae | |
Hoc quod optibamus | |
Carmina laetitiae | |
Devote redamus | |
Deus homo factus est | |
Natura mirante | |
Mundus renovatus est | |
A Christo regnante. | |
Ezechielis porta | |
Clausa pertransitur | |
Unde lux est orta | |
Salus invenitur | |
Ergo nostra cantio | |
Psallat iam in lustro | |
Benedicat Domino | |
Salus Regi nostro. | |
Gentle Mary laid her Child | |
Lowly in a manger | |
There He lay, the undefiled | |
To the world a Stranger. | |
Such a Babe in such a place | |
Can he be the Saviour? | |
Ask the saved of all the race | |
Who have found His favor. | |
Angels sang about His birth, | |
Wise men sought and found Him; | |
Heaven's star shone brightly forth | |
Glory all around Him. | |
Shepherds saw the wondrous sight, | |
Heard the angels singing; | |
All the plains were lit that night, | |
All the hills were ringing. | |
Gentle Mary laid her Child | |
Lowly in a manger; | |
He is still the undefiled, | |
But no more a Stranger. | |
Son of God of humble birth, | |
Beautiful the story; | |
Praise His Name in all the earth, | |
Hail! the King of Glory! | |
When blossoms flower e'er 'mid the snow | |
Upon a winter night | |
Was born the Child, the Christmas Rose | |
The King of Love and Light. | |
The angels sang, the shepherds sang | |
The grateful earth rejoiced | |
And at His blessed birth the stars | |
Their exultation voiced. | |
O come let us adore Him | |
O come let us adore Him | |
O come let us adore Him | |
Christ the Lord. | |
Again the heart with rapture glows | |
To greet the holy night | |
That gave the world its Christmas Rose | |
Its King of Love and Light. | |
Let ev'ry voice acclaim His name | |
The grateful chorus swell | |
From paradise to earth He came | |
That we with Him might dwell. | |
O come let us adore Him | |
O come let us adore Him | |
O come let us adore Him | |
Christ the Lord. | |
Give heed, my heart, lift up thine eyes | |
What is it in that manger lies? | |
Who is the Child so young and fair? | |
The blessed Christ Child lieth there. | |
My heart for very joy doth leap | |
My lips no more can silence keep | |
I, too, must sing, with joyful tongue | |
That sweetest, dearest cradle song. | |
Glory to God in highest heaven | |
Who unto man His Son has given | |
While angels sing, our hearts to cheer | |
To all the earth a glad new year! | |
It's a time to be kind | |
To one and all | |
It's that time of year | |
When good friends are dear | |
And you wish | |
You could give more | |
Than just presents | |
From a store. | |
Why don't you | |
Give love on Christmas day? | |
(On Christmas day) | |
Oh, even the man | |
Who has everything | |
Would be so happy | |
If you would bring him | |
Love on Christmas day | |
(On Christmas day) | |
No greater gift is there | |
Than love. | |
People you don't know | |
Smiling out hello | |
Everywhere | |
There's an air of Christmas joy | |
It's that once a year | |
When the world's sincere | |
And you'd like to find a way | |
To show the things | |
That words can't say. | |
Why don't you | |
Give love on Christmas day? | |
(On Christmas day) | |
The man on the street | |
And the couple upstairs | |
All need to know | |
There's someone one cares | |
Give love on Christmas day | |
(Christmas day) | |
No greater gift is there | |
Than love | |
What the world needs | |
Is love | |
Yes, the world needs | |
Your love. | |
Why don't you | |
Give love on Christmas day? | |
(On Christmas Day) | |
Oh, every little child | |
On Santa's knee | |
Has room for your love | |
Underneath his tree. | |
Give love on Christmas day | |
(Christmas day) | |
No greater gift is there | |
Than love | |
What the world needs | |
Is love | |
Yes, the world needs | |
Your love. | |
Let every beat, sing to repeat | |
Our love will last each moment of the year. | |
Just give me your heart for Christmas | |
Only your love will do | |
And with each sigh, you'll know that I | |
Have given you my heart for Christmas, too. | |
And when it's Christmas eve | |
We'll sit around the tree | |
And hear the church bells ring | |
They're ringing for you and me. | |
So, give me your heart | |
Give me your heart darling, for Christmas | |
Open it wide for me, just for Christmas | |
And in return my love will burn | |
As bright as every candle on the tree | |
Give me your heart for Christmas. | |
Your music tells | |
The sweet and pleasant story; | |
How came to earth | |
In lowly birth | |
The Lord of life and glory. | |
No palace hall | |
Its ceiling tall | |
His kingly head spread over; | |
There only stood | |
A stable rude | |
The heavenly Babe to cover. | |
No raiment gay | |
As there He lay | |
Adorned the infant Stranger; | |
Poor, humble Child | |
Of mother mild | |
She laid Him in a manger. | |
But from afar | |
A splendid star | |
The wise men westward turning; | |
The livelong night | |
Saw pure and bright | |
Above His birth place burning. | |
Gloria in excelsis deo | |
Et in terra pax hominibus bonae voluntatis | |
Laudamus te | |
Benedicimus te | |
Adoramus te | |
Glorificamus te | |
Gratias agimus tibi propter magnam gloriam tuam | |
Domine Deus, Rex caelestis, Deus Pater omnipotens | |
Domine fili unigenite, Jesu Christe | |
Domine Deus, Agnus Dei, Filius patris | |
Qui tollis peccata mundi, miserere nobis | |
Qui tollis peccata mundi suscipe deprecationem nostram | |
Qui sedes ad dexteram patris miserere nobis | |
Quoniam tu solus sanctus | |
Tu solus Dominus | |
Tu solus Altissimus, Jesu Christe | |
Cum Sancto Spiritu in gloria Dei Patris. | |
Amen. | |
English | |
Glory to God in the highest | |
And on earth peace to people of good will | |
We praise You | |
We bless You | |
We adore You | |
We glorify You | |
We give thanks to You for Your great glory | |
Lord God, Heavenly King, God Almighty Father | |
Lord Only-begotten Son, Jesus Christ | |
Lord God, Lamb of God, Son of the Father | |
You who take away the sins of the world, have mercy on us | |
You who take away the sins of the world, hear our prayer | |
You who sit at the Father's right hand, have mercy on us | |
For You alone are holy | |
You alone, Lord | |
You alone the Most High, Jesus Christ | |
With the Holy Spirit in the glory of God the Father. | |
Amen. | |
Glory to God! | |
In the highest | |
In the highest | |
In the highest | |
Peace be on Earth | |
Peace be on Earth | |
To the people whom God delights in. | |
Glory to God in the highest | |
Glory to God in the highest | |
Peace be on Earth | |
Peace be on Earth | |
Peace be on Earth | |
Peace be on Earth | |
To the people | |
To the people whom God delights in | |
To the people whom God delights in | |
Whom God delights in. | |
Amen | |
Amen. | |
Go, tell it on the mountain | |
Over the hills and everywhere | |
Go, tell it on the mountain | |
That Jesus Christ is born. | |
While shepherds kept their watching | |
Over silent flocks by night | |
Behold throughout the heavens | |
There shone a holy light. | |
Go, tell it on the mountain | |
Over the hills and everywhere | |
Go, tell it on the mountain | |
That Jesus Christ is born. | |
The shepherds feared and trembled | |
When lo! above the earth | |
Rang out the angels chorus | |
That hailed the Savior's birth. | |
Go, tell it on the mountain | |
Over the hills and everywhere | |
Go, tell it on the mountain | |
That Jesus Christ is born. | |
Down in a lowly manger | |
The humble Christ was born | |
And God sent us salvation | |
That blessed Christmas morn. | |
Go, tell it on the mountain | |
Over the hills and everywhere | |
Go, tell it on the mountain | |
That Jesus Christ is born. | |
Go tell it on the mountain | |
Over the hills and everywhere | |
Go tell it on the mountain | |
Our Jesus Christ is born. | |
When I was a seeker | |
I sought both night and day | |
I asked the Lord to help me | |
And he showed me the way. | |
Go tell it on the mountain | |
Over the hills and everywhere | |
Go tell it on the mountain | |
Our Jesus Christ is born. | |
He made me a watchman | |
Upon a city wall | |
And if I am a Christian | |
I am the least of all. | |
Go tell it on the mountain | |
Over the hills and everywhere | |
Go tell it on the mountain | |
Our Jesus Christ is born. | |
God rest ye merry, gentlemen | |
Let nothing you dismay | |
Remember, Christ, our Saviour | |
Was born on Christmas day | |
To save us all from Satan's power | |
When we were gone astray | |
O tidings of comfort and joy | |
Comfort and joy | |
O tidings of comfort and joy. | |
In Bethlehem in Israel | |
This blessed Babe was born | |
And laid within a manger | |
Upon this blessed morn | |
The which His Mother Mary | |
Did nothing take in scorn | |
O tidings of comfort and joy | |
Comfort and joy | |
O tidings of comfort and joy. | |
From God our Heavenly Father | |
A blessed Angel came | |
And unto certain shepherds | |
Brought tidings of the same | |
How that in Bethlehem was born | |
The Son of God by Name | |
O tidings of comfort and joy | |
Comfort and joy | |
O tidings of comfort and joy. | |
"Fear not then," said the Angel | |
"Let nothing you affright | |
This day is born a Saviour | |
Of a pure Virgin bright | |
To free all those who trust in Him | |
From Satan's power and might." | |
O tidings of comfort and joy | |
Comfort and joy | |
O tidings of comfort and joy. | |
The shepherds at those tidings | |
Rejoiced much in mind | |
And left their flocks a-feeding | |
In tempest, storm and wind | |
And went to Bethlehem straightway | |
The Son of God to find | |
O tidings of comfort and joy | |
Comfort and joy | |
O tidings of comfort and joy. | |
And when they came to Bethlehem | |
Where our dear Saviour lay | |
They found Him in a manger | |
Where oxen feed on hay | |
His Mother Mary kneeling down | |
Unto the Lord did pray | |
O tidings of comfort and joy | |
Comfort and joy | |
O tidings of comfort and joy. | |
Now to the Lord sing praises | |
All you within this place | |
And with true love and brotherhood | |
Each other now embrace | |
This holy tide of Christmas | |
All other doth deface | |
O tidings of comfort and joy | |
Comfort and joy | |
O tidings of comfort and joy. | |
And the butter light of candlesticks | |
Chases snowflakes off the bricks. | |
The postman is shivering | |
With packages he's delivering | |
Ribbons pulled and try to hide | |
Wishes waiting warm inside. | |
And everything looks better in gold and green | |
The lights on the trees shining all through the city | |
Are the prettiest I've ever seen | |
And the world decides to sleep safe tonight. | |
The carolers, they sing noel | |
Silent night and silver bells | |
And all around you snow will fall | |
Like confetti stars and paper dolls. | |
And everything looks better in gold and green | |
The lights on the trees in the eyes of our children | |
Are the prettiest I've ever seen | |
And the world decides to sleep safe tonight. | |
The first noel | |
The angels did say | |
Was to certain poor shepherds | |
In fields where they lay. | |
Everything looks better in gold and green | |
Everything looks better in gold and green | |
Everything looks better in gold and green | |
Everything looks better in gold and green | |
Everything looks better | |
Everything looks better. | |
Good Christian men, rejoice | |
With heart and soul, and voice | |
Give ye heed to what we say | |
News! News! Jesus Christ is born today; | |
Ox and ass before Him bow; | |
And He is in the manger now | |
Christ is born today! | |
Christ is born today! | |
Good Christian men, rejoice | |
With heart and soul and voice | |
Now ye hear of endless bliss | |
Joy! Joy! Jesus Christ was born for this! | |
He has opened the heavenly door | |
And man is blest forevermore | |
Christ was born for this! | |
Christ was born for this! | |
Good Christian men, rejoice | |
With heart and soul and voice | |
Now ye need not fear the grave | |
Peace! Peace! Jesus Christ was born to save! | |
Calls you one and calls you all | |
To gain His everlasting hall. | |
Christ was born to save! | |
Christ was born to save | |
Good King Wenceslas looked out on the Feast of Stephen | |
When the snow lay round about, deep and crisp and even. | |
Brightly shone the moon that night, though the frost was cruel | |
When a poor man came in sight, gathering winter fuel. | |
"Hither, page, and stand by me, if you know it, telling | |
Yonder peasant, who is he? Where and what his dwelling?" | |
"Sire, he lives a good league hence, underneath the mountain | |
Right against the forest fence, by Saint Agnes' fountain." | |
"Bring me food and bring me wine, bring me pine logs hither | |
You and I will see him dine, when we bear them thither." | |
Page and monarch, forth they went, forth they went together, | |
Through the cold wind's wild lament and the bitter weather. | |
"Sire, the night is darker now, and the wind blows stronger, | |
Fails my heart, I know not how; I can go no longer." | |
"Mark my footsteps, my good page, tread now in them boldly, | |
You shall find the winter's rage freeze your blood less coldly." | |
In his master's steps he trod, where the snow lay dinted | |
Heat was in the very sod which the saint had printed. | |
Therefore, Christian men, be sure, wealth or rank possessing, | |
You who now will bless the poor shall yourselves find blessing. | |
Good people all, this Christmas time | |
Consider well and bear in mind | |
What our good God for us has done | |
In sending His beloved Son. | |
With thankful heart we should pray | |
To God with love this Christmas day | |
In Bethlehem upon that morn | |
There was a blessed Messiah born! | |
The night before that happy tide | |
The noble virgin and her guide | |
Were long time seeking up and down | |
To find a lodging in the town. | |
But mark how all things came to pass | |
From every door repelled, alas! | |
As long foretold, their refuge all | |
Was but an humble oxen's stall. | |
There were three wise men from afar | |
Directed by a glorious star | |
And on they wandered night and day | |
Until they came where Jesus lay. | |
And when they came unto that place | |
Where our beloved Messiah was | |
They humbly cast them at His feet | |
With gifts of gold and incense sweet. | |
Near Bethlehem did shepherds keep | |
Their flocks of lambs and feeding sheep | |
To whom God's angels did appear | |
Which put the shepherds in great fear. | |
"Prepare and go", the angels said | |
"To Bethlehem, be not afraid | |
For there you'll find, this happy morn | |
A princely babe, sweet Jesus born". | |
With happy heart and joyful mind | |
The shepherds went the babe to find | |
And as God's angel had foretold | |
They did our Saviour Christ behold. | |
Within a manger He was laid | |
And by His side the virgin maid | |
Attending on the Lord of life | |
Who came on earth to end all strife. | |
Grandma got run over by a reindeer | |
Walking home from our house Christmas eve. | |
You can say there's no such thing as Santa | |
But as for me and Grandpa, we believe. | |
She'd been drinking too much eggnog, | |
And we begged her not to go | |
But she forgot her medication | |
And she staggered out the door into the snow. | |
When we found her Christmas morning | |
At the scene of the attack | |
She had hoof-prints on her forehead | |
And incriminating Claus marks on her back. | |
Grandma got run over by a reindeer | |
Walking home from our house Christmas eve | |
You can say there's no such thing as Santa | |
But as for me and Grandpa, we believe. | |
Now we're all so proud of Grandpa | |
He's been taking this so well | |
See him in there watching football, | |
Drinking root beer | |
And playing cards with Cousin Mel. | |
It's not Christmas without Grandma | |
All the family's dressed in black | |
And we just can't help but wonder | |
Should we open up her gifts | |
Or send them back? | |
Send them back! | |
Grandma got run over by a reindeer | |
Walking home from our house Christmas eve | |
You can say there's no such thing as Santa | |
But as for me and Grandpa, we believe. | |
Now the goose is on the table | |
And the pudding made of fig | |
And the blue and silver candles | |
That would just have matched | |
The hair on grandma's wig. | |
I've warned all my friends and neighbors | |
Better watch out for yourselves, | |
They should never give a license | |
To a man who drives a sleigh and plays with elves. | |
Grandma got run over by a reindeer | |
Walking home from our house Christmas eve | |
You can say there's no such thing as Santa | |
But as for me and Grandpa, we believe. | |
I wrote to you | |
With childhood fantasies. | |
Well, I'm all grown up now | |
And still need help somehow | |
I'm not a child | |
But my heart still can dream. | |
So here's my lifelong wish | |
My grown up Christmas list | |
Not for myself | |
But for a world in need. | |
No more lives torn apart | |
That wars would never start | |
And time would heal the heart | |
And everyone would have a friend | |
And right would always win | |
And love would never end | |
This is my grown up Christmas list. | |
As children we believed | |
The grandest sight to see | |
Was something lovely | |
Wrapped beneath the tree. | |
But heaven surely knows | |
That packages and bows | |
Can never heal | |
A hurting human soul. | |
No more lives torn apart | |
That wars would never start | |
And time would heal all hearts | |
And everyone would have a friend | |
And right would always win | |
And love would never end | |
Oh, this is my grown up Christmas list. | |
What is this illusion | |
Called the innocence of youth? | |
Maybe only in our blind belief | |
Can we ever find the truth. | |
No more lives torn apart | |
That wars would never start | |
And time would heal all hearts | |
And everyone would have a friend | |
And right would always win | |
And love would never end, oh | |
This is my grown up Christmas list | |
This is my only life long wish | |
This is my grown up Christmas list. | |
Blessed are you among women | |
And blest is the fruit of your womb, Jesus. | |
Holy Mary, Mother of God | |
Pray for us sinners now | |
And at the hour of death | |
Amen. | |
Refrain: | |
Gentle woman, quiet light | |
Morning star, so strong and bright | |
Gentle Mother, peaceful dove | |
Teach us wisdom; teach us love. | |
You were chosen by the Father | |
You were chosen for the Son | |
You were chosen from all women | |
And for woman | |
Shining one. | |
Refrain: | |
Gentle woman, quiet light | |
Morning star, so strong and bright | |
Gentle Mother, peaceful dove | |
Teach us wisdom; teach us love. | |
Blessed are you among women | |
Blest in turn all women, too | |
Blessed they with peaceful spirits | |
Blessed they with gentle hearts. | |
Refrain: | |
Gentle woman, quiet light | |
Morning star, so strong and bright | |
Gentle Mother, peaceful dove | |
Teach us wisdom; teach us love. | |
Happy birthday to You | |
Happy birthday, Dear Jesus | |
Happy birthday to You. | |
Happy birthday, Jesus | |
I'm so glad its Christmas | |
All the tinsel and lights | |
And the presents are nice | |
But the real gift is You. | |
Happy birthday Jesus | |
I'm so glad its Christmas | |
All the carols and bells | |
Make the holiday swell | |
And it's all about You | |
Happy birthday Jesus | |
Jesus, I Love You! | |
While the merry bells keep ringing | |
May your every wish come true. | |
Happy Holiday | |
Happy Holiday | |
May the calendar keep bringing | |
Happy Holidays to you. | |
It's the holiday season | |
And Santa Claus is coming back | |
The Christmas snow is white on the ground | |
When old Santa gets into town | |
He'll be coming down the chimney, down | |
Coming down the chimney, down. | |
It's the holiday season | |
And Santa Claus has got a toy | |
For every good girl and good little boy | |
He's a great big bundle of joy | |
He'll be coming down the chimney, down | |
Coming down the chimney, down. | |
He'll have a big fat pack upon his back | |
And lots of goodies for you and me | |
So leave a peppermint stick for old St.Nick | |
Hanging on the Christmas tree. | |
It's the holiday season | |
With the whoop-de-do and hickory dock | |
And don't forget to hang up your sock | |
"Cause just exactly at 12 o'clock | |
He'll be coming down the chimney | |
Coming down the chimney | |
Coming down the chimney, down! | |
Happy Holiday | |
Happy Holiday | |
While the merry bells keep bringing | |
Happy Holidays to you. | |
Happy Holiday | |
Happy Holiday | |
May the calendar keep bringing | |
Happy Holidays to you | |
To you | |
Happy Holiday. | |
Look at the happiness in their eyes | |
They're glad it's Christmas. | |
People carolin' into the night | |
Where the snow is fallin' | |
There are sleigh bells rides tonight | |
We'll snuggle to a nice warm fire | |
I'm glad it's Christmas. | |
But before the snow gets under way | |
Think of how much love you wish to give today | |
Then wonder why we can't give it all every day | |
There is no reason, every season needs love. | |
People really need one another | |
Men, women, boy, girl, sister and brother | |
We wish to | |
Wish happy holidays to you | |
(Happy holidays, happy holidays) | |
Happy holidays to you. | |
And for this holiday season celebration | |
Let's lift our hands to the holy nation | |
To say thank You, Father | |
Happy Birthday to Your Son | |
Happy holidays to you. | |
Hope is the strength we need | |
Love is to share with men | |
Peace is to be with everyone. | |
Happy holidays to you | |
(Happy holidays, happy holidays) | |
To you, yeah | |
Happy holidays to you | |
(Happy holidays, happy holidays) | |
People really need one another | |
Men, women, boy, girl, sister and brother | |
We wish to | |
Wish happy holidays to you | |
(Happy holidays, happy holidays) | |
Happy holidays to you | |
We wish you happy holidays | |
To you, to you, to you. | |
Happy holidays | |
(Happy holidays to you) | |
Happy Xmas Julian. | |
So this is Xmas | |
And what have you done? | |
Another year over | |
And a new one just begun. | |
And so this is Xmas | |
I hope you have fun | |
The near and the dear one | |
The old and the young. | |
A very Merry Xmas | |
And a happy New Year | |
Let's hope it's a good one | |
Without any fear. | |
And so this is Xmas | |
For weak and for strong | |
For rich and the poor ones | |
The world is so wrong | |
And so happy Xmas | |
For black and for white | |
For yellow and red ones | |
Let's stop all the fight. | |
A very Merry Xmas | |
And a happy New Year | |
Let's hope it's a good one | |
Without any fear. | |
And so this is Xmas | |
And what have we done | |
Another year over | |
A new one just begun | |
And so happy Xmas | |
We hope you have fun | |
The near and the dear one | |
The old and the young. | |
A very Merry Xmas | |
And a happy New Year | |
Let's hope it's a good one | |
Without any fear | |
War is over, if you want it | |
War is over now. | |
Happy Xmas! | |
Maybe I'll move somewhere | |
Maybe I'll get a car | |
Maybe I'll drive so far | |
They'll all lose track | |
Me, I'll bounce right back. | |
Maybe I'll sleep real late | |
Maybe I'll lose some weight | |
Maybe I'll clear my junk | |
Maybe I'll just get drunk on apple wine. | |
Me, I'll be just | |
Fine and Dandy | |
Lord, it's like a hard candy Christmas | |
I'm barely getting through tomorrow | |
But still I won't let | |
Sorrow bring me way down. | |
I'll be fine and dandy | |
Lord, it's like a hard candy Christmas | |
I'm barely getting through tomorrow | |
But still I won't let | |
Sorrow get me way down. | |
Hey, maybe I'll learn to sew | |
Maybe I'll just lie low | |
Maybe I'll hit the bars | |
Maybe I'll count the stars until dawn | |
Me, I will go on. | |
Maybe I'll settle down | |
Maybe I'll just leave town | |
Maybe I'll have some fun | |
Maybe I'll meet someone | |
And make him mine. | |
Me, I'll be just | |
Fine and dandy | |
Lord it's like a hard candy Christmas | |
I'm barely getting through tomorrow | |
But still I won't let | |
Sorrow bring me way down. | |
I'll be fine and dandy | |
Lord it's like a hard candy Christmas | |
I'm barely getting through tomorrow | |
But still I won't let | |
Sorrow bring me way down. | |
I'll be fine and dandy | |
Lord it's like a hard candy Christmas | |
I'm barely getting through tomorrow | |
But still I won't let | |
Sorrow bring me way down. | |
'Cause I'll be fine | |
(I'll be fine) | |
Oh, I'll be fine. | |
Hark, the herald angels sing | |
"Glory to the newborn King!" | |
Peace on earth and mercy mild | |
God and sinners reconciled | |
Joyful, all ye nations rise | |
Join the triumph of the skies | |
With the angelic host proclaim | |
"Christ is born in Bethlehem!" | |
Hark! The herald angels sing | |
"Glory to the newborn King!" | |
Christ, by highest heaven adored | |
Christ, the everlasting Lord! | |
Late in time behold Him come | |
Offspring of a Virgin's womb | |
Veiled in flesh, the Godhead see | |
Hail, the incarnate Deity | |
Pleased as man with man to dwell | |
Jesus, our Emmanuel. | |
Hark! The herald angels sing | |
"Glory to the newborn King!" | |
Hail, the heaven-born Prince of Peace! | |
Hail, the Son of Righteousness! | |
Light and life to all He brings | |
Ris'n with healing in His wings | |
Mild He lays His glory by | |
Born that man no more may die | |
Born to raise the sons of earth | |
Born to give them second birth. | |
Hark! The herald angels sing | |
"Glory to the newborn King!" | |
I don't want to hear about your new boyfriend | |
I don't want to hear about it all working out for you | |
No, I don't want to hear it now. | |
I don't want to hear about your swinging new place | |
I don't want to hear how everyone thinks its great | |
I just want to sit in our apartment and hate you | |
Yes, I will be hating you for Christmas. | |
You can have the Christmas tree | |
Remember when we bought it at the store down the street? | |
Remember when I found that cheesy color wheel? | |
I don't want to think about the lights on your white skin | |
No, I don't want to think about it. | |
I don't want to think about last year at your dad's | |
You said it was the best sex that we both ever had | |
I don't want to think about my face in your soft hair | |
I will be hating you for Christmas. | |
I will be hating you for Christmas | |
I will be hating you for Christmas | |
I will be hating you for Christmas | |
I will be hating you for Christmas | |
I will be hating you for Christmas | |
I will be hating you for Christmas | |
I will be hating you for Christmas | |
I must be losing my mind | |
There's gotta be a better way to deal with the pain | |
There's gotta be a better way to deal with the hate | |
Wish that I could find some way to make you go away | |
Wish that I could have a drink and make you fade | |
I wish that I could have myself a drink and make you fade | |
I wish that I could have a drink and make you go away | |
Yeah, make you go away | |
Wish that I could make you go away | |
I will be hating you for Christmas | |
Yeah, I will be hating you for Christmas | |
Thanks for the Christmas card. | |
Have yourself a merry little Christmas | |
Let your heart be light | |
From now on | |
Our troubles will be out of sight. | |
Have yourself a merry little Christmas | |
Make the Yuletide gay | |
From now on | |
Our troubles will be miles away. | |
Here we are as in olden days | |
Happy golden days of yore | |
Faithful friends who are dear to us | |
Gather near to us once more. | |
Through the years | |
We all will be together | |
If the Fates allow | |
Hang a shining star upon the highest bough | |
And have yourself a merry little Christmas now. | |
He is born, the divine Christ child | |
Play on the oboe and bagpipes merrily | |
He is born, the divine Christ child | |
Sing we all of the Saviour's birth. | |
Through long ages of the past | |
Prophets have foretold his coming | |
Through long ages of the past | |
Now the time has come at last. | |
Oh, how lovely, oh, how pure | |
Is this perfect child of heaven | |
Oh, how lovely, oh, how pure | |
Gracious gift of God, to man. | |
Jesus, Lord of all the world | |
Coming as a child among us | |
Jesus, Lord of all the world | |
Grant to us Thy heav'nly peace. | |
Sin demanded justice | |
At a price we could not pay; | |
But God displayed his mercy | |
The greatest gift of love | |
When we could not reach heaven | |
Heaven came to us. | |
Chorus: | |
He made a way in a manger | |
A way to the cross | |
Messiah the promised | |
Before time had begun; | |
For God so loved this world | |
Though he knew what love would cost | |
He made a way in a manger | |
To make a way to the cross. | |
In Bethlehem a stable | |
Became a throne of grace | |
As God himself our Savior | |
Drew near to take our place; | |
His mother smiled in wonder | |
As shepherds stood in awe | |
The sacrifice of heaven | |
Lay sleeping in the straw. | |
Bridge: | |
He is the life that died our death | |
The precious Lord Jesus | |
Laid down his sweet head. | |
Chorus: | |
He made a way in a manger | |
A way to the cross | |
Messiah, the promised | |
Before time had begun; | |
For God so loved this world | |
Though He knew what love would cost | |
He made a way in a manger | |
To make a way to the cross. | |
Away in a manger, no crib for his bed | |
The little Lord Jesus laid down his sweet head | |
The stars in the sky looked down where He lay | |
The little Lord Jesus, asleep on the hay. | |
Hardly what she pictured | |
In the prophecies of old | |
It seemed almost impossible | |
To think it could be true | |
But as she pondered in her heart | |
She knew. | |
This was heaven's Child | |
This was heaven's Child | |
In an earthen vessel | |
Wrapped in Glory, meek and mild | |
Joseph wept with wonder | |
As Mary sweetly smiled | |
Because they knew | |
This was heaven's Child | |
The angels must have missed Him | |
As they sang Him to sleep | |
But they marveled at the promises | |
This baby came to keep | |
His Father must have felt at once | |
Great sadness and great joy | |
As He watched His little baby boy. | |
This was heaven's Child | |
This was heaven's Child | |
In an earthen vessel | |
Wrapped in Glory, meek and mild | |
Joseph wept with wonder | |
As Mary sweetly smiled | |
Because they knew | |
This was heaven's Child | |
Mary's little baby boy | |
Was Joseph's pride and joy | |
Still they wished the world would see | |
He was so much more. | |
He was heaven's Child | |
He was heaven's Child | |
In an earthen stable | |
Wrapped in glory, meek and mild | |
Joseph wept with wonder | |
As Mary sweetly smiled | |
Because they knew | |
This was heaven's Child. | |
Because they knew | |
This was heaven's Child. | |
A tattoo of Ozzy. On my heavy metal Christmas | |
My true love gave to me | |
2 pairs of spandex pants | |
And a tattoo of Ozzy. | |
On my heavy metal Christmas | |
My true love gave to me | |
3 studded belts | |
2 pairs of spandex pants | |
And a tattoo of Ozzy. | |
On my heavy metal Christmas | |
My true love gave to me | |
4 quarts of Jack | |
3 studded belts | |
2 pairs of spandex pants | |
And a tattoo of Ozzy. | |
On my heavy metal Christmas | |
My true love gave to me | |
5 skull earrings | |
4 quarts of Jack | |
3 studded belts | |
2 pairs of spandex pants | |
And a tattoo of Ozzy. | |
On my heavy metal Christmas | |
My true love gave to me | |
6 cans of hairspray | |
5 skull earrings | |
4 quarts of Jack | |
3 studded belts | |
2 pairs of spandex pants | |
And a tattoo of Ozzy. | |
On my heavy metal Christmas | |
My true love gave to me | |
7 leather jackets | |
6 cans of hairspray | |
5 skull earrings | |
4 quarts of Jack | |
3 studded belts | |
2 pairs of spandex pants | |
And a tattoo of Ozzy. | |
On my heavy metal Christmas | |
My true love gave to me | |
8 pentagrams | |
7 leather jackets | |
6 cans of hairspray | |
5 skull earrings | |
4 quarts of Jack | |
3 studded belts | |
2 pairs of spandex pants | |
And a tattoo of Ozzy. | |
On my heavy metal Christmas | |
My true love gave to me | |
9 tattered t-shirts | |
8 pentagrams | |
7 leather jackets | |
6 cans of hairspray | |
5 skull earrings | |
4 quarts of Jack | |
3 studded belts | |
2 pairs of spandex pants | |
And a tattoo of Ozzy. | |
On my heavy metal Christmas | |
My true love gave to me | |
10 pairs of platforms | |
9 tattered t-shirts | |
8 pentagrams | |
7 leather jackets | |
6 cans of hairspray | |
5 skull earrings | |
4 quarts of Jack | |
3 studded belts | |
2 pairs of spandex pants | |
And a tattoo of Ozzy. | |
On my heavy metal Christmas | |
My true love gave to me | |
11 black mascaras | |
10 pairs of platforms | |
9 tattered t-shirts | |
8 pentagrams | |
7 leather jackets | |
6 cans of hairspray | |
5 skull earrings | |
4 quarts of Jack | |
3 studded belts | |
2 pairs of spandex pants | |
And a tattoo of Ozzy. | |
On my heavy metal Christmas | |
My true love gave to me | |
12 silver crosses | |
11 black mascaras | |
10 pairs of platforms | |
9 tattered t-shirts | |
8 pentagrams | |
7 leather jackets | |
6 cans of hairspray | |
5 skull earrings | |
4 quarts of Jack | |
3 studded belts | |
2 pairs of spandex pants | |
And a tattoo of Ozzy. | |
Here comes Santa Claus | |
Here comes Santa Claus | |
Right down Santa Claus Lane | |
Vixen and Blitzen and all his reindeer | |
Are pulling on the reins. | |
Bells are ringing, children singing | |
All is merry and bright. | |
Hang your stockings and say your prayers | |
'Cause Santa Claus comes tonight. | |
Here comes Santa Claus | |
Here comes Santa Claus | |
Right down Santa Claus Lane | |
He's got a bag that is filled with toys | |
For the boys and girls again. | |
Hear those sleigh bells jingle jangle | |
What a beautiful sight | |
Jump in bed, cover up your head | |
'Cause Santa Claus comes tonight. | |
Here we come a wassailing | |
Among the leaves so green | |
Here we come a wandering | |
So fair to be seen. | |
Love and joy come to you | |
And to you your wassail too | |
And God bless you and send you | |
A happy New Year | |
And God send you a happy New Year. | |
Our wassail cup is made | |
Of the rosemary tree | |
And so is your beer | |
Of the best barley. | |
Love and joy come to you | |
And to you your wassail too | |
And God bless you and send you | |
A happy New Year | |
And God send you a happy New Year. | |
Love and joy come to you | |
And to you your wassail too | |
And God bless you and send you | |
A happy New Year | |
And God send you a happy New Year. | |
Love and joy come to you | |
And to you your wassail too | |
And God bless you and send you | |
A happy New Year | |
And God send you a happy New Year. | |
Love and joy come to you | |
And to you your wassail too | |
And God bless you and send you | |
A happy New Year | |
And God send you a happy New Year. | |
We are not daily beggars | |
That beg from door to door | |
But we are neighbours' children | |
Whom you have seen before. | |
Love and joy come to you | |
And to you your wassail too | |
And God bless you and send you | |
A happy New Year | |
And God send you a happy New Year. | |
Good Master and good Mistress | |
As you sit by the fire | |
Pray think of us poor children | |
Wandering in the mire. | |
Love and joy come to you | |
And to you your wassail too | |
And God bless you and send you | |
A happy New Year | |
And God send you a happy New Year. | |
We have a little purse | |
Made of ratching leather skin | |
We want some of your small change | |
To line it well within. | |
Love and joy come to you | |
And to your wassail too | |
And God bless you and send you | |
A happy New Year | |
And God send you a happy New Year. | |
Call up the Butler of this house | |
Put on his golden ring | |
Let him bring us a glass of beer | |
And the better we shall sing. | |
Love and joy come to you | |
And to you your wassail too | |
And God bless you and send you | |
A happy New Year | |
And God send you a happy New Year. | |
Bring us out a table | |
And spread it with a cloth | |
Bring us out a mouldy cheese | |
And some of your Christmas loaf. | |
Love and joy come to you | |
And to you your wassail too | |
And God bless you and send you | |
A happy New Year | |
And God send you a happy New Year. | |
God bless the Master of this house | |
Likewise the Mistress too | |
And all the little children | |
That round the table go. | |
Love and joy come to you | |
And to you your wassail too | |
And God bless you and send you | |
A happy New Year | |
And God send you a happy New Year. | |
Voice 1: Hey, ho, nobody home | |
Voice 1: Meat nor drink nor money have I none | |
Voice 2 : Hey, ho, nobody home. | |
Voice 1: Yet will I be merry | |
Voice 2: Meat nor drink nor money have I none | |
Voice 3: Hey, ho, nobody home. | |
Voice 1: Hey, ho, nobody home | |
Voice 2: Yet will l be merry | |
Voice 3: Meat nor drink nor money have I none. | |
Voice 1: Meat nor drink nor money have I none | |
Voice 2: Yet will I be merry | |
Voice 1: Yet will I be merry. | |
I'm running late | |
I'm all alone | |
Wishing I was home with you, baby | |
She's got her way of making things okay | |
And when she's not around | |
When she's not around | |
I'm going crazy | |
We like to talk | |
About the plans we make | |
And things we say | |
When we're together | |
I hope for better weather this year | |
But you my dear, need to know | |
This year I want you alone. | |
Ho ho hopefully | |
This holiday will make us believe that | |
We're exactly where we're supposed to be | |
And we're ho ho hoping that we all come back | |
And as a matter of fact I know | |
We're exactly where we're supposed to be | |
Together by this Christmas tree. | |
We go together | |
Like the winter and this sweater | |
And she makes me feel | |
She makes me feel alive inside | |
And when I look into her eyes | |
I see the blue and green | |
Like Christmas lights | |
Like Christmas lights | |
Oh, what a sight! | |
She says I've got a way | |
Of making everything okay | |
She's not alone | |
She's not alone and never will be | |
Ho ho hopefully | |
This year, I have you alone. | |
Ho ho hopefully | |
This holiday will make us believe that | |
We're exactly where we're supposed to be | |
And we're ho ho hoping that we all come back | |
And as a matter of fact I know | |
We're exactly where we're supposed to be | |
Together by this Christmas tree. | |
Baby I want you alone! | |
Ho ho hopefully | |
This holiday will make us believe that | |
We're exactly where we're supposed to be | |
And we're ho ho hoping that we all come back | |
And as a matter of fact I know | |
We're exactly where we're supposed to be | |
Together by this Christmas tree. | |
Ooh | |
Together just you and me | |
Together by the Christmas tree. | |
Have a holly, jolly Christmas | |
It's the best time of the year | |
I don't know if there'll be snow | |
But have a cup of cheer. | |
Have a holly, jolly Christmas | |
And when you walk down the street | |
Say "Hello" to friends you know | |
And everyone you meet. | |
Oh, ho, the mistletoe | |
Hung where you can see | |
Somebody waits for you | |
Kiss her once for me. | |
Have a holly jolly Christmas | |
And in case you didn't hear | |
Oh by golly | |
Have a holly jolly Christmas | |
This year. | |
For the holidays | |
'Cause no matter how far away you roam | |
When you pine for the sunshine | |
Of a friendly face | |
For the holidays, you can't beat | |
Home, sweet home. | |
I met a man who lives in Tennessee | |
And he was headin' for Pennsylvania | |
And some home made pumpkin pie | |
From Pennsylvania folks a travelin' down | |
To Dixie's sunny shore | |
From Atlantic to Pacific, gee | |
The traffic is terrific. | |
Oh, there's no place like home | |
For the holidays | |
'Cause no matter how far away you roam | |
If you want to be happy | |
In a million ways | |
For the holidays, you can't beat | |
Home, sweet home. | |
It's the same that appeared | |
And the wise men revered | |
When hope was born this night. | |
Out upon the snowy fields | |
There's a silent peace that heals | |
And it echoes the grace | |
Of our Savior's embrace | |
Because hope was born this night. | |
Glory to God in the highest | |
Peace on Earth | |
Goodwill toward men | |
Let all of the world | |
Sing the chorus of joy | |
Because hope was born this night. | |
I can hear the Christmas bells ringing | |
As softly a church choir sings | |
It's the song used to praise | |
The Ancient of Days | |
When hope was born this night. | |
There are angels in this place | |
And my heart resounded with the praise | |
Like a shepherd so scared | |
I'll rejoice and declare | |
That hope was born this night. | |
Glory to God in the highest | |
Peace on Earth | |
Goodwill toward men | |
Let all of the world | |
Sing the chorus of joy | |
Because hope was born this night. | |
Gloria | |
Gloria | |
Gloria | |
Gloria! | |
Glory to God in the highest | |
Peace on Earth | |
Goodwill toward men | |
Let all of the world | |
Sing the chorus of joy | |
Because hope was born this night. | |
I know that hope was born this night | |
Because Christ was born this night. | |
How brightly beams the morning star! | |
What sudden radiance from afar | |
Doth glad us with its shining | |
Thy word, Jesus, truly feeds us | |
Rightly leads us, life bestowing | |
Praise, O praise such love o'er flowing. | |
The ray of God that breaks our night | |
And fills the darkened souls with light | |
Who long for truth were pining | |
Thy word, Jesus, truly feeds us | |
Rightly leads us, life bestowing | |
Praise, O praise such love o'er flowing. | |
Everybody's shopping, got no time for stopping | |
It looks like Christmas is here. | |
So tell me, how do I wrap my heart up for Christmas? | |
I wanna give it to you; | |
Pretty bows and ribbons don't fit the gift I'm giving | |
Your loving arms will have to do. | |
At first, I thought of giving you a pretty diamond ring | |
Wore myself out shopping for a million other things; | |
Finally decided on something you can't buy | |
But how will I disguise it, so you will be surprised? | |
How do I wrap my heart up for Christmas? | |
I wanna give it to you; | |
Pretty bows and ribbons don't fit the gift I'm giving | |
Your loving arms will have to do. | |
A gift of love was given to the world so long ago | |
Laying in a manger, He was wrapped in swaddling clothes; | |
And every year we celebrate and thank the Lord above | |
And give to one another, our little gifts of love. | |
How do I wrap my heart up for Christmas? | |
I wanna give it to you; | |
Pretty bows and ribbons don't fit the gift I'm giving | |
Your loving arms will have to do. | |
Pretty bows and ribbons don't fit the gift I'm giving | |
Your loving arms will have to do. | |
How far is it to Bethlehem? | |
Not very far. | |
Shall we find the stable room | |
Lit by a star? | |
Can we see the little Child? | |
Is He within? | |
If we lift the wooden latch | |
May we go in? | |
May we stroke the creatures there | |
Ox, ass, or sheep? | |
May we peep like them and see | |
Jesus asleep? | |
If we touch His tiny hand | |
Will He awake? | |
Will He know we've come so far | |
Just for His sake? | |
Great kings have precious gifts | |
And we have naught | |
Little smiles and little tears | |
Are all we brought. | |
For all weary children | |
Mary must weep | |
Here, on His bed of straw | |
Sleep, children, sleep. | |
God in His mother's arms | |
Babes in the byre | |
Sleep, as they sleep who find | |
Their heart's desire. | |
'Twas in the moon of wintertime | |
When all the birds had fled | |
That mighty Gitchi Manitou | |
Sent angel choirs instead | |
Before their light the stars grew dim | |
And wondering hunters heard the hymn. | |
Jesus your King is born | |
Jesus is born | |
In excelsis gloria. | |
Within a lodge of broken bark | |
The tender babe was found | |
A ragged robe of rabbit skin | |
En-wrapped His beauty round | |
But as the hunter braves drew nigh | |
The angel song rang loud and high. | |
Jesus your King is born | |
Jesus is born | |
In excelsis gloria. | |
The earliest moon of wintertime | |
Is not so round and fair | |
As was the ring of glory | |
On the helpless Infant there | |
The chiefs from far before Him knelt | |
With gifts of fox and beaver pelt. | |
Jesus your King is born | |
Jesus is born | |
In excelsis gloria. | |
O children of the forest free | |
O seed of Manitou | |
The holy Child of earth and Heav'n | |
Is born today for you | |
Come kneel before the radiant Boy | |
Who brings you beauty, peace and joy. | |
Jesus your King is born | |
Jesus is born | |
In excelsis gloria. | |
I'm gonna pull, pull, pull, on his beard | |
Pull, pull to see if it's real. | |
I'm gonna tick, tick, tickle him on the tummy | |
Because he laughs so funny | |
He's so jolly and so fine | |
When he comes around on Christmas time. | |
I'm gonna lasso Santa Claus | |
And the reason is because | |
I know a boy and girl; he never goes see | |
He never brings 'em toys like he does to me. | |
I'm gonna pop, pop Santa Claus | |
With my water pistol gun, squirt, squirt | |
And then I'll take his bags of toys and run | |
And bring to all the kids who don't have none. | |
I'm gonna lasso Santa Claus | |
And I know just why because | |
I'm gonna pull, pull, pull, on his beard | |
Pull, pull, to see if it's real. | |
I'm gonna tick, tick, tickle him on the tummy | |
Because he laughs so funny | |
He's so jolly and so fine | |
When he comes around on Christmas time. | |
I'm gonna lasso Santa Claus | |
And the reason is because | |
I know a boy and girl; he never goes see | |
He never brings 'em toys like he does to me. | |
I'm gonna pop, pop Santa Claus | |
With my water pistol gun bang, bang | |
And then I'll take his bags of toys and run | |
And bring to all the kids who don't have none. | |
Merry Christmas! | |
I'm walking backwards for Christmas, | |
It's the only thing for me. | |
I've tried walking sideways, | |
And walking to the front, | |
But people just look at me, | |
And say, "It's a publicity stunt." | |
I'm walking backwards for Christmas, | |
To prove that, I love you. | |
An immigrant lad, loved an Irish colleen | |
From Dublin Galway Bay | |
He longed for her arms | |
But she spurned his charms | |
And sailed o'er the foam away. | |
She left the lad by himself, on his own | |
All alone, a-sorrowing | |
And sadly he dreamed | |
Or at least that's the way it seemed | |
Buddy, that an angel quieted him | |
An angel quieted the same. | |
I'm walking backwards for Christmas | |
Across the Irish Sea | |
I'm walking backwards for Christmas | |
It's the finest thing for me. | |
And so I've tried walking sideways | |
And walking to the front | |
But people just laughed, and said, | |
"It's a publicity stunt". | |
So I'm walking backwards for Christmas | |
To prove that I love you. | |
Long ago | |
There were shepherds in fields | |
Or at least this is how | |
The story goes | |
The story goes | |
Woman with Child | |
And an inn with no room | |
Born in a manger | |
For telling it too | |
This is how | |
The story goes | |
But it is more than a fable | |
And it is more than a fairytale | |
And more than my mind can conceive. | |
I believe | |
The wise men saw | |
The Baby Boy | |
The angels called | |
The Son of God | |
Heaven's Child | |
The great I am | |
Born to take away my sins | |
Through nailed pierced hands | |
Emmanuel has come | |
I believe. | |
Two thousand years | |
Still the story lives on | |
God's gift to us | |
Sent to earth | |
Wrapped in flesh | |
His only Son | |
His only Son | |
And the heartbeat of heaven | |
Confounded our wisdom | |
But it's still the simple truth | |
That sets me free. | |
I believe | |
The wise men saw | |
The Baby Boy | |
The angels called | |
The Son of God | |
Heaven's child | |
The great I am | |
Born to take away my sins | |
Through nailed pierced hands | |
Emmanuel has come | |
I believe. | |
Precious Child | |
How can it be | |
That God's great plan | |
For history | |
Would send You | |
To the lonely tree | |
That You would come | |
For one like me? | |
I believe | |
In a cross | |
I believe | |
He came for one | |
He came for all | |
Heaven's Child | |
Became a Man | |
Gave his life for me | |
In spite of all I am | |
I believe | |
I believe | |
Oh I believe | |
Christmas lives in me | |
I believe. | |
But instead it just kept on raining | |
A veil of tears for the virgin birth | |
I remember one Christmas morning | |
A winter's light and a distant choir | |
And the peal of a bell | |
And that Christmas tree smell | |
And eyes full of tinsel and fire. | |
They sold me a dream of Christmas | |
They sold me a silent night | |
And they told me a fairy story | |
'Till I believed in the Israelite | |
I believed in Father Christmas | |
I looked to the sky with excited eyes | |
'Till I woke with a yawn | |
In the first light of dawn | |
And I saw him through his disguise. | |
I wish you a hopeful Christmas | |
I wish you a brave New Year | |
All anguish pain and sadness | |
Leave your heart | |
And let your road be clear | |
They said there'll be snow at Christmas | |
They said there'll be peace on Earth | |
Hallelujah Noel | |
Be it heaven or hell | |
The Christmas we get, we deserve. | |
I believe there's always hope | |
When all seems lost, | |
And I believe in Santa Claus. | |
I believe in Santa Claus | |
I'll tell you why I do | |
'Cause I believe that dreams | |
And plans and wishes | |
Can come true | |
I believe in miracles | |
I believe in magic too | |
Oh, I believe in Santa Claus | |
And I believe in you. | |
I believe in family | |
In country and in smiles | |
I believe in turnin' negatives | |
To positives in life | |
I believe in lookin' farther up | |
The farther down we get | |
I believe when someone hurts us | |
We should forgive and forget. | |
And I believe in Santa Claus | |
I believe in Santa Claus | |
I believe love should prevail at any cost | |
And I believe in Santa Claus. | |
I believe in saying what you mean | |
And meaning what you say | |
I believe a better attitude | |
Can make a better way | |
And I believe in viewing life | |
As a journey that we're on | |
And lookin' at our troubles | |
As another stepping stone. | |
And I believe that everything in life | |
Is what it's meant to be | |
I believe there is a God somewhere | |
Although he's hard to see | |
I believe I am | |
So therefore, I should do all that I can | |
To be a better piece | |
In the puzzle of God's plan. | |
And I believe in Santa Claus | |
I believe in Santa Claus | |
I believe there's always hope | |
When all seems lost | |
And I believe in Santa Claus. | |
Let the little children sing it: | |
I believe in Santa Claus | |
I believe in Santa Claus | |
I believe in Santa Claus | |
I believe in Santa Claus. | |
Let the whole world sing it with us: | |
I believe in Santa Claus | |
I believe in Santa Claus | |
I believe in Santa Claus | |
I believe in Santa Claus. | |
Let the whole world sing it with us: | |
I believe in Santa Claus | |
I believe in Santa Claus | |
I believe in Santa Claus | |
I believe in Santa Claus. | |
And how I know I'll make it through | |
They look at me and frown | |
And like to drive me from this town | |
They don't want me around | |
'Cause I believe in you. | |
They show me to the door | |
They say "Don't come back no more" | |
'Cause I don't be like they'd like me to | |
And I, I walk out on my own | |
A thousand miles from home | |
But I don't feel alone | |
'Cause I believe in you. | |
I believe in you | |
Even through the tears and the laughter | |
I believe in you | |
Even though we be apart | |
I believe in you | |
Even on the morning after | |
Oh, when the dawn is nearing | |
Oh, when the night is disappearing | |
Oh, this feeling is still here in my heart. | |
Don't let me drift too far | |
Keep me where you are | |
Where I will always be renewed | |
And that which you've given me today | |
Is worth more than I could pay | |
And no matter what they say | |
I believe in you. | |
I believe in you | |
When winter turn to summer | |
I believe in you | |
When white turns to black | |
I believe in you | |
Even though I be outnumbered | |
Oh, though the earth may shake me | |
Oh, though my friends forsake me | |
Oh, even that couldn't make me go back. | |
Don't let me change my heart | |
Keep me set apart | |
From all the plans they do pursue | |
And I, I don't mind the pain | |
Don't mind the driving rain | |
I know I will sustain | |
'Cause I believe in you. | |
And the greatest gift | |
Is learning to forgive | |
We will have the best time | |
We ever knew | |
If you forgive me | |
And I forgive you. | |
I don't want to light a fire | |
Unless it will warm your heart | |
I'm playing no holiday songs | |
I need you to sing your part | |
And baby, if I could have just | |
One wish come true | |
I don't wanna spend | |
One more Christmas without you. | |
It's so hard to believe | |
We're staring at the end | |
When all we think about | |
Is starting up again | |
Starting up again | |
Whatever we lost | |
When we were apart | |
We'll find it all | |
Alone in the dark. | |
I don't want to light a fire | |
Unless it will warm your heart | |
I'm playing no holiday songs | |
I need you to sing your part | |
And baby if I could have just | |
One wish come true | |
I don't wanna spend | |
One more Christmas without you. | |
There's nothing more | |
That I want from you | |
Than to lie together | |
And stay here forever with you | |
There's no one I ever knew | |
That I wanted to spend Christmas with | |
More than you | |
More than you. | |
I don't want to light a fire | |
Unless it will warm your heart | |
I'm playing no holiday songs | |
I need you to sing your part | |
And baby if I could have | |
Just one wish come true | |
I don't wanna spend | |
One more Christmas without you. | |
I don't want to light a fire | |
Unless it will warm your heart | |
I'm playing no holiday songs | |
I need you to sing your part | |
And baby if I could have | |
Just one wish come true | |
I don't wanna spend | |
One more Christmas | |
I don't wanna spend | |
One more Christmas | |
I don't wanna spend | |
One more Christmas | |
Without you. | |
I heard the bells on Christmas Day | |
Their old familiar carols play | |
And wild and sweet the words repeat | |
Of Peace on earth, good will to men. | |
I thought how, as the day had come | |
The belfries of all Christendom | |
Had rolled along the unbroken song | |
Of Peace on earth, good will to men. | |
Till ringing, singing on its way | |
The world revolved from night to day | |
A voice, a chime, a chant sublime | |
Of peace on earth, good will to men. | |
And in despair, I bowed my head | |
"There is no peace on earth", I said, | |
"For hate is strong and mocks the song | |
Of Peace on earth, good will to men". | |
Then pealed the bells more loud and deep | |
"God is not dead, nor doth He sleep | |
The wrong shall fail, the right prevail | |
With Peace on earth, good will to men". | |
And I wish you were closer to me | |
Every song they play this time of year | |
Every melody that I hear | |
Every minute I wish | |
I wish, you were near. | |
Something's missin' | |
Must be you | |
So I listen when the bells start ringin' | |
My heart start singin'. | |
I listen to the bells | |
And they make remember | |
When we were so in love | |
It was only last year | |
This time in December | |
I listen to the bells | |
And I reminisce | |
I hear those Christmas bells | |
But I never knew | |
That I could miss you like this. | |
Love the lights | |
And everything under the tree | |
Friends come around | |
They have a good time | |
But it's not a party for me | |
Call up Santa | |
Tell him that I've been blue | |
Tell him it's hard for me | |
It's been a blue holiday | |
Cause I'm missin' you. | |
I keep wishin' | |
Wondering if you'll think of me | |
So I listen when the bells start ringin' | |
My heart start singin'. | |
Something's missin' | |
Must be you | |
So I listen when the bells start ringin' | |
My heart start singin'. | |
I love You more | |
More than the sweetest song I sing | |
I love You more | |
More than the Christmas bells that ring | |
I love You more, my Lord. | |
More than a star filled summer's night | |
I love You more | |
More awe than viewing a wondrous sight | |
I love You more | |
More than the Christmas cards I write | |
I love You more, my Lord. | |
More than the days, more than the nights | |
More than seasons and reasons for every life | |
More is my love for Jesus Christ | |
And my God who made it all. | |
More than the autumn's falling leaves | |
I love You more | |
More than snowflakes dancing in the breeze | |
I love You more | |
Much more than Santa and Christmas trees | |
I love You more, my Lord. | |
More than the days, more than the nights | |
More than seasons and reasons for every life | |
More is my love for Jesus Christ | |
And my God who made it all. | |
More than the autumn's falling leaves | |
I love You more | |
More than snowflakes dancing in the breeze | |
I love You more | |
Much more than Santa and Christmas trees | |
I love You more, my Lord. | |
With every single breath of life You give me | |
I love You more | |
More than I love the first of spring | |
I love You more | |
More than the sweetest song I sing | |
I love You more | |
Lord, I love You more. | |
I found true love and it's here to stay | |
Chapel bells are gonna ring in May | |
I met an angel on Christmas day. | |
24th of December | |
It was a cold and snowy night | |
I can still remember | |
Gazing at the stars and the moonlight. | |
Fell asleep on the sofa bed | |
Dreams of Christmas in my head | |
I awoke to my surprise | |
There he was right before my eyes. | |
Listen up to what I gotta say | |
I found true love and it's here to stay | |
Chapel bells are gonna ring in May | |
I met an angel on Christmas day. | |
I was stuffing the stockings | |
And hanging tinsel on the tree | |
When I heard a knocking | |
I opened the door in time to see | |
Carolers and silver bells | |
I saw his face, that's when I fell | |
He was there bent on one knee | |
Santa sent him just for me. | |
Listen up to what I gotta say | |
I found true love and it's here to stay | |
Chapel bells are gonna ring in May | |
I met an angel on Christmas day. | |
Yeah, yeah. | |
I know this love will grow | |
When flowers bloom in early spring | |
I'll be his bride, I'll wear his ring. | |
If you're looking for a angel | |
Who is gonna make your every dream come true | |
Just write an letter saying, "Santa hey | |
I need an angel next Christmas day". | |
Yeah, ooh baby. | |
Listen up to what I gotta say | |
I found true love and it's here to stay | |
Chapel bells are gonna ring in May | |
I met an angel on Christmas day. | |
Listen up to what I gotta say | |
I found true love and it's here to stay | |
Chapel bells are gonna ring in May | |
Chapel bells are gonna ring in May | |
I met an angel on Christmas day. | |
Listen up to what I gotta say | |
True love and it's all day | |
I met an angel on Christmas day. | |
Hey hey hey yeah | |
On Christmas day | |
Ohohohohhooooo. | |
Oh baby! | |
Presents are wrapped | |
Under the tree | |
Is there one for me? | |
I only want you for Christmas, baby | |
I don't need nothing else | |
I only want you for Christmas, baby | |
Tie a ribbon 'round yourself | |
Oh, tie a ribbon 'round yourself. | |
I ain't gonna write no letter | |
Send to the north pole | |
Cause what I'm wanting this year | |
Saint Nick don't need to know. | |
I only want you for Christmas, baby | |
I don't need nothing else | |
I only want you for Christmas, baby | |
Tie a ribbon 'round yourself | |
Oh, tie a ribbon 'round yourself. | |
So put on your Christmas stockings | |
I'll find that mistletoe | |
Let's get into the the holiday spirits | |
And honey ho ho ho | |
Ho ho ho ho ho. | |
I only want you for Christmas, baby | |
I don't need nothing else | |
I only want you for Christmas, baby | |
Tie a ribbon 'round yourself | |
I only want you for Christmas, baby | |
I don't need nothing else | |
I only want you for Christmas, baby | |
Tie a ribbon 'round yourself | |
Oh, tie a ribbon 'round yourself. | |
Oh I had a bicycle | |
I had a train too. | |
I pray on Christmas | |
He'll show me what to do. | |
I pray on Christmas | |
He'll help me understand; | |
And I pray on Christmas | |
He'll take me by the hand. | |
I pray on Christmas | |
That the sick will soon be strong; | |
I pray on Christmas | |
The Lord will hear my song. | |
I pray on Christmas | |
That God will lead the way; | |
And I pray on Christmas | |
He'll get me through another day. | |
I pray on Christmas | |
I pray on Christmas | |
I pray on Christmas | |
He'll get me through another day. | |
I pray on Christmas | |
All our problems gonna be worked out; | |
I pray on Christmas | |
God'll show us what love's about. | |
I pray on Christmas | |
To do your will each day; | |
And I pray on Christmas | |
That I'll be with you in heaven some day. | |
I pray on Christmas | |
Oh, the sick will soon be strong; | |
I pray on Christmas | |
The Lord will hear my song. | |
I pray on Christmas | |
That God will lead the way; | |
And I pray, I really pray on Christmas | |
He'll get me through another day | |
He'll get me through another day... | |
New Year's is a lot of noise | |
And Arbor Day's a pest! | |
Halloween's a horror | |
But I guess I must confess | |
That I really don't hate Christmas! | |
You see, Flag Day is infernal | |
April Fool's is just a bore | |
Mardi Gras a waste | |
Unless you own a candy store | |
All these other holidays | |
I can admit that I abhor | |
But I really don't hate Christmas. | |
Now it isn't that I like it | |
At the most I feel ambivalence! | |
But should I really just destroy it? | |
I'll admit that I'm still on the fence | |
It makes me tense! | |
From the evil scientist community | |
I'm sure to get ejected | |
But for Christmas, I can seem to summon | |
Any true invective | |
Because what is there to hate? | |
I mean it's really so subjective! | |
No, I really don't hate Christmas. | |
I hate puppy dogs and kittens | |
I hate flowers in the spring | |
I even hate the sunshine | |
And the birdies when they sing | |
I can work up animosity for almost anything | |
Tell me, why I don't hate Christmas? | |
Though my childhood was atrocious | |
Christmas never was that bad, you see! | |
So, the best that I can muster | |
Is complete and total apathy | |
What's wrong with me? | |
How can I prove | |
That I am an evil villain worth his salt? | |
When with a holiday so jolly | |
I can't even find a fault? | |
If I didn't feel ambiguous | |
I'd launch a big assault! | |
But I really don't hate Christmas! | |
No, I really | |
No, I really don't hate Christmas! | |
I have an intense burning indifference! | |
Christmas toys all over the place | |
Little Johnny wears a funny smile on his face | |
Johnny has a secret and the secret he must share | |
He wants to tell somebody, so he tells his teddy bear: | |
"I saw Mommy kissing Santa Claus | |
Underneath the mistletoe last night | |
She didn't see me creep | |
Down the stairs to have a peep | |
She thought that I was tucked up | |
In my bedroom, fast asleep." | |
"Then, I saw Mommy tickle Santa Claus | |
Underneath his beard so snowy white | |
Oh, what a laugh it would have been | |
If Daddy had only seen | |
Mommy kissing Santa Claus last night." | |
I saw three ships come sailing in | |
On Christmas Day, on Christmas Day | |
I saw three ships come sailing in | |
On Christmas Day in the morning. | |
And what was in those ships all three | |
On Christmas Day, on Christmas Day? | |
And what was in those ships all three | |
On Christmas Day in the morning? | |
The Virgin Mary and Christ were there | |
On Christmas Day, on Christmas Day | |
The Virgin Mary and Christ were there | |
On Christmas Day in the morning. | |
Pray, wither sailed those ships all three | |
On Christmas Day, on Christmas Day? | |
Pray, wither sailed those ships all three | |
On Christmas Day in the morning? | |
Oh, they sailed into Bethlehem | |
On Christmas Day, on Christmas Day | |
Oh, they sailed into Bethlehem | |
On Christmas Day in the morning. | |
And all the bells on earth shall ring | |
On Christmas Day, on Christmas Day | |
And all the bells on earth shall ring | |
On Christmas Day in the morning. | |
And all the Angels in Heaven shall sing | |
On Christmas Day, on Christmas Day | |
And all the Angels in Heaven shall sing | |
On Christmas Day in the morning. | |
And all the souls on earth shall sing | |
On Christmas Day, on Christmas Day | |
And all the souls on earth shall sing | |
On Christmas Day in the morning. | |
Then let us all rejoice again | |
On Christmas Day, on Christmas Day | |
Then let us all rejoice again | |
On Christmas Day in the morning. | |
I want a hippopotamus for Christmas | |
Only a hippopotamus will do | |
Don't want a doll, no dinky Tinker Toy | |
I want a hippopotamus to play with and enjoy. | |
I want a hippopotamus for Christmas | |
I don't think Santa Claus will mind, do you? | |
He won't have to use our dirty chimney flue | |
Just bring him through the front door | |
That's the easy thing to do. | |
I can see me now on Christmas morning | |
Creeping down the stairs | |
Oh what joy and what surprise | |
When I open up my eyes | |
To see a hippo hero standing there. | |
I want a hippopotamus for Christmas | |
Only a hippopotamus will do | |
No crocodiles, no rhinoceroses | |
I only like hippopotamuses | |
And hippopotamuses like me too. | |
Mom says the hippo would eat me up, but then | |
Teacher says a hippo is a vegetarian | |
There's lots of room for him in our two car garage | |
I'd feed him there and wash him there and give him his massage. | |
I can see me now on Christmas morning | |
Creeping down the stairs | |
Oh what joy and what surprise | |
When I open up my eyes | |
To see a hippo hero standing there. | |
I want a hippopotamus for Christmas | |
Only a hippopotamus will do | |
No crocodiles or rhinoceroseses | |
I only like hippopotamuseses | |
And hippopotamuses like me too. | |
I'm dreaming tonight | |
Of a place I love | |
Even more than I usually do | |
And although I know | |
It's a long road back | |
I promise you. | |
I'll be home for Christmas | |
You can count on me | |
Please have snow and mistletoe | |
And presents on the tree. | |
Christmas Eve will find me | |
Where the love light gleams | |
I'll be home for Christmas | |
If only in my dreams. | |
I'll be home for Christmas | |
You can count on me | |
Please have snow and mistletoe | |
And presents on the tree. | |
Christmas Eve will find me | |
Where the love light gleams | |
I'll be home for Christmas | |
If only in my dreams. | |
Trim the tree and wrap the presents | |
Turn the Christmas music on | |
This Christmas I'll be home with bells on. | |
I've traveled around this country | |
Crossed the waters deep and wide | |
Made lots of friends and memories | |
Brought joy to other's lives | |
It's Christmas time again | |
Another year has come and gone | |
And I can't keep from wonderin' | |
How the old folks are at home. | |
I'll be home with bells on | |
I'll be home with bells on | |
Trim the tree and wrap the presents | |
Turn the Christmas music on | |
This Christmas I'll be home with bells on. | |
When the snow is on the meadow | |
And the sleigh bells jingle bright | |
And the kids are singing jingle bells | |
Around the Christmas lights | |
As daddy stokes the fire | |
And mama puts the turkey on | |
There ain't nothing going | |
To slow me down this Christmas | |
I'll be home. | |
I'll be home with bells on | |
I'll be home with bells on | |
Trim the tree and wrap the presents | |
Turn the Christmas music on | |
This Christmas I'll be home with bells on. | |
He's put a great big smile on somebody's face | |
If you jump into your bed | |
And you cover up your head | |
Don't you lock the doors | |
You know that sweet Santa Claus is on the way. | |
Well, I wish it could be Christmas everyday | |
When the kids start singing | |
And the band begins to play | |
Oh, I wish it could be Christmas everyday | |
Let the bells ring out for Christmas. | |
When we're skating in the park | |
If the storm cloud paints it dark | |
Then, your rosy cheeks are gonna light my merry way | |
Now the frosticles appear | |
And they've frozen up my beard | |
And so we'll lie by the fire | |
Til the sleet simply melts them all away. | |
Well, I wish it could be Christmas everyday | |
When the kids start singing | |
And the band begins to play | |
Oh, I wish it could be Christmas everyday | |
Let the bells ring out for Christmas. | |
When the snowman brings the snow | |
Well, he just might like to know | |
He's put a great big smile on somebody's face. | |
So, if Santa brings that sleigh | |
All along the Milky Way | |
I'll sign my name on the rooftop in the snow | |
Then he may decide to stay. | |
Well, I wish it could be Christmas everyday | |
When the kids start singing | |
And the band begins to play | |
Oh, I wish it could be Christmas everyday | |
Let the bells ring out for Christmas. | |
Okay you lot, take it. | |
Well, I wish it could be Christmas everyday | |
When the kids start singing | |
And the band begins to play | |
Oh, I wish it could be Christmas everyday | |
Let the bells ring out for Christmas. | |
Why don't you give your love, it's Christmas? | |
When the snowman brings the snow | |
When the snowman brings the snow | |
When the snowman brings the snow | |
When the snowman... | |
I wonder as I wander out under the sky | |
How Jesus the Saviour did come for to die | |
For poor on'ry people like you and like I | |
I wonder as I wander out under the sky. | |
When Mary birthed Jesus 'twas in a cow's stall | |
With wise men and farmers and shepherds and all | |
But high from God's heaven, a star's light did fall | |
And the promise of ages it then did recall. | |
If Jesus had wanted for any wee thing | |
A star in the sky or a bird on the wing | |
Or all of God's Angels in heaven to sing | |
He surely could have it, 'cause he was the King. | |
I wonder as I wander out under the sky | |
How Jesus the Saviour did come for to die | |
For poor on'ry people like you and like I | |
I wonder as I wander out under the sky. | |
Cause joy is something they don't bring me. | |
My girlfriend is by my side | |
From the roof are hanging sickles of ice | |
Their whiny voices get irritating | |
It's Christmas time again. | |
So I stand with a dead smile on my face | |
Wondering how much of my time they'll waste | |
Oh god, I hate these Satan's helpers. | |
And then I guess I must've snapped | |
Because I grabbed a baseball bat | |
And made them all run for shelter. | |
It's Christmas time again | |
It's time to be nice to the people you can't stand all year | |
I'm growing tired of all this Christmas cheer | |
You people scare me | |
Please stay away from my home | |
If you don't wanna get beat down | |
Just leave the presents and then leave me alone. | |
Well, I guess it's not cool to freak on Christmas Eve | |
Cause the cops came and arrested me | |
They had an unfair advantage. | |
And even though the jail didn't have a tree | |
Christmas came a night early | |
Cause a guy named Bubba unwrapped my package. | |
It's Christmas time again | |
It's time to be nice to the people you can't stand all year | |
I'm growing tired of all this Christmas cheer | |
You people scare me | |
Please stay away from my home | |
If you don't wanna get beat down | |
Just leave the presents and then leave me alone. | |
I won't be home | |
I won't be home for Christmas | |
I won't be home | |
I won't be home for Christmas. | |
I'll go in the red like a knucklehead | |
Cuz I'll squander all my pay. | |
Oh, I yust go nuts at Christmas | |
Shopping sure drives me berserk | |
On the day before, I rush in a store | |
Like a pure bewildered yerk. | |
I look at nightgowns for my wife | |
Those black ones trimmed in red | |
But I won't know her size and so | |
She'll get a carpet sweeper instead. | |
Oh I yust go nuts at Christmas | |
When each kid hangs up his sock | |
It's a time for kids to flip their lids | |
While their papa goes in hock. | |
On the night before Christmas | |
It's still in the house | |
My family is sleeping | |
So I'm quiet like a mouse. | |
I look at my watch and midnight is near | |
I think I'll sneak off for a cold glass of beer | |
Down at the corner the crowd is so merry | |
I end up by drinking about 12 Tom and Yerry. | |
I get to bed late and gee whiz how I'm sleeping | |
When on to my bed those darn kids they come leaping | |
They sit on my face and they yump on my belly | |
And I'm quivering all over like a bowl full of yelly. | |
They scream "Merry Christmas", and my poor wife and me | |
We stumble downstairs and she lights up the tree | |
My head is exploding, my mouth tastes like a pickle | |
I step on a skate and fall on a tricycle. | |
Yust before Christmas dinner I relax to a point | |
Then relatives start swarming all over the yoint | |
On Christmas I hug and I kiss my wife's mother | |
The rest of the year we don't speak to each other. | |
After dinner my Aunt and my wife's Uncle Louie | |
Get into an argument; they're both awful screwy | |
Then all my wife's family say Louie is right | |
And my goofy relations, they yoin in the fight. | |
Back in the corner the radio is playing | |
And over the racket, Gabriel Heater is saying | |
"Peace on earth everybody and good will toward men" | |
And yust at that moment someone slugs Uncle Ben. | |
They all run outside whooping so the neighbors will hear | |
Oh, I'm so glad Merry Christmas comes yust once a year. | |
Oh, I yust go nuts at Christmas | |
But I still have lots of fun | |
Yust the same as you, I enyoy it too. | |
Merry Christmas Everyone! | |
They ring out to tell the world | |
That this is the season of cheer. | |
I hear a choir | |
Singing sweetly somewhere | |
And a glow fills my heart | |
I'm in peace with the world | |
As the sound of their singing fills the air. | |
Oh, why can't every day be like Christmas? | |
Why can't that feeling go on endlessly? | |
For, if everyday could be just like Christmas | |
What a wonderful world this would be! | |
I hear a child | |
Telling Santa what to bring | |
And the smile upon his tiny face | |
Is worth more to me than anything. | |
Oh, why can't every day be like Christmas? | |
Why can't that feeling go on endlessly? | |
For, if everyday could be just like Christmas | |
What a wonderful world this would be! | |
It's the coldest time of winter | |
And I shiver when I see the fallin' snow. | |
If we make it through December | |
I got plans of bein' in a warmer town, come summer time | |
Maybe even California | |
If we make it through December, we'll be fine. | |
I got laid off down at the factory | |
And their timings not the greatest in the world | |
Heaven knows I been workin' hard | |
I wanted Christmas to be right for daddy's girl. | |
Now, I don't mean to hate December | |
It's meant to be the happy time of year | |
And why my little girl don't understand | |
Why daddy can't afford no Christmas here. | |
If we make it through December | |
Every things gonna be all right, I know | |
It's the coldest time of winter | |
And I shiver when I see the fallin' snow. | |
If we make it through December | |
I got plans of bein' in a warmer town, come summer time | |
Maybe even California | |
If we make it through December, we'll be fine. | |
In dulci jubilo | |
Let us our homage show | |
Our heart's joy reclineth | |
In praesepio | |
And like a bright star shineth | |
Matris in gremio | |
Alpha es et O! | |
O Jesu parvule, | |
My heart is sore for Thee | |
Hear me, I beseech Thee | |
O puer optime | |
My praying let it reach Thee! | |
O princeps gloriae | |
Trahe me post te. | |
O patris caritas! | |
O Nati lenitas! | |
Deeply were we stained | |
Per nostra crimina | |
But Thou for us hast gained | |
Coelorum gaudia | |
Qualis gloria! | |
Ubi sunt gaudia, | |
If that they be not there? | |
There are angels singing | |
Nova cantica; | |
And there the bells are ringing | |
In Regis curia | |
O that we were there! | |
Earth stood hard as iron, water like a stone; | |
Snow had fallen, snow on snow, snow on snow, | |
In the bleak midwinter, long ago. | |
Our God, Heaven cannot hold Him, nor earth sustain; | |
Heaven and earth shall flee away when He comes to reign | |
In the bleak midwinter a stable place sufficed | |
The Lord God Almighty, Jesus Christ. | |
Enough for Him, Whom cherubim, worship night and day, | |
Breast full of milk, and a manger full of hay; | |
Enough for Him, Whom angels fall before, | |
The ox and ass and camel which adore. | |
Angels and archangels may have gathered there, | |
Cherubim and seraphim thronged the air; | |
But His mother only, in her maiden bliss, | |
Worshiped the beloved with a kiss. | |
What can I give Him, poor as I am? | |
If I were a shepherd, I would bring a lamb; | |
If I were a Wise Man, I would do my part; | |
Yet what I can I give Him: give my heart. | |
For His bed a cattle stall | |
Oxen lowing, little knowing | |
Christ the Babe, is Lord of all. | |
Swift are winging angels singing | |
Noels ringing, tidings bringing: | |
Christ the Babe, is Lord of all. | |
Flocks were sleeping, shepherds keeping | |
Vigil till the morning new | |
Saw the glory, heard the story | |
Tidings of a Gospel true. | |
Thus rejoicing, free from sorrow | |
Praises voicing, greet the morrow: | |
Christ the Babe was born for you. | |
That glorious song of old | |
From angels bending near the earth | |
To touch their harps of gold | |
"Peace on the earth, goodwill to men | |
From heaven's all gracious King!" | |
The world in solemn stillness lay | |
To hear the angels sing. | |
Still through the cloven skies they come | |
With peaceful wings unfurled | |
And still their heavenly music floats | |
O'er all the weary world | |
Above its sad and lowly plains | |
They bend on hovering wing | |
And ever o'er its Babel sounds | |
The blessed angels sing. | |
Yet with the woes of sin and strife | |
The world has suffered long | |
Beneath the angel-strain have rolled | |
Two thousand years of wrong | |
And man, at war with man, hears not | |
The love-song that they bring | |
O hush the noise, ye men of strife | |
And hear the angels sing. | |
And yet, beneath life's crushing load | |
Whose forms are bending low | |
Who toil along the climbing way | |
With painful steps and slow | |
Take heart, for comfort, love, and hope | |
come swiftly on the wing | |
O rest beside the weary road | |
And hear the angels sing. | |
For lo, the days are hastening on | |
By prophets, bards foretold | |
When with the ever-circling years | |
Comes round the age of gold | |
When peace shall over all the earth | |
Its ancient splendors fling | |
And the whole world send back the song | |
Which now the angels sing. | |
I watch the snowflakes | |
Falling from the sky | |
Then I get lost in memories | |
The time we tried to build a snowman | |
The time we tried to count the stars | |
Its crazy how we didn't know that | |
That we'd ever be apart. | |
I can hear the music playing | |
See the lights upon the tree | |
I can feel the joy in every soul | |
But for me its incomplete | |
And I try my best to play the part | |
But no matter what I do | |
No, it just don't feel like Christmas | |
Without you | |
You, you, you oooh. | |
Another tear, another regret | |
Boy, that your so far away | |
Can it be, that it was only last year | |
We shared that Christmas day? | |
Remember when we took the sleigh ride? | |
Remember singing by the fire? | |
There's too much thats in the daylight | |
I keep reliving you and I. | |
I can hear the music playing | |
See the lights upon the tree | |
I can feel the joy in every soul | |
But for me its incomplete | |
And I try my best to play the part | |
But no matter what I do | |
No, it just don't feel like Christmas | |
Without you | |
You, you, you oooh. | |
Time to try to build a snowman | |
The time we try to count the stars | |
Its crazy how we didn't know that | |
That we'd ever be apart! | |
I can hear the music playing | |
See the lights upon the tree | |
I can feel the joy in every soul | |
But for me its incomplete | |
And I try my best to play the part | |
But no matter what I do | |
It just don't feel like Christmas | |
No, it just don't feel like Christmas | |
Without you | |
You, you, you oooh. | |
The magic in the frosty air | |
That feeling everywhere. | |
It must have been the pretty lights | |
That glistened in the silent night | |
It may be just the stars so bright | |
That shined above you | |
Our first Christmas | |
More than we'd be dreaming of | |
Ah, Saint Nicholas had his fingers crossed | |
That we would fall in love! | |
It could have been the holiday, | |
The midnight ride upon sleigh | |
The countryside all dressed in white | |
The crazy snowball fight! | |
It could have been the steeple bell | |
That wrapped us up in its spell | |
It only took one kiss to know | |
It must have been the mistletoe! | |
Our first Christmas more than we'd be dreaming of | |
Ah, St. Nicholas must have know that kiss | |
Would lead to all of this!! | |
It must have been the mistletoe | |
The lazy fire, the falling snow | |
The magic in the frosty air | |
That made me love you! | |
On Christmas eve, our wish came true | |
That I would fall in love with you | |
It only took one kiss to know | |
It must have been the mistletoe! | |
It must have been the mistletoe! | |
It must have been the mistletoe! | |
Earth lay sleeping | |
Sleeping calm and still | |
Then in a cattle shed | |
In a manger bed | |
A boy was born | |
King of all the world. | |
Chorus: | |
And all the angels sang for Him | |
The bells of heaven rang for Him | |
For a boy was born | |
King of all the world. | |
And all the angels sang for Him | |
The bells of heaven rang for Him | |
For a boy was born | |
King of all the world. | |
Soon the shepherds came that way | |
Where the baby lay | |
And were kneeling | |
Kneeling by His side | |
And their hearts believed again | |
For the peace of men | |
For a boy was born | |
King of all the world. | |
Chorus: | |
And all the angels sang for Him | |
The bells of heaven rang for Him | |
For a boy was born | |
King of all the world. | |
And all the angels sang for Him | |
The bells of heaven rang for Him | |
For a boy was born | |
King of all the world. | |
And late one winter night | |
He knelt by her | |
As she gave birth | |
But it wasn't his child | |
It wasn't his child. | |
Yet still he took him as his own | |
And as he watched him grow | |
It brought him joy | |
But it wasn't his child | |
It wasn't his child. | |
But like a father | |
He was strong and kind | |
And I believe he did his best | |
It wasn't easy for him | |
But he did all could | |
His son was different | |
From the rest | |
It wasn't his child | |
It wasn't his child. | |
And when the boy | |
Became a man | |
He took his father's hand | |
And soon the world | |
Would all know why | |
It wasn't his child | |
It wasn't his child. | |
But like his father | |
He was strong and kind | |
And I believe he did his best | |
It wasn't easy for him | |
But he did all could | |
He grew up | |
With his hands in wood | |
And he died | |
With his hands in wood | |
He was God's child | |
He was God's child. | |
He was her man | |
She was his wife | |
And late one night | |
He knelt by her | |
As she gave birth | |
But it wasn't his child | |
It was God's child. | |
Ev'rywhere you go | |
Take a look in the five-and-ten | |
Glistening once again | |
With candy canes and silver lanes aglow. | |
It's beginning to look a lot like Christmas | |
Toys in ev'ry store | |
But the prettiest sight to see | |
Is the holly that will be | |
On your own front door. | |
A pair of hop-along boots | |
And a pistol that shoots | |
Is the wish of Barney and Ben | |
Dolls that will talk | |
And will go for a walk | |
Is the hope of Janice and Jen | |
And Mom and Dad can hardly wait | |
For school to start again. | |
It's beginning to look a lot like Christmas | |
Ev'rywhere you go | |
There's a tree in the Grand Hotel | |
One in the park as well | |
The sturdy kind that doesn't mind the snow. | |
It's beginning to look a lot like Christmas | |
Soon the bells will start | |
And the thing that will make them ring | |
Is the carol that you sing | |
Right within your heart. | |
Please make my wish come true | |
Why can't we join hands around one tree? | |
Let live and let it be | |
Make Christmas last forever. | |
When Santa's flying in his magic sleigh | |
Goes all around the world in just a day | |
From the North Pole to the Southern tip | |
He makes his trip with gifts to give away | |
Hear him say: | |
"It's Christmas, all over the world tonight | |
It's Christmas, all over the world." | |
All my life, I learned if I was good | |
And did everything I should | |
My dreams would all come true | |
I can see a special time | |
When we join hands around one tree | |
And Christmas lasts forever. | |
When Santa's flying in his magic sleigh | |
Goes all around the world in just a day | |
From the North Pole to the Southern tip | |
He makes his trip with gifts to give away | |
Hear him say: | |
"It's Christmas, all over the world tonight | |
It's Christmas, all over the world." | |
And everyone telling you "Be of good cheer" | |
It's the most wonderful time of the year. | |
It's the hap-happiest season of all | |
With those holiday greetings and gay, happy meetings | |
When friends come to call | |
It's the hap-happiest season of all. | |
There'll be parties for hosting | |
Marshmallows for toasting | |
And caroling out in the snow | |
There'll be scary ghost stories | |
And tales of the glories of | |
Christmases long, long ago. | |
It's the most wonderful time of the year | |
There'll be much mistletoeing | |
And hearts will be glowing | |
When loved ones are near | |
It's the most wonderful time of the year. | |
There'll be parties for hosting | |
Marshmallows for toasting | |
And caroling out in the snow | |
There'll be scary ghost stories | |
And tales of the glories of | |
Christmases long, long ago. | |
It's the most wonderful time of the year | |
There'll be much mistletoeing | |
And hearts will be glowing | |
When loved ones are near. | |
It's the most wonderful time | |
It's the most wonderful time | |
It's the most wonderful time of the year. | |
Holy wisdom, love most bright | |
Drawn by Thee, our souls aspiring | |
Soar to uncreated light. | |
Word of God, our flesh that fashioned | |
With the fire of life impassioned | |
Striving still to truth unknown | |
Soaring, dying round Thy throne. | |
Through the way where hope is guiding | |
Hark, what peaceful music rings | |
Where the flock, in Thee confiding | |
Drink of joy from deathless springs. | |
Their's is beauty's fairest pleasure | |
Their's is wisdom's holiest treasure. | |
Thou dost ever lead Thine own | |
In the love of joys unknown. | |
German: Jesus Bleibet Meine Freude | |
Jesus bleibet meine Freude | |
Meines Herzens Trost und Saft | |
Jesus wehret allem Leide | |
Er ist meines Lebens Kraft | |
Meiner Augen Lust und Sonne | |
Meiner Seele Schatz und Wonne | |
Darum lass' ich Jesum nicht | |
Aus dem Herzen und Gesicht. | |
Wohl mir, dass ich Jesum habe | |
O wie feste halt' ich ihn | |
Dass er mir mein Herze labe | |
Wenn ich krank und traurig bin | |
Jesum hab' ich, der mich liebet | |
Und sich mir zu eigen giebet | |
Ach drum lass' ich Jesum nicht | |
Wenn mir gleich mein Herze bricht. | |
(Today a child is born on Earth) | |
Today the glory of God | |
Shines everywhere | |
For all of the world | |
Oh Jesus, born on this day | |
He is our light and salvation | |
Oh Jesus, born on this day | |
He is the King of all nations. | |
Behold the Lamb of God has come | |
(Behold the Lamb of God has come) | |
Behold the Savior is born | |
Sing of His love to everyone. | |
Oh Jesus, born on this day | |
Heavenly child in a manger | |
Oh Jesus, born on this day | |
He is our Lord and our Savior. | |
Today our hearts rejoice in Him | |
(Today our hearts rejoice in Him) | |
Today the light of His birth | |
Fills us with hope | |
And brings peace on Earth | |
Oh Jesus, born on this day | |
He is our light and salvation | |
Oh Jesus, born on this day | |
He is the King of all nations. | |
Today a child is born on Earth | |
(Today a child is born on earth) | |
(He is light, He is love, He is grace | |
Born on Christmas day | |
He is light, He is love, He is grace | |
Born on Christmas day | |
He is light, He is love, He is grace | |
Born on Christmas day | |
He is light, He is love, He is grace | |
Born on Christmas day | |
He is light, He is love, He is grace | |
Born on Christmas day | |
He is light, He is love, He is grace | |
Born on Christmas day). | |
Laden with fruit and always green | |
The trees of nature fruitless be | |
Compared with Christ the apple tree. | |
His beauty doth all things excel | |
By faith I know, but ne'er can tell | |
The glory which I now can see | |
In Jesus Christ the apple tree. | |
For happiness I long have sought | |
And pleasure dearly I have bought | |
I missed of all; but now I see | |
'Tis found in Christ the apple tree. | |
I'm weary with my former toil | |
Here I will sit and rest awhile | |
Under the shadow I will be | |
Of Jesus Christ the apple tree. | |
This fruit doth make my soul to thrive | |
It keeps my dying faith alive | |
Which makes my soul in haste to be | |
With Jesus Christ the apple tree. | |
Chorus: | |
Jesus is the reason (ladies) | |
For the season (ladies) | |
Yes | |
Yes, he is! (Alto) | |
Oh, yes he is (Soprano) | |
Oh, yes he is | |
Yeah! (Tenors) | |
Chorus: | |
Jesus is the reason (ladies) | |
For the season (ladies) | |
Yes | |
Yes, he is! (Alto) | |
Oh, yes he is (Soprano) | |
Oh, yes he is | |
Yeah! (Tenors) | |
Verse: | |
I don't need | |
Material things | |
All I need | |
Is the love you bring. | |
This holiday | |
I came to say | |
That Jesus is | |
The only way. | |
Chorus: | |
Jesus is the reason (ladies) | |
For the season (ladies) | |
Yes | |
Yes, he is! (Alto) | |
Oh, yes he is (Soprano) | |
Oh, yes he is | |
Yeah! (Tenors) | |
Chorus: | |
Jesus is the reason (ladies) | |
For the season (ladies) | |
Yes | |
Yes, he is! (Alto) | |
Oh, yes he is (Soprano) | |
Oh, yes he is | |
Yeah! (Tenors) | |
Verse: | |
I don't need | |
Material things | |
All I need | |
Is the love you bring. | |
This holiday | |
I came to say | |
That Jesus is | |
The only way. | |
Chorus: | |
Jesus is the reason (ladies) | |
For the season (ladies) | |
Yes | |
Yes, he is! (Alto) | |
Oh, yes he is (Soprano) | |
Oh, yes he is | |
Yeah! (Tenors) | |
Chorus: | |
Jesus is the reason (ladies) | |
For the season (ladies) | |
Yes | |
Yes, he is! (Alto) | |
Oh, yes he is (Soprano) | |
Oh, yes he is | |
Yeah! (Tenors) | |
Bridge: | |
Glooooooo- (Soprano) | |
Oh oh (Alto) | |
Oh oh (Tenor) | |
-Rious (ALL). | |
(Santa Claus ain't got nothing on this.) | |
Vamp: | |
He is | |
He's the reason | |
One thing you should know | |
(One thing you should know) | |
Where ever you go | |
(Where ever you go) | |
He is | |
He's the reason | |
One thing I can say | |
(One thing I can say) | |
On this special day | |
(On this special day). | |
Vamp: | |
He is | |
He's the reason | |
One thing you should know | |
(One thing you should know) | |
Where ever you go | |
(Where ever you go) | |
He is | |
He's the reason | |
One thing I can say | |
(One thing I can say) | |
On this special day | |
(On this special day). | |
Say who got the praise? | |
We got the praise | |
And who we give the praise to? | |
Jesus! | |
Say who got the praise? | |
We got the praise | |
And who we give the praise to? | |
Jesus! | |
Say who got the praise? | |
We got the praise | |
And who we give the praise to? | |
Jesus! | |
Say who got the praise? | |
We got the praise | |
And who we give the praise to? | |
Jesus! | |
(Santa Claus ain't got nothing on this.) | |
Vamp: | |
He is | |
He's the reason | |
One thing you should know | |
(One thing you should know) | |
Where ever you go | |
(Where ever you go) | |
He is | |
He's the reason | |
One thing I can say | |
(One thing I can say) | |
On this special day | |
(On this special day.) | |
Vamp: | |
He is | |
He's the reason | |
One thing you should know | |
(One thing you should know) | |
Where ever you go | |
(Where ever you go) | |
He is | |
He's the reason | |
One thing I can say | |
(One thing I can say) | |
On this special day | |
(On this special day.) | |
On a snow white Christmas Eve | |
Going home to see her Mama and her Daddy | |
With the baby in the backseat | |
Fifty miles to go | |
And she was running low | |
On faith and gasoline. | |
It'd been a long hard year | |
She had a lot on her mind | |
And she didn't pay attention | |
She was going way too fast | |
Before she knew it | |
She was spinning on a thin black sheet of glass | |
She saw both their lives flash before her eyes | |
She didn't even have time to cry | |
She was so scared | |
She threw her hands up in the air. | |
Jesus take the wheel | |
Take it from my hands | |
Cause I can't do this on my own | |
I'm letting go | |
So give me one more chance | |
Save me from this road I'm on | |
Jesus take the wheel. | |
It was still getting colder | |
When she made it to the shoulder | |
And the car came to a stop | |
She cried when she saw that baby in the backseat | |
Sleeping like a rock | |
And for the first time in a long time | |
She bowed her head to pray | |
She said, I'm sorry for the way | |
I've been living my life | |
I know I've got to change | |
So from now on tonight: | |
Jesus take the wheel | |
Take it from my hands | |
Cause I can't do this on my own | |
I'm letting go | |
So give me one more chance | |
Save me from this road I'm on". | |
Ooh, Jesus take the wheel | |
Ooh, I'm letting go | |
So give me one more chance | |
Save me from this road I'm on | |
From this road I'm on | |
Jesus take the wheel | |
Ooh, take it, take it from me | |
Ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh. | |
Jingle bells swing and jingle bells ring | |
Snowing and blowing up bushels of fun | |
Now the jingle hop has begun. | |
Jingle bell, jingle bell, jingle bell rock | |
Jingle bells chime in jingle bell time | |
Dancing and prancing in Jingle Bell Square | |
In the frosty air. | |
What a bright time, it's the right time | |
To rock the night away | |
Jingle bell time is a swell time | |
To go gliding in a one-horse sleigh | |
Giddy-up jingle horse, pick up your feet | |
Jingle around the clock | |
Mix and a-mingle in the jingling feet | |
That's the jingle bell | |
That's the jingle bell | |
That's the jingle bell rock. | |
On a one-horse open sleigh | |
Over the fields we go | |
Laughing all the way. | |
Bells on bob-tail ring | |
Making spirits bright | |
What fun it is to ride and sing | |
A sleighing song tonight. | |
Jingle bells, jingle bells | |
Jingle all the way! | |
O what fun it is to ride | |
In a one-horse open sleigh. | |
Jingle bells, jingle bells | |
Jingle all the way! | |
O what fun it is to ride | |
In a one-horse open sleigh. | |
A day or two ago | |
I thought I'd take a ride | |
And soon Miss Fanny Bright | |
Was seated by my side | |
The horse was lean and lank | |
Misfortune seemed his lot | |
He got into a drifted bank | |
And we, we got upset. | |
Jingle Bells, Jingle Bells | |
Jingle all the way! | |
What fun it is to ride | |
In a one-horse open sleigh. | |
Jingle bells, jingle bells | |
Jingle all the way! | |
O what fun it is to ride | |
In a one-horse open sleigh. | |
A day or two ago | |
The story I must tell | |
I went out on the snow | |
And on my back I fell | |
A gent was riding by | |
In a one-horse open sleigh | |
He laughed as there | |
I sprawling lay | |
But quickly drove away. | |
Jingle Bells, Jingle Bells | |
Jingle all the way! | |
What fun it is to ride | |
In a one-horse open sleigh. | |
Jingle bells, jingle bells | |
Jingle all the way! | |
O what fun it is to ride | |
In a one-horse open sleigh. | |
Now the ground is white | |
Go it while you're young | |
Take the girls tonight | |
And sing this sleighing song | |
Just get a bob-tailed bay | |
Two-forty as his speed | |
Hitch him to an open sleigh | |
And crack! you'll take the lead. | |
Jingle Bells, Jingle Bells | |
Jingle all the way! | |
What fun it is to ride | |
In a one-horse open sleigh. | |
Jingle bells, jingle bells | |
Jingle all the way! | |
O what fun it is to ride | |
In a one-horse open sleigh. | |
I have a nasty plan | |
For Christmas in Iraq. | |
I got through checkpoint A | |
But not through checkpoint B | |
That's when I got shot in the ass | |
By the US Military. | |
Oh, jingle bombs, jingle bombs | |
Mine blew up you see | |
Where are all the virgins | |
That Bin Laden promised me? | |
Oh, jingle bombs, jingle bombs | |
U.S. soldiers shot me dead | |
The only thing that I have left | |
Is this towel up on my head. | |
I used to be a man | |
But every time I cough | |
Thanks to Uncle Sam | |
My nuts keep falling off. | |
My bombing days are done | |
I need to find some work | |
Perhaps it would be much safer | |
As a convenience store night clerk. | |
Oh, jingle bombs, jingle bombs | |
I think I got screwed | |
Don't laugh at me because I'm dead | |
Or I kill you! | |
Lean your ear this way! | |
Don't you tell a single soul | |
What I'm going to say | |
Christmas Eve is coming soon | |
Now, you dear old man | |
Whisper what you'll bring to me | |
Tell me if you can. | |
When the clock is striking twelve | |
When I'm fast asleep | |
Down the chimney broad and black | |
With your pack you'll creep | |
All the stockings you will find | |
Hanging in a row | |
Mine will be the shortest one | |
You'll be sure to know. | |
Johnny wants a pair of skates | |
Susy wants a dolly | |
Nellie wants a story book | |
She thinks dolls are folly | |
As for me, my little brain | |
Isn't very bright | |
Choose for me, old Santa Claus | |
What you think is right. | |
Help me cradle the child divine | |
God reward thee and all that's thine | |
In paradise." | |
So prays the mother Mary. | |
He came among us at Christmastide | |
At Christmastide, in Bethlehem | |
Men shall bring Him from far and wide | |
Love's diadem: Jesus, Jesus | |
Lo, He comes, and loves, and saves, and frees us! | |
"Gladly, dear one, lady mine | |
Help I cradle this child of thine | |
God's own light on us both shall shine | |
In paradise." | |
As prays the mother Mary. | |
He came among us at Christmastide | |
At Christmastide, in Bethlehem | |
Men shall bring Him from far and wide | |
Love's diadem: Jesus, Jesus | |
Lo, He comes, and loves, and saves, and frees us! | |
Peace to all that have goodwill! | |
God, who heaven and earth doth fill | |
Comes to turn us away from ill | |
And lies so still | |
Within the crib of Mary. | |
He came among us at Christmastide | |
At Christmastide, in Bethlehem | |
Men shall bring Him from far and wide | |
Love's diadem: Jesus, Jesus | |
Lo, He comes, and loves, and saves, and frees us! | |
All shall come and bow the knee | |
Wise and happy their souls shall be | |
Loving such a divinity | |
As all may see | |
In Jesus, Son of Mary. | |
He came among us at Christmastide | |
At Christmastide, in Bethlehem | |
Men shall bring Him from far and wide | |
Love's diadem: Jesus, Jesus | |
Lo, He comes, and loves, and saves, and frees us! | |
Now is born Emmanuel | |
Prophesied once by Ezekiel | |
Promised Mary by Gabriel | |
Ah, who can tell | |
Thy praises, Son of Mary. | |
He came among us at Christmastide | |
At Christmastide, in Bethlehem | |
Men shall bring Him from far and wide | |
Love's diadem: Jesus, Jesus | |
Lo, He comes, and loves, and saves, and frees us! | |
Thou my lazy heart hast stirred | |
Thou, the Father's eternal Word | |
Greater than aught that ear has heard | |
Thou tiny bird of love | |
Thou Son of Mary. | |
He came among us at Christmastide | |
At Christmastide, in Bethlehem | |
Men shall bring Him from far and wide | |
Love's diadem: Jesus, Jesus | |
Lo, He comes, and loves, and saves, and frees us! | |
Sweet and lovely little one | |
Thou princely, beautiful, God's own Son | |
Without thee all of us were undone | |
Our love is won | |
By thing, O Son of Mary. | |
He came among us at Christmastide | |
At Christmastide, in Bethlehem | |
Men shall bring Him from far and wide | |
Love's diadem: Jesus, Jesus | |
Lo, He comes, and loves, and saves, and frees us! | |
Little man, and God indeed | |
Little and poor, thou art all we need | |
We will follow where thou dost lead | |
And we will heed | |
Our brother, born of Mary. | |
He came among us at Christmastide | |
At Christmastide, in Bethlehem | |
Men shall bring Him from far and wide | |
Love's diadem: Jesus, Jesus | |
Lo, He comes, and loves, and saves, and frees us! | |
German: Josef, Lieber Josef Mein | |
Joseph, lieber Joseph mein, | |
Hilf mir wiegen mein Kindelein; | |
Gott der will dein Lohner sein | |
Im Himmelreich, der Jungfrau Sohn Mafia. | |
Chorus: | |
Er ist erschienen am heut' gen Tag, | |
Am heut' gen Tag in Israel: | |
Der Maria verkandigt ist | |
Durch Gabriel | |
Eya, eya, | |
Jesum Christ hat uns geborn Maria. | |
Joseph: | |
Gerne, liebe Muhme mein, | |
Helf ich dir wiegen dein Kindelein | |
Dass Gott miisse mein Lohner sein | |
Im Himmelreich, der Jungfrau Sohn Mafia. | |
Chorus | |
First servant: | |
Nun freu' dich, christenliche Schar | |
Der himmelische K/Snig klar | |
Nahm die Menschheit oftenbar | |
Den uns gebar die reine Magd Mafia. | |
Chorus | |
Second servant: | |
O ew'gen Vaters ew'ges Wort | |
Wahr Gott, wahr Mensch, der Tugend Hort | |
In Himreel und Erde hie und dort | |
Der Solden Pfort, die aufgetan Maria. | |
Chorus | |
Third servant: | |
Uns erschien Emanuel, | |
wie uns verkundet Gabriel, | |
und bezeugt Ezechiel: | |
Du Mensch ohn' Fehl', dich hat gebor'n Maria! | |
Chorus | |
Fourth servant: | |
Ew'gen Vaters ew'ges Wort, | |
wahrer Gott, der Tugend Hort, | |
irdisch hier, im Himmel dort | |
der Seelen Pfort', die uns gebar Maria. | |
Chorus | |
All servants: | |
Susser Jesu, auserkom, | |
weisst wohl, dass wit war'n verlorn: | |
Stille deines Vaters Zorn. | |
Dich hat geborn die reine Magd Maria. | |
Chorus | |
All servants: | |
Himmlisch King, o grosser Gott, | |
Leidest in der krippen Not. | |
Machst die Sunder frei vom Tod, | |
Du englisch Brot, dans uns gebar Maria. | |
Chorus | |
You have a long road before You | |
Rest Your little head. | |
Can You feel the weight of Your glory? | |
Do You understand the price? | |
Does the Father guard Your heart for now | |
So You can sleep tonight? | |
Go to sleep, my Son | |
Go and chase Your dreams | |
This world can wait for one more moment | |
Go and sleep in peace. | |
I believe the glory of Heaven | |
Is lying in my arms tonight | |
Lord, I ask that He for just this moment | |
Simply be my child. | |
Go to sleep my Son | |
Baby, close Your eyes | |
Soon enough You'll save the day | |
But for now, dear Child of mine | |
Oh my Jesus, Sleep tight. | |
The Son of God, the angel said | |
How could it be? | |
Lord, I know He's not my own | |
Not of my flesh, not of my bone | |
Still Father, let this Baby be | |
The son of my love. | |
Father, show me where I fit into this plan of Yours | |
How can a man be father to the Son of God? | |
Lord, for all my life I've been a simple carpenter | |
How can I raise a King? | |
How can I raise a King? | |
He looks so small | |
His face and hands so fair | |
And when He cries, the sun just seems to disappear | |
But when He laughs, it shines again | |
How could it be? | |
Father, show me where I fit into this plan of Yours | |
How can a man be father to the Son of God? | |
Lord, for all my life I've been a simple carpenter | |
How can I raise a King? | |
How can I raise a King? | |
How could it be this baby in my arms | |
Sleeping now, so peacefully | |
The Son of God, the angel said | |
How could it be? | |
How could it be? | |
The angels | |
Begin their flight; | |
Dark skies | |
With miles to go | |
No footsteps | |
To be lost in snow. | |
They fly to you | |
Oh, newborn King | |
They fly to you | |
Oh, angels sing. | |
One is sorrow | |
One is peace | |
One will come | |
To give you sleep | |
One is comfort | |
One is grief | |
One will take | |
The tears you weep. | |
New star | |
In a midnight sky | |
In heaven | |
All the angels fly | |
Soft wings so true | |
And all things | |
They will give to you. | |
Somewhere | |
In a winter night | |
The angels | |
Begin their flight. | |
Tonight | |
All sing | |
Oh, angels | |
A newborn King | |
Tonight | |
All sing | |
Oh, angels | |
A newborn King. | |
Let earth receive her King | |
Let every heart prepare Him room | |
And Heaven and nature sing | |
And Heaven and nature sing | |
And Heaven, and Heaven, and nature sing. | |
Joy to the earth, the Savior reigns! | |
Let men their songs employ | |
While fields and floods, rocks, hills and plains | |
Repeat the sounding joy | |
Repeat the sounding joy | |
Repeat, repeat, the sounding joy. | |
No more let sins and sorrows grow | |
Nor thorns infest the ground | |
He comes to make His blessings flow | |
Far as the curse is found | |
Far as the curse is found | |
Far as, far as the curse is found. | |
He rules the world with truth and grace | |
And makes the nations prove | |
The glories of His righteousness | |
And wonders of His love | |
And wonders of His love | |
And wonders, wonders, of His love. | |
God of glory, Lord of love; | |
Hearts unfold like flowers before Thee, | |
Opening to the sun above. | |
Melt the clouds of sin and sadness; | |
Drive the dark of doubt away; | |
Giver of immortal gladness, | |
Fill us with the light of day! | |
All Thy works with joy surround Thee, | |
Earth and heaven reflect Thy rays, | |
Stars and angels sing around Thee, | |
Center of unbroken praise. | |
Field and forest, vale and mountain, | |
Flowery meadow, flashing sea, | |
Singing bird and flowing fountain | |
Call us to rejoice in Thee. | |
Thou art giving and forgiving, | |
Ever blessing, ever blessed, | |
Wellspring of the joy of living, | |
Ocean depth of happy rest! | |
Thou our Father, Christ our Brother, | |
All who live in love are Thine; | |
Teach us how to love each other, | |
Lift us to the joy divine. | |
Mortals, join the happy chorus, | |
Which the morning stars began; | |
Father love is reigning o'er us, | |
Brother love binds man to man. | |
Ever singing, march we onward, | |
Victors in the midst of strife, | |
Joyful music leads us sun ward | |
In the triumph song of life. | |
And you said it was like Christmas | |
But you were wrong | |
It wasn't like Christmas at all. | |
By the time we got to Oslo | |
Snow was gone | |
And we got lost | |
The beds were small | |
But we felt so young | |
It was just like Christmas | |
It was just like Christmas | |
It was just like Christmas | |
It was just like Christmas | |
It was just like Christmas | |
It was just like Christmas. | |
It was just like Christmas | |
It was just like Christmas | |
It was just like Christmas | |
It was just like Christmas | |
It was just like Christmas | |
It was just like Christmas | |
It was just like Christmas. | |
Now your asking me | |
What I'd like from Santa | |
For Christmas this year? | |
There's a lot of things, girl | |
You could buy for me | |
But they wouldn't mean as much | |
As you standing by that tree. | |
Just put a ribbon in your hair, darlin' | |
You'll be the best gift anywhere | |
Christmas mornin' | |
There's no worldly treasure | |
I'd like any better | |
Than you standin' there | |
Just put a ribbon in your hair. | |
Colored boxes filled with fancy presents | |
They were mighty pretty sights | |
It's true | |
But all those pretty things | |
They just can't compare | |
To the beauty in you | |
Girl, on Christmas day | |
The greatest gift I know | |
Will be having you to hold | |
Underneath the mistletoe. | |
Just put a ribbon in your hair, darlin' | |
You'll be the best gift anywhere | |
Christmas mornin' | |
There's no worldly treasure | |
I'd like any better | |
Than you standin' there | |
Just put a ribbon in your hair | |
Just put a ribbon in your hair. | |
Ooohhh baby! | |
Kiss me at midnight. | |
Kiss me at midnight | |
(5) | |
hey yeah... | |
(4) | |
oh... | |
(3, 2, 1!) | |
Kiss me at midnight | |
Dance until the morning light | |
Party into the New Year | |
All of my friends are here | |
And when the timing's right | |
Kiss me at midnight. | |
Kiss! | |
I've been waiting for the special night | |
To be with you | |
The colors of Christmas are still shining bright | |
And I know what we're gonna do | |
Anticipating, music is playing | |
The magic is in the air | |
All through the season | |
You've been the reason | |
I have so much love to share. | |
Kiss me at midnight | |
Dance until the morning light | |
Party into the New Year | |
All of my friends are here | |
And when the timing's right | |
Kiss me at midnight. | |
Kiss | |
Kiss me at midnight | |
Kiss. | |
We've been making promises in the dark | |
Our resolutions | |
As a brand new year is about to start | |
And we're together | |
Celebrating, no more waiting | |
Our time has arrived. | |
The beat in my heart | |
As the countdown starts | |
Just look into my eyes. | |
Kiss me at midnight | |
Dance until the morning light | |
Party into the New Year | |
All of my friends are here | |
And when the timing's right | |
Kiss me at midnight. | |
Baby, it's New Year's Eve | |
Time we can believe | |
In making wishes | |
Dreams come true | |
Just for me and you! | |
Kiss me at midnight | |
Dance until the morning light | |
Party into the New Year | |
All of my friends are here | |
And when the timing's right | |
Kiss me at midnight. | |
Kiss me at midnight | |
Dance until the morning light | |
Party into the New Year | |
All of my friends are here | |
And when the timing's right | |
Kiss me at midnight. | |
Kiss me at midnight | |
Dance until the morning light... | |
You will hear my sleigh bells ring | |
I am old Kris Kringle | |
I'm the King of jingling. | |
Jingle, jingle reindeer | |
Through the frosty air they'll go | |
They are not just plain deer | |
They're the fastest deer I know. | |
(Ho! Ho!) | |
You must believe that on Christmas Eve | |
I won't pass you by | |
I'll dash away in my magic sleigh | |
Flying through the sky. | |
Jingle, jingle, jingle | |
You will hear my sleigh bells ring | |
I am old Kris Kringle | |
I'm the King of jingling. | |
(Ho! Ho!) | |
Jingle, jingle, jingle | |
You will hear his sleigh bells ring | |
Jolly old Kris Kringle | |
Is the King of jingling. | |
Jingle, jingle reindeer | |
Through the frosty air they'll go | |
They are not just plain deer | |
They're the fastest deer I know. | |
(Ho! Ho!) | |
You must believe that on Christmas Eve | |
He won't pass you by | |
He'll dash away in his magic sleigh | |
Flying through the sky. | |
Jingle, jingle, jingle | |
You will hear his sleigh bells ring | |
Jolly old Kris Kringle | |
Is the King of jingling. | |
(Ho! Ho!) | |
This year, to save me from tears | |
I'll give it to someone special. | |
Last Christmas, I gave you my heart | |
But the very next day, you gave it away | |
(Gave it away) | |
This year, to save me from tears | |
I'll give it to someone special | |
(Special) | |
Once bitten and twice shy | |
I keep my distance, but you still catch my eye | |
Tell me baby, do you recognize me? | |
Well, it's been a year, it doesn't surprise me. | |
(Happy Christmas!) | |
I wrapped it up and sent it | |
With a note saying "I Love You" | |
I meant it | |
Now I know what a fool I've been | |
But if you kissed me now | |
I know you'd fool me again. | |
Last Christmas, I gave you my heart | |
But the very next day, you gave it away | |
(Gave it away) | |
This year, to save me from tears | |
I'll give it to someone special | |
(Special) | |
Last Christmas, I gave you my heart | |
But the very next day, you gave it away | |
(Gave it away) | |
This year, to save me from tears | |
I'll give it to someone special | |
(Special) | |
(Ooooh oooh baby) | |
A crowded room, friends with tired eyes | |
I'm hiding from you and your soul of ice | |
My God, I thought you were someone to rely on | |
Me? I guess I was a shoulder to cry on | |
A face on a lover, with a fire in his heart | |
A man undercover, but you tore me apart | |
(Oooh oooh) | |
Now I've found a real love | |
You'll never fool me again. | |
Last Christmas, I gave you my heart | |
But the very next day, you gave it away | |
(Gave it away) | |
This year, to save me from tears | |
I'll give it to someone special | |
(Special) | |
Last Christmas, I gave you my heart | |
But the very next day, you gave it away | |
This year, to save me from tears | |
I'll give it to someone special. (special) | |
A face on a lover with a fire in his heart | |
(Gave you my heart) | |
A man undercover but you tore me apart | |
Next year | |
I'll give it to someone | |
I'll give it to someone special | |
Special, someone, someone. | |
But I'll tell you a Christmas tale | |
That never has been told; | |
Well, you may think you've heard it all | |
But you ain't heard yet | |
About that crazy Christmas | |
That the North pole can't forget. | |
Rudolph was under the weather | |
He had to call in sick | |
So he got on the horn to his cousin Leroy | |
Who lived out in the sticks; | |
He said, "Santa's really counting on me | |
And I hate to pass the buck." | |
Leroy said "Hey I'm on my way," | |
And he jumped in his pick-up truck. | |
When Leroy got to the North Pole | |
All the reindeer snickered and laughed | |
They'd never seen a deer in overalls | |
And a John Deere Tractor hat; | |
But Santa stepped in and said: | |
"Just calm down | |
'Cause we've all got a job to do | |
"And like it or not, Leroy's in charge | |
And he's gonna be leading you." | |
And it was Leroy, the red neck reindeer | |
Hooked to the front of the sleigh | |
Delivering toys to all the good ole boys | |
And girls along the way | |
He's just a down home party animal | |
Two-stepping across the sky | |
He mixed jingle bells with a rebel yell | |
And made history that night. | |
Before that night was over | |
Leroy had changed their tune | |
He had them scootin' a hoof | |
On every single roof | |
By the light of a neon moon; | |
Santa wrapped his bag with a Dixie flag | |
He was having the time of his life | |
And you can hear him call | |
"Merry Christmas y'all | |
And to all of y'all, a good night." | |
And it was Leroy, the red neck reindeer | |
Hooked to the front of the sleigh | |
Delivering toys to all the good ole boys | |
And girls along the way | |
He's just a down home party animal | |
Two-stepping across the sky | |
He mixed jingle bells with a rebel yell | |
And made history that night. | |
He mixed jingle bells with a rebel yell | |
And made history that night. | |
Christmas everywhere | |
Feel the love of the season wherever you are | |
On the small country roads lined with green mistletoe | |
Big city streets where a thousand lights glow. | |
Let it be Christmas everywhere | |
Let heavenly music fill the air | |
Let every heart sing, let every bell ring | |
The story of hope and joy and peace | |
And let it be Christmas everywhere | |
Let heavenly music fill the air | |
Let anger and fear and hate disappear | |
Let there be love that lasts through the year | |
And let it be Christmas | |
Christmas everywhere. | |
Let it be Christmas everywhere | |
With the gold and the silver, the green and the red | |
Christmas everywhere | |
In the smiles of all children asleep in their beds | |
In the eyes of young babies their first fallen snow | |
Elderly memories that never grow old. | |
Let it be Christmas everywhere | |
Let heavenly music fill the air | |
Let every heart sing, let every bell ring | |
The story of hope and joy and peace | |
And let it be Christmas everywhere | |
Let heavenly music fill the air | |
Let anger and fear and hate disappear | |
Let there be love that lasts through the year | |
And let it be Christmas | |
Christmas everywhere. | |
Let it be Christmas everywhere | |
In the songs that we sing and the gifts that we bring | |
Christmas everywhere | |
In what this day means and what we believe | |
From the sandy white beaches where blue water rolls | |
Snow covered mountains and valleys below. | |
Let it be Christmas everywhere | |
Let heavenly music fill the air | |
Let every heart sing, let every bell ring | |
The story of hope and joy and peace | |
And let it be Christmas everywhere | |
Let heavenly music fill the air | |
Let anger and fear and hate disappear | |
Let there be love that lasts through the year | |
And let it be Christmas | |
Christmas everywhere | |
Christmas everywhere | |
Christmas everywhere. | |
But the fire is so delightful | |
And since we've no place to go | |
Let it snow, let it snow, let it snow. | |
It doesn't show signs of stopping | |
And I brought some corn for popping | |
The lights are turned way down low | |
Let it snow, let it snow, let it snow. | |
When we finally say good night | |
How I'll hate going out in the storm | |
But if you really hold me tight | |
All the way home, I'll be warm. | |
The fire is slowly dying | |
And, my dear, we're still good-bying | |
But as long as you love me so | |
Let it snow, let it snow, let it snow. | |
And let it begin with me | |
Let there be peace on earth | |
The peace that was meant to be | |
With God as our Father | |
Brothers all are we | |
Let me walk with my brother | |
In perfect harmony. | |
Let peace begin with me | |
Let this be the moment now | |
With every step I take | |
Let this be my solemn vow | |
To take each moment | |
And live each moment in peace | |
Eternally | |
Let there be peace on earth | |
And let it begin with me! | |
Little altar boy, for I have gone astray | |
What must I do to be holy like you? | |
Little altar boy ,oh, let me hear you pray. | |
Little altar boy, I wonder could you ask our Lord | |
Ask him, altar boy, to take my sins away | |
What must I do to be holy like you? | |
Little altar boy, please, let me hear you pray. | |
Lift up your voice and say a prayer above | |
Help me rejoice and fill that prayer with love | |
Now I know my life has been all wrong | |
Lift up your voice and help a sinner be strong. | |
Little altar boy, I wonder could you pray for me? | |
Could you tell our Lord, I'm gonna change my way today? | |
What must I do to be holy like you? | |
Little altar boy, oh, let me hear you pray | |
Little altar boy please let me hear you pray. | |
And wonder if you | |
Are watching snowflakes too; | |
I take a walk downtown | |
To where you used to meet me | |
There's joy everywhere | |
But all that waiting there is: | |
Just a little Christmas tree | |
Lookin' sorta sad and lonely | |
Just like me | |
No one seems to care | |
They just went away | |
And left it standing there | |
All alone on Christmas eve. | |
I hear the Christmas bells | |
(Bum Bum Bum) | |
The happy people singing | |
The songs of good cheer | |
That only brings me tears | |
I sadly close my eyes | |
And say a little prayer | |
You'll be waiting there for me | |
I look but all I see is: | |
Just a little Christmas tree | |
Lookin' sorta sad and lonely | |
Just like me | |
No one seems to care | |
They just went away | |
And left it standing there | |
All alone on Christmas eve. | |
This is the season of love | |
(This is the season of love) | |
But I'm as sad as I can be | |
(Sad as can be) | |
Why did you have to leave me? | |
(Why did you leave me?) | |
(Why did you leave me?) | |
Just a little Christmas tree | |
Lookin' sorta sad and lonely | |
Just like me | |
No one seems to care | |
They just went away | |
And left it standing there | |
All alone on Christmas eve. | |
On the dusty road | |
Got to keep on plodding onwards | |
With your precious load. | |
Been a long time, little donkey | |
Through the winter's night | |
Don't give up now, little donkey | |
Bethlehem's in sight. | |
Chorus | |
Ring out those bells tonight | |
Bethlehem, Bethlehem | |
Follow that star tonight | |
Bethlehem, Bethlehem. | |
Little donkey, little donkey | |
Had a heavy day | |
Little donkey | |
Carry Mary safely on her way. | |
Little donkey, little donkey | |
On the dusty road | |
There are wise men waiting for a | |
Sign to bring them here. | |
Do not falter, little donkey | |
There's a star ahead | |
It will guide you, little donkey | |
To a cattle shed. | |
Chorus | |
Ring out those bells tonight | |
Bethlehem, Bethlehem | |
Follow that star tonight | |
Bethlehem, Bethlehem. | |
Pa rum pum pum pum | |
A new born King to see | |
Pa rum pum pum pum | |
Our finest gifts we bring | |
Pa rum pum pum pum | |
To lay before the King | |
Pa rum pum pum pum | |
Rum pum pum pum | |
Rum pum pum pum | |
So to honor Him | |
Pa rum pum pum pum | |
When we come. | |
Little Baby | |
Pa rum pum pum pum | |
I am a poor boy too | |
Pa rum pum pum pum | |
I have no gift to bring | |
Pa rum pum pum pum | |
That's fit to give our King | |
Pa rum pum pum pum | |
Rum pum pum pum | |
Rum pum pum pum | |
Shall I play for you | |
Pa rum pum pum pum | |
On my drum. | |
Mary nodded | |
Pa rum pum pum pum | |
The ox and lamb kept time | |
Pa rum pum pum pum | |
I played my drum for Him | |
Pa rum pum pum pum | |
I played my best for Him | |
Pa rum pum pum pum | |
Rum pum pum pum | |
Rum pum pum pum | |
Then He smiled at me | |
Pa rum pum pum pum | |
Me and my drum. | |
We will lend a coat of fur | |
We will rock you, rock you, rock you | |
We will rock you, rock you, rock you | |
See the fur to keep you warm | |
Snugly round your tiny form. | |
Mary's little baby, sleep, sweetly sleep | |
Sleep in comfort, slumber deep | |
We will rock you, rock you, rock you | |
We will rock you, rock you, rock you | |
We will serve you all we can | |
Darling, darling little man. | |
I heard a sheep bell softly calling them | |
Along the little road to Bethlehem. | |
Beside an open door as I drew nigh | |
I heard sweet Mary sing a lullaby | |
She sang about the lambs at close of day | |
And rocked her tiny King among the hay. | |
Across the air the silver sheep bells rang | |
"The lambs are coming home" sweet Mary sang | |
"Your star of gold, your star of gold is shining in the sky | |
So sleep, my little King, go lullaby". | |
As I walked down the road at set of sun | |
The lambs were coming homeward one by one | |
I heard a sheep bell softly calling them | |
Along the little road to Bethlehem. | |
Christmas comes this time each year. | |
Well, way up North where the air gets cold | |
There's a tale about Christmas that you've all been told; | |
And a real famous cat all dressed up in red | |
And he spends the whole year workin' out on his sled. | |
It's the little Saint Nick | |
Little Saint Nick | |
It's the little Saint Nick | |
Little Saint Nick. | |
Just a little bobsled, we call it ol' Saint Nick | |
But she'll walk a toboggan with a four speed stick | |
She's candy apple red with a ski for a wheel | |
And when Santa hits the gas, man, just watch her peel. | |
It's the little Saint Nick | |
Little Saint Nick | |
It's the little Saint Nick | |
Little Saint Nick. | |
Run, run reindeer | |
Run run reindeer | |
Run run reindeer | |
Run run reindeer | |
We don't miss no one. | |
He's hauling through the snow at a frightenin' speed | |
With a half a dozen deer with Rudy to lead, | |
He's gotta wear his goggles 'cause the snow really flies | |
And he's cruisin' every pad with a little surprise. | |
It's the little Saint Nick | |
Little Saint Nick | |
It's the little Saint Nick | |
Little Saint Nick. | |
Merry Christmas, Santa | |
Christmas comes this time each year. | |
Merry Christmas, Santa | |
Christmas comes this time each year. | |
Once for favored sinners slain; | |
Thousand thousand saints attending, | |
Swell the triumph of His train: | |
Hallelujah! Hallelujah! Hallelujah! | |
God appears on earth to reign. | |
Every eye shall now behold Him | |
Robed in dreadful majesty; | |
Those who set at naught and sold Him, | |
Pierced and nailed Him to the tree, | |
Deeply wailing, deeply wailing, deeply wailing, | |
Shall the true Messiah see. | |
Every island, sea, and mountain, | |
Heaven and earth, shall flee away; | |
All who hate Him must, confounded, | |
Hear the trump proclaim the day: | |
Come to judgment! Come to judgment! Come to judgment! | |
Come to judgment! Come away! | |
Now redemption, long expected, | |
See in solemn pomp appear; | |
All His saints, by man rejected, | |
Now shall meet Him in the air: | |
Hallelujah! Hallelujah! Hallelujah! | |
See the day of God appear! | |
Answer Thine own bride and Spirit, | |
Hasten, Lord, the general doom! | |
The new Heaven and earth to inherit, | |
Take Thy pining exiles home: | |
All creation, all creation, all creation, | |
Travails! groans! and bids Thee come! | |
The dear tokens of His passion | |
Still His dazzling body bears; | |
Cause of endless exultation | |
To His ransomed worshipers; | |
With what rapture, with what rapture, with what rapture | |
Gaze we on those glorious scars! | |
Yea, Amen! let all adore Thee, | |
High on Thine eternal throne; | |
Savior, take the power and glory, | |
Claim the kingdom for Thine own; | |
O come quickly! O come quickly! O come quickly! | |
Everlasting God, come down! | |
From tender stem hath sprung | |
Of Jesse's lineage coming | |
As men of old have sung | |
It came, a floweret bright | |
Amid the cold of winter | |
When half spent was the night. | |
Isaiah 'twas foretold it | |
The Rose I have in mind | |
With Mary we behold it | |
The virgin mother kind | |
To show God's love aright | |
She bore to us a Savior | |
When half spent was the night. | |
O Flower, whose fragrance tender | |
With sweetness fills the air | |
Dispel with glorious splendor | |
The darkness everywhere | |
True man, yet very God | |
From sin and death now save us | |
And share our every load. | |
German: Es ist ein Ros entsprungen | |
Es ist ein Ros' entsprungen | |
Aus einer Wurzel zart | |
Wie uns die Alten sungen | |
Aus Jesse kam die Art | |
Und hat ein Blümlein bracht | |
Mitten im kalten Winter | |
Wohl zu der halben Nacht. | |
Das Röslein das ich meine | |
Davon Jesaias sagt | |
Maria ist's, die Reine | |
Die uns das Blümlein bracht | |
Aus Gottes ewigem Rat | |
Hat sie ein Kindlein g'boren | |
Bleibend ein reine Magd. | |
That's where I'll be | |
Since you left me. | |
My tears would melt the snow | |
What can I do | |
Without you | |
I've got no place, no place to go. | |
It'll be lonely this Christmas | |
Without you to hold | |
It'll be lonely this Christmas | |
Lonely and cold | |
It'll be cold, so cold | |
Without you to hold | |
This Christmas. | |
Each time I remember | |
The day you went away | |
And how I would listen | |
To things you have to say | |
I just break down | |
As I look around | |
And the only things I see | |
Are emptiness and loneliness | |
And an unlit Christmas tree. | |
It'll be lonely this Christmas | |
Without you to hold | |
It'll be lonely this Christmas | |
Lonely and cold | |
It'll be cold, so cold | |
Without you to hold | |
This Christmas. | |
You remember last year? | |
When you and I were together | |
We never thought there'd be an end. | |
And I remember looking at you then | |
And I remember thinking | |
That Christmas must have been made for us | |
Cause darlin' | |
This is the time that you really need love | |
When it means so very very much. | |
It'll be lonely this Christmas | |
Without you to hold | |
It'll be lonely this Christmas | |
Lonely and cold | |
It'll be cold, so cold | |
Without you to hold | |
This Christmas. | |
Merry Christmas darlin' | |
Wherever you are. | |
Love all lovely, love divine; | |
Love was born at Christmas | |
Star and angels gave the sign. | |
Worship we the Godhead | |
Love incarnate, love divine; | |
Worship we our Jesus | |
But wherewith for sacred sign? | |
Love shall be our token | |
Love shall be yours and love be mine | |
Love to God and to all men | |
Love for plea and gift and sign. | |
It's the happiest time of the year | |
Filled with laughter and good cheer | |
As you watch the snow, sweet love | |
You'll hear me say: | |
"You've got my heart on Christmas | |
Inside my soul your love remains | |
Love's in our hearts | |
On Christmas day". | |
The days and weeks and months go by so slowly | |
We are both wishing them to fly | |
As the night begins to fall | |
Twilight crowns the bedroom cheer | |
Such a rush of joy | |
Your love, it comforts me | |
And I do believe: | |
Love's in our hearts on Christmas | |
Though far apart | |
As one we pray | |
Love's in our hearts | |
On Christmas day. | |
Snowflakes melt in your eye and turns to tears | |
But your cheek, it stays dry | |
With your warm smile so near | |
I have no fear | |
We're gonna make it. | |
Love's in our hearts on Christmas | |
Though far apart | |
As one we pray | |
Loves in our hearts | |
On Christmas day. | |
While men seek fame and great renown | |
In lowliness our King comes down. | |
Jesus, Jesus, precious one | |
How we thank You that You've come | |
Jesus, Jesus, precious one | |
A manger throne for God's own son. | |
You left the sound of angels' praise | |
To come for men with unkind ways | |
And by this Baby's helplessness | |
The power of nations is laid to rest. | |
Jesus, Jesus, precious one | |
How we thank You that You've come | |
Jesus, Jesus, precious one | |
A manger throne for God's own son. | |
What kind of King would come so small | |
From glory to a humble stall? | |
That dirty manger is my heart too | |
I'll make it a royal throne for You. | |
Jesus, Jesus, precious one | |
How we thank You that You've come | |
Jesus, Jesus, precious one | |
A manger throne for God's own son. | |
Jesus, Jesus, precious one | |
Precious Jesus | |
How we thank You that You've come | |
Jesus, Jesus, precious one | |
A manger throne | |
My heart is a throne | |
My heart is a throne for God's own son. | |
Three great kings I met at early morn | |
Were on their way to meet the newly born | |
With gifts of gold brought from far away | |
And valiant warriors to guard the royal treasure | |
With gifts of gold brought from far away | |
Their shields all shining in their bright array. | |
Ce matin, j'ai rencontre le train | |
De trois grands rois qui allaient en voyage | |
Ce matin, j'ai rencontre le train | |
De trois grands rois dessus le grand chemin | |
Tout charges d'or les suivaient d'abord | |
De grands guerriers et les gardes du tresor | |
Tout charges d'or les suivaient d'abord | |
De grands guerriers avec leurs boucliers. | |
For Thy mercy and Thy grace | |
Constant through another year | |
Hear our song of thankfulness | |
Father and Redeemer hear | |
Dark the future; let Thy light | |
Guide us, bright and morning star | |
Fierce our foes and hard the fight | |
Arm us Savior for the war. | |
In our weakness and distress | |
Rock of strength be Thou our stay | |
In the pathless wilderness | |
Be our true and living way | |
Keep us faithful; keep us pure | |
Keep us evermore Thine own | |
Help, O help us to endure | |
Fit us for the promised crown. | |
That your baby boy will one day walk on water? | |
Mary, did you know | |
That your baby boy will save our sons and daughters? | |
Did you know | |
That your baby boy has come to make you new? | |
This child that you've delivered | |
Will soon deliver you? | |
Mary, did you know | |
That your baby boy will give sight to a blind man? | |
Mary, did you know | |
That your baby boy will calm a storm with His hand? | |
Did you know | |
That your baby boy has walked where angels trod? | |
And when you kiss your little baby | |
You've kissed the face of God? | |
Mary, did you know? | |
The blind will see | |
The deaf will hear | |
And the dead will live again | |
The lame will leap | |
The dumb will speak | |
The praises of the Lamb? | |
Mary, did you know | |
That your baby boy is Lord of all creation? | |
Mary, did you know | |
That your baby boy will one day rule the nations? | |
Did you know | |
That your baby boy is heaven's perfect Lamb? | |
This sleeping child you're holding | |
Is the Great I Am? | |
Oh Mary did you know? | |
Mary had a baby (Oh My Lord) | |
Mary had a baby (My Lord) | |
The people keep a-comin' an' the train done gone. | |
Where did she lay him (My Lord) | |
Where did she lay him (Oh My Lord) | |
Where did she lay him (My Lord) | |
The people keep a-comin' an' the train done gone. | |
Laid him in a manger (My Lord) | |
Laid him in a manger (Oh My Lord) | |
Laid him in a manger (My Lord) | |
The people keep a-comin' an' the train done gone. | |
What did she name him? (My Lord) | |
What did she name him? (Oh My Lord) | |
What did she name him? (My Lord) | |
The people keep a-comin' an' the train done gone. | |
Named him King Jesus (My Lord) | |
Named him King Jesus (Oh My Lord) | |
Named him King Jesus (My Lord) | |
The people keep a-comin' an' the train done gone. | |
Who heard the singing? (My Lord) | |
Who heard the singing? (Oh My Lord) | |
Who heard the singing? (My Lord) | |
The people keep a-comin' an' the train done gone. | |
Shepherds heard the singing (My Lord) | |
Shepherds heard the singing (Oh My Lord) | |
Shepherds heard the singing (My Lord) | |
The people keep a-comin' an' the train done gone. | |
Star keeps shining (My Lord) | |
Star keeps shining (Oh My Lord) | |
Star keeps shining (My Lord) | |
The people keep a-comin' an' the train done gone. | |
Moving in the elements (My Lord) | |
Moving in the elements (Oh My Lord) | |
Moving in the elements (My Lord) | |
The people keep a-comin' an' the train done gone. | |
Jesus went to Egypt (My Lord) | |
Jesus went to Egypt (Oh My Lord) | |
Jesus went to Egypt (My Lord) | |
The people keep a-comin' an' the train done gone. | |
Traveled on a donkey (My Lord) | |
Traveled on a donkey (Oh My Lord) | |
Traveled on a donkey (My Lord) | |
The people keep a-comin' an' the train done gone. | |
Angels went around him (My Lord) | |
Angels went around him (Oh My Lord) | |
Angels went around him (My Lord) | |
The people keep a-comin' an' the train done gone. | |
So the Holy Bible say | |
Mary's Boy Child, Jesus Christ | |
Was born on Christmas Day. | |
Hark, now hear the angels sing | |
"New King's born today | |
And man will live forevermore | |
Because of Christmas Day." | |
While shepherds watched their flocks by night | |
They saw a bright new shining star | |
And heard a choir from heaven sing | |
The music came from afar. | |
Hark, now hear the angels sing | |
"New King's born today | |
And man will live forevermore | |
Because of Christmas Day." | |
Oh, a moment still worth was a glow | |
All the bells rang out | |
There were tears of joy and laughter | |
People shouted, "Let everyone know | |
There is hope for all to find peace". | |
Now Joseph and his wife Mary | |
Came to Bethlehem that night | |
They found no place to bear her Child | |
Not a single room was in sight. | |
By and by they found a little nook | |
In a stable all forlorn | |
And in a manger cold and dark | |
Mary's little Boy Child was born. | |
Trumpets sound and angels sing | |
Listen to what they say | |
That man will live forevermore | |
Because of Christmas Day. | |
Oh, a moment still worth was a glow | |
All the bells rang out | |
There were tears of joy and laughter | |
People shouted "let everyone know | |
There is hope for all to find peace". | |
Oh my Lord. | |
Masters in this hall | |
Hear ye news today | |
Brought from over seas | |
And ever you I pray. | |
Chorus: | |
Sing we now noel | |
Sing we noel clear! | |
Holpen all the folk on earth | |
Born the Son of God so dear! | |
Then to Bethl'em town | |
Went we two by two | |
In a sorry place | |
We heard the oxen low. | |
Chorus: | |
Sing we now noel | |
Sing we noel clear! | |
Holpen all the folk on earth | |
Born the Son of God so dear! | |
Ox and ass Him know | |
Kneeling on their knee | |
Wonderous joy had | |
This little babe to see. | |
Chorus: | |
Sing we now noel | |
Sing we noel clear! | |
Holpen all the folk on earth | |
Born the Son of God so dear! | |
This is Christ, the Lord | |
Masters be ye glad! | |
Christmas is come in | |
And no folk shall be sad! | |
Chorus: | |
Sing we now noel | |
Sing we noel clear! | |
Holpen all the folk on earth | |
Born the Son of God so dear! | |
On a bright Hawaiian Christmas Day | |
That's the island greeting that we send to you | |
From the land where palm trees sway | |
Here we know that Christmas will be green and bright | |
The sun to shine by day and all the stars at night | |
Mele Kalikimaka is Hawaii's way | |
To say "Merry Christmas to you." | |
Mele Kalikimaka is the thing to say | |
On a bright Hawaiian Christmas Day | |
That's the island greeting that we send to you | |
From the land where palm trees sway | |
Here we know that Christmas will be green and bright | |
The sun to shine by day and all the stars at night | |
Mele Kalikimaka is Hawaii's way | |
To say "Merry Christmas to you." | |
Merry Christmas, baby | |
You sure did treat me nice | |
Merry Christmas, baby | |
You sure did treat me nice | |
Oh Yeah. | |
Buy me a diamond ring for Christmas | |
I feel like I'm in paradise. | |
I'm feelin' mighty fine, yo | |
I've got music in my radio | |
Oh yeah | |
I'm feelin' mighty fine, yo | |
I've got music on my radio. | |
I feel like I'm goin' to kiss you | |
Underneath the mistletoe. | |
Santa comin' down the chimney | |
Half past three | |
All those pretty presents | |
For my baby, and for me. | |
Oh Merry Christmas, baby | |
Sure did treat me nice | |
Treat me so nice | |
Buyin' me all those pretty presents | |
I feel like I'm in paradise. | |
Merry Christmas, girl | |
Singin' Merry Christmas, baby. | |
Merry Christmas, baby | |
Sure did treat me nice | |
You know you do | |
Merry Christmas, baby | |
Sure did treat me nice | |
Oh yeah. | |
I got all of those pretty presents | |
I feel like I'm in paradise. | |
Oh,Merry Christmas, baby | |
Merry Christmas, baby | |
Oh, I feel like I'm in paradise | |
I'm in my paradise. | |
Merry Christmas, baby | |
Happy New Year | |
Merry Christmas, baby | |
Merry Christmas, baby | |
Merry Christmas, baby | |
Merry Christmas, baby | |
Happy New Year. | |
And kiss my lips anymore | |
She's gonna leave me | |
And she don't believe me | |
That I'll be true now. | |
Well, maybe she don't love me | |
Is not thinkin' of me | |
But why'd she do it this time o' year? | |
She knows that I'll miss her | |
And I'll wanna kiss her | |
If just for Christmas. | |
Merry Christmas, baby | |
Merry Christmas, baby | |
Merry Christmas, baby. | |
Tell me, what should I do? | |
To really convince you | |
That I'm not the guy anymore? | |
Take back my ring now | |
I'll do anything now | |
But please forgive me. | |
I've made my mistake but | |
I'm willing to wake up | |
And never mess around anymore | |
Oh, why did we break up? | |
There's still time to make up | |
If just for Christmas. | |
Merry Christmas, baby | |
Merry Christmas, baby | |
Merry Christmas, baby. | |
I've made my mistake but | |
I'm willing to wake up | |
And never mess around anymore | |
Oh, why did we break up? | |
There's still time to make up | |
If just for Christmas. | |
Merry Christmas, baby | |
Merry Christmas, baby | |
Merry Christmas, baby. | |
The Christmas rush is through | |
But I still have one more wish to make | |
A special one for you. | |
Merry Christmas, darling | |
We're apart, that's true | |
But I can dream and in my dreams | |
I'm Christmasing with you. | |
Holidays are joyful | |
There's always something new | |
But every day's a holiday | |
When I'm near to you. | |
The lights on my tree | |
I wish you could see | |
I wish it every day. | |
The logs on the fire | |
Fill me with desire | |
To see you and to say: | |
That I wish you a merry Christmas | |
Happy New Year too | |
I've just one wish | |
On this Christmas Eve | |
I wish I were with you. | |
Logs on the fire | |
Fill me with desire | |
To see you and to say. | |
That I wish you Merry Christmas | |
Happy New Year, too | |
I've just one wish | |
On this Christmas Eve | |
I wish I were with you | |
I wish I were with you. | |
It's the season of love and understanding | |
Merry Christmas everyone. | |
Time for parties and celebration | |
People dancing, all night long | |
Time for presents and exchanging kisses | |
Time for singing Christmas songs. | |
We're gonna have a party tonight | |
I'm gonna find that girl | |
Underneath the mistletoe | |
We'll kiss by candlelight. | |
Room is swaying, records playing | |
All the old songs, we love to hear | |
All I wish that everyday was Christmas | |
What a nice way to spend the year. | |
We're gonna have a party tonight | |
I'm gonna find that girl | |
Underneath the mistletoe | |
We'll kiss by candlelight. | |
Snow is falling all around me | |
Children playing, having fun | |
It's the season of love and understanding | |
Merry Christmas everyone | |
Merry Christmas, everyone | |
Merry Christmas everyone. | |
Snow is falling all around me | |
Children playing, having fun | |
It's the season of love and understanding | |
Merry Christmas everyone. | |
Snow is falling all around me | |
Children playing, having fun | |
It's the season of love and understanding | |
Merry Christmas everyone. | |
Snow is falling all around me | |
Children playing, having fun | |
It's the season of love and understanding | |
Merry Christmas everyone. | |
Snow is falling all around me | |
Children playing, having fun | |
It's the season of love and understanding | |
Merry Christmas everyone | |
Merry Christmas everyone | |
Oooh Merry Christmas everyone! | |
And I addressed it to the man who vowed to love you | |
And on the little card I wrote these words inside: | |
Merry Christmas to me | |
Just one gift beneath my tree | |
For the fool who let you leave | |
Merry Christmas to me. | |
Then I sat down in my chair and thought about you | |
About the many reasons why you're gone | |
And I opened up the present that I gave to me | |
And realized how much it hurts to be alone. | |
Merry Christmas to me | |
Just one gift beneath my tree | |
For the fool who let you leave | |
Merry Christmas to me. | |
I am the fool who let you leave | |
Merry Christmas to me. | |
Remembering Christmas the way it had been | |
So many seasons ago. | |
When children would reach for their stockings | |
And open the presents they found | |
The lights on the tree would shine bright in their eyes | |
Reflecting the love all around. | |
This year there's no one to open the gifts | |
No reason for trimming the tree | |
And just as a tear made its way to the floor | |
She heard voices outside start to sing. | |
Merry Christmas to all who may dwell here | |
Merry Christmas if even just one | |
May the joy of the season surround you | |
Merry Christmas with love. | |
Carolers sang as she opened the door | |
Faces of friends in the crowd | |
And all of the shadows of lonely reminders | |
Driven away by the sound. | |
Now the heart that for years had been silent | |
Was suddenly filled with a song | |
As she clung to their hands like a child in the night | |
She found her self singing along: | |
Merry Christmas to all who may dwell here | |
Merry Christmas if even just one | |
May the joy of the season surround you | |
Merry Christmas. | |
Merry Christmas to all who may dwell here | |
Merry Christmas if even just one | |
May the joy of the season surround you | |
Merry Christmas with love. | |
Merry Christmas with love. | |
Does he ride a red nosed reindeer? | |
Does he turn up on his sleigh | |
Do the fairies keep him sober for a day? | |
Chorus: | |
So here it is, Merry Christmas | |
Everybody's having fun | |
Look to the future now | |
It's only just begun. | |
Are you waiting for the family to arrive? | |
Are you sure you got room to spare inside? | |
Does your granny always tell you, that the old songs are the best? | |
Then she's up and rock 'n' rollin' with the rest. | |
Chorus: | |
So here it is, Merry Christmas | |
Everybody's having fun | |
Look to the future now | |
It's only just begun. | |
What will your daddy do? | |
When he sees your Mama kissin' Santa Claus? | |
Ah ah! | |
Are you hanging up a stocking on your wall? | |
Are you hoping that the snow will start to fall? | |
Do you ride on down the hillside in a buggy you have made? | |
When you land upon your head then you've been sleighed. | |
Chorus: | |
So here it is, Merry Christmas | |
Everybody's having fun | |
Look to the future now | |
It's only just begun. | |
Chorus: | |
So here it is, Merry Christmas | |
Everybody's having fun | |
Look to the future now | |
It's only just begun. | |
Chorus: | |
So here it is, Merry Christmas | |
Everybody's having fun | |
Look to the future now | |
It's only just begun. | |
Chorus: | |
So here it is, Merry Christmas | |
Everybody's having fun | |
Look to the future now | |
It's only just begun. | |
The room's all aglow | |
Outside the December wind blows | |
Away in the distance | |
The carolers sing in the snow | |
Everybody's laughing | |
The world is celebrating | |
And everyone's so happy | |
Except for me tonight. | |
Because I miss you | |
Most at Christmas time | |
And I can't get you | |
Get you off my mind | |
Every other season comes along | |
And I'm all right | |
But then I miss you | |
Most at Christmas time. | |
I gaze out the window | |
This cold winter's night | |
At all of the twinkling lights | |
Alone in the darkness | |
Remembering when you were mine | |
Everybody's smiling | |
The whole world is rejoicing | |
And everyone's embracing | |
Except for you and I. | |
Baby, I miss you most | |
At Christmas time | |
And I can't get you | |
Get you off my mind | |
Every other season comes along | |
And I'm all right | |
But then I miss you most | |
At Christmas time | |
In the springtime | |
Those memories start to fade | |
With the April rain | |
Through the summer days | |
Till autumn's leaves are gone | |
I get by without you | |
Till the snow begins to fall. | |
And then I miss you | |
Most at Christmas time | |
And I can't get you | |
Get you off my mind | |
Every other season comes along | |
And I'm all right | |
But then I miss you most | |
At Christmas time. | |
Wrap me in a great big bow | |
And tear me apart. | |
It's Christmas time | |
So open up the flood gates | |
Tell me that you'll be late | |
And rip me apart. | |
Cause you say that | |
You say that things will be alright | |
But I've heard that | |
I've heard that so many times. | |
And I know that | |
It's not Christmas | |
If the snow don't fall | |
And I'm still standing here | |
Three feet small | |
Lose our troubles | |
Because after all | |
It's Christmas time. | |
It's Christmas time. | |
Cold | |
Ice on the walkways | |
Slip in to the games we play | |
We're falling apart. | |
A great big house | |
That's made out of ginger bread | |
Crumbles to the ground | |
We're breaking apart. | |
But you said that | |
You said that things would be alright | |
But I've heard that | |
I've heard that so many times. | |
And I know that | |
It's not Christmas | |
If the snow don't fall | |
And I'm still standing here | |
Three feet small | |
Lose our troubles | |
Because after all | |
It's Christmas time. | |
And I've been waiting | |
For you to come | |
And it's hard | |
Cause I feel so alone | |
And I just want | |
You to come home. | |
Waiting for you to come | |
And it's hard | |
Cause I feel so alone | |
And I just want you | |
To come home. | |
It's not Christmas | |
If the snow don't fall | |
And I'm still standing here | |
Three feet small | |
Lose our troubles | |
Because after all | |
It's Christmas time. | |
It's not Christmas | |
If the snow don't fall | |
You're not here | |
To keep me safe and warm | |
Lose our troubles | |
Because after all | |
It's Christmas time. | |
It's Christmas time again | |
And all your friends | |
All your friends | |
Are smiling | |
It's Christmas time. | |
Tasty pheasants, Christmas presents | |
Countrysides covered with snow. | |
Oh, by gosh, by jingle | |
It's time for carols and Kris Kringle | |
Overeating, merry greetings | |
From relatives you don't know. | |
Then comes that big night | |
Giving the tree the trim | |
You'll hear voices by starlight | |
Singing a Yuletide hymn. | |
Oh, by gosh, by golly | |
It's time for mistletoe and holly | |
Fancy ties an' granny's pies | |
An' folks stealin' a kiss or two | |
As they whisper, "Merry Christmas" to you. | |
Dreams of Santa, dreams of snow | |
Fingers numb, faces aglow. | |
Christmas time, mistletoe and wine | |
Children singing Christian rhyme | |
With logs on the fire and gifts on the tree | |
A time to rejoice in the good that we see. | |
A time for living, a time for believing | |
A time for trusting, not deceiving | |
Love and laughter and joy ever after | |
Ours for the taking, just follow the Master. | |
Christmas time, mistletoe and wine | |
Children singing Christian rhyme | |
With logs on the fire and gifts on the tree | |
A time to rejoice in the good that we see. | |
Silent night | |
Holy night. | |
It's a time for giving, a time for getting | |
A time for forgiving and for forgetting | |
Christmas is love, Christmas is peace | |
A time for hating and fighting to cease. | |
Christmas time | |
Silent night | |
Mistletoe and wine | |
Holy night | |
Children singing Christian rhyme | |
With logs on the fire and gifts on the tree | |
A time to rejoice in the good that we see. | |
Christmas time, mistletoe and wine | |
Children singing Christian rhyme | |
With logs on the fire and gifts on the tree | |
A time to rejoice in the good that we see. | |
Christmas time, mistletoe and wine | |
Children singing Christian rhyme | |
With logs on the fire and gifts on the tree | |
A time to rejoice in the good that we see. | |
Christmas time | |
Silent night | |
Mistletoe and wine | |
Holy night | |
Children singing Christian rhyme | |
With logs on the fire and gifts on the tree | |
A time to rejoice in the good that we see. | |
When all through the castle | |
My monsters were having a Yuletide hassle | |
The tree was all trimmed in ghoulish things | |
Like werewolf fangs and vampire wings. | |
(It was a monster's holiday) | |
But they were up to no good | |
(It was a monster's holiday) | |
Didn't act like good monsters should | |
(It was a monster's holiday) | |
They found themselves a new play | |
(It was a monster's holiday) | |
They planned to rob Santa's sleigh. | |
They were making a list | |
And checking it twice | |
Frankenstein wanted a shiny new trike | |
A new chain for Yarnush | |
A brace for Igor's back | |
A speed shaver for Wolfman | |
A new cape for Drac. | |
(It was a monster's holiday) | |
They were up to no good | |
(It was a monster's holiday) | |
Didn't act like good monster's should | |
(It was a monster's holiday) | |
They found themselves a new play | |
(It was a monster's holiday) | |
They planned to rob Santa's sleigh. | |
The Mummy was to signal from the castle roof | |
At the very first sound of a reindeer hoof | |
As Santa slid down the chimney wall | |
The zombies were to make off with sleigh and all. | |
From beyond the moat there arose such a clatter | |
I jumped to the window to see what was the matter | |
Like a bolt of lightning it happened so quick | |
And there in our midst stood old Saint Nick. | |
He began to dig down deep in his sack | |
And came up with the traction for Igor's back | |
Drac got his cape | |
Franky's trike made him behave | |
Even Wolfman was happy, now he can shave. | |
(It was a monster's holiday) | |
And all ended well | |
(It was a monster's holiday) | |
And Santa was really swell | |
(It was a monster's holiday) | |
No need to rob Santa's sleigh | |
(It was a monster's holiday) | |
Maybe next year he'll come back. | |
So the children everywhere were spared the grief | |
Of losing their presents to a monster sleigh thief | |
Now the monsters love Santa and say they'll behave | |
And never again rob sleighs or graves. | |
(It was a monster's holiday) | |
Igor, what do you think of Santa now? | |
(It was a monster's holiday) | |
"Arrrrrr...Santa good!" | |
(It was a monster's holiday) | |
And Santa said as he drove out of sight | |
(It was a monster's holiday) | |
(Dracula accent): | |
"Ho-ho-ho-ho-ho | |
Merry Christmas to all | |
And to all a good night - blaaaa!" | |
Jingle bells jingle bells jingle all the way | |
Oh what fun it is to ride in a one horse open sleigh | |
Dashing through the snow | |
Where is that reindeer with the red nose, blaaaa | |
On Donner, on Blitzen, on Dancer.. | |
Santa's got a beard that's long and white. | |
Who comes around on a special night? | |
Santa comes around on a special night. | |
Special Night; Beard that's white. | |
Must be Santa | |
Must be Santa | |
Must be Santa, Santa Claus. | |
Who wears boots and a suit of red? | |
Santa wears boots and a suit of red. | |
Who wears a long cap on his head? | |
Santa wears a long cap on his head. | |
Cap on head; Suit that's red | |
Special night; Beard that's white. | |
Must be Santa | |
Must be Santa | |
Must be Santa, Santa Claus. | |
Who's got a big red cherry nose? | |
Santa's got a big red cherry nose. | |
Who laughs this way- Ho Ho Ho? | |
Santa laughs this way HO HO HO. | |
Ho Ho Ho; cherry nose | |
Cap on head; Suit that's red | |
Special night; Beard that's white. | |
Must be Santa | |
Must be Santa | |
Must be Santa, Santa Claus. | |
Who very soon will come our way? | |
Santa very soon will come our way. | |
Eight little reindeer pull his sleigh? | |
Santa's little reindeer pull his sleigh. | |
Reindeer sleigh; Come our way | |
HO HO HO; Cherry nose | |
Cap on head; Suit that's red | |
Special night; Beard that's white. | |
Must be Santa | |
Must be Santa | |
Must be Santa, Santa Claus. | |
Dasher, Dancer, Prancer, Vixen | |
Comet, Cupid, Donner and Blitzen. | |
Reindeer sleigh; Come our way | |
HO HO HO; Cherry nose | |
Cap on head; Suit that's red | |
Special night; Beard that's white. | |
Must be Santa | |
Must be Santa | |
Must be Santa, Santa Claus. | |
Couples holding hands, places to go | |
Seems like everyone but me is in love. | |
Santa, can you hear me? | |
I signed my letter, that I sealed with a kiss | |
I sent it off | |
It just said this, | |
"I know exactly what I want this year | |
Santa, can you hear me? | |
I want my baby (baby, yeah) | |
I want someone to love me Someone to hold me" | |
Maybe (maybe, maybe maybe) | |
He'll be all my own | |
In a big red bow. | |
Santa, can you hear me? | |
I have been so good this year | |
And all I want is one thing | |
Tell me my true love is near | |
He's all I want, just for me | |
Underneath my Christmas tree | |
I'll be waiting here | |
Santa, that's my only wish this year. | |
Oohhh yeah, yeah | |
Christmas Eve, I just can't sleep | |
Would I be wrong for taking a peek? | |
Cause I heard that you're coming to town. | |
Santa, can you hear me? | |
Really hope that you're on your way | |
With something special for me in your sleigh | |
Ohh, please make my wish come true | |
Santa, can you hear me? | |
I want my baby (baby) | |
I want someone to love me Someone to hold me | |
Maybe (maybe maybe) | |
We'll be all the love | |
Under the mistletoe. | |
Santa, can you hear me? | |
I have been so good this year | |
And all I want is one thing | |
Tell me my true love is near | |
He's all I want, just for me | |
Underneath my Christmas tree. | |
I'll be waiting here | |
Santa, that's my only wish this year | |
I hope my letter reaches you in time | |
Ohh yeah | |
Bring me love I can call all mine | |
(yeah yeah) | |
Cause I have been so good this year. | |
Can't be alone under the mistletoe | |
He's all want and a big red bow | |
Santa, can you hear me? | |
I have been so good this year | |
And all I want is one thing | |
Yeah yeah yeah | |
Tell me my true love is near | |
He's all I want, just for me | |
Underneath my Christmas tree | |
I'll be waiting here | |
(ohh yeah) | |
Santa that's my only wish this year | |
Oh, Santa can you hear me? | |
Ohh Santa | |
Well, he's all I want | |
Just for me | |
Underneath my Christmas tree | |
Oh I'll be waiting here | |
Santa, that's my only wish this year. | |
Santa, that's my only wish this year. | |
No room, here in His world turned away | |
No room, no room. | |
No room, here in the hearts of mankind | |
No room, no cheery welcome could find | |
No room, surely the world is blind | |
No room, no room. | |
Angels, in heaven up yonder | |
Watch with amazement and wonder | |
To see the Son of the Highest treated so | |
No room. | |
No room, only a manger of hay | |
No room, He is a stranger today | |
No room, here in His world turned away | |
No room, no room, no room. | |
Somewhere in the dark | |
His words cut the silent night | |
"Take my hand, for the Child | |
That you carry is God's own | |
And though it seems the road is long | |
We're not that far from Bethlehem | |
Where all our hope and joy begins | |
For in our arms we'll cherish Him | |
We're not that far from Bethlehem". | |
Let us celebrate | |
As the Christmases go by | |
Learn to live our days | |
With our hearts near to the Child | |
Ever drawn, ever close | |
To the only love that lasts | |
And though 2000 years have passed. | |
We're not that far from Bethlehem | |
Where all our hope and joy began | |
For when our hearts still cherish Him | |
We're not that far | |
We're not that far from Bethlehem | |
Where all our hope and joy began | |
For when our hearts still cherish Him | |
We're not that far | |
We're not that far from Bethlehem. | |
Somebody snitched on me | |
I hid a frog in sister's bed | |
Somebody snitched on me. | |
I spilled some ink on Mommy's rug | |
I made Tommy eat a bug | |
Bought some gum with a penny slug | |
Somebody snitched on me. | |
Oh, I'm gettin' nuttin' for Christmas | |
Mommy and Daddy are mad | |
I'm getting nuttin' for Christmas | |
'Cause I ain't been nuttin' but bad. | |
I put a tack on teacher's chair | |
Somebody snitched on me | |
I tied a knot in Susie's hair | |
Somebody snitched on me | |
I did a dance on Mommy's plants | |
Climbed a tree and tore my pants | |
Filled the sugar bowl with ants | |
Somebody snitched on me. | |
So, I'm gettin' nuttin' for Christmas | |
Mommy and Daddy are mad | |
I'm gettin' nuttin' for Christmas | |
'Cause I ain't been nuttin' but bad. | |
I won't be seeing Santa Claus | |
Somebody snitched on me | |
He won't come visit me because | |
Somebody snitched on me | |
Next year I'll be going straight | |
Next year I'll be good, just wait | |
I'd start now, but it's too late | |
Somebody snitched on me. | |
So you better be good whatever you do | |
'Cause if you're bad, I'm warning you | |
You'll get nuttin' for Christmas. | |
Thy leaves are so unchanging | |
O Christmas Tree! O Christmas Tree! | |
Thy leaves are so unchanging | |
Not only green when summer's here | |
But also when 'tis cold and drear | |
O Christmas Tree! O Christmas Tree! | |
Thy leaves are so unchanging. | |
O Christmas Tree! O Christmas Tree! | |
Much pleasure thou can'st give me | |
O Christmas Tree! O Christmas Tree! | |
Much pleasure thou can'st give me | |
How often has the Christmas tree | |
Afforded me the greatest glee | |
O Christmas Tree! O Christmas Tree! | |
Much pleasure thou can'st give me. | |
O Christmas Tree! O Christmas Tree! | |
Thy candles shine so brightly | |
O Christmas Tree! O Christmas Tree! | |
Thy candles shine so brightly | |
From base to summit, gay and bright | |
There's only splendor for the sight. | |
O Christmas Tree! O Christmas Tree! | |
Thy candles shine so brightly. | |
O Christmas Tree! O Christmas Tree! | |
How richly God has decked thee | |
O Christmas Tree! O Christmas Tree! | |
How richly God has decked thee | |
Thou bidst us true and faithful be | |
And trust in God unchangingly | |
O Christmas Tree! O Christmas Tree! | |
How richly God has decked thee!. | |
German: O Tannenbaum | |
O Tannenbaum, o Tannenbaum | |
wie treu sind deine Blätter! | |
Du grünst nicht nur zur Sommerszeit | |
nein auch im Winter, wenn es schneit. | |
O Tannenbaum, o Tannenbaum | |
wie treu sind deine Blätter! | |
O Tannenbaum, o Tannenbaum | |
du kannst mir sehr gefallen! | |
Wie oft hat nicht zur Weihnachtszeit | |
ein Baum von dir mich hoch erfreut! | |
O Tannenbaum, o Tannenbaum, | |
du kannst mir sehr gefallen! | |
O Tannenbaum, o Tannenbaum, | |
dein Kleid will mich was lehren: | |
die Hoffnung und Beständigkeit | |
gibt Trost und Kraft zu aller Zeit. | |
O Tannenbaum, o Tannenbaum, | |
dein Kleid will mich was lehren. | |
O Christmas Tree, O Christmas Tree | |
How steadfast are your branches! | |
Your boughs are green in summer's clime | |
And through the snows of wintertime | |
O Christmas Tree, O Christmas Tree, | |
How steadfast are your branches! | |
O Christmas Tree, O Christmas Tree | |
What happiness befalls me? | |
O Christmas Tree, O Christmas Tree | |
What happiness befalls me? | |
When off at joyous Christmastime | |
Your form inspires my song and rhyme | |
O Christmas Tree, O Christmas Tree | |
What happiness befalls me ? | |
O Christmas Tree, O Christmas Tree | |
Your boughs can teach a lesson | |
O Christmas Tree, O Christmas Tree | |
Your boughs can teach a lesson | |
That constant faith and hope sublime | |
Lend strength and comfort through all time | |
O Christmas Tree, O Chirstmas Tree | |
Your boughs can teach a lesson. | |
And ransom captive Israel | |
That mourns in lonely exile here | |
Until the Son of God appear | |
Rejoice! Rejoice! Emmanuel | |
Shall come to thee, O Israel. | |
O come, Thou Rod of Jesse, free | |
Thine own from Satan's tyranny | |
From depths of Hell Thy people save | |
And give them victory o'er the grave | |
Rejoice! Rejoice! Emmanuel | |
Shall come to thee, O Israel. | |
O come, Thou Day-Spring, come and cheer | |
Our spirits by Thine advent here | |
Disperse the gloomy clouds of night | |
And death's dark shadows put to flight. | |
Rejoice! Rejoice! Emmanuel | |
Shall come to thee, O Israel. | |
O come, Thou Key of David, come | |
And open wide our heavenly home | |
Make safe the way that leads on high | |
And close the path to misery | |
Rejoice! Rejoice! Emmanuel | |
Shall come to thee, O Israel. | |
O come, O come, Thou Lord of might | |
Who to Thy tribes, on Sinai's height | |
In ancient times did'st give the Law | |
In cloud, and majesty and awe | |
Rejoice! Rejoice! Emmanuel | |
Shall come to thee, O Israel. | |
It is the night of the dear Saviour's birth. | |
Long lay the world in sin and error pining | |
Till He appeared and the Spirit felt its worth. | |
A thrill of hope the weary world rejoices | |
For yonder breaks a new and glorious morn. | |
Fall on your knees! Oh, hear the angel voices! | |
O night divine, the night when Christ was born | |
O night, O holy night, O night divine! | |
O night, O holy night, O night divine! | |
Led by the light of faith serenely beaming | |
With glowing hearts by His cradle we stand. | |
O'er the world a star is sweetly gleaming | |
Now come the wise men from out of the Orient land. | |
The King of kings lay thus lowly manger | |
In all our trials born to be our friends | |
He knows our need, our weakness is no stranger | |
Behold your King! Before him lowly bend! | |
Behold your King! Before him lowly bend! | |
Truly He taught us to love one another | |
His law is love and His gospel is peace | |
Chains he shall break, for the slave is our brother | |
And in his name all oppression shall cease | |
Sweet hymns of joy in grateful chorus raise we | |
With all our hearts we praise His holy name | |
Christ is the Lord! Then ever, ever praise we | |
His power and glory ever more proclaim! | |
His power and glory ever more proclaim! | |
French | |
Minuit, chrétiens, c'est l'heure solennelle | |
Où l'Homme-Dieu descendit jusqu'à nous | |
Pour effacer la tache originelle | |
Et de Son Père arrêter le courroux. | |
Le monde entier tressaille d'espérance | |
En cette nuit qui lui donne un Sauveur. | |
Chorus | |
Peuple à genoux, attends ta délivrance | |
Noël, Noël, voici le Rédempteur, | |
Noël, Noël, voici le Rédempteur! | |
Le Rédempteur a brisé toute entrave: | |
La terre est libre, et le ciel est ouvert. | |
Il voit un frère où n'était qu'un esclave, | |
L'amour unit ceux qu'enchaînait le fer. | |
Qui Lui dira notre reconnaissance, | |
C'est pour nous tous qu'Il naît, | |
Qu'Il souffre et meurt. | |
Chorus | |
Peuple à genoux, attends ta délivrance | |
Noël, Noël, voici le Rédempteur, | |
Noël, Noël, voici le Rédempteur! | |
How still we see thee lie! | |
Above thy deep and dreamless sleep | |
The silent stars go by | |
Yet in thy dark streets shineth | |
The everlasting Light | |
The hopes and fears of all the years | |
Are met in thee to-night. | |
For Christ is born of Mary | |
And gathered all above | |
While mortals sleep, the angels keep | |
Their watch of wondering love | |
O morning stars, together | |
Proclaim the holy birth! | |
And praises sing to God, the King | |
And peace to men on earth. | |
How silently, how silently | |
The wondrous gift is given! | |
So God imparts to human hearts | |
The blessings of his heaven | |
No ear may hear his coming | |
But in this world of sin | |
Where meek souls will receive him, still | |
The dear Christ enters in. | |
Where children pure and happy | |
Pray to the blessed Child | |
Where misery cries out to thee | |
Son of the mother mild | |
Where charity stands watching | |
And faith holds wide the door | |
The dark night wakes, the glory breaks | |
And Christmas comes once more. | |
O holy Child of Bethlehem! | |
Descend to us, we pray | |
Cast out our sin and enter in | |
Be born in us to-day | |
We hear the Christmas angels | |
The great glad tidings tell | |
O come to us, abide with us | |
Our Lord Emmanuel! | |
Wie treu sind deine Blätter! | |
Du grünst nicht nur zur Sommerszeit | |
Nein auch im Winter, wenn es schneit. | |
O Tannenbaum, o Tannenbaum | |
Wie treu sind deine Blätter! | |
O Tannenbaum, o Tannenbaum | |
Du kannst mir sehr gefallen! | |
Wie oft hat nicht zur Weihnachtszeit | |
Ein Baum von dir mich hoch erfreut! | |
O Tannenbaum, o Tannenbaum, | |
Du kannst mir sehr gefallen! | |
O Tannenbaum, o Tannenbaum, | |
Dein Kleid will mich was lehren: | |
Die Hoffnung und Beständigkeit | |
Gibt Trost und Kraft zu aller Zeit. | |
O Tannenbaum, o Tannenbaum, | |
Dein Kleid will mich was lehren. | |
He is alpha and omega, He the source, the ending He | |
Of the things that are, that have been | |
And that future years shall see, evermore and evermore! | |
At His Word the worlds were framed; He commanded; it was done | |
Heaven and earth and depths of ocean in their threefold order one | |
All that grows beneath the shining | |
Of the moon and burning sun, evermore and evermore! | |
He is found in human fashion, death and sorrow here to know | |
That the race of Adam's children doomed by law to endless woe | |
May not henceforth die and perish | |
In the dreadful gulf below, evermore and evermore! | |
O that birth forever blessed, when the virgin, full of grace | |
By the Holy Ghost conceiving, bare the Savior of our race | |
And the Babe, the world's Redeemer | |
First revealed His sacred face, evermore and evermore! | |
This is He whom seers in old time chanted of with one accord | |
Whom the voices of the prophets promised in their faithful word | |
Now He shines, the long expected | |
Let creation praise its Lord, evermore and evermore! | |
O ye heights of heaven adore Him; angel hosts, His praises sing | |
Powers, dominions, bow before Him, and extol our God and King! | |
Let no tongue on earth be silent | |
Every voice in concert sing, evermore and evermore! | |
Righteous Judge of souls departed, righteous King of them that live | |
On the Father's throne exalted none in might with Thee may strive | |
Who at last in vengeance coming | |
Sinners from Thy face shalt drive, evermore and evermore! | |
Thee let old men, thee let young men, thee let boys in chorus sing | |
Matrons, virgins, little maidens, with glad voices answering | |
Let their guileless songs re-echo | |
And the heart its music bring, evermore and evermore! | |
Christ, to Thee with God the Father, and, O Holy Ghost, to Thee | |
Hymn and chant with high thanksgiving, and unwearied praises be | |
Honor, glory, and dominion | |
And eternal victory, evermore and evermore! | |
Oh come ye, Oh come ye to Bethlehem | |
Come and behold Him, born the King of Angels | |
Oh come, let us adore Him, | |
Oh come, let us adore Him | |
Oh come, let us adore Him, | |
Christ the Lord. | |
Sing, choirs of angels, sing in exultation | |
Oh Sing, all ye citizens of heaven above | |
Glory to God in the highest | |
Oh come, let us adore Him, | |
Oh come, let us adore Him | |
Oh come, let us adore Him, | |
Christ the Lord. | |
Yea, Lord, we greet Thee, born this happy morning | |
Jesus, to Thee be all glory giving | |
Word of the Father now in flesh appearing | |
Oh come, let us adore Him, | |
Oh come, let us adore Him | |
Oh come, let us adore Him, | |
Christ the Lord. | |
It's Christmas Eve, and Larry is anxiously awaiting | |
The arrival of Santa Claus, with a plate of cookies. | |
Larry: Oh, Santa! | |
I can't wait for you to come | |
I just can't wait for you to come | |
And I've got cookies! | |
Three yummy cookies! | |
Just for you for when you come | |
Only for you for when you come | |
Because it's Christmas! | |
Knock, knock, knock | |
Larry: Could that be Santa? | |
Could that be him? | |
Could it be the one | |
Who brings presents | |
For a cucumber like me? | |
A good cucumber like me? | |
Narrator: Larry is surprised to be greeted | |
Not by Santa | |
But a crafty bank robber! | |
Larry: Who are you? | |
Bank robber: I'm a bank robber! | |
And I've come to rob your bank | |
Oh yes! I've come to rob your bank | |
And I've come to take your dimes | |
And swipe your nickels | |
So stand back, step aside you silly pickle! | |
And let me in! | |
Narrator: Although frightened by the intruder | |
In the spirit of Christmas Larry makes an offering. | |
Larry: I'm not a banker | |
I have no bank, my robbing friend | |
But I have cookies | |
Three yummy cookies | |
And I don't have nickels | |
But please take this, my robbing friend | |
Eat one of these my robbing friend | |
They are for Santa | |
But you may have one. | |
Narrator: The bank robber is truly touched | |
By Larry's good will | |
But Larry, although momentarily distracted | |
Is still excited about seeing Santa. | |
Larry:Oh, Santa! | |
I can't wait for you to come | |
I just can't wait for you to come | |
And I've got cookies! | |
Two yummy cookies! | |
Just for you | |
For when you come | |
Oh me! | |
For you for when you come | |
Because it's Christmas!" | |
Bank robber: | |
I'm a robber! | |
I came to rob your bank | |
Oh yes! | |
I came to rob your bank | |
You shared a cookie | |
A yummy cookie | |
Though I'd love to take your dimes | |
Perhaps another time | |
Because it's Christmas!" | |
Knock, knock, knock | |
Larry: Could that be Santa? | |
Could that be him? | |
Could it be the one | |
Who brings presents | |
For a cucumber like me? | |
A good cucumber like me? | |
Narrator: Once again, it is not Santa | |
Who has come to Larry's door | |
But this time a savage Norseman. | |
Larry: Who are you? | |
Viking: I'm a Viking! | |
And I've come to take your land | |
Oh yes! I've come to take your land | |
And I've come to burn your crops | |
And steal your horses! | |
And I've come to | |
Step on your chickens | |
And soil your quilts! | |
Narrator: Although frightened by the intruder | |
In the spirit of Christmas | |
Larry makes an offering. | |
Larry: I don't have land | |
I don't have crops, my Viking friend | |
But I have cookies! | |
Two yummy cookies! | |
And I don't have horses | |
But please take this, my Viking friend | |
Eat one of these, my Viking friend | |
They are for Santa | |
But you may have one! | |
Narrator: The Viking is also touched | |
By Larry's good will | |
But Larry's thoughts are still with Santa. | |
Larry: Oh, Santa! | |
I can't wait for you to come | |
I just can't wait for you to come | |
I've got a cookie! | |
A yummy cookie! | |
Just for you, for when you come | |
Oh me! | |
For you, for when you come | |
Because it's Christmas! | |
Viking: I'm a Viking! | |
I came to take your land | |
Oh yes! | |
I came to take your land | |
You shared a cookie | |
A yummy cookie | |
Though I'd love to soil your quilts | |
I don't think that I will | |
Because it's Christmas! | |
Knock, knock, knock | |
Larry: Could that be Santa? | |
Could that be him? | |
Could it be the one | |
Who brings presents | |
For a cucumber like me? | |
A good cucumber like me? | |
Narrator: Larry is greeted now | |
By an agent of the Internal Revenue Service. | |
Larry: Who are you? | |
Peach: I'm from the IRS! | |
And I've come to tax your... | |
SLAM | |
Larry: Oh, Santa! | |
I can't wait for you to come | |
I just can't wait for you to come | |
It's finally Santa! | |
It's finally him! | |
At last, the one who brings presents | |
For a cucumber like me | |
A good cucumber like me! | |
Santa: I'm Santa! | |
And I've come to bring you gifts | |
Oh yes! | |
I've come to bring you gifts | |
And I've come to stuff your stockings | |
Oh, ho ho ho! | |
And I've come to jiggle my belly | |
And wiggle my nose | |
Hey, wait a minute! | |
Isn't that my belt? | |
And what are you doing with my hat? | |
So you're the ones! | |
Bank robber: Wait a minute, I can explain! | |
Viking: We've changed! | |
Santa: Nobody messes with Santa! | |
You know that, don't you? | |
You've been very naughty! | |
And I've got a list! | |
Peach: Did you claim that? | |
Larry: Merry Christmas! | |
Little toy drums coming from a sack | |
Carried by a man dressed in white and red | |
Little boy, don't you think it's time you were in bed? | |
Close your eyes | |
Listen to the skies | |
All is calm, all is well | |
Soon you'll hear Kris Kringle and the jingle bells. | |
Bringing old toy trains, little toy tracks | |
Little toy drums coming from a sack | |
Carried by a man dressed in white and red | |
Little boy, don't you think it's time you were in bed? | |
Close your eyes | |
Listen to the skies | |
All is calm, all is well | |
Soon you'll hear Kris Kringle and the jingle bells. | |
Bringing old toy trains, little toy tracks | |
Little toy drums coming from a sack | |
Carried by a man dressed in white and red | |
Little boy, don't you think it's time you were in bed? | |
Close your eyes | |
Listen to the skies | |
All is calm, all is well | |
Soon you'll hear Kris Kringle and the jingle bells. | |
Close your eyes | |
Listen to the skies | |
All is calm, all is well | |
Soon you'll hear Kris Kringle and the jingle bells. | |
To hear the news the angels bring | |
On Christmas night all Christians sing | |
To hear the news the angels bring | |
News of great joy, news of great mirth | |
News of our merciful King's birth. | |
Then why should men on earth be sad | |
Since our Redeemer made us glad | |
Then why should we on earth be sad | |
Since our Redeemer made us glad | |
When from our sin, He set us free | |
All for to gain our liberty. | |
When sin departs before Your grace | |
Then life and health come in its place | |
When sin departs before Your grace | |
Then life and health come in its place | |
Angels and men with joy may sing | |
All for to see the newborn King. | |
All out of darkness we have light | |
Which made the angels sing this night | |
All out of darkness we have light | |
Which made the angels sing this night | |
"Glory to God and peace to men | |
Now and forevermore. Amen." | |
As I am walking | |
Surrounded by night | |
Stars high above me | |
Make a wish under moonlight. | |
On my way home | |
I remember | |
Only good days | |
I'm on my way home | |
I can remember | |
Every new day. | |
I move in silence | |
With each step taken | |
Snow falling round me | |
Like angels in flight | |
Far in the distance | |
Is my wish under moonlight. | |
On my way home | |
I remember | |
Only good days | |
On my way home | |
I remember | |
All the best days | |
I'm on my way home | |
I can remember | |
Every new day. | |
On my way home | |
I remember | |
All the good days. | |
On my way home | |
I remember | |
All the best days | |
I'm on my way home | |
I can remember | |
Every new day. | |
With the song children sing | |
To the Lord, Christ our King | |
Born on earth to save us | |
Him the Father gave us. | |
Chorus: | |
Id-e-o-o-o id-e-o-o-o | |
Id-e-o gloria in excelsis Deo! | |
His the doom, ours the mirth | |
When he came down to earth | |
Bethlehem saw his birth | |
Ox and ass beside him | |
From the cold would hide him. | |
Chorus: | |
Id-e-o-o-o id-e-o-o-o | |
Id-e-o gloria in excelsis Deo! | |
God's bright star, o'er his head | |
Wise Men three to him led | |
Kneel they low by his bed | |
Lay their gifts before him | |
Praise him and adore him. | |
Chorus: | |
Id-e-o-o-o id-e-o-o-o | |
Id-e-o gloria in excelsis Deo! | |
On this day angels sing | |
With their song earth shall ring | |
Praising Christ, heaven's King | |
Born on earth to save us | |
Peace and love he gave us. | |
Chorus: | |
Id-e-o-o-o id-e-o-o-o | |
Id-e-o gloria in excelsis Deo! | |
Stood a lowly cattle shed | |
Where a mother laid her Baby | |
In a manger for His bed | |
Mary was that mother mild | |
Jesus Christ her little Child. | |
He came down to earth from Heaven | |
Who is God and Lord of all | |
And His shelter was a stable | |
And His cradle was a stall | |
With the poor and mean and lowly | |
Lived on earth our Savior holy. | |
And, through all His wondrous childhood | |
He would honor and obey | |
Love and watch the lowly maiden | |
In whose gentle arms He lay | |
Christian children all must be | |
Mild, obedient, good as He. | |
For He is our childhood's pattern | |
Day by day, like us He grew | |
He was little, weak and helpless | |
Tears and smiles like us He knew | |
And He feeleth for our sadness | |
And He shareth in our gladness. | |
And our eyes at last shall see Him | |
Through His own redeeming love | |
For that Child so dear and gentle | |
Is our Lord in Heav'n above | |
And He leads His children on | |
To the place where He is gone. | |
Not in that poor lowly stable | |
With the oxen standing by | |
We shall see Him but in Heaven | |
Set at God's right hand on high | |
Where like stars His children crowned | |
All in white shall wait around. | |
So Joseph found a stable in which Mary had her child | |
Once upon a Christmas was the birth of Jesus Christ. | |
Once upon a Christmas in a manger far away | |
A King was born His palace was a manger filled with hay | |
His royal robe was swaddling cloth, a halo was His crown | |
Once upon a Christmas away in Bethlehem. | |
And all the world rejoiced because the King was born at last | |
A savior had been promised now it had come to pass | |
And the joyful news that He was born, spread quickly far and wide | |
Once upon a Christmas, was the birth of Jesus Christ. | |
Once upon a Christmas from the Far East wise men came | |
With gold and myrrh and frankincense to praise the newborn King | |
And shepherds left their flocks and came to see and worship Him | |
Once upon a Christmas away in Bethlehem. | |
And all the world rejoiced because the King was born at last | |
A savior had been promised now it had come to pass | |
And the joyful news that He was born spread quickly far and wide | |
Once upon a Christmas was the birth of Jesus Christ. | |
Once upon a Christmas far away in Bethlehem. | |
Things I almost remember | |
And a song someone sings | |
Once upon a December. | |
Someone holds me safe and warm | |
Horses prance through a silver storm | |
Figures dancing gracefully | |
Across my memory. | |
Someone holds me safe and warm | |
Horses prance through a silver storm | |
Figures dancing gracefully | |
Across my memory. | |
Far away, long ago | |
Glowing dim as an ember | |
Things my heart | |
Used to know | |
Things it yearns to remember. | |
And a song | |
Someone sings | |
Once upon a December. | |
One little Christmas tree that never had grown | |
Cried as he looked up to the sky. | |
Oh please, Mr. Father Tree, the tallest of all | |
I'm so afraid and alone | |
Could one little Christmas tree so tiny and small | |
Light up someone's home? | |
Cause one little Christmas tree can light up a home | |
So, one little child can find a toy | |
One little Christmas tree can light up a home | |
So, one little heart can find some joy. | |
One little angel who was riding a star | |
Cried as she looked down at the tree | |
Oh please, Mr. Father Tree wherever you are | |
May I give him the star you gave to me? | |
Then in the heavens came a voice from afar | |
A voice that was heard throughout the world | |
"Go down little angel girl and give him your star | |
Tonight he'll light the world." | |
Cause one little Christmas tree can light up the world | |
So those who are lost may find their way | |
One little Christmas tree can light up the world | |
So all men may see you on Christmas Day. | |
One small dream of a Savior tonight | |
One small hand reaching out to the starlight | |
One small Savior of life | |
Ooooh. | |
One king bringing his gold and his riches | |
One king ruling an army of might | |
One king kneeling with incense and candlelight | |
One King bringing us life | |
Ooooh. | |
See Him lying, a cradle beneath Him | |
See Him smiling in the stall | |
See His mother praising His Father | |
See His tiny eyelids fall. | |
See the shepherds kneeling before Him | |
See the kings on bended knee | |
See the mother praising the Father | |
See the Blessed Infant sleep. | |
One small child in a land of a thousand | |
One small dream of a Savior tonight | |
One small hand reaching out to the starlight | |
One small Savior of life | |
Ooooh. | |
One toy soldier on his own | |
With his drum to keep the time. | |
He keeps the beat of marching feet | |
He keeps the beat so true | |
He's one small toy for one small boy | |
But his heart is, oh! so blue. | |
Who can mend my broken drum? | |
Will it be as good as new? | |
I must play when morning comes | |
If I don't, what shall I do? | |
He keeps the beat of marching feet | |
He keeps the beat inside | |
While children sleep, in dreams so deep | |
There's a secret he must hide. | |
For he keeps the beat of marching feet | |
He keeps the beat so true | |
He wants to sing and hopes to bring | |
Happy Christmas day to you. | |
He keeps the beat of marching feet | |
He keeps the beat inside | |
Someone has come to mend his drum | |
Now his heart lights up with pride. | |
So, he keeps the beat of marching feet | |
He keeps the beat so true | |
When morning comes | |
He plays his drum. | |
Happy Christmas day to you! | |
Happy Christmas day to you! | |
Happy Christmas day to you! | |
Holidays are here again! | |
Holidays are here again! | |
Holidays are here again! | |
Holidays are here again! | |
All seem to say | |
"Throw cares away" | |
Christmas is here | |
Bringing good cheer | |
To young and old | |
Meek and the bold. | |
Ding-dong, ding-dong | |
That is their song | |
With joyful ring | |
All caroling | |
One seems to hear | |
Words of good cheer | |
From everywhere | |
Filling the air. | |
Gaily they ring | |
While people sing | |
Songs of good cheer | |
Christmas is here. | |
Merry merry merry merry Christmas | |
Merry merry merry merry Christmas | |
On and on they send | |
On without end | |
Their joyful tone to every home. | |
Ding-dong ding-dong, ding-dong ding-dong | |
Ding-dong ding-dong, ding-dong ding-dong | |
Diiiiiiiiiiiing (ding ding ding), doooooooooong (ding ding ding) | |
Diiiiiiiiiiiing (ding ding ding), doooooooooong (ding ding ding) | |
Diiiiiiiiiiiing (ding ding ding), doooooooooong (ding ding ding) | |
Diiiiiiiiiiiing (ding ding ding), doooooooooong (ding ding ding) | |
Ding, di-di-di-di-di-di-di-ding, ding, di-di-di-di-di-di-di-ding | |
Ding, di-di-di-di-di-di-di-ding, ding, di-di-di-di-di-di-di-ding | |
Ding, di-di-di-di-di-di-di-ding, ding, di-di-di-di-di-di-di-ding | |
Ding, di-di-di-di-di-di-di-ding, ding, di-di-di-di-di-di-di-ding | |
Ding, di-di-di-di-di-di-di-ding, ding, di-di-di-di-di-di-di-ding. | |
Hark how the bells | |
Sweet silver bells | |
All seem to say | |
"Throw cares away" | |
Christmas is here | |
Bringing good cheer | |
To young and old | |
Meek and the bold. | |
Ding-dong, ding-dong | |
That is their song | |
With joyful ring | |
All caroling | |
One seems to hear | |
Words of good cheer | |
From everywhere | |
Filling the air. | |
Gaily they ring | |
While people sing | |
Songs of good cheer | |
Christmas is here. | |
Merry merry merry merry Christmas | |
Merry merry merry merry Christmas | |
On and on they send | |
On without end | |
Their joyful tone to every home. | |
Diiiiing (oh-oh), doooong (oh-oh) | |
Diiiiing (oh-oh), doooong (oh-oh-oh-oh-oh) | |
Diiiiiing (oh-oh-oh oh-oh-oh) doooong (oh-oh-oh oh-oh-oh-oh-oh) | |
Diiiiiing (ding ding ding ding ding), doooong (dong dong dong dong dong) | |
Ding (ding-dong ding-ding), ding (dong-ding ding-ding) | |
Ding (ding-dong ding-ding), ding (dong-ding ding-ding). | |
Hark how the bells | |
Sweet silver bells | |
All seem to say | |
"Throw cares away" | |
Christmas is here | |
Bringing good cheer | |
To young and old | |
Meek and the bold. | |
Ding-dong, ding-dong | |
That is their song | |
With joyful ring | |
All caroling | |
One seems to hear | |
Words of good cheer | |
From everywhere | |
Filling the air. | |
Gaily they ring | |
While people sing | |
Songs of good cheer | |
Christmas is here. | |
Merry merry merry merry Christmas | |
Merry merry merry merry Christmas | |
On and on they send | |
On without end | |
Their joyful tone to every home. | |
Ding, ding, dong, dong | |
Ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding. | |
DONG! | |
To Grandmother's house we go | |
The horse knows the way to carry the sleigh | |
Through white and drifted snow. | |
Over the river and through the woods | |
Oh, how the wind does blow | |
It stings the toes and bites the nose | |
As over the ground we go. | |
Over the river and through the woods | |
To have a full day of play | |
Oh, hear the bells ringing ting-a-ling-ling | |
For it is Christmas Day. | |
Over the river and through the woods | |
Trot fast my dapple gray | |
Spring o'er the ground just iike a hound | |
For this is Christmas Day. | |
Over the river and through the woods | |
And straight through the barnyard gate | |
It seems that we go so dreadfully slow | |
It is so hard to wait. | |
Over the river and through the woods | |
Now Grandma's cap I spy | |
Hurrah for fun; the pudding's done | |
Hurrah for the pumpkin pie. | |
Past three a clock | |
And a cold frosty morning | |
Past three a clock | |
Good morrow, masters all! | |
Born is a baby | |
Gentle as may be | |
Son of the eternal | |
Father supernal. | |
Chorus: | |
Past three a clock | |
And a cold frosty morning | |
Past three a clock | |
Good morrow, masters all! | |
Seraph quire singeth | |
Angel bell ringeth | |
Hark how they rime it | |
Time it and chime it. | |
Chorus: | |
Past three a clock | |
And a cold frosty morning | |
Past three a clock | |
Good morrow, masters all! | |
Mid earth rejoices | |
Hearing such voices | |
E'er to fore so well | |
Caroling Nowell. | |
Chorus: | |
Past three a clock | |
And a cold frosty morning | |
Past three a clock | |
Good morrow, masters all! | |
Hinds o'er the pearly | |
Dewy lawn early | |
Seek the high Stranger | |
Laid in the manger. | |
Chorus: | |
Past three a clock | |
And a cold frosty morning | |
Past three a clock | |
Good morrow, masters all! | |
Cheese from the dairy | |
Bring they for Mary | |
And, not for money | |
Butter and honey. | |
Chorus: | |
Past three a clock | |
And a cold frosty morning | |
Past three a clock | |
Good morrow, masters all! | |
Light out of star-land | |
Leadeth from far land | |
Princes to meet him | |
Worship and greet him. | |
Chorus: | |
Past three a clock | |
And a cold frosty morning | |
Past three a clock | |
Good morrow, masters all! | |
Myrrh from full coffer | |
Incense they offer | |
Nor is the golden | |
Nugget withholden. | |
Chorus: | |
Past three a clock | |
And a cold frosty morning | |
Past three a clock | |
Good morrow, masters all! | |
Thus they: I pray you | |
Up, sirs, nor stay you | |
Till ye confess him | |
Likewise and bless him. | |
Chorus: | |
Past three a clock | |
And a cold frosty morning | |
Past three a clock | |
Good morrow, masters all! | |
Robin, bring your flute and come | |
Aren't they fun to play upon? | |
Tu-re-lu-re-lu, pat-a-pat-a-pan | |
When you play your fife and drum | |
How can anyone be glum? | |
When the men of olden days | |
Gave the King of Kings their praise | |
They had pipes to play upon | |
Tu-re-lu-re-lu, pat-a-pat-a-pan | |
And also the drums they'd play | |
Full of joy, on Christmas Day. | |
God and man today become | |
Closely joined as flute and drum | |
Let the joyous tune play on | |
Tu-re-lu-re-lu, pat-a-pat-a-pan | |
As the instruments you play | |
We will sing, this Christmas Day. | |
Those are the stories that are well known | |
To all little girls and boys. | |
But I've got another story | |
That I bet you haven't heard | |
Did you know that Santa | |
Has a secret agent bird? | |
He's Penguin, James Penguin | |
That dapper little guy | |
Like a well dressed duck in a three piece tux | |
He's Santa's secret spy. | |
Have you ever wondered | |
How Santa Clause keeps tabs? | |
How he knows when you've been good | |
How he knows when you've been bad? | |
He's Penguin, James Penguin | |
That dapper little guy | |
Like a well dressed duck in a three piece tux | |
He's Santa's secret spy. | |
From an undisclosed location | |
He's watching me and you | |
He's got satellite up links in his cuff links | |
Yeah, he sees everything you do. | |
He's Penguin, James Penguin | |
That dapper little guy | |
Like a well dressed duck in a three piece tux | |
He's Santa's secret spy. | |
Not so very long ago | |
Santa didn't need much help | |
But with more and more kids every year | |
He soon got overwhelmed. | |
He told the elves one Christmas | |
"We can't do this anymore" | |
Then a knight in shining polyester | |
Waddled through his door. | |
And it was Penguin, James Penguin | |
He was there to save the day | |
He had wireless | |
And GPS outfitted on the sleigh. | |
And Santa said, "Penguin | |
Won't you be my ears and eyes? | |
How'd you like to help me run | |
My SCFBI. | |
He's Penguin, James Penguin | |
And now I guess you've heard | |
How Santa got his little Christmas | |
Secret Agent Bird. | |
The time is near | |
Of the crowning of the year | |
Make your house fair as you are able | |
Trim the hearth and set the table | |
People, look east and sing today | |
Love, the guest, is on the way. | |
Furrows, be glad | |
Though earth is bare | |
One more seed is planted there | |
Give up your strength the seed to nourish | |
That in course the flower may flourish | |
People, look east and sing today | |
Love, the rose, is on the way. | |
Birds, though you long have ceased to build | |
Guard the nest that must be filled | |
Even the hour when wings are frozen | |
God for fledging time has chosen | |
People, look east and sing today | |
Love, the bird, is on the way. | |
Stars, keep the watch | |
When night is dim | |
One more light the bowl shall brim | |
Shining beyond the frosty weather | |
Bright as sun and moon together | |
People, look east and sing today | |
Love, the star, is on the way. | |
Angels, announce with shouts of mirth | |
Christ who brings new life to earth | |
Set every peak and valley humming | |
With the word, the Lord is coming | |
People, look east and sing today | |
Love, the Lord, is on the way. | |
La neige étend son manteau blanc | |
Et les yeux levés vers le ciel | |
À genoux, les petits enfants | |
Avant de fermer les paupières | |
Font une dernière prière. | |
Petit Papa Noël | |
Quand tu descendras du ciel | |
Avec des jouets par milliers | |
N'oublie pas mon petit soulier | |
Mais avant de partir | |
Il faudra bien te couvrir | |
Dehors tu vas avoir si froid | |
C'est un peu À cause de moi. | |
Il me tarde tant que le jour se lève | |
Pour voir si tu m'as apporté | |
Tous les beaux joujoux que je vois en rêves | |
Et que je t'ai commandés. | |
Petit Papa Noël | |
When you sail down from the sky | |
Bringing toys, so shiny and so bright | |
Please don't pass my little stocking by; | |
Before you leave your home | |
Wear your bright red coat so warm | |
On this cold and snowy winter night | |
How I pray you'll see my candlelight. | |
I can hardly sleep, 'cause my heart is singing | |
Listening to a new Christmas song | |
I can't wait to see what the morning's bringing | |
Oh, Ive been waiting so long. | |
Petit Papa Noël | |
Quand tu descendras du ciel | |
Avec des jouets par milliers | |
N'oublies pas mon petit soulier | |
Petit Papa Noël. | |
Unde gaudete Jerusalem. Alleluia. | |
Hic jacet in præsepio, Alleluia. | |
Qui regnat sine termino. Alleluia. | |
Cognovit bos et asinus, Alleluia. | |
Quod puer erat Dominus. Alleluia. | |
Reges de Sabâ veniunt, Alleluia. | |
Aurum, thus, myrrhum offerunt. Alleluia. | |
Intrantes domum invicem, Alleluia. | |
Novum salutant principem. Alleluia. | |
De matre natus virgine, Alleluia. | |
Sine virili femine; Alleluia. | |
Sine serpentis vulnere, Alleluia. | |
De nostro venit sanguine; Alleluia. | |
In carne nobis similis, Alleluia. | |
Peccato sed dissimilis; Alleluia. | |
Ut redderet nos homines, Alleluia. | |
Deo et sibi similes. Alleluia. | |
In hoc natali gaudio, Alleluia. | |
Benedicamus Domino: Alleluia. | |
Laudetur sancta Trinitas, | |
Alleluia. | |
Deo dicamus gratias. Alleluia. | |
Red striped candy, nut cracker handy | |
Kettle a-bubbling hot as can be. | |
Snow clouds hang low and threatening | |
Maybe it won't, praying it may | |
The brightest fireplace glows in every face | |
Waiting for Christmas day. | |
There'll be walk-a-round songs | |
And talk-a-round songs | |
Songs of the inn and stable | |
There'll be morning time songs | |
And evening time songs | |
And grace at every table | |
And jingle bells will jingle all the way all day. | |
It's beginning to look a lot like Christmas | |
Everywhere you go | |
There's a tree in the Grand Hotel | |
One in the park as well | |
The sturdy kind that doesn't mind the snow. | |
It's beginning to look a lot like Christmas | |
Soon the bells will start | |
And the thing that will make them ring | |
Is the carol that you sing | |
Right within your heart. | |
Please Daddy, don't get drunk this Christmas | |
I don't wanna see my Mamma cry. | |
Just last year, when I was only seven | |
And now I'm almost eight as you can see | |
You came home at a quarter past eleven | |
Fell down underneath our Christmas tree. | |
Please Daddy, don't get drunk this Christmas | |
I don't wanna see my Mamma cry | |
Please Daddy, don't get drunk this Christmas | |
I don't wanna see my Mamma cry. | |
Mamma smiled and looked outside the window | |
She told me "Son, you better go upstairs" | |
Then you laughed and hollered "Merry Christmas" | |
I turned around and saw my Mamma's tears. | |
Please Daddy, don't get drunk this Christmas | |
I don't wanna see my Mamma cry | |
Please Daddy, don't get drunk this Christmas | |
I don't wanna see my Mamma cry | |
No, I don't wanna see my Mamma cry! | |
Wrap your presents to your darling from you; | |
Pretty pencils to write, I love you | |
Pretty paper, pretty ribbons of blue. | |
Crowded streets, busy feet hustle by him | |
Downtown shoppers, Christmas is nigh | |
There he sits all alone on the sidewalk | |
Hoping that you won't pass him by. | |
Should you stop? Better not, much too busy | |
You're in a hurry, my! how time does fly | |
In the distance the ringing of laughter | |
And in the midst of the laughter he cries. | |
Pretty paper, pretty ribbons of blue | |
Wrap your presents to your darling from you | |
Pretty pencils to write, I love you | |
Pretty paper, pretty ribbons of blue. | |
If you need help believing 'cause your spirit ain't too strong | |
Hold my hand, we'll push that cloud away. | |
Put a little holiday in your heart | |
It'll put a little shuffle in your step | |
Give you a song, that you can sing | |
With a melody you can't forget | |
And if you wanna join in a little harmony | |
To keep the world from tearin' apart | |
Well, you know where to look | |
Yeah, you gotta put a little holiday in your heart. | |
There's a man on the corner | |
Who doesn't have a name | |
People pass and turn their heads away; | |
But to share a simple kindness | |
Would set their heart aflame | |
And you'll get more than you'll ever give away. | |
Put a little holiday in your heart | |
It'll put a little shuffle in your step | |
Give you a song that you can sing | |
With a melody you can't forget | |
And if you wanna join in a little harmony | |
To keep the world from tearin' apart | |
Well, you know where to look | |
Yeah, you gotta put a little holiday in your heart. | |
It starts with you, it starts with me | |
This ain't no stranger, he's family | |
And it don't matter if we don't agree | |
It all comes down to love. | |
Put a little holiday in your heart | |
It'll put a little shuffle in your step | |
Give you a song that you can sing | |
With a melody you can't forget | |
And if you wanna join in a little harmony | |
To keep the world from tearin' apart | |
Well, you know where to look | |
Yeah, you gotta put a little holiday in your heart. | |
Threw his old pack right over his back | |
Opened the windows of his little shack | |
And shouted "Oh Dasher and Dancer | |
Vixen and Blitzen, come on here | |
We're gonna get a-goin' and spread some cheer | |
So limber your legs and sharpen your hooves | |
'Cause tonight is the night | |
We're 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 their 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 "Let's go" | |
All the little toys were happy too | |
Because they were so bright and new | |
A little piano then started to play | |
Santa began to swing and sway | |
Thought he heard a toy drum startin' to beat | |
But he found it was the rhythm of the reindeers' feet. | |
The reindeer boogied in the middle of the road | |
Tonight we have a mighty big load | |
Don't boogie to the left, now boogie to the right | |
Do the reindeer boogie this Christmas Eve night. | |
The reindeer boogied in the middle of the road | |
Tonight we have a mighty big load | |
Don't boogie to the left, now boogie to the right | |
Do the reindeer boogie this Christmas Eve night. | |
Rise up, shepherd, and follow | |
It will lead to the place where the Christ was born | |
Rise up, shepherd, and follow. | |
Follow, follow, rise up, shepherd, and follow | |
Follow the Star of Bethlehem | |
Rise up, shepherd, and follow. | |
If you take good heed to the angel's words | |
Rise up, shepherd, and follow | |
You'll forget your flocks, you'll forget your herds | |
Rise up, shepherd, and follow. | |
Follow, follow, rise up, shepherd, and follow | |
Follow the Star of Bethlehem | |
Rise up, shepherd, and follow. | |
They're putting up reindeer | |
And singing songs of joy and peace | |
Oh I wish I had a river | |
I could skate away on. | |
But it don't snow here | |
It stays pretty green | |
I'm going to make a lot of money | |
Then I'm going to quit this crazy scene | |
Oh I wish I had a river | |
I could skate away on. | |
I wish I had a river so long | |
I would teach my feet to fly | |
I wish I had a river | |
I could skate away on | |
I made my baby cry. | |
He tried hard to help me | |
You know, he put me at ease | |
And he loved me so naughty | |
Made me weak in the knees | |
Oh, I wish I had a river | |
I could skate away on. | |
I'm so hard to handle | |
I'm selfish and I'm sad | |
Now I've gone and lost the best baby | |
That I ever had | |
I wish I had a river | |
I could skate away on. | |
Oh, I wish I had a river so long | |
I would teach my feet to fly | |
I wish I had a river | |
I could skate away on | |
I made my baby say goodbye. | |
It's coming on Christmas | |
They're cutting down trees | |
They're putting up reindeer | |
And singing songs of joy and peace | |
I wish I had a river | |
I could skate away on. | |
At the Christmas party hop | |
Mistletoe hung where you can see | |
Every couple tries to stop. | |
Rockin' around the Christmas tree | |
Let the Christmas spirit ring | |
Later we'll have some pumpkin pie | |
And we'll do some caroling. | |
You'll get a sentimental | |
Feeling when you hear | |
Voices singing let's be jolly | |
Deck the halls with boughs of holly. | |
Rockin' around the Christmas tree | |
Have a happy holiday | |
Everyone dancing merrily | |
In the new old-fashioned way. | |
And if I don't get it, I'm gonna be blue | |
I wanna rockin' little Christmas with you. | |
I don't want no tinker toys | |
Don't wanna waste my time drinkin' with the boys | |
There's only one thing that I wanna do | |
I wanna rockin' little Christmas with you. | |
I want a rockin' little Christmas | |
Rockin' little Christmas with you | |
And if I get my wishes, it's gonna be delicious | |
A stockin' full of love for two. | |
Well, I've been a good boy all year | |
And I deserve a little Christmas cheer | |
I want your arms around me, the whole night through | |
I wanna rockin' little Christmas with you. | |
So baby, tell me, what's it gonna be? | |
Where you gonna spend your Christmas Eve? | |
And will I be merry or will I be blue? | |
I wanna rockin' little Christmas with you. | |
I want a rockin' little Christmas | |
Rockin' little Christmas with you | |
And if I get my wishes, gonna be delicious | |
A stockin' full of love for two. | |
Well, baby, what's it gonna be? | |
And where you gonna spend your Christmas Eve? | |
And will I be merry or will I be blue? | |
I wanna rockin' little Christmas with you. | |
I want a rockin' little Christmas | |
Rockin' little Christmas | |
Rockin' little Christmas with you. | |
And Prancer and Vixen | |
Comet and Cupid | |
And Donner and Blitzen | |
But do you recall | |
The most famous reindeer of all? | |
Rudolph, the Red-Nosed Reindeer | |
(reindeer) | |
Had a very shiny nose | |
(a very shiny nose) | |
And if you ever saw it | |
(saw it) | |
You would even say it glows | |
(like a flash light). | |
All of the other reindeer | |
(reindeer) | |
Used to laugh and call him names | |
(like Pinocchio) | |
They never let poor Rudolph | |
(Rudolph) | |
Join in any reindeer games | |
(like Monopoly). | |
Then one foggy Christmas Eve | |
Santa came to say | |
(Ho Ho Ho) | |
"Rudolph, with your nose so bright | |
Won't you guide my sleigh tonight?" | |
Then all the reindeer loved him | |
(loved him) | |
As they shouted out with glee | |
"Rudolph the Red-Nosed Reindeer | |
(reindeer) | |
You'll go down in history!" | |
(like Columbus). | |
Run, run Rudolph, Santa's got to make it to town | |
Santa make him hurry, he can take the freeway down | |
Run, run Rudolph a whizzing like a merry-go-round. | |
Said Santa to a boy child, "What have you been longing for?" | |
"All I want for Christmas is a Rock and Roll electric guitar" | |
And away went Rudolph a whizzing like a shooting star. | |
Run, run Rudolph, Santa's got to make it to town | |
Santa make him hurry, tell him he can take the freeway down | |
Run, run Rudolph a whizzing like a merry-go-round. | |
Said Santa to a girl child, "What will please you most to get?" | |
"A little baby doll that can cry, sleep, drink and wet" | |
And away went Rudolph a whizzing like a Saber jet. | |
Run, run Rudolph, run, run Rudolph yeah | |
Run, run Rudolph, run, run Rudolph, run, run Rudolph | |
Santa Claus is coming to town. | |
Run, run Rudolph, Santa's got to make it to town | |
Santa make him hurry, he can take the freeway down | |
Run, run Rudolph a whizzing like a merry-go-round. | |
Run, run Rudolph, run, run Rudolph yeah | |
Run, run Rudolph, run, run Rudolph, run, run Rudolph | |
Santa Claus is coming to town. | |
C'mon, you can do it! | |
Alright! | |
Dashing through the snow in my rusty Chevrolet | |
Down the road I go, sliding all the way | |
I need new piston rings, I need some new snow tires | |
My car is held together by a piece of chicken wire! | |
Oh, rust and smoke, the heater's broke, the door just blew away | |
I light a match to see the dash and then I start to pray ay | |
The frame is bent, the muffler went, the radio's okay | |
Oh, what fun it is to drive this rusty Chevrolet! | |
I went to IGA, to get some Christmas cheer | |
I just passed up my left front tire and it's gettin' hard to steer | |
Speeding down the highway, right past the county cops | |
I have to drag my swampers just to get the car to stop. | |
Oh, rust and smoke, the heater's broke, the door just blew away | |
I light a match to see the dash and then I start to pray ay | |
The frame is bent, the muffler went, the radio's okay | |
Oh, what fun it is to drive this rusty Chevrolet! | |
Bouncing through the snowdrifts in a big, blue cloud of smoke | |
People laugh as I drive by; I wonder what's the joke! | |
I have to get to Walmart to pick up my layaway | |
Cause Santa's comin' soon in his big, old, rusty sleigh! | |
Oh, rust and smoke, the heater's broke, the door just blew away | |
I light a match to see the dash and then I start to pray ay | |
The frame is bent, the muffler went, the radio's okay | |
Oh, what fun it is to drive this rusty Chevrolet! | |
I'll suppose we'll be watching TV | |
Yeah, and have a burger meal | |
'Cause mommy she left us | |
She took the keys to the automobile | |
She took the credit cards and the furs | |
And now we can't afford a tree . | |
I said sonny, it's a sad sad Christmas | |
Oh boy, it's a sad sad Christmas | |
Oh no, 'cause daddy, I love you anyway | |
And I don't care if she has gone away | |
And I love you twice as much on Christmas day | |
Yeah, daddy, I love you any way. | |
Well, now we can't afford to celebrate the Lord | |
Daddy, what a Lord? He made mother take the Ford | |
But who's gonna give you your goodnight kiss | |
And who's gonna clean up after this | |
Daddy, don't be blue | |
You know that I love you. | |
Yeah but sonny, it's a sad sad Christmas | |
I tell you boy, it's a sad sad Christmas | |
Oh no, 'cause daddy, I love you anyway | |
And I don't care if she has gone away | |
And I love you twice as much on Christmas day | |
Yeah, daddy, I love you any way. | |
Hold my hand son. | |
And daddy, I love you any way | |
And I'm glad that you're here with me on Christmas day. | |
Thank you, boy. | |
And I don't care if she has gone away. | |
Yeah, lets stick together | |
'Cause daddy, I love you twice as much today | |
Oh, you're a swell boy | |
And daddy, I love you any way | |
I stole behind her in the frozen foods | |
And I touched her on the sleeve. | |
She didn't recognize the face at first | |
But then her eyes flew open wide | |
She went to hug me and she spilled her purse | |
And we laughed until we cried. | |
We took her groceries to the checkout stand | |
The food was totaled up and bagged | |
We stood there lost in our embarrassment | |
As the conversation dragged. | |
We went to have ourselves a drink or two | |
But couldn't find an open bar | |
We bought a six-pack at the liquor store | |
And we drank it in her car. | |
We drank a toast to innocence | |
We drank a toast to now | |
And tried to reach beyond the emptiness | |
But neither one knew how. | |
She said she'd married her an architect | |
Who kept her warm and safe and dry | |
She would have liked to say she loved the man | |
But she didn't like to lie. | |
I said the years had been a friend to her | |
And her eyes were still as blue | |
But in those eyes I wasn't sure if I saw | |
Doubt or gratitude. | |
She said she saw me in the record stores | |
And that I must be doing well | |
I said the audience was heavenly | |
But the traveling was hell. | |
We drank a toast to innocence | |
We drank a toast to now | |
And tried to reach beyond the emptiness | |
But neither one knew how. | |
We drank a toast to innocence | |
We drank a toast to time | |
Reliving in our eloquence | |
Another 'auld lang syne'. | |
The beer was empty and our tongues were tired | |
And running out of things to say | |
She gave a kiss to me as I got out | |
And I watched her drive away. | |
Just for a moment I was back at school | |
And felt that old familiar pain | |
And as I turned to make my way back home | |
The snow turned into rain. | |
As white as the milk, | |
And Mary bore Jesus | |
All wrapped up in silk. | |
Chorus: | |
And Mary bore Jesus | |
Our Saviour for to be | |
And the first tree in the greenwood | |
It was the holly | |
Holly! Holly! | |
And the first tree in the greenwood | |
It was the holly! | |
Now the holly bears a berry | |
As green as the grass | |
And Mary bore Jesus | |
Who died on the cross. | |
Chorus: | |
And Mary bore Jesus | |
Our Saviour for to be | |
And the first tree in the greenwood | |
It was the holly | |
Holly! Holly! | |
And the first tree in the greenwood | |
It was the holly! | |
Now the holly bears a berry | |
As black as the coal | |
And Mary bore Jesus | |
Who died for us all. | |
Chorus: | |
And Mary bore Jesus | |
Our Saviour for to be | |
And the first tree in the greenwood | |
It was the holly | |
Holly! Holly! | |
And the first tree in the greenwood | |
It was the holly! | |
Now the holly bears a berry | |
As red as the blood | |
Then trust we our Saviour | |
Who rose from the dead. | |
Chorus: | |
And Mary bore Jesus | |
Our Saviour for to be | |
And the first tree in the greenwood | |
It was the holly | |
Holly! Holly! | |
And the first tree in the greenwood | |
It was the holly! | |
Just slip a sable | |
Under the tree for me | |
Been an awful good girl | |
Santa baby | |
So hurry down the chimney | |
Tonight. | |
Santa baby | |
A '54 convertible too | |
Light blue | |
I'll wait up for you, dear | |
Santa baby | |
So hurry down the chimney Tonight. | |
Think of all the fun I've missed | |
Think of all the fellows | |
I haven't kissed | |
Next year I could be just as good | |
If you check off my Christmas list. | |
Santa baby | |
I want a yacht | |
And really, that's not a lot | |
Been an angel all year | |
Santa baby | |
So hurry down the chimney | |
Tonight. | |
Santa honey | |
One little thing | |
I really need the deed | |
To a platinum mine | |
Santa baby | |
So hurry down the chimney | |
Tonight. | |
Santa cutie | |
And fill my stocking | |
With a duplex and checks | |
Sign your x on the line | |
Santa cutie | |
So hurry down the chimney | |
Tonight. | |
Come and trim my Christmas tree | |
With some decorations Bought at Tiffany's | |
I really do believe in you | |
Let's see if you believe in me. | |
Santa baby | |
Forgot to mention one little thing | |
A ring | |
I don't mean on the phone, | |
Santa baby | |
So hurry down the chimney tonight. | |
Hurry down the chimney tonight | |
Hurry, tonight. | |
I don't need a lot of presents | |
To make my Christmas bright | |
I just need my baby's arms | |
Wound around me tight | |
Uh-ho, Santa hear my plea | |
Santa, bring my baby back to me. | |
Santa, bring my baby back to me. | |
The Christmas tree is ready | |
The candles all aglow | |
But with my baby far away | |
What good is mistletoe? | |
Uh-ho, Santa, hear my plea | |
Santa, bring my baby back to me. | |
Santa, bring my baby back to me. | |
Please, make these reindeer hurry | |
Well, the time is drawing near | |
It sure won't seem like Christmas | |
Unless my baby's here | |
Don't fill my sock with candy | |
No bright and shiny toy | |
You wanna make me happy | |
And fill my heart with joy | |
Then Santa, hear my plea | |
Santa, bring my baby back to me. | |
Santa, bring my baby back to me. | |
Please, make these reindeer hurry | |
Well, the time is drawing near | |
It sure won't seem like Christmas | |
Unless my baby's here | |
Don't fill my sock with candy | |
No bright and shiny toy | |
You wanna make me happy | |
And fill my heart with joy | |
Then Santa, hear my plea | |
Santa, bring my baby back to me. | |
Santa, bring my baby back to me | |
Santa, bring my baby back to me. | |
Then Santa, hear my plea | |
Santa, bring my baby back to me. | |
Couples holding hands, places to go | |
Seems like everyone but me is in love | |
Santa, can you hear me? | |
I sent my letter that I sealed with a kiss | |
I send it off and just said this | |
I know exactly what I want this year | |
Santa, can you hear me? | |
I want my baby, baby | |
I want someone to love me | |
Someone to hold | |
Maybe, maybe | |
Be all my own in a big red bow | |
Santa, can you hear me? | |
I have been so good this year | |
And all I want is one thing | |
Tell me, my true love is here | |
He's all I want | |
Just for me u | |
Underneath my Christmas tree | |
I'll be waiting here | |
Santa that's my only wish this year. | |
Christmas Eve, I just can't sleep | |
Will I be wrong just taking a peek? | |
Cause that I heard that you're coming to town | |
Santa, can you hear me? | |
I really hope you're on your way | |
With something special for me in your sleigh | |
Ooh please make my wish come true | |
Santa, can you hear me? | |
I want my baby, baby | |
I want someone to love me | |
Someone to hold | |
Maybe, maybe | |
We'll be all alone | |
Under the mistletoe. | |
Santa, can you hear me? | |
I have been so good this year | |
And all I want is one thing | |
Tell me, my true love is here | |
He's all I want | |
Just for me | |
Underneath my Christmas tree | |
I'll be waiting here | |
Santa that's only wish this year. | |
I hope my letter reaches you in time | |
Ooh yeah | |
Bring me a love | |
That I can call all mine | |
Ooh | |
Cause I have been so good this year | |
Can't be alone under the mistletoe | |
He's all I want | |
In a big red bow. | |
Santa, can you hear me? | |
I have been so good this year | |
And all I want is one thing | |
Tell me, my true love is here | |
He's all I want | |
Just for me | |
Underneath my Christmas tree | |
I'll be waiting here | |
Santa that's only wish this year. | |
Ooh Santa | |
Can you hear me? | |
Ooh Santa | |
Well, he's all I want | |
Just for me | |
Underneath my Christmas tree | |
I'll be waiting here | |
Ooh yeah | |
Santa, that's my only wish this year | |
Santa, that's my only wish this year. | |
Lucille runs outside | |
Just to see if there might be a sleigh | |
Little Bobby stares down | |
At the plate where cookies still lay | |
And tries to understand | |
Why momma said | |
"Santa can't stay". | |
Chorus: | |
Momma said Santa can't stay | |
Said she told him that twice yesterday | |
Then a car just like Dad's | |
Pulled out and drove away | |
After momma said | |
"Santa can't stay". | |
They both heard him coming | |
Saw Mom run down the hall and holler, "wait! | |
Doug, you're drunk! | |
Don't come inside | |
I'm not joking | |
I've had all this I can take". | |
He threw a present really hard | |
That almost hit Mom's new boyfriend Ray | |
And yelled "ho-ho, lucky for you she's here" | |
And said that | |
"Santa can't stay". | |
Chorus: | |
Momma said "Santa can't stay" | |
Said she told him that twice yesterday | |
Then a car just like Dad's | |
Pulled out and drove away | |
After momma said | |
"Santa can't stay". | |
And when it starts to snow | |
The little boys and girls all know | |
Soon they'll hear the sounds of your reindeer. | |
Now sometimes, grownups grow up to believe | |
That you don't really come on Christmas Eve | |
But I don't think that's true 'cause I know I've seen you | |
In sparking little eyes around the tree. | |
Oh Santa Claus, I still believe in you | |
There's still a kid inside of me that still believes you're true | |
Oh Santa Claus, the kids are tucked in tight | |
The hour has arrived, it's time to play ol' Santa Claus tonight. | |
Spoken: | |
Well, I don't see how anybody could ever doubt that there really is a Santa Claus | |
Especially if they've ever seen a little boy who's just got his very first bike | |
Or if they've ever seen a little girl | |
With her arms wrapped around her baby doll so tight | |
And both of 'em waking up Mama and Daddy way before daylight | |
And Grandma and Grandpa just lookin' young and lovin' life | |
'Cause they know that their grand kids gonna be alright | |
And Mama and Daddy, they'll be waitin' up to answer ol' Santa's call | |
'Cause tonight they're not worried about payin' bills | |
Lord, they're just lovin' it all! | |
Oh Santa Claus, I still believe in you | |
There's still a kid in all of us that still believes you're true | |
Oh Santa Claus, the kids are sleepin' tight | |
We're turnin' out the lights and I'll be waiting up for you tonight. | |
Oh Santa Claus, the kids are tucked in tight | |
Santa Claus, turnin' out the lights | |
Oh Santa Claus | |
I still believe in you. | |
You better not cry | |
Better not pout | |
I'm telling you why | |
Santa Claus is coming to town. | |
He's making a list | |
And checking it twice | |
Gonna find out who's naughty and nice | |
Santa Claus is coming to town. | |
He sees you when you're sleeping | |
He knows when you're awake | |
He knows if you've been bad or good | |
So be good, for goodness sake! | |
Oh, you better watch out | |
You better not cry | |
Better not pout, I'm telling you why | |
Santa Claus is coming to town | |
Santa Claus is coming to town. | |
That I couldn't believe | |
I went for a walk | |
As the snow came down | |
And when it stopped | |
I was in a different town | |
And the sign said, | |
"Have no fear; | |
You're not lost, | |
You're here!" | |
Walkin' this Christmas | |
Down Santa Claus lane | |
No need to wonder | |
No need to explain | |
Just have some faith | |
In what you see | |
You're right here | |
Where you wanna be | |
Walkin' this Christmas | |
Down Santa Claus lane | |
Down Santa Claus lane. | |
Elves were standing in the street | |
Snow men and reindeer came out to greet | |
Silver bells chimed from far away | |
As Santa rode by on an open sleigh | |
And he told me, | |
"Have no fear | |
You're not lost | |
You're here!" | |
Walkin' this Christmas | |
Down Santa Claus lane | |
No need to wonder | |
No need to explain | |
Just have some faith | |
In what you see | |
You're right here | |
Where you wanna be | |
Walkin' this Christmas | |
Down Santa Claus lane | |
Down Santa Claus lane. | |
I don't know how | |
I don't know when | |
But one day | |
I'll be back again. | |
And he told me, | |
"Have no fear | |
You're not lost | |
You're here." | |
Walkin' this Christmas | |
Down Santa Claus lane | |
No need to wonder | |
No need to explain | |
Just have some faith | |
In what you see | |
You're right here | |
Where you wanna be | |
Walkin' this Christmas | |
Down Santa Claus lane. | |
I don't know how I noticed the piece of paper at my feet | |
But somethin' made me pick it up, instead of goin' on my way | |
I stopped and froze right in my tracks | |
As I read what it had to say: | |
"Oh Santa, if you can't find me | |
We're livin' out here on the street | |
But I'll be watchin' for you | |
You're not gonna forget me, are you? | |
Daddy says he knows you'll try | |
But we might be too hard to find this year | |
Oh Santa, I'm right here". | |
It said, "We don't have our house no more | |
I wish we could go home | |
Mama says we will some day and she prays it won't be long | |
But they closed daddy's factory and took most of our things | |
Now Santa, I don't need to much, so this year could you bring | |
Bring my mom a coat that's warm | |
Cause the one she's got is awful torn | |
Maybe dad could help you work, makin' toys for boys and girls". | |
"Oh Santa, if you can't find me | |
We're livin' out here on the street | |
But I'll be watchin' for you | |
You're not gonna forget me, are you? | |
Daddy says he knows you'll try | |
But we might be too hard to find this year | |
Oh Santa, I'm right here". | |
"I'm right here | |
I'm right here". | |
It's not the way I had him pictured | |
Santa was a' much too thin. | |
He didn't come down the chimney | |
So momma must have let him in | |
Santa looked a lot like daddy | |
Or daddy looked a lot like him. | |
Well, they thought I was fast a' sleepin', | |
They thought that I was tucked in bed | |
They never thought I'd come a' peepin' | |
Or that I'd hear what was said. | |
Santa put his arm around momma | |
And momma put her arm around him | |
So if Santa Claus ain't daddy | |
Then I'm a gonna tell on them. | |
Santa looked like daddy | |
Or daddy looked like him | |
It's not the way I had him pictured | |
Santa was a' much too thin. | |
He didn't come down the chimney | |
So momma must have let him in | |
Santa looked a lot like daddy | |
Or daddy looked a lot like him. | |
I never saw Dancer or Prancer | |
I never heard the sleigh bells ring | |
I never saw the red nosed reindeer | |
Like they show on the TV screen. | |
But he sure brought lots of presents | |
So Santa Claus, he must have been | |
Well, he sure looked a lot like daddy | |
Or daddy looked a lot like him. | |
Santa looked like daddy | |
Or daddy looked like him | |
It's not the way I had him pictured | |
Santa was a' much too thin. | |
He didn't come down the chimney | |
So momma must have let him in | |
Santa looked a lot like daddy | |
Or daddy looked a lot like him. | |
Santa looked like daddy | |
Or daddy looked like him | |
It's not the way I had him pictured | |
Santa was a' much too thin. | |
He didn't come down the chimney | |
So momma must have let him in | |
Santa looked a lot like daddy | |
Or daddy looked a lot like him. | |
Santa looked a lot like daddy | |
And daddy looked a lot like him. | |
She's with him now | |
I'm with my loneliness. | |
She ran away | |
Four months ago | |
Left in his sleigh | |
For the north pole | |
Please come back home | |
And leave that fat man alone. | |
Santa, you bitch | |
Didn't get a damn thing | |
From my Christmas list | |
All I got was this broken heart | |
And that's it. | |
Santa, you bitch | |
Oh, there's only one thing that I truly wish | |
I wish my old girl | |
Would've never kissed Saint Nick | |
Would've never kissed Saint Nick. | |
I saw them dancing under mistletoe | |
Thought it was nothing | |
But I guess I didn't know | |
Guess I didn't know | |
That there was something going on with them | |
Santa, you player, I thought we were friends. | |
Please come back home | |
And leave that fat man alone. | |
Santa, you bitch | |
Didn't get a damn thing | |
From my Christmas list | |
All I got was this broken heart | |
And that's it. | |
Santa, you bitch | |
Oh, there's only one thing that I truly wish | |
I wish my old girl | |
Would've never kissed Saint Nick | |
Would've never kissed Saint Nick. | |
Santa, you bitch | |
Didn't get a damn thing | |
From my Christmas list | |
All I got was this broken heart | |
And that's it. | |
Santa, you bitch | |
Oh, there's only one thing that I truly wish | |
I wish my old girl | |
Would've never kissed. | |
Santa, you bitch | |
Didn't get a damn thing | |
From my Christmas list | |
All I got was this broken heart | |
And that's it. | |
Santa, you bitch | |
Oh, there's only one thing that I truly wish | |
I wish my old girl | |
Would've never kissed Saint Nick. | |
I wanna meet Santa Claus | |
The real real Santa | |
I wanna see Santa Claus | |
The real real Santa" | |
He wants to meet ol' Santa Claus. | |
I took my brother to the department store | |
He wanted to show Santa his Christmas list | |
He stood in line and he shook like a leaf | |
He's only five and a half goin' on six. | |
He said, "Is that really Santa Claus | |
Really really Santa Claus? | |
(That Santa) | |
(The real Santa) | |
Is that really Santa Claus | |
Really really Santa? | |
(That Santa) | |
(I hope he doesn't pull Santa's beard) | |
Is that really Santa Claus | |
Really really Santa?" | |
(That Santa) | |
(The real Santa) | |
Hope he thinks that's Santa Claus. | |
I picked him up and put him on Santa's lap | |
And then he pulled the pillow out of his shirt | |
He yanked the beard right off of his chin | |
And in his eyes I could see he was hurt. | |
He said, "You're not really Santa Claus | |
You're really not Santa Claus | |
(Not Santa) | |
(The real Santa) | |
You're not really Santa Claus | |
You're really not Santa | |
(Not Santa) | |
(He shouldn'ta pulled Santa's beard) | |
You're not Santa Claus | |
You're really not Santa" | |
(Not Santa) | |
(The real Santa) | |
He's just helpin' Santa Claus | |
He's just helpin' Santa Claus | |
The real real Santa | |
(Helpin' Santa) | |
(The real Santa) | |
He's helpin' Santa Claus The real real Santa | |
(Helpin' Santa) | |
(The real Santa) | |
He's just helpin' Santa Claus | |
The real real Santa | |
(Helpin' Santa) | |
(The real Santa) | |
He's just helpin' Santa Claus. | |
He's just helpin' Santa Claus | |
The real real Santa | |
(Helpin' Santa) | |
(The real Santa) | |
He's just helpin' Santa Claus | |
The real real Santa | |
(Helpin' Santa) | |
(He shouldn'ta pulled Santa's beard) | |
He's just helpin' Santa Claus | |
The real real Santa | |
(Helpin' Santa) | |
(The real Santa) | |
He's just helpin' Santa Claus. | |
Cause we live way down south | |
And it didn't snow down here | |
But, I'm telling you not to worry | |
Cause I just got the word | |
Everybody listen closely | |
And I'll tell you what I heard. | |
Santa's comin' in a pickup | |
Instead of his trusty sleigh | |
He'll have a truck instead of reindeer | |
To carry him on his way | |
Cause the weatherman had some problems | |
He couldn't get snow you see | |
Santa's gonna come in a pickup truck | |
When he visits you and me. | |
Santa can't bring his reindeer | |
He'll leave them far away | |
But don't you worry 'bout him | |
He's gonna be here Christmas day | |
He's got a big red pickup | |
With four-wheel drive and all | |
And there's gonna be a Merry Christmas | |
A Merry Christmas for all. | |
Santa's gonna come in a pick up truck | |
When he visits you and me. | |
Not a sound heard anywhere | |
But the silence was broken | |
When these words were spoken | |
"Hey, get me outta here!" | |
Push!! | |
Tug!! | |
Pull!! | |
Shove!! | |
Santa's stuck up in the chimney | |
In the chimney | |
We gotta | |
Push!! | |
Tug!! | |
Pull! | |
Shove!! | |
There'll be no Christmas | |
Till we set him free. | |
That's when he started to diet | |
Through the summer | |
He stuck by it | |
But his appetite | |
Was fated to win | |
Because his wife started bakin' | |
And Christmas candy makin' | |
Now look at the shape he's in. | |
We gotta | |
Push!! | |
Tug!! | |
Pull! | |
Shove!! | |
Santa's stuck up in the chimney | |
In the chimney | |
We gotta | |
Push!! | |
Tug!! | |
Pull! | |
Shove!! | |
There'll be no Christmas | |
Till we set him free. | |
This's becomin' a disaster | |
If we don't free faster | |
Day will dawn | |
And children everywhere will weep | |
The house is full of neighbours tryin' | |
Down to havin' children cryin' | |
"Get him out of here | |
So I can get some sleep!" | |
We gotta | |
Push!! | |
Tug!! | |
Pull! | |
Shove!! | |
Santa's stuck up in the chimney | |
In the chimney | |
We gotta | |
Push!! | |
Tug!! | |
Pull! | |
Shove!! | |
Push!! | |
Tug!! | |
Pull! | |
Shove!! | |
There'll be no Christmas | |
Till we set him free. | |
Cos Santa's stuck up in the chimney! | |
Now we have walked in the chill of the night | |
We are waiting for, waiting for | |
For the Saviour's day. | |
Many have come from the valleys | |
Many have come from the hills | |
Many have started their journey home | |
To be with someone, with someone | |
On the Saviour's day. | |
Open your eyes on Saviour's day | |
Don't look back or turn away | |
Life can be yours if you'll only stay | |
He is calling you, calling you | |
On the Saviour's day. | |
Joining the old and the young ones | |
Joining the black and the white | |
Meeting the need of the hungry is he | |
We will ever remember him | |
On the Saviour's day. | |
Open your eyes on Saviour's day | |
Don't look back or turn away | |
Life can be yours if you'll only stay | |
He is calling you, calling you | |
On the Saviour's day. | |
Here's to the God of the present | |
Here's to the God of the past | |
Here's to the hope in the future he brings | |
We will sing to him, sing to him | |
On the Savior's day. | |
Open your eyes on Saviour's day | |
Don't look back or turn away | |
Life can be yours if you'll only stay | |
He is calling you, calling you | |
On the Saviour's day. | |
On the Saviour's day | |
On the Saviour's day | |
He is calling you | |
On the Saviour's day | |
On the Saviour's day. | |
Born for us on earth below, | |
See, the gentle Lamb appears, | |
Promised from eternal years. | |
Refrain: | |
Hail that ever blessed morn, | |
Hail redemption's happy dawn, | |
Sing through all Jerusalem: | |
"Christ is born in Bethlehem." | |
Lo, within a manger lies | |
He who built the starry skies; | |
He who, throned in height sublime, | |
Sits amid the cherubim. | |
Refrain: | |
Hail that ever blessed morn, | |
Hail redemption's happy dawn, | |
Sing through all Jerusalem: | |
"Christ is born in Bethlehem." | |
Say, you holy shepherds, say, | |
Tell your joyful news today | |
Why have you now left your sheep | |
On the lonely mountain steep? | |
Refrain: | |
Hail that ever blessed morn, | |
Hail redemption's happy dawn, | |
Sing through all Jerusalem: | |
"Christ is born in Bethlehem." | |
As we watched at dead of night, | |
Lo, we saw a wondrous light; | |
Angels singing "Peace on earth" | |
Told us of the Savior's birth. | |
Refrain: | |
Hail that ever blessed morn, | |
Hail redemption's happy dawn, | |
Sing through all Jerusalem: | |
"Christ is born in Bethlehem." | |
Sacred Infant, all divine, | |
What a tender love was Thine, | |
Thus to come from highest bliss | |
Down to such a world as this. | |
Refrain: | |
Hail that ever blessed morn, | |
Hail redemption's happy dawn, | |
Sing through all Jerusalem: | |
"Christ is born in Bethlehem." | |
Teach, O teach us, holy Child, | |
By Thy face so meek and mild, | |
Teach us to resemble Thee, | |
In Thy sweet humility. | |
Refrain: | |
Hail that ever blessed morn, | |
Hail redemption's happy dawn, | |
Sing through all Jerusalem: | |
"Christ is born in Bethlehem." | |
All is calm, all is bright | |
Round yon virgin mother and Child. | |
Holy Infant, so tender and mild | |
Sleep in heavenly peace | |
Sleep in heavenly peace. | |
Silent night, holy night | |
Shepherds quake at the sight | |
Glories stream from heaven afar | |
Heavenly hosts sing Alleluia! | |
Christ the Savior is born | |
Christ the Savior is born! | |
Silent night, holy night | |
Son of God, love's pure light | |
Radiant beams from Thy holy face | |
With the dawn of redeeming grace | |
Jesus, Lord, at Thy birth | |
Jesus, Lord, at Thy birth. | |
Silent night, holy night | |
Wondrous star, lend thy light | |
With the angels let us sing | |
Alleluia to our King | |
Christ the Savior is born | |
Christ the Savior is born! | |
German: Stille Nacht, Heilige Nacht | |
Stille Nacht, heilige Nacht | |
Alles schläft; einsam wacht | |
Nur das traute hochheilige Paar | |
Holder Knabe im lockigen Haar | |
Schlaf in himmlischer Ruh! | |
Schlaf in himmlischer Ruh! | |
Stille Nacht, heilige Nacht | |
Hirten erst kundgemacht | |
Durch der Engel Halleluja | |
Tönt es laut von fern und nah | |
Christ, der Retter ist da! | |
Christ, der Retter ist da! | |
Stille Nacht, heilige Nacht | |
Gottes Sohn, o wie lacht | |
Lieb' aus deinem göttlichen Mund | |
Da uns schlägt die rettende Stund' | |
Christ, in deiner Geburt! | |
Christ, in deiner Geburt! | |
Ev'ryone wishes for silver and gold | |
How do you measure its worth? | |
Just by the pleasure it gives here on earth. | |
Silver and gold, silver and gold | |
Mean so much more when I see | |
Silver and gold decorations | |
On ev'ry Christmas tree. | |
Spoken | |
What's a Christmas tree without tinsel | |
And pretty silver and gold decorations? | |
Can't really call it a Christmas tree now | |
Can you? | |
And think of all the fun and joy | |
That would be lost on Christmas morning | |
If all the young folks didn't get to see | |
That sparkling happy tree. | |
Silver and gold, silver and gold | |
Mean so much more when I see | |
Silver and gold decorations | |
On ev'ry Christmas tree. | |
It may bring parties or thoughts devotional | |
Whatever happens or what may be | |
Here is what Christmas time means to me. | |
City sidewalk, busy sidewalks | |
Dressed in holiday style | |
In the air there's a feeling of Christmas. | |
Children laughing, people passing | |
Meeting smile after smile | |
And on every street corner you'll hear: | |
Silver bells, silver bells | |
It's Christmas time in the city | |
Ring-a-ling, hear them ring | |
Soon it will be Christmas day. | |
City street lights | |
Even stop lights | |
Blink a bright red and green | |
As the shoppers rush home | |
With their treasures. | |
Hear the snow crunch | |
See the kids bunch | |
This is Santa's big scene | |
And above all this bustle you'll hear: | |
Silver bells, silver bells | |
It's Christmas time in the city | |
Ring-a-ling, hear them ring | |
Soon it will be Christmas day. | |
Noel sing we here | |
Sing our grateful praises | |
To the maid so dear. | |
Chorus: | |
Sing we Noel! | |
The King is born, Noel! | |
Sing we now of Christmas | |
Sing we here, Noel! | |
From the Eastern kingdoms | |
Come the wise men far | |
Bearing ancient treasure | |
Following yonder star. | |
Chorus: | |
Sing we Noel! | |
The King is born, Noel! | |
Sing we now of Christmas | |
Sing we here, Noel! | |
From the distant mountains | |
Hear the trumpet sound | |
With angelic blessings | |
On the silent town. | |
Chorus: | |
Sing we Noel! | |
The King is born, Noel! | |
Sing we now of Christmas | |
Sing we here, Noel! | |
Come let us surround him | |
On this magic night | |
Gather here around him | |
Wondrous Babe of light. | |
Chorus: | |
Sing we Noel! | |
The King is born, Noel! | |
Sing we now of Christmas | |
Sing we here, Noel! | |
French: Noel Nouvelet | |
Noel nouvelet, Noel chantons ici | |
Devotes gens, crions a Dieu merci! | |
Chantons Noel pour le Roi nouvelet, Noel! | |
Chantons Noel pour le Roi nouvelet | |
Noel nouvelet, Noel chantons ici! | |
L'ange disait! pasteurs partez d'ici! | |
En Bethleem trouverez l'angelet | |
Chantons Noel pour le Roi nouvelet, Noel! | |
Chantons Noel pour le Roi nouvelet | |
Noel nouvelet, Noel chantons ici! | |
En Bethleem, etant tous reunis | |
Trouverent l'enfant, Joseph, Marie aussi | |
Chantons Noel pour le Roi nouvelet, Noel! | |
Chantons Noel pour le Roi nouvelet | |
Noel nouvelet, Noel chantons ici! | |
Bientot, les Rois, par l'etoile eclaircis | |
A Bethleem vinrent un matinee | |
Chantons Noel pour le Roi nouvelet, Noel! | |
Chantons Noel pour le Roi nouvelet | |
Noel nouvelet, Noel chantons ici! | |
L'un partait l'or; l'autre l'encens bem; | |
L'etable alors au Paradis semblait | |
Chantons Noel pour le Roi nouvelet, Noel! | |
Chantons Noel pour le Roi nouvelet | |
Noel nouvelet, Noel chantons ici! | |
Was far from home and lost in a great big zoo | |
"Mummy, where's my mummy? They've taken her away" | |
"We'll help you find your mummy son, hop on the sleigh". | |
Up beside the bag of toys, little Joey hopped | |
But they hadn't gone far when Santa stopped | |
Unharnessed all the reindeer and Joey wondered why | |
Then he heard a far off booming in the sky. | |
Chorus: | |
Six white boomers, snow white boomers | |
Racing Santa Claus through the blazing sun | |
Six white boomers, snow white boomers | |
On his Australian run. | |
Pretty soon old Santa began to feel the heat | |
Took his fur-lined boots off to cool his feet. | |
Into one popped Joey, feeling quite OK | |
While those old man kangaroos kept pulling on the sleigh. | |
Chorus: | |
Six white boomers, snow white boomers | |
Racing Santa Claus through the blazing sun | |
Six white boomers, snow white boomers | |
On his Australian run. | |
Joey said to Santa, "Santa, what about the toys | |
Aren't you giving some to these girls and boys?" | |
"They've all got their presents son, we were here last night | |
This trip is an extra trip, Joey's special flight." | |
Chorus: | |
Six white boomers, snow white boomers | |
Racing Santa Claus through the blazing sun | |
Six white boomers, snow white boomers | |
On his Australian run. | |
Soon the sleigh was flashing past, right over Marble Bar | |
"Slow down there," cried Santa, "It can't be far. | |
Come up on my lap son, and have a look around." | |
"There she is, that's mummy, bounding up and down." | |
Chorus: | |
Six white boomers, snow white boomers | |
Racing Santa Claus through the blazing sun | |
Six white boomers, snow white boomers | |
On his Australian run. | |
Well that's the bestest Christmas treat that Joey ever had | |
Curled up in mother's pouch all snug and glad. | |
The last they saw was Santa headed northward from the sun | |
The only year the boomers worked a double run. | |
Chorus: | |
Six white boomers, snow white boomers | |
Racing Santa Claus through the blazing sun | |
Six white boomers, snow white boomers | |
On his Australian run. | |
Wherever you are | |
Tomorrow is Christmas | |
Beneath every star. | |
Soon the snowflakes will fall | |
And tomorrow you'll see | |
Every wish, one and all | |
Waiting under the tree. | |
Sleep well, little children | |
Pleasant dreams through the night | |
Tomorrow is Christmas | |
All merry and bright. | |
Soon you'll hear the bells ring | |
Time for dreams to come true | |
As the world wakes to bring | |
Merry Christmas to you. | |
Ring ting tingling too | |
Come on, it's lovely weather | |
For a sleigh ride together with you | |
Outside the snow is falling | |
And friends are calling "Yoo hoo" | |
Come on, it's lovely weather | |
For a sleigh ride together with you. | |
Giddy yap, giddy yap, giddy yap | |
Let's go, let's look at the show | |
We're riding in a wonderland of snow | |
Giddy yap, giddy yap, giddy yap | |
It's grand, just holding your hand | |
We're gliding along with a song | |
Of a wintry fairy land. | |
Our cheeks are nice and rosy | |
And comfy cozy are we | |
We're snuggled up together | |
Like two birds of a feather would be | |
Let's take that road before us | |
And sing a chorus or two | |
Come on, it's lovely weather | |
For a sleigh ride together with you. | |
There's a birthday party | |
At the home of Farmer Gray | |
It'll be the perfect ending for a perfect day | |
We'll be singing the songs | |
We love to sing, without a single stop | |
At the fireplace while we watch | |
The chestnuts pop. Pop! pop! pop! | |
There's a happy feeling | |
Nothing in the world can buy | |
When they pass around the chocolate | |
And the pumpkin pie | |
It'll nearly be like a picture print | |
By Currier and Ives | |
These wonderful things are the things | |
We remember all through our lives. | |
Just hear those sleigh bells jingling | |
Ring ting tingling too | |
Come on, it's lovely weather | |
For a sleigh ride together with you | |
Outside the snow is falling | |
And friends are calling "Yoo hoo" | |
Come on, it's lovely weather | |
For a sleigh ride together with you. | |
Giddy yap, giddy yap, giddy yap | |
Let's go let's look at the show | |
We're riding in a wonderland of snow | |
Giddy yap, giddy yap, giddy yap | |
It's grand, just holding your hand | |
We're gliding along with a song | |
Of a wintry fairy land. | |
Our cheeks are nice and rosy | |
And comfy cozy are we | |
We're snuggled up together | |
Like two birds of a feather would be | |
Let's take that road before us | |
And sing a chorus or two | |
Come on, it's lovely weather | |
For a sleigh ride together with you. | |
(Oh Christmas tree, Oh Christmas tree) | |
Du kannst mir sehr gefallen! | |
(Of all the trees most lovely) | |
The news had come out in the First World War | |
The bloody Red Baron was flying once more | |
The Allied command ignored all of its men | |
And called on Snoopy to do it again. | |
Twas the night before Christmas, 40 below | |
When Snoopy went up in search of his foe | |
He spied the Red Baron, fiercely they fought | |
With ice on his wings, Snoopy knew he was caught. | |
Christmas bells, those Christmas bells | |
Ring out from the land | |
Asking peace of all the world | |
And good will to man. | |
The Baron had Snoopy dead in his sights | |
He reached for the trigger to pull it up tight | |
Why he didn't shoot, well, we'll never know | |
Or was it the bells from the village below. | |
Christmas bells, those Christmas bells | |
Ringing through the land | |
Bringing peace to all the world | |
And good will to man. | |
The Baron made Snoopy fly to the Rhine | |
And forced him to land behind the enemy lines | |
Snoopy was certain that this was the end | |
When the Baron cried out, "Merry Christmas, my friend". | |
The Baron then offered a holiday toast | |
And Snoopy, our hero, saluted his host | |
And then with a roar they were both on their way | |
Each knowing they'd meet on some other day. | |
Christmas bells, those Christmas bells | |
Ringing through the land | |
Bringing peace to all the world | |
And good will to man. | |
Christmas bells, those Christmas bells | |
Ringing through the land | |
Bringing peace to all the world | |
And good will to man. | |
Let me thank you | |
For the joy you're giving me | |
I'm so happy | |
I have snowflakes of love | |
Smiling down on me. | |
Winter bliss | |
When we kiss | |
Every wish my lips could see | |
I'm so happy | |
I have snowflakes of love | |
Smiling down on me. | |
Snowy day | |
Would you please | |
Take me away? | |
Away with you | |
Hold me so closely | |
Like the moonlight lights the sky. | |
In my dreams | |
Soft winter breeze | |
Eases my mind | |
But when I wake | |
There's nothing but leaves | |
Still, I'm happy | |
I have snowflakes of love | |
Smiling down on me. | |
Oh, how I imagine | |
The day we met | |
And those tingles | |
From those little butterflies | |
Reminiscing | |
I get so happy | |
I just break down and cry. | |
Candlelight | |
Burning bright | |
Underneath a cool, starry night | |
You and me | |
Endlessly | |
It's the greatest gift | |
That love could give to me. | |
On this day | |
Snowy day | |
Let me thank you | |
For the joy you're giving me | |
I'm so happy | |
I have snowflakes of love | |
Smiling down on me. | |
Does he ride a red nosed reindeer? | |
Does he turn up on his sleigh | |
Do the fairies keep him sober for a day? | |
Chorus: | |
So here it is, Merry Christmas | |
Everybody's having fun | |
Look to the future now | |
It's only just begun. | |
Are you waiting for the family to arrive? | |
Are you sure you got room to spare inside? | |
Does your granny always tell you, that the old songs are the best? | |
Then she's up and rock 'n' rollin' with the rest. | |
Chorus: | |
So here it is, Merry Christmas | |
Everybody's having fun | |
Look to the future now | |
It's only just begun. | |
What will your daddy do? | |
When he sees your Mama kissin' Santa Claus? | |
Ah ah! | |
Are you hanging up a stocking on your wall? | |
Are you hoping that the snow will start to fall? | |
Do you ride on down the hillside in a buggy you have made? | |
When you land upon your head then you've been sleighed. | |
Chorus: | |
So here it is, Merry Christmas | |
Everybody's having fun | |
Look to the future now | |
It's only just begun. | |
Chorus: | |
So here it is, Merry Christmas | |
Everybody's having fun | |
Look to the future now | |
It's only just begun. | |
Chorus: | |
So here it is, Merry Christmas | |
Everybody's having fun | |
Look to the future now | |
It's only just begun. | |
Chorus: | |
So here it is, Merry Christmas | |
Everybody's having fun | |
Look to the future now | |
It's only just begun. | |
And what have you done? | |
Another year over | |
And a new one just begun. | |
And so this is Christmas | |
I hope you have fun | |
The near and the dear one | |
The old and the young. | |
A very Merry Christmas | |
And a Happy New Year | |
Let's hope it's a good one | |
Without any fear. | |
And so this is Christmas | |
For weak and for strong | |
For rich and the poor ones | |
The world is so wrong. | |
And so this is Christmas | |
For black and for white | |
For yellow and red ones | |
Let's stop all the fight. | |
A very Merry Christmas | |
And a Happy New Year | |
Let's hope it's a good one | |
Without any fear. | |
So this is Christmas | |
And what have you done? | |
Another year over | |
And a new one just begun. | |
And so this is Christmas | |
I hope you have fun | |
The near and the dear one | |
The old and the young. | |
A very Merry Christmas | |
And a Happy New Year | |
Let's hope it's a good one | |
Without any fear. | |
War is over! | |
If you want it | |
War is over! | |
Now! | |
One warm December, our hearts will see | |
A world where men are free. | |
Someday at Christmas, there'll be no wars | |
When we have learned what Christmas is for; | |
When we have found what life's really worth | |
There'll be peace on earth. | |
Someday all our dreams will come to be | |
Someday in a world where men are free; | |
Maybe not in time for you and me | |
But someday at Christmastime. | |
Someday at Christmas, we'll see a man | |
No hungry children, no empty hand; | |
One happy morning people will share | |
Our world, where people care. | |
Someday at Christmas, there'll be no tears | |
All men are equal and no men have fears; | |
One shinning moment my heart ran away | |
From our world today. | |
Someday all our dreams will come to be | |
Someday in a world where men are free | |
Maybe not in time for you and me | |
But someday at Christmastime | |
Someday at Christmas, man will not fail | |
Take hope, because your love will prevail | |
Someday a new world that we can start | |
With hope in every heart. | |
Someday all our dreams will come to be | |
Someday in a world where men are free | |
Maybe not in time for you and me | |
But someday at Christmastime | |
Someday at Christmastime. | |
Guiding us on to Heaven afar! | |
Sorrow and grief and lulled by thy light, | |
Thou hope of each mortal, in death's lonely night! | |
Fearless and tranquil, we look up to Thee! | |
Knowing thou beamst thro' eternity! | |
Help us to follow where Thou still dost guide, | |
Pilgrims of earth so wide. | |
Star of the East, thou hope of the soul, | |
While round us here the dark billows roll, | |
Lead us from sin to glory afar, | |
Thou star of the East, thou sweet Bethlehem's star. | |
Star of the East, undimmed by each cloud, | |
What tho' the storms of grief gather loud? | |
Faithful and pure thy rays beam to save, | |
Still bright o'er the cradle, and bright o'er the grave! | |
Smiles of a Saviour are mirror'd in Thee! | |
Glimpses of Heav'n in thy light we see! | |
Guide us still onward to that blessed shore, | |
After earth's toil is o'er! | |
Star of the East, thou hope of the soul, | |
While round us here the dark billows roll, | |
Lead us from sin to glory afar, | |
Thou star of the East, thou sweet Bethlehem's star. | |
Oh star that leads to God above! | |
Whose rays are peace and joy and love! | |
Watch o'er us still till life hath ceased, | |
Beam on, bright star, sweet Bethlehem star! | |
So I'm sending you this Christmas card | |
To say it's nice to have you here | |
I'd like to sing about all the things | |
Your eyes and mind can see | |
So hop aboard the turntable | |
Oh, step into Christmas with me. | |
Step into Christmas | |
Let's join together | |
We can watch the snow fall | |
Forever and ever | |
Eat, drink and be merry | |
Come along with me | |
Step into Christmas | |
The admission's free. | |
Take care in all you do next year | |
And keep smiling through the days | |
If we can help to entertain you | |
Oh, we will find the ways | |
So merry Christmas one and all | |
There's no place I'd rather be | |
Than asking you if you'd oblige | |
Stepping into Christmas with me. | |
One can hear the falling snow | |
For all is hushed | |
The world is sleeping | |
Holy Star, its vigil keeping | |
Still, still, still | |
One can hear the falling snow. | |
Sleep, sleep, sleep | |
'Tis the eve of our Saviour's birth | |
The night is peaceful all around you | |
Close your eyes | |
Let sleep surround you | |
Sleep, sleep, sleep | |
'Tis the eve of our Saviour's birth. | |
Dream, dream, dream | |
Of the joyous day to come | |
While guardian angels without number | |
Watch you as you sweetly slumber | |
Dream, dream, dream | |
Of the joyous day to come. | |
But it's very cold out here in the snow | |
Marching to win from the enemy. | |
Oh, I say it's tough | |
I have had enough | |
Can you stop the cavalry? | |
I have had to fight | |
Almost every night | |
Down throughout these centuries | |
That is when I say | |
Oh yes, yet again | |
Can you stop the cavalry? | |
Mary Bradley waits at home | |
In the nuclear fall-out zone | |
Wish I could be dancing now | |
In the arms of the girl I love. | |
Chorus: | |
Dub a dub a dum dum | |
Dub a dub a dum | |
Dub a dum dum dub a dub | |
Dub a dub a dum | |
Dub a dub a dum dum | |
Dub a dub a dum | |
Dub a dum dum dub a dub | |
Dub a dub a dum | |
Wish I was at home for Christmas. | |
Bang! That's another bomb | |
On another town | |
While the Czar and Jim have tea | |
If I get home alive to tell the tale | |
I'll run for all presidencies | |
If I get elected I'll stop | |
I will stop the cavalry. | |
Chorus: | |
Dub a dub a dum dum | |
Dub a dub a dum | |
Dub a dum dum dub a dub | |
Dub a dub a dum | |
Dub a dub a dum dum | |
Dub a dub a dum | |
Dub a dum dum dub a dub | |
Dub a dub a dum | |
Wish I was at home for Christmas. | |
Wish I could be dancing now | |
In the arms of the girl I love | |
Mary Bradley waits at home | |
She has been waiting two years long | |
Wish I was at home for Christmas. | |
Cause never in a million lives | |
Would he have dreamed of Bethlehem. | |
And standing at the manger | |
He saw with his own eyes | |
The message from the angel come to life | |
And Joseph said: | |
"Why me, I'm just a simple man of trade? | |
Why Him with all the rulers in the world? | |
Why here, inside this stable filled with hay? | |
Why her, she's just an ordinary girl? | |
Now I'm not one to second guess | |
What angels have to say | |
But this is such a strange way | |
To save the world." | |
To think of how it could have been | |
If Jesus had come as He deserved | |
There would have been no Bethlehem | |
No lowly shepherds at His birth. | |
But Joseph knew the reason | |
Love had to reach so far | |
And as he held the Savior in his arms | |
He must have thought: | |
"Why me, I'm just a simple man of trade? | |
Why Him with all the rulers in the world? | |
Why here, inside this stable filled with hay? | |
Why her, shes just an ordinary girl? | |
Now I'm not one to second guess | |
What angels have to say | |
But this is such a strange way | |
To save the world." | |
Such a strange way, this is | |
Such a strange way | |
A strange way to save the world | |
A strange way to save the world. | |
Dressed in a snow white gown; | |
Tap, tap, tappin' at your window pane | |
To tell you she's in town. | |
Here comes Suzy Snowflake | |
Soon you will hear her say; | |
"Come out ev'ryone and play with me | |
I haven't long to stay." | |
"If you want to make a snowman | |
I'll help you make one, two, three; | |
If you wanna take a sleigh ride | |
The ride's on me." | |
Here comes Suzy Snowflake | |
Look at her tumblin' down; | |
Bringing joy to every girl and boy | |
Suzy's come to town. | |
Sweet little Jesus Boy | |
They made you be born in a manger | |
Sweet little Holy Child | |
Didn't know who You was? | |
Didn't know you come to save us, Lord? | |
To take our sins away | |
Our eyes was blind, we couldn't see | |
We didn't know who You was. | |
Long time ago, you was born | |
Born in a manger low | |
Sweet little Jesus Boy. | |
The world treat You mean, Lord | |
Treat me mean, too | |
But that's how things is down here | |
We didn't know t'was You. | |
You done showed us how | |
We is trying | |
Master, You done showed us how | |
Even when you's dying. | |
Just seem like we can't do right | |
Look how we treated You. | |
But please, sir, forgive us Lord | |
We didn't know 'twas You. | |
Sweet little Jesus Boy | |
Born long time ago | |
Sweet little Holy Child | |
And we didn't know who You was. | |
Can't you hear the prayers | |
Of every childlike heart tonight? | |
Rockies are callin', Denver snow fallin' | |
Somebody said it's four feet deep | |
But it doesn't matter | |
Give me the laughter | |
I'm gonna choose to keep: | |
Another tender Tennessee Christmas | |
The only Christmas for me | |
Where the love circles around us | |
Like the gifts around our tree | |
Well, I know there's more snow | |
Up in Colorado | |
Than my roof will ever see | |
But a tender Tennessee Christmas | |
Is the only Christmas for me. | |
Every now and then I get a wanderin' urge to see | |
Maybe California, maybe Tinsel Town's for me | |
There's a parade there, we'd have it made there | |
Bring home a tan for new year's eve | |
Sure sounds exciting, awfully inviting | |
Still I think I'm gonna keep: | |
Another tender Tennessee Christmas | |
The only Christmas for me | |
Where the love circles around us | |
Like the gifts around our tree | |
Well they say in L.A. it's a warm holiday | |
It's the only place to be | |
A tender Tennessee Christmas | |
Is the only Christmas for me. | |
Well, I know there's more snow | |
Up in Colorado | |
Than my roof will ever see | |
But a tender Tennessee Christmas | |
Is the only Christmas for me | |
A tender Tennessee Christmas | |
Is the only Christmas for me. | |
Oh my friends, it's been a long hard year | |
But now, it's Christmas | |
Yes, it's Christmas | |
Thank God it's Christmas! | |
The moon and stars seem awful cold and bright | |
Let's hope the snow will make this Christmas right | |
My friend, the world will share this special night | |
Because it's Christmas | |
Yes, it's Christmas | |
Thank God it's Christmas | |
For one night. | |
Thank God it's Christmas | |
Yeah! | |
Thank God it's Christmas | |
Thank God it's Christmas | |
Can it be Christmas? | |
Let it be Christmas | |
Every day. | |
Oh my love, we've lived in troubled days | |
Oh my friend, we have the strangest ways | |
All my friends, on this one day of days | |
Thank God it's Christmas | |
Yes, it's Christmas | |
Thank God it's Christmas | |
For one day. | |
Thank God it's Christmas | |
Yes, it's Christmas | |
Thank God it's Christmas | |
Oooh yeah! | |
Thank God it's Christmas | |
Yes, yes, yes, yes it's Christmas | |
Thank God it's Christmas | |
For one day. | |
A very merry Christmas to you all! | |
Down the stairs | |
The children run. | |
Someone has eaten the cookies | |
And look what's left under the tree | |
There's presents for you and for me | |
As far as the eye can see. | |
What's on the rooftop? | |
I wondered what that was | |
Its reindeer flying | |
Around the world | |
Because Santa's coming | |
I think we all should pause to say | |
That we're grateful | |
For everything he does! | |
Thank you Santa Claus | |
Thank you Santa Claus. | |
A song for all the things you do | |
Santa Claus we're thankin' you | |
A song for all the things you do | |
Santa Claus we're thankin' you | |
A song for all the things you do | |
(Joy to the world) | |
Santa Claus we're thankin' you | |
(Reindeer flyin') | |
A song for all the things you do | |
(Joy to the world) | |
Santa Claus we're thankin' you | |
(Reindeer flyin') | |
Thank you Santa Claus! | |
Sharing so much joy and cheer | |
What a wonderful feelin' | |
Watching the ones we love | |
Having so much fun. | |
I was sittin' by the fire side | |
Taking a walk through the snow | |
Listening to a children's choir | |
Singing songs about Jesus | |
The blessed way that He came to us | |
Why can't it remain | |
All through the year? | |
Each day the same | |
That's what I wanna hear | |
He he | |
It's truly amazin' | |
That spirit of Christmas. | |
All the kin folk gather round | |
The lovely Christmas tree | |
Hearts are glowing full of joy | |
Sense the gifts that we're giving | |
And the love that we're living | |
Why can't it remain? | |
Why can't it remain? | |
Oh all through the year | |
Each day the same | |
Each day the same | |
That's what I wanna hear | |
I'll tell ya | |
It's truly amazin' | |
That spirit of Christmas. | |
Let me hear ya | |
Why can't it remain? | |
Why can't it remain? | |
All through the year | |
All through the year | |
Each day the same | |
Each day the same | |
That's what I wanna hear | |
Listen to me | |
It's truly amazin' | |
That spirit of Christmas | |
Oh, it's truly amazin' | |
That spirit of Christmas | |
Ain't it so? | |
It's truly amazin' | |
Yeah, that spirit of Christmas | |
Oh Christmas | |
Oh Christmas! | |
Here's a toast to us together | |
Let me wrap you in this bow | |
I'm in the Christmas spirit | |
No, this one won't be blue | |
It's gonna be the best one ever | |
And it's all because of you, baby. | |
You're the angel at the top of my tree | |
The best present anybody ever gave to me | |
I've got it decorated, all lit up, gifts underneath | |
You're the angel at the top of my tree. | |
Let's put on that old movie | |
'It's a Wonderful Night' | |
'Cause curled up by the fire | |
It sure rings true tonight | |
Let's make a little candy | |
Then a little later on | |
We'll make a little love | |
To that old Bing Crosby song, baby. | |
You're the angel at the top of my tree | |
The best present anybody ever gave to me | |
I've got it decorated, all lit up, gifts underneath | |
You're the angel at the top of my tree. | |
You're the angel at the top of my tree | |
The best present anybody ever gave to me | |
I've got it decorated, all lit up, gifts underneath | |
You're the angel at the top of my tree. | |
Baby, you're the angel! | |
The angel Gabriel from heaven came | |
With wings as drifted snow, with eyes as flame | |
"All hail to thee, O lowly maiden Mary | |
Most highly favored lady." Gloria! | |
"For know a blessed mother thou shalt be | |
All generations laud and honor thee | |
Thy son shall be Emmanuel, by seers foretold | |
Most highly favored lady." Gloria! | |
Then gentle Mary meekly bowed her head | |
"To me be as it pleaseth God," she said | |
"My soul shall laud and magnify God's holy name." | |
"Most highly favored lady." Gloria! | |
Of her, Emmanuel, the Christ, was born | |
In Bethlehem, all on a Christmas morn | |
And Christian folk through-out the world will ever say | |
"Most highly favored lady." Gloria! | |
Not being sure of what it mean | |
But knowing it was heaven sent | |
They made their way. | |
And the creatures gathered 'round | |
And didn't make a sound | |
And the angels cried. | |
The angels knew what was to come | |
The reason God had sent His son | |
From up above | |
It filled their hearts with joy to see | |
And knowing of His destiny | |
Came tears of love. | |
And the creatures gathered 'round | |
And didn't make a sound | |
And the angels cried. | |
I've often thought about that night | |
And wondered if they realized | |
That star so bright | |
Was sent to tell all the land | |
The Son of God would soon become | |
The Son of man. | |
And the creatures gathered 'round | |
And didn't make a sound | |
And the angels cried. | |
And the angels cried | |
And the angels cried. | |
The happy crowds are mingling | |
But there's no one that I know. | |
I'm sure that you'll forgive me | |
If I don't enthuse | |
I guess I've got the Christmas blues. | |
I've done my window shopping | |
There's not a store I've missed | |
But what's the use of stopping | |
When there's no one on your list? | |
You'll know the way I'm feeling | |
When you love and you lose | |
I guess I've got the Christmas blues. | |
When somebody wants you | |
Somebody needs you | |
Christmas is a joy of joy; | |
But friends, when you're lonely | |
You'll find, that it's only | |
A thing for little girls and little boys. | |
May all your days be merry | |
Your seasons full of cheer | |
But 'till it's January | |
I'll just go and disappear | |
Oh, Santa may have brought you | |
Some stars for your shoes | |
But Santa only brought me the blues | |
Those brightly packaged Tinsel covered Christmas blues. | |
Oh, Santa may have brought you | |
Some stars for your shoes | |
But Santa only brought me the blues | |
Those brightly packaged Tinsel covered Christmas blues. | |
And they found his shop so meager and mean | |
Made gay with a thousand boughs of green. | |
And Conrad was sitting with face a-shine | |
When he suddenly stopped as he stitched a twine | |
And he said, "Old friends, at dawn today | |
When the cock was crowing the night away | |
The Lord appeared in a dream to me | |
And said, 'I am coming your guest to be.' | |
"So I've been busy with feet astir | |
Strewing my shop with branches of fir | |
The table is spread and the kettle is shined | |
And over the rafters the holly is twined." | |
"And now I will wait for my Lord to appear | |
And listen closely so I will hear | |
His step as He nears my humble place | |
And I open the door and look on His face." | |
So his friends went home and left Conrad alone | |
For this was the happiest day he had known | |
For, long since, his family had passed away | |
And Conrad had spent many a sad Christmas day. | |
But he knew with the Lord as his Christmas guest | |
This Christmas would be the dearest and best | |
So he listened with only joy in his heart | |
And with every sound he would rise with a start | |
And look for the Lord to be at his door | |
Like the vision he had a few hours before. | |
So, he ran to the window after hearing a sound | |
But all that he could see on the snow-covered ground | |
Was a shabby beggar whose shoes were torn | |
And all of his clothes were ragged and worn. | |
But Conrad was touched and went to the door | |
And he said, "Your feet must be frozen and sore | |
I have some shoes in my shop for you | |
And a coat that will keep you warmer, too." | |
So with grateful heart the man went away | |
But Conrad noticed the time of day | |
He wondered what made the Lord so late | |
And how much longer he'd have to wait. | |
When he heard a knock and ran to the door | |
But it was only a stranger once more | |
A bent, old lady with a shawl of black | |
With a bundle of kindling piled on her back. | |
She asked for only a place to rest | |
But that was reserved for Conrad's Great Guest | |
But her voice seemed to plead, "Don't send me away | |
Let me rest for awhile on Christmas day." | |
So Conrad brewed her a steaming cup | |
And told her to sit at the table and sup | |
But after she left he was filled with dismay | |
For he saw that the hours were slipping away | |
And the Lord had not come as He said He would | |
And Conrad felt sure he had misunderstood. | |
When out of the stillness he heard a cry | |
"Please help me and tell me where am I." | |
So again he opened his friendly door | |
And stood disappointed as twice before | |
It was only a child who had wandered away | |
And was lost from her family on Christmas Day. | |
Again Conrad's heart was heavy and sad | |
But he knew he should make the little girl glad | |
So he called her in and wiped her tears | |
And quieted all her childish fears. | |
Then he led her back to her home once more | |
But as he entered his own darkened door | |
He knew that the Lord was not coming today | |
For the hours of Christmas had passed away. | |
So he went to his room and knelt down to pray | |
And he said, "Dear Lord, why did you delay | |
What kept You from coming to call on me? | |
For I wanted so much Your face to see." | |
When soft in the silence a voice he heard | |
"Lift up your head for I kept My word | |
Three times My shadow crossed your floor | |
Three times I came to your lowly door. | |
For I was the beggar with bruised, cold feet | |
I was the woman you gave something to eat | |
And I was the child on the homeless street. | |
Three times I knocked and three times I came in | |
And each time I found the warmth of a friend | |
Of all the gifts, love is the best | |
I was honored to be your Christmas Guest." | |
Jack Frost nipping at your nose | |
Yuletide carols being sung by a choir | |
And folks dressed up like Eskimos. | |
Everybody knows a turkey and some mistletoe | |
Help to make the season bright | |
Tiny tots with their eyes all aglow | |
Will find it hard to sleep tonight. | |
They know that Santa's on his way | |
He's bringing lots of toys and goodies on his sleigh | |
And every mother's child is gonna spy | |
To see if reindeer really know how to fly. | |
And so I'm offering this simple phrase | |
To kids from one to ninety-two | |
Although it's been said many times, many ways | |
Merry Christmas to you. | |
And so I'm offering this simple phrase | |
To kids from one to ninety-two | |
Although it's been said many times, many ways | |
Merry Christmas to you. | |
With no one to miss us | |
On our own | |
Out in the cold. | |
Trudging onward | |
Braving a harsh winter storm | |
You and I met passing by | |
And now our spirits feel warm. | |
I don't have anyone at home to talk to | |
And you don't have anything to do | |
So I'll spend my Christmas with you | |
I'll spend my Christmas with you | |
I'll spend my Christmas with you. | |
It's Christmas and we are in love | |
With the way that the soft snowflakes kiss us | |
From far above | |
The blustery breeze | |
Trudging onward | |
Braving a harsh winter storm | |
You and I met passing by | |
And now our spirits feel warm. | |
I believe that Jesus is truly the only way | |
I celebrate Christmas because it's His birthday. | |
I don't have anyone at home to talk to | |
And you don't have anything to do | |
So, I'll spend my Christmas with you | |
I'll spend my Christmas with you | |
I'll spend my Christmas with you | |
I'll spend my Christmas with you. | |
Was humbly born in a stable rude | |
And the friendly beasts around Him stood | |
Jesus, our Brother, strong and good. | |
"I," said the donkey, shaggy and brown | |
"I carried His mother uphill and down | |
I carried His mother to Bethlehem town | |
I" said the donkey, shaggy and brown. | |
"I," said the cow, all white and red | |
"I gave Him my manger for His bed | |
I gave Him hay to pillow His head | |
I," said the cow, all white and red. | |
"I," said the sheep with curly horn | |
"I gave Him my wool for His blanket warm | |
He wore my coat on Christmas morn | |
I," said the sheep with curly horn. | |
"I," said the dove, from the rafters high | |
"I cooed Him to sleep that He should not cry | |
We cooed Him to sleep, my mate and I | |
I," said the dove, from the rafters high. | |
Thus all the beasts, by some good spell | |
In the stable dark were glad to tell | |
Of the gifts they gave Emmanuel | |
The gifts they gave Emmanuel. | |
She stopped for to rest by the road side | |
Where a bird with a broken wing lay. | |
A few moments passed till she saw it | |
For it's feathers were covered with sand | |
And soon clean and wrapped it was traveling | |
In the warmth of Maria's small hand. | |
She happily gave her last peso | |
On a cage made of freshes and twine | |
She fed it loose corn from the market | |
Watched it grow stronger with time. | |
Now the gift giving service was coming | |
And the church armed with tinsel and light | |
And all of the town folk brought presents | |
To lay by the manger that night. | |
There were diamonds, incense and perfumes | |
And packages fit for a king | |
But for one ragged bird in his small cage | |
Maria had nothing to bring. | |
She waited till just before midnight | |
So no one would see her go in | |
And crying she knelt by the manger | |
For her gift was unworthy of him. | |
Then a voice spoke to her through the darkness | |
"Maria, what brings you to me? | |
If the bird in the cage is your offering | |
Open the door, let me see." | |
So she trembled, she did as He asked her | |
And out of the cage the bird flew | |
Soaring up into the rafters | |
On a wing that had healed good as new. | |
And just then the midnight bells rang out | |
And the little bird started to sing | |
A song that no words could recapture | |
For its beauty was fit for a king. | |
Now Maria felt blessed just to listen | |
To the cascade of notes sweet and long | |
As her offering was lifted to heaven | |
By the very first nightingale's song. | |
You and I are waiting | |
For Santa Claus to come. | |
There's a present by the tree | |
Stockings on the wall | |
Knowing you're in love with me | |
Is the greatest gift of all. | |
The fire is slowly fading | |
Chill is in the air | |
All the gifts are waiting | |
For children everywhere. | |
Through the window I can see | |
Snow begin to fall | |
Knowing you're in love with me | |
Is the greatest gift of all. | |
Just before I go to sleep | |
I hear a church bell ring | |
Merry Christmas everyone | |
Is the song it sings. | |
So, I say a silent prayer | |
For creatures great and small | |
Peace on earth, goodwill to men | |
Is the greatest gift of all. | |
Peace on earth, goodwill to men | |
Is the greatest gift of all. | |
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. | |
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. | |
Spoken: | |
You know, Christmas comes but once a year for every girl and boy | |
The laughter and the joy they find in each brand new toy | |
I'll tell you of a little boy that lives across the way | |
This little fella's Christmas is just another day | |
He's the little boy that Santa Claus forgot | |
And goodness knows, he didn't want a lot. | |
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. | |
Who I am, who I am | |
If anybody asks you who I am | |
Tell him I'm a child of God | |
Glory, the Christ child born in glory. | |
The little cradle rocks tonight in glory | |
Rocks in glory, rocks in glory | |
The little cradle rocks tonight in glory | |
The Christ child born in glory. | |
Peace on earth, Mary rock the cradle | |
Rock the cradle, rock the cradle | |
Peace on earth, Mary rock the cradle | |
The Christ child born of glory. | |
The Christ child passing, singing softly | |
Singing softly, singing softly | |
The Christ child passing, singing softly | |
The Christ child born in glory. | |
All about an angel only four years old | |
The littlest angel of all. | |
How all day he would play with a little box | |
That to others had no worth | |
Oh, but there were treasures in this little box | |
The treasures he brought from Earth. | |
Just a butterfly with golden wings | |
A little piece of a hollow log | |
Two shiny stones from a river bank | |
And the worn out strap of his faithful dog. | |
Then the angels all heard that the Holy Child | |
Would be born in Bethlehem | |
And they all brought presents | |
For the Holy child | |
And each gift was a heavenly gem. | |
Then the littlest angel put his little box | |
With the presents fine and rare | |
And the littlest angel sat alone and cried | |
For his gift was so meager and bad. | |
Just a butterfly with golden wings | |
A little piece of a hollow log | |
Two shiny stones from a river bank | |
And the worn out strap of his faithful dog. | |
But the Lord chose the gift of the little box | |
That the child had blessed with love | |
And it started glowing that very night | |
It became the star up above. | |
When you see that star as it shines on high | |
In the great celestial hall | |
You will know the proudest angel in the sky | |
Is the littlest angel of all. | |
With his butterfly with golden wings | |
A little piece of a hollow log | |
Two shiny stones from a river bank | |
And the worn out strap of his faithful dog. | |
And be thankful for all that we have | |
All the lights and decorations | |
Put up in the anticipation | |
Of the joyful celebration | |
That's on its way | |
We're counting the days | |
'Til it's time for Christmas day. | |
Oh, and God bless us everyone | |
The good and the bad | |
The happy, the sad | |
Oh, and God bless us everyone | |
Here's to family and friends | |
It's good to be here again. | |
On the streets there're children laughing | |
People smile as they are passing | |
Christmas time is here, our waiting is done | |
Wishing it could last forever | |
Not just twelve days in December. | |
Through the year let's try to remember | |
That special way | |
That everyone feels | |
It's the magic of Christmas day. | |
Oh, and God bless us everyone | |
The good and the bad | |
The happy; the sad | |
Oh, and God bless us everyone | |
Here's to family and friends | |
It's good to be here again. | |
So fill your heart with love and joy | |
And through the eyes of girls and boys | |
Share their wonder, live through their joy | |
It's easy to do, just open your heart | |
The spirit will come to you. | |
Oh, and God bless us everyone | |
The good and the bad | |
The happy; the sad | |
Oh, and God bless us everyone | |
Here's to family and friends | |
It's good to be here again. | |
And he saw through the window a sight | |
A big man in a chair | |
And little tiny men everywhere | |
He's the man with all the toys. | |
How thrilled that someone must have been | |
And he must have been tempted to go in | |
He stayed out in the cold | |
And when he left them he told | |
About the man with all the toys. | |
He's the man with all the toys. | |
The man with all the toys. | |
He's the man with all the toys. | |
For millions of girls and for millions of boys | |
When Christmas Day is here | |
The most wonderful day of the year! | |
A jack in the box waits for children to shout, | |
"Wake up, don't you know that it's time to come out!" | |
When Christmas Day is here | |
The most wonderful day of the year! | |
Toys galore | |
Scattered on the floor | |
There's no room for more | |
And it's all because of Santa Claus! | |
A scooter for Jimmy, a dolly for Sue | |
The kind that will even say "How do you do?" | |
When Christmas Day is here | |
The most wonderful day of the year. | |
Not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse | |
The stockings were hung by the chimney with care | |
In hopes that St. Nicholas soon would be there. | |
The children were nestled all snug in their beds | |
While visions of sugar-plums danced in their heads | |
And mama in her 'kerchief, and I in my cap | |
Had just settled down for a long winter's nap. | |
When out on the lawn there arose such a clatter | |
I sprang from the bed to see what was the matter | |
Away to the window I flew like a flash | |
Tore open the shutters and threw up the sash. | |
The moon on the breast of the new-fallen snow | |
Gave the luster of mid-day to objects below | |
When, what to my wondering eyes should appear | |
But a miniature sleigh, and eight tiny reindeer. | |
With a little old driver, so lively and quick | |
I knew in a moment it must be St. Nick | |
More rapid than eagles his coursers they came | |
And he whistled, and shouted, and called them by name. | |
"Now! Dasher, now! Dancer, now! Prancer, and Vixen! | |
On! Comet, on! Cupid, on! Dunder and Blixem! | |
To the top of the porch! to the top of the wall! | |
Now dash away! dash away! dash away all". | |
As dry leaves that before the wild hurricane fly | |
When they meet with an obstacle, mount to the sky | |
So up to the house-top the coursers they flew | |
With the sleigh full of toys, and St. Nicholas too. | |
And then, in a twinkling, I heard on the roof | |
The prancing and pawing of each little hoof | |
As I drew in my hand, and was turning around | |
Down the chimney St. Nicholas came with a bound. | |
He was dressed all in fur, from his head to his foot | |
And his clothes were all tarnished with ashes and soot | |
A bundle of toys he had flung on his back | |
And he looked like a peddler just opening his pack. | |
His eyes, how they twinkled! his dimples how merry! | |
His cheeks were like roses, his nose like a cherry! | |
His droll little mouth was drawn up like a bow | |
And the beard of his chin was as white as the snow. | |
The stump of a pipe he held tight in his teeth | |
And the smoke it encircled his head like a wreath | |
He had a broad face and a little round belly | |
That shook, when he laughed like a bowlful of jelly. | |
He was chubby and plump, a right jolly old elf | |
And I laughed when I saw him, in spite of myself | |
A wink of his eye and a twist of his head | |
Soon gave me to know I had nothing to dread. | |
He spoke not a word, but went straight to his work | |
And filled all the stockings; then turned with a jerk | |
And laying his finger aside of his nose | |
And giving a nod, up the chimney he rose. | |
He sprang to his sleigh, to his team gave a whistle | |
And away they all flew like the down of a thistle | |
But I heard him exclaim, ere he drove out of sight | |
"Happy Christmas to all, and to all a good-night!" | |
When the boss busted in, nearly scared 'em half to death | |
Had a rifle in his hands and cheap whiskey on his breath | |
From his beard to his boots he was covered with ammo | |
Like a big fat drunk disgruntled Yuletide Rambo | |
And he smiled as he said with a twinkle in his eye | |
"Merry Christmas to all - now you're all gonna die!" | |
The night Santa went crazy | |
The night Saint Nick went insane | |
Realized he'd been getting a raw deal | |
Somethin' finally must've snapped in his brain. | |
Well, the workshop is gone now, he decided to bomb it | |
Everywhere you'll find pieces of Cupid and Comet | |
And he tied up his helpers, and he held the elves hostage | |
And he ground up poor Rudolph into reindeer sausage | |
He got Dancer and Prancer with an old German Luger | |
And he slashed up Dasher just like Freddy Krueger | |
And he picked up a flamethrower and he barbecued Blitzen | |
And he took a big bite and said "It tastes just like chicken!" | |
The night Santa went crazy | |
The night Kris Kringle went nuts | |
Now, ya can't hardly walk around the North Pole | |
Without steppin' in reindeer guts. | |
There's the National Guard and the FBI | |
There's a van from the Eyewitness News | |
And helicopters circlin' 'round in the sky | |
And the bullets are flying, the body counts rising | |
And everyone's dying to know -"Oh Santa, why? | |
My, my, my, my, my, my - you used to be such a jolly guy". | |
Yes Virginia, now Santa's doing time | |
In a Federal prison for his infamous crime | |
Hey little friend now, don't you cry no more tears | |
He'll be out on good behavior in seven hundred more years. | |
But now Vixen's in therapy and Donner's still nervous | |
And the elves all got jobs working for the postal service | |
And they say Mrs. Claus, she's on the phone every night | |
With a lawyer negotiating the movie rights. | |
They talk about | |
The night Santa went crazy | |
The night Saint Nicholas flipped | |
Broke his back for some milk and cookies | |
Sounds to me like he was tired of getting gypped. | |
Woah, the night Santa went crazy | |
The night Saint Nick went insane | |
Realized he'd been gettin' the wrong deal | |
Somethin' finally must've snapped in his brain | |
Woah, somethin' finally must've snapped in his brain | |
Tell ya, somethin' finally must've snapped | |
In his brain. | |
And the merchants' windows are all bright | |
With the faces of the children | |
And the families hurrying to their homes | |
While the sky darkens and freezes | |
Will be gathering around the hearths and tables | |
Giving thanks for God's graces | |
And the birth of the rebel Jesus. | |
Well, they call him by 'the Prince of Peace' | |
And they call him by 'the Savior' | |
And they pray to him upon the seas | |
And in every bold endeavor | |
And they fill his churches with their pride and gold | |
As their faith in him increases | |
But they've turned the nature that I worship in | |
From a temple to a robber's den | |
In the words of the rebel Jesus. | |
Well, we guard our world with locks and guns | |
And we guard our fine possessions | |
And once a year when Christmas comes | |
We give to our relations | |
And perhaps we give a little to the poor | |
If the generosity should seize us | |
But if any one of us should interfere | |
In the business of why there are poor | |
They get the same as the rebel Jesus. | |
Now pardon me if I have seemed | |
To take the tone of judgment | |
For I've no wish to come between | |
This day and your enjoyment | |
In a life of hardship and of earthly toil | |
There's a need for anything that frees us | |
So I bid you pleasure | |
And I bid you cheer | |
From a heathen and a pagan | |
On the side of the rebel Jesus. | |
It was the joy of one | |
To see her blessed Jesus | |
When he was first her Son | |
When he was first her Son. | |
Chorus: | |
When he was her first Son, Good Lord | |
And happy may we be | |
Praise Father, Son, and Holy Ghost | |
To all eternity. | |
The next good joy that Mary had | |
It was the joy of two | |
To see her own son Jesus | |
To make the lame to go | |
To make the lame to go. | |
Chorus: | |
When he was her first Son, Good Lord | |
And happy may we be | |
Praise Father, Son, and Holy Ghost | |
To all eternity. | |
The next good joy that Mary had | |
It was the joy of three | |
To see her own son Jesus | |
To make the blind to see | |
To make the blind to see. | |
Chorus: | |
When he was her first Son, Good Lord | |
And happy may we be | |
Praise Father, Son, and Holy Ghost | |
To all eternity. | |
The next good joy that Mary had | |
It was the joy of four | |
To see her own son Jesus | |
To read the Bible over | |
To read the Bible over. | |
Chorus: | |
When he was her first Son, Good Lord | |
And happy may we be | |
Praise Father, Son, and Holy Ghost | |
To all eternity. | |
The next good joy that Mary had | |
It was the joy of five | |
To see her own son Jesus | |
To bring the dead alive | |
To bring the dead alive. | |
Chorus: | |
When he was her first Son, Good Lord | |
And happy may we be | |
Praise Father, Son, and Holy Ghost | |
To all eternity. | |
The next good joy that Mary had | |
It was the joy of six | |
To see her own son Jesus | |
Upon the crucifix | |
Upon the crucifix. | |
Chorus: | |
When he was her first Son, Good Lord | |
And happy may we be | |
Praise Father, Son, and Holy Ghost | |
To all eternity. | |
The next good joy that Mary had | |
It was the joy of seven | |
To see her own son Jesus | |
To wear the crown of Heaven | |
To wear the crown of Heaven | |
Chorus: | |
When he was her first Son, Good Lord | |
And happy may we be | |
Praise Father, Son, and Holy Ghost | |
To all eternity. | |
The stars shone bright | |
When Christ our Lord was born | |
On Christmas night. | |
Venite adoremus Dominum | |
Venite adoremus Dominum. | |
Chorus: | |
Venite adoremus Dominum | |
Venite adoremus Dominum | |
Venite adoremus Dominum | |
Venite adoremus Dominum | |
'Twas Mary, daughter pure | |
Of holy Anne | |
That brought into this world | |
The God made man | |
She laid Him in a stall | |
At Bethlehem | |
The ass and oxen shared | |
The roof with them. | |
Chorus: | |
Venite adoremus Dominum | |
Venite adoremus Dominum | |
Venite adoremus Dominum | |
Venite adoremus Dominum | |
Saint Joseph, too, was by | |
To tend the Child | |
To guard him, and protect | |
His mother mild | |
The angels hovered round | |
And sung this song | |
Venite adoremus Dominum. | |
Chorus: | |
Venite adoremus Dominum | |
Venite adoremus Dominum | |
Venite adoremus Dominum | |
Venite adoremus Dominum | |
And thus that manger poor | |
Became a throne | |
For He Whom Mary bore | |
Was God the Son | |
O come, then, let us join | |
The heav'nly host | |
To praise the Father, Son | |
And Holy Ghost. | |
Chorus: | |
Venite adoremus Dominum | |
Venite adoremus Dominum | |
Venite adoremus Dominum | |
Venite adoremus Dominum | |
Can you hear the sound of voices sing | |
Feel the magic and joy they bring? | |
Can you hear the laughter? | |
Can you hear the music? | |
Sing with your heart | |
It's the song of life. | |
Can you hear it, can you feel it? | |
It's the magic in your heart | |
It's the music, the sound of life. | |
Can you hear the Christmas bells ring | |
And the sound of the carolers too? | |
Can you hear the message far and near | |
Merry Christmas, the Lord is here. | |
Can you hear the laughter? | |
Can you hear the music? | |
Sing with your life | |
It's the song of life. | |
Can you hear it? | |
Can you feel it? | |
Sing the message loud and clear | |
Merry Christmas, the Lord is here. | |
Can you hear the laughter? | |
Can you hear the music? | |
Sing with your heart | |
It's the song of life. | |
Can you hear it? | |
Can you feel it? | |
It's the magic in your heart | |
It's the music, the sound of life. | |
Can you hear the message far and near | |
Merry Christmas, the Lord is near. | |
Can you hear the laughter? | |
Can you hear the music? | |
Sing with your heart | |
It's the song of life. | |
Can you hear it? | |
Can you feel it? | |
It's the magic in your heart | |
It's the music, the sound of life. | |
Your heart can find another way. | |
Believe in what I say | |
Don't throw this time away | |
Tomorrow will be Christmas Day. | |
Ahaaaaaaaa | |
Ahaaaaaaaa | |
Ahaaaaaaaa | |
Christmas Day. | |
So let the shadows go | |
And drift away like snow | |
Tomorrow will be Christmas Day | |
Tomorrow will be Christmas Day. | |
Ahaaaaaaaa | |
Ahaaaaaaaa | |
Ahaaaaaaaa | |
Christmas Day. | |
So dream until the night | |
Becomes the morning light | |
Tomorrow will be Christmas Day | |
Tomorrow will be Christmas Day. | |
Looked up and saw a starry light | |
More radiant than the Milky Way | |
And on their hearts such wonder fell | |
They sang with joy: | |
"Noel! Noel! Noel! Noel! Noel!" | |
The air was dry with summer heat | |
And smoke was on the yellow moon | |
But from the heavens, faint and sweet | |
Came floating down a wondrous turn | |
And as they heard, they sang full well | |
Those drovers three: | |
"Noel! Noel! Noel! Noel! Noel!" | |
The black swans flew across the sky | |
The wild dog called across the plain | |
The starry lustre blazed on high | |
Still echoed on the heavenly strain | |
And still they sang, "Noel! Noel!" | |
Those drovers three: | |
"Noel! Noel! Noel! Noel! Noel!" | |
My true love sent to me: | |
A partridge in a pear tree. | |
On the second day of Christmas | |
My true love sent to me: | |
Two turtle doves | |
And a Partridge in a pear tree. | |
On the third day of Christmas | |
My true love sent to me: | |
Three French hens | |
Two turtle doves | |
And a Partridge in a pear tree. | |
On the fourth day of Christmas | |
My true love sent to me: | |
Four calling birds | |
Three French hens | |
Two turtle doves | |
And a Partridge in a pear tree. | |
On the fifth day of Christmas | |
My true love sent to me: | |
Five golden rings | |
Four calling birds | |
Three French hens | |
Two turtle doves | |
And a Partridge in a pear tree. | |
On the sixth day of Christmas | |
My true love sent to me: | |
Six geese a laying | |
Five golden rings | |
Four calling birds | |
Three French hens | |
Two turtle doves | |
And a Partridge in a pear tree. | |
On the seventh day of Christmas | |
My true love sent to me: | |
Seven swans a swimming | |
Six geese a laying | |
Five golden rings | |
Four calling birds | |
Three French hens | |
Two turtle doves | |
And a Partridge in a pear tree. | |
On the eighth day of Christmas | |
My true love sent to me: | |
Eight maids a milking | |
Seven swans a swimming | |
Six geese a laying | |
Five golden rings | |
Four calling birds | |
Three French hens | |
Two turtle doves | |
And a Partridge in a pear tree. | |
On the ninth day of Christmas | |
My true love sent to me: | |
Nine ladies dancing | |
Eight maids a milking | |
Seven swans a swimming | |
Six geese a laying | |
Five golden rings | |
Four calling birds | |
Three French hens | |
Two turtle doves | |
And a Partridge in a pear tree. | |
On the tenth day of Christmas | |
My true love sent to me: | |
Ten lords a leaping | |
Nine ladies dancing | |
Eight maids a milking | |
Seven swans a swimming | |
Six geese a laying | |
Five golden rings | |
Four calling birds | |
Three French hens | |
Two turtle doves | |
And a Partridge in a pear tree. | |
On the eleventh day of Christmas | |
My true love sent to me: | |
Eleven pipers piping | |
Ten lords a leaping | |
Nine ladies dancing | |
Eight maids a milking | |
Seven swans a swimming | |
Six geese a laying | |
Five golden rings | |
Four calling birds | |
Three French hens | |
Two turtle doves | |
And a Partridge in a pear tree. | |
On the twelfth day of Christmas | |
My true love sent to me: | |
Twelve drummers drumming | |
Eleven pipers piping | |
Ten lords a leaping | |
Nine ladies dancing | |
Eight maids a milking | |
Seven swans a swimming | |
Six geese a laying | |
Five golden rings | |
Four calling birds | |
Three French hens | |
Two turtle doves | |
And a Partridge in a pear tree. | |
The Virgin Mary had a baby boy | |
The Virgin Mary had a baby boy | |
And they say that His name is Jesus. | |
Chorus: | |
He came from the glory | |
He came from the glorious kingdom | |
He came from the glory | |
He came from the glorious kingdom | |
Oh yes, believer! | |
Oh yes, believer! | |
He came from the glory | |
He came from the glorious kingdom. | |
The angels sang when the baby was born | |
The angels sang when the baby was born | |
The angels sang when the baby was born | |
And proclaimed Him the Savior, Jesus. | |
Chorus: | |
He came from the glory | |
He came from the glorious kingdom | |
He came from the glory | |
He came from the glorious kingdom | |
Oh yes, believer! | |
Oh yes, believer! | |
He came from the glory | |
He came from the glorious kingdom. | |
The wise men saw where the baby was born | |
The wise men saw where the baby was born | |
The wise men saw where the baby was born | |
And they said that His name was Jesus. | |
Chorus: | |
He came from the glory | |
He came from the glorious kingdom | |
He came from the glory | |
He came from the glorious kingdom | |
Oh yes, believer! | |
Oh yes, believer! | |
He came from the glory | |
He came from the glorious kingdom. | |
There's a star in the sky | |
There's a mother's deep prayer | |
And a baby's low cry | |
And the star rains its fire | |
While the beautiful sing | |
For the manger of Bethlehem | |
Cradles a King. | |
There's a tumult of joy | |
O'er the wonderful birth | |
For the virgin's sweet Boy | |
Is the Lord of the earth; | |
Ay! the star rains its fire | |
While the beautiful sing | |
For the manger of Bethlehem | |
Cradles a King. | |
In the light of that star | |
Lie the ages impearled | |
And that song from afar | |
Has swept over the world; | |
Every hearth is aflame | |
And the beautiful sing | |
In the homes of the nations | |
That Jesus is King. | |
We rejoice in the light | |
And we echo the song | |
That comes down through the night | |
From the heavenly throng; | |
Ay! we shout | |
To the lovely evangel they bring | |
And we greet in His cradle | |
Our Savior and King. | |
We're following the star | |
Shining brighter | |
Old man, won't you help us | |
If you can? | |
He shook his head | |
But he pointed his hand | |
There's a new kid in town | |
And he's lying in a manger down the road | |
There's a new kid in town | |
But he's just another baby | |
I suppose Heaven knows | |
There's a new kid in town | |
Here in Bethlehem. | |
I see you've traveled far | |
Bearing treasures | |
You say these gifts | |
Are for the new Kings pleasures | |
Well, I've heard | |
That a King might come | |
But up 'til now there hasn't been one. | |
There's a new kid in town | |
And he's lying in a manger down the road | |
There's a new kid in town | |
But he's just another baby | |
I suppose Heaven knows | |
There's a new kid in town | |
Here in Bethlehem. | |
There's a new kid in town | |
And he's lying in a manger down the road | |
There's a new kid in town | |
But he's just another baby | |
I suppose Heaven knows | |
There's a new kid in town | |
Here in Bethlehem. | |
Home for the holidays | |
'Cause no matter how far away you roam | |
When you pine for the sunshine | |
Of a friendly face | |
For the holidays, you can't beat | |
Home, sweet home. | |
I met a man who lives in Tennessee | |
And he was headin' for Pennsylvania | |
And some home made pumpkin pie | |
From Pennsylvania folks a travelin' down | |
To Dixie's sunny shore | |
From Atlantic to Pacific, gee | |
The traffic is terrific. | |
Oh there's no place like home | |
For the holidays, 'cause no matter | |
How far away you roam | |
If you want to be happy in a million ways | |
For the holidays, you can't beat | |
Home, sweet home. | |
He rocked and He napped on His mother's lap | |
And He wiggled and giggled and cooed. | |
There were the cheers when He took His first step | |
And the tears when He got His first teeth; | |
Almost everything about this little Baby | |
Seemed as natural as it could be. | |
But this Baby made the angels sing | |
And this Baby made a new star shine in the sky | |
This Baby had come to change the world | |
This Baby was God's own Son | |
This Baby was like no other one | |
This Baby was God with us | |
This Baby was Jesus. | |
And this Baby grew into a young Boy | |
Who learned to read and write and wrestle with dad; | |
There was the climbin' of trees and the scrapin' of knees | |
And all the fun that a boy's born to have. | |
He grew taller and some things started changing | |
Like His complexion and the sound of His voice; | |
There was work to be done as a carpenter's son | |
And all the neighbors said He's such a fine boy. | |
But this Boy made the angels sing | |
And this Boy made a new star shine in the sky | |
This Boy had come to change the world | |
This Boy was God's own Son | |
This Boy was like no other one | |
This Boy was God with us | |
This Boy became a man. | |
And love made Him laugh and death made Him cry | |
With the life that He lived and the death that He died | |
He showed us heaven with His hands and His heart | |
'Cause this man was God's own son. | |
This Man was like no other one | |
Holy and human right from the start. | |
But this Baby made the angels sing | |
And this Baby made a new star shine in the sky | |
This Baby had come to change the world | |
This Baby was God's own Son | |
This Baby was like no other one | |
This Baby was God with us | |
This Baby was Jesus. | |
This baby was God with us | |
This baby, this baby was Jesus | |
This baby was Jesus | |
This Baby was Jesus. | |
Is a beautiful place where the sun comes out | |
And it shines in the sky for me. | |
On this beautiful Christmas morning | |
If my wish could come true somehow | |
Then the beautiful day that I dream about | |
Would be here and now. | |
On this beautiful Christmas morning | |
If my wish could come true somehow | |
Then the beautiful day that I dream about | |
Would be here and now. | |
This Christmas. | |
And as we trim the tree | |
How much fun it's gonna be together | |
This Christmas. | |
Fireside blazing bright | |
We're caroling through the night | |
And this Christmas will be | |
A very special Christmas for me. | |
Presents and cards are here | |
My world is filled with cheer and you | |
This Christmas. | |
And as I look around | |
Your eyes outshine the town, they do | |
This Christmas. | |
Fireside blazing bright | |
We're caroling through the night | |
And this Christmas will be | |
A very special Christmas for me. | |
Shake a hand, shake a hand now. | |
Fireside blazing bright | |
We're caroling through the night | |
And this Christmas will be | |
A very special Christmas for me. | |
Hang all the mistletoe | |
I'm gonna get to know you better | |
This Christmas. | |
And as we trim the tree | |
How much fun it's gonna be together | |
This Christmas. | |
Fireside blazing bright | |
We're caroling through the night | |
And this Christmas will be | |
A very special Christmas for me. | |
Merry Christmas | |
Shake a hand, shake a hand now | |
Wish your brother Merry Christmas" | |
All over the land. | |
And we're all alone, there's no one home | |
You're finally in my arms again. | |
The night is silent, the moment is here | |
I couldn't ask for more, than having you near | |
'Cause I love you, girl, and I always will | |
And now I know the moment is right | |
The moment is right. | |
Chorus: | |
'Cause I've been waiting to give this gift tonight | |
I'm down on my knees, there's no better time | |
It's something to last for as long as you live | |
Tonight, I'm gonna give you | |
All my heart can give. | |
I thought I'd give you something shiny and new | |
I tried to find something worthy of you | |
But I realized when I looked inside | |
There's some things that money can't buy | |
Oh, no. | |
I feel the magic whenever you're near | |
I feel it even on this time of the year | |
'Cause I love you, girl, I always will | |
And now I know the moment is right | |
The moment is right. | |
Chorus: | |
'Cause I've been waiting to give this gift tonight | |
I'm down on my knees, there's no better time | |
It's something to last for as long as you live | |
Tonight, I'm gonna give you | |
All my heart can give. | |
You know I'll always be true to you | |
And you know I'm the one you can turn to | |
Oh, yeah | |
Anytime, anyplace, or anywhere | |
You know that I'll always be there | |
Oh, baby. | |
Chorus: | |
'Cause I've been waiting to give this gift tonight | |
I'm down on my knees, there's no better time | |
It's something to last for as long as you live | |
Tonight, I'm gonna give you | |
All my heart can give. | |
Chorus: | |
'Cause I've been waiting to give this gift tonight | |
I'm down on my knees, there's no better time | |
It's something to last for as long as you live | |
Tonight, I'm gonna give you | |
All my heart can give. | |
There's hope for all in this world | |
Cause this is Christmas day | |
Say a little prayer for the world. | |
God, teach us love | |
Though you think | |
He doesn't hear | |
I know He does. | |
This is Christmas | |
Let the world sing | |
Let a soul began to heal | |
Hallelujah | |
This is Christmas | |
And with love | |
We can began today. | |
Christmas bells ring | |
People's heart sing | |
And I forget | |
About all the troubles | |
I seem to have | |
I tell myself to feel | |
How my brother feels | |
Try to love'em | |
Then maybe I could understand. | |
Make a little room in our hearts | |
No heart's too small | |
Can love each other today | |
Cause after all: | |
This is Christmas | |
Let the world sing | |
Let a soul began to heal | |
Hallelujah | |
This is Christmas | |
And with love | |
We can began today. | |
Come come come | |
See the Little One | |
Come come come | |
See the Little One | |
Come, see the Baby | |
Come, see the Baby. | |
This is Christmas | |
Let the world sing | |
Let a soul began to heal | |
Hallelujah | |
This is Christmas | |
And with love | |
We can began today. | |
This is Christmas | |
Let the world sing | |
Let a soul began to heal | |
Hallelujah | |
This is Christmas | |
And with love | |
We can began today. | |
Could there be something you forgot? | |
Beyond the bows, and mistletoe | |
The tree with presents wrapped below | |
There's more to this than you had ever thought | |
Have we lost the reason that we celebrate each year? | |
What is Christmas | |
If there never was a Savior wrapped in a manger? | |
What is Christmas without Christ? | |
Remember how the story goes | |
God's gift was wrapped in swaddling clothes | |
Beneath the star, one great and holy night | |
The shepherds heard the angels sing | |
The wise man brought an offering | |
Peace on Earth began in Bethlehem | |
Have we lost the reason that we celebrate each year? | |
What is Christmas | |
If there never was a Savior wrapped in a manger? | |
What is Christmas | |
If the angels never sang "Glory to the new born king?" | |
What is Christmas without Christ? | |
There'd be no gloria | |
In excelsis deo | |
Gloria | |
In excelsis deo. | |
What is Christmas | |
If there never was a Savior wrapped in a manger? | |
What is Christmas without Christ? | |
This is Christmas | |
It's all about the Savior wrapped in a manger. | |
This is Christmas | |
Because of Jesus Christ! | |
This is Christmas | |
Because of Christ! | |
Because of Christ! | |
And covered the village that lay sleeping below | |
Thank goodness, this season will never grow old. | |
I look through my window well into the night | |
Watching and waiting and hoping I might | |
See one little reindeer fly through the snow | |
Thank goodness, this season will never grow old. | |
Christmas is coming, may joy fill your home | |
And the spirit be with you wherever you go | |
Christmas is coming, may joy fill your home | |
And the spirit be with you wherever you go. | |
Trees with full branches were the first ones to go | |
I remember the children who came to the door | |
And sang out the carols we all used to know | |
Thank goodness, this season will never grow old. | |
All round the fire, the warmth of the flame | |
Tip-toeing softly trying not to awake | |
The ones who lie waiting for good things you know | |
Thank goodness, this season will never grow old. | |
Christmas is coming, may joy fill your home | |
And the spirit be with you wherever you go. | |
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 | |
Spreadin' 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 favorite holiday. | |
Oh Thistlehair the Christmas bear | |
Spreadin' 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. | |
Wherever you find old Thistlehair | |
There'll be music in the air | |
He dances 'round the Christmas tree | |
Every single Christmas Eve | |
Then he and all his furry friends | |
Gather 'round the fire again | |
Singin' 'bout the Angels' wings | |
And the gifts of love that Christmas brings. | |
Oh Thistlehair the Christmas bear | |
Spreadin' 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! | |
Thistlehair the Christmas bear | |
La la la la la | |
La la la la la | |
La la la la la! | |
I would my true love did so chance | |
To see the legend of my play | |
To call my true love to my dance. | |
Chorus: | |
Sing, oh! my love, oh! my love | |
My love, my love | |
This have I done for my true love. | |
Then was I born of a virgin pure | |
Of her I took fleshly substance | |
Thus was I knit to man's nature | |
To call my true love to my dance. | |
Chorus | |
In a manger laid, and wrapped I was | |
So very poor, this was my chance | |
Betwixt an ox and a silly poor ass | |
To call my true love to my dance. | |
Chorus | |
Then afterwards baptized I was | |
The Holy Ghost on me did glance | |
My Father's voice heard from above | |
To call my true love to my dance. | |
Chorus | |
Into the desert I was led | |
Where I fasted without substance | |
The Devil bade me make stones my bread | |
To have me break my true love's dance. | |
Chorus | |
The Jews on me they made great suit | |
And with me made great variance | |
Because they loved darkness rather than light | |
To call my true love to my dance. | |
Chorus | |
For thirty pence Judas me sold | |
His covetousness for to advance | |
Mark whom I kiss, the same do hold | |
The same is he, who shall lead the dance. | |
Chorus | |
Before Pilate the Jews me brought | |
Where Barabbas had deliverance | |
They scourged me and set me at naught | |
Judged me to die to lead the dance. | |
Chorus | |
Then on the cross hanged I was | |
Where a spear my heart did glance | |
There issued forth both water and blood | |
To call my true love to my dance. | |
Chorus | |
Then down to hell I took my way | |
For my true love's deliverance | |
And rose again on the third day | |
Up to my true love and the dance. | |
Chorus | |
Then up to heaven I did ascend | |
Where now I dwell in sure substance | |
On the right hand of God, that man | |
May come unto the general dance. | |
Chorus | |
'Twas in the moon of wintertime | |
When all the birds had fled | |
That mighty Gitchi Manitou | |
Sent angel choirs instead | |
Before their light the stars grew dim | |
And wondering hunters heard the hymn. | |
Jesus your King is born | |
Jesus is born | |
In excelsis gloria. | |
Within a lodge of broken bark | |
The tender babe was found | |
A ragged robe of rabbit skin | |
En-wrapped His beauty round | |
But as the hunter braves drew nigh | |
The angel song rang loud and high. | |
Jesus your King is born | |
Jesus is born | |
In excelsis gloria. | |
The earliest moon of wintertime | |
Is not so round and fair | |
As was the ring of glory | |
On the helpless Infant there | |
The chiefs from far before Him knelt | |
With gifts of fox and beaver pelt. | |
Jesus your King is born | |
Jesus is born | |
In excelsis gloria. | |
O children of the forest free | |
O seed of Manitou | |
The holy Child of earth and Heav'n | |
Is born today for you | |
Come kneel before the radiant Boy | |
Who brings you beauty, peace and joy. | |
Jesus your King is born | |
Jesus is born | |
In excelsis gloria. | |
Every Christmas Eve | |
In a western town | |
Gather up the kids | |
All the friends and family | |
'Cause the holly's hung | |
And the candle's bright | |
Tuning up a fiddle | |
On a moon lit night | |
Roll back the rug | |
So we can two step 'round | |
The Christmas tree. | |
There's a jolly man | |
In a bright red suit | |
Did you ever see a Santa | |
In cowboy boots | |
Twirling across the floor | |
Spurs a-jingling merrily | |
As they sing those carols | |
Soft and low | |
We'll all be shouting out | |
Cotton-eyed Joe | |
Roll back the rug | |
So we can two step 'round | |
The Christmas tree. | |
Waiting 'neath the mistletoe | |
You'll never get a kiss | |
I never move that slow | |
There's too much I could miss | |
'Cause a western girl | |
Can't be still | |
And a silent night | |
Is not for me | |
Roll back the rug | |
So we can two step 'round | |
The Christmas tree. | |
Red bandannas | |
Kelly green | |
Silver buckles | |
On a new blue jeans | |
Jumpin' 'round the room | |
To a yule tide melody | |
I'm gonna be ready | |
When Santa comes | |
But I'm gonna be dancing Till he does | |
Roll back the rug | |
So we can two step 'round | |
The Christmas tree. | |
Waiting 'neath the mistletoe | |
You'll never get a kiss | |
I never move that slow | |
There's too much I could miss | |
'Cause a western girl | |
Can't be still | |
And a silent night | |
Is not for me | |
Roll back the rug | |
So we can two step 'round | |
The Christmas tree. | |
Roll back the rug | |
So we can two step 'round | |
The Christmas tree. | |
Was there any rare expectation | |
Like there was some kind of somethin' in store? | |
Did the sky have to hold back the thunder? | |
Did the moon find new reasons to glow? | |
Could the children somehow sense the wonder | |
2000 Decembers ago? | |
Were the sheep as amazed as the shepherds | |
At the new star that light up the sky? | |
Did the willow trees whisper excitement | |
To the rivers and streams passing by? | |
Did the joy ricochet off the mountains | |
'Til it filled up the valleys below? | |
Did all the world sense love abounding | |
2000 Decembers ago? | |
Was anyone able to look at the stable | |
And not see a Child but a King? | |
I wish I could hear back over the years | |
As heaven and nature sing | |
Heaven and nature sing. | |
Did the walls of the barn start to tremble | |
With a glory they could not contain? | |
Did anyone wake with the feeling | |
Of peace that they could not explain? | |
Oh the love must have been overwhelming | |
As it warmed everyone in its flow | |
For all of the earth is still telling | |
Of 2000 Decembers ago. | |
Was anyone able to look at the stable | |
And not see a Child but a king? | |
I wish I could hear back over the years | |
As heaven and nature sing | |
Heaven and nature sing. | |
Oh the love must have been overwhelming | |
2000 Decembers ago. | |
Out jumps good old Santa Claus | |
Down through the chimney with lots of toys | |
All for the little ones | |
Christmas joys. | |
Ho, ho, ho! | |
Who wouldn't go! | |
Ho, ho, ho! | |
Who wouldn't go! | |
Up on the housetop | |
Click, click, click | |
Down through the chimney | |
With good Saint Nick. | |
First comes the stocking | |
Of little Nell | |
Oh, dear Santa | |
Fill it well | |
Give her a dolly | |
That laughs and cries | |
One that will open | |
And shut her eyes. | |
Ho, ho, ho! | |
Who wouldn't go! | |
Ho, ho, ho! | |
Who wouldn't go! | |
Up on the housetop | |
Click, click, click | |
Down through the chimney | |
With good Saint Nick. | |
Next comes the stocking | |
Of little Will | |
Oh, just see what | |
A glorious fill | |
Here is a hammer | |
And lots of tacks | |
Also a ball | |
And a whip that cracks. | |
Ho, ho, ho! | |
Who wouldn't go! | |
Ho, ho, ho! | |
Who wouldn't go! | |
Up on the housetop | |
Click, click, click | |
Down through the chimney | |
With good Saint Nick. | |
The watchmen on the heights are crying: | |
Awake, Jerusalem, at last! | |
Midnight hears the welcome voices | |
And at the thrilling cry rejoices; | |
Come forth, ye virgins, night is past; | |
The Bridegroom comes, awake; | |
Your lamps with gladness take; | |
Alleluia! And for His marriage feast prepare | |
For ye must go and meet Him there. | |
Zion hears the watchmen singing, | |
And all her heart with joy is springing; | |
She wakes, she rises from her gloom; | |
For her Lord comes down all glorious, | |
The strong in grace, in truth victorious. | |
Her Star is risen, her Light is come. | |
Ah come, Thou blessed One, God's own beloved Son: | |
Alleluia! We follow till the halls we see | |
Where Thou hast bid us sup with Thee. | |
Now let all the heavens adore Thee, | |
And saints and angels sing before Thee, | |
With harp and cymbal's clearest tone; | |
Of one pearl each shining portal, | |
Where we are with the choir immortal | |
Of angels round Thy dazzling throne; | |
Nor eye hath seen, nor ear hath yet attained to hear | |
What there is ours, but we rejoice and sing to Thee | |
Our hymn of joy eternally. | |
It's the warm and fuzzy time of year. | |
Snow flakes fall the temp is dropping | |
Families out together shopping | |
It's the warm and fuzzy time of year. | |
Elves are working overtime | |
Making all our toys | |
Reindeer hooves on all the roofs | |
Of good little girls and boys. | |
Big old cups of steaming cider | |
Fall asleep by a cozy fire | |
It's the warm and fuzzy time of year. | |
Elves are working overtime | |
Making all our toys | |
Reindeer hooves on all the roofs | |
Of good little girls and boys. | |
Big old cups of steaming cider | |
Fall asleep by a cozy fire | |
It's the warm and fuzzy time of year. | |
It's the warm and fuzzy time of year. | |
Santa's on his way, yeah! | |
Here we come a wassailing | |
Among the eaves so green | |
Here we come a wandering | |
So fair to be seen. | |
Love and joy come to you | |
And to your wassail too | |
And God bless you and send you a happy New Year | |
And God send you a happy New Year. | |
Our wassail cup is made | |
Of the rosemary tree | |
And so is your beer | |
Of the best barley. | |
Love and joy come to you | |
And to your wassail too | |
And God bless you and send you a happy New Year | |
And God send you a happy New Year. | |
Love and joy come to you | |
And to your wassail too | |
And God bless you and send you a happy New Year | |
And God send you a happy New Year. | |
Love and joy come to you | |
And to your wassail too | |
And God bless you and send you a happy New Year | |
And God send you a happy New Year. | |
Love and joy come to you | |
And to your wassail too | |
And God bless you and send you a happy New Year | |
And God send you a happy New Year. | |
We are not daily beggars | |
That beg from door to door | |
But we are neighbours' children | |
Whom you have seen before. | |
Love and joy come to you | |
And to your wassail too | |
And God bless you and send you a happy New Year | |
And God send you a happy New Year. | |
Good Master and good Mistress | |
As you sit by the fire | |
Pray think of us poor children | |
Are wandering in the mire. | |
Love and joy come to you | |
And to your wassail too | |
And God bless you and send you a happy New Year | |
And God send you a happy New Year. | |
We have a little purse | |
Made of ratching leather skin | |
We want some of your small change | |
To line it well within. | |
Love and joy come to you | |
And to your wassail too | |
And God bless you and send you a happy New Year | |
And God send you a happy New Year. | |
Call up the Butler of this house | |
Put on his golden ring | |
Let him bring us a glass of beer | |
And the better we shall sing. | |
Love and joy come to you | |
And to your wassail too | |
And God bless you and send you a happy New Year | |
And God send you a happy New Year. | |
Bring us out a table | |
And spread it with a cloth | |
Bring us out a moldy cheese | |
And some of your Christmas loaf. | |
Love and joy come to you | |
And to your wassail too | |
And God bless you and send you a happy New Year | |
And God send you a happy New Year. | |
God bless the Master of this house | |
Likewise the Mistress too | |
And all the little children | |
That round the table go. | |
Love and joy come to you | |
And to your wassail too | |
And God bless you and send you a happy New Year | |
And God send you a happy New Year. | |
What its signs of promise are? | |
Traveler, o'er yon mountain's height | |
See that glory beaming star. | |
Watchman, does its beauteous ray | |
Aught of joy or hope foretell? | |
Traveler, yes, it brings the day | |
Promised day of Israel. | |
Watchman, tell us of the night | |
Higher yet that star ascends. | |
Traveler, blessedness and light | |
Peace and truth its course portends. | |
Watchman, will its beams alone | |
Gild the spot that gave them birth? | |
Traveler, ages are its own | |
See, it bursts o'er all the earth. | |
Watchman, tell us of the night | |
For the morning seems to dawn. | |
Traveler, darkness takes its flight | |
Doubt and terror are withdrawn. | |
Watchman, let thy wanderings cease | |
Hie thee to thy quiet home. | |
Traveler, lo! the Prince of Peace | |
Lo! the Son of God is come! | |
Ho ho ho | |
We are Santa's elves. | |
We are Santa's elves | |
Filling Santa's shelves | |
With a toy | |
For each girl and boy. | |
Oh, we are Santa's elves | |
We work hard all day | |
But our work is play | |
Dolls we try out | |
See if they cry out. | |
We are Santa's elves | |
We've a special job each year | |
We don't like to brag | |
Christmas Eve we always | |
Fill Santa's bag. | |
Santa knows who's good | |
Do the things you should | |
And we bet you | |
He won't forget you. | |
We are Santa's elves | |
Ho ho ho. Ho ho ho | |
We are Santa's elves | |
Ho Ho! | |
Put up the tree | |
Before my spirit falls again | |
Fill up the stocking | |
I may be rushing things | |
But deck the halls again now. | |
For we need a little Christmas | |
Right this very minute | |
Candles in the window | |
Carols at the spinet. | |
Yes, we need a little Christmas | |
Right this very minute | |
It hasn't snowed a single flurry | |
But Santa, dear, we're in a hurry! | |
So, climb down the chimney | |
Turn on the brightest string of light | |
I've ever seen | |
Slice up the fruitcake | |
It's time we hung some tinsel | |
On that evergreen bough. | |
For I've grown a little leaner | |
Grown a little colder | |
Grown a little sadder | |
Grown a little older | |
And I need a little angel | |
Sitting on my shoulder | |
Need a little Christmas now! | |
For we need a little music | |
Need a little laughter | |
Need a little singing | |
Ringing through the rafter | |
And we need a little snappy | |
Happy ever after | |
Need a little Christmas now! | |
Bearing gifts we traverse afar | |
Field and fountain, moor and mountain | |
Following yonder star. | |
O star of wonder, star of light | |
Star with royal beauty bright | |
Westward leading, still proceeding | |
Guide us to thy perfect light. | |
Born a King on Bethlehem's plain | |
Gold I bring, to crown Him again | |
King forever, ceasing never | |
Over us all to reign. | |
O star of wonder, star of light | |
Star with royal beauty bright | |
Westward leading, still proceeding | |
Guide us to thy perfect light. | |
Frankincense to offer have I | |
Incense owns a Deity nigh | |
Prayer and praising, voices raising | |
Worshiping God on high. | |
O star of wonder, star of light | |
Star with royal beauty bright | |
Westward leading, still proceeding | |
Guide us to thy perfect light. | |
Myrrh is mine, its bitter perfume | |
Breathes a life of gathering gloom | |
Sorrowing, sighing, bleeding, dying | |
Sealed in the stone cold tomb. | |
O star of wonder, star of light | |
Star with royal beauty bright | |
Westward leading, still proceeding | |
Guide us to thy perfect light. | |
Glorious now behold Him arise | |
King and God and Sacrifice | |
Alleluia, Alleluia | |
Sounds through the earth and skies. | |
O star of wonder, star of light | |
Star with royal beauty bright | |
Westward leading, still proceeding | |
Guide us to thy perfect light. | |
We wish you a merry Christmas | |
We wish you a merry Christmas | |
And a happy New Year. | |
Glad tidings we bring | |
To you and your kin | |
Glad tidings for Christmas | |
And a happy New Year! | |
We want some figgy pudding | |
We want some figgy pudding | |
We want some figgy pudding | |
Please bring it right here! | |
Glad tidings we bring | |
To you and your kin | |
Glad tidings for Christmas | |
And a happy New Year! | |
We won't go until we get some | |
We won't go until we get some | |
We won't go until we get some | |
So bring it out here! | |
Glad tidings we bring | |
To you and your kin | |
Glad tidings for Christmas | |
And a happy New Year! | |
We wish you a Merry Christmas | |
We wish you a Merry Christmas | |
We wish you a Merry Christmas | |
And a happy New Year. | |
Glad tidings we bring | |
To you and your kin | |
Glad tidings for Christmas | |
And a happy New Year! | |
Fahoo fores dahoo dores | |
Welcome Christmas, Christmas day. | |
Welcome, welcome fahoo ramus | |
Welcome, welcome dahoo damus | |
Christmas day is in our grasp | |
So long as we have hands to clasp. | |
Fahoo fores dahoo dores | |
Welcome Christmas bring your cheer | |
Fahoo fores dahoo dores | |
Welcome all whose far and near. | |
Welcome Christmas, fahoo ramus | |
Welcome Christmas, dahoo damus | |
Christmas day will always be | |
Just so long as we have we. | |
Fahoo fores dahoo dores | |
Welcome Christmas bring your light | |
Woooo............... | |
Welcome Christmas fahoo ramus | |
Welcome Christmas dahoo damus | |
Welcome Christmas while we stand | |
Heart to heart and hand in hand | |
Fahoo fores dahoo dores | |
Welcome welcome Christmas | |
Christmas day. | |
Good people all, this Christmas time | |
Consider well and bear in mind | |
What our good God for us has done | |
In sending His beloved Son. | |
With thankful heart we should pray | |
To God with love this Christmas day | |
In Bethlehem upon that morn | |
There was a blessed Messiah born! | |
The night before that happy tide | |
The noble virgin and her guide | |
Were long time seeking up and down | |
To find a lodging in the town. | |
But mark how all things came to pass | |
From every door repelled, alas! | |
As long foretold, their refuge all | |
Was but an humble oxen's stall. | |
There were three wise men from afar | |
Directed by a glorious star | |
And on they wandered night and day | |
Until they came where Jesus lay. | |
And when they came unto that place | |
Where our beloved Messiah was | |
They humbly cast them at His feet | |
With gifts of gold and incense sweet. | |
Near Bethlehem did shepherds keep | |
Their flocks of lambs and feeding sheep | |
To whom God's angels did appear | |
Which put the shepherds in great fear. | |
"Prepare and go", the angels said | |
"To Bethlehem, be not afraid | |
For there you'll find, this happy morn | |
A princely babe, sweet Jesus born". | |
With happy heart and joyful mind | |
The shepherds went the babe to find | |
And as God's angel had foretold | |
They did our Saviour Christ behold. | |
Within a manger He was laid | |
And by His side the virgin maid | |
Attending on the Lord of life | |
Who came on earth to end all strife. | |
Will I be with you or will I be among the missing? | |
Maybe it's much too early in the game | |
Ooh, but I thought I'd ask you just the same | |
What are you doing New Year's | |
New Year's eve? | |
Wonder whose arms will hold you good and tight | |
When it's exactly twelve o'clock that night | |
Welcoming in the New Year | |
New Year's eve? | |
Maybe I'm crazy to suppose | |
I'd ever be the one you chose | |
Out of a thousand invitations | |
You received. | |
Ooh, but in case I stand one little chance | |
Here comes the jackpot question in advance: | |
What are you doing New Year's | |
New Year's Eve? | |
On Mary's lap is sleeping? | |
Whom angels greet with anthems sweet | |
While shepherds watch are keeping? | |
Chorus: | |
This, this is Christ the King | |
Whom shepherds guard and angels sing | |
Haste, haste, to bring him laud | |
The Babe, the Son of Mary. | |
Why lies he in such mean estate | |
Where ox and ass are feeding? | |
Good Christians, fear, for sinners here | |
The silent World is pleading. | |
Chorus: | |
Nails, spear shall pierce Him through | |
The cross be borne for me, for you | |
Hail, hail the Word made flesh | |
The Babe, the Son of Mary. | |
So bring Him incense, gold and myrrh | |
Come peasant, king to own Him | |
The King of kings salvation brings | |
Let loving hearts enthrone Him. | |
Chorus: | |
Raise, raise a song on high | |
The virgin sings her lullaby. | |
Joy, joy for Christ is born | |
The Babe, the Son of Mary. | |
Lots of mistletoe | |
Lots of snow and ice | |
Everywhere we go | |
Choirs singin' carols | |
Right outside my door. | |
All these things and more | |
(All these things and more) | |
That's what Christmas means to me, my love | |
(That's what Christmas means to me, my love) | |
Oh yeah, | |
Oh yeah yeah. | |
And ya know what I mean | |
I see your smilin' face | |
Like I never seen before | |
Even though I love ya madly | |
It seems I love you more | |
And little though you give me | |
Will touch my heart for sure. | |
All these things and more, darling | |
(All these things and more) | |
Whoah! | |
That's what Christmas means to me, my love | |
Oh Yeah, aaah | |
(That's what Christmas means to me, my love) | |
Oh yeah ha ha | |
I feel like runnin' wild | |
Those angels and a little child | |
Greet you 'neath the mistletoe | |
Kiss you once and then some more | |
And wish you a Merry Christmas, baby | |
(Wish you a Merry Christmas, baby) | |
Oohh | |
And such happiness in the comin' year | |
Oh, baby | |
Let's deck the halls with holly | |
Sing sweet silent night | |
Fill the trees with angel hair | |
And pretty, pretty lights | |
Go to sleep and wake up | |
Just before daylight. | |
All these things and more, baby | |
(All these things and more) | |
Whoah! | |
That's what Christmas means to me, my love | |
(Christmas means to me, my love) | |
Oh baby baby! | |
That's what Christmas means to me, my love | |
Yeah, yeah yeah, oh yeah | |
Merry Christmas | |
Merry Christmas | |
Oh yeah | |
Merry Christmas, yeah | |
Oh yes! | |
The yuletide carol doesn't make it better | |
Knowing that we won't be together. | |
A silent night | |
I know it's gonna be | |
Joy to the world | |
But it's gonna be sad for me. | |
What do the lonely do | |
At Christmas? | |
Oh, oh, what do the lonely do | |
At Christmas time? | |
The children can play with their new toys | |
While their little hearts burst open with joy | |
And lovers can kiss beneath the mistletoe | |
The choirs can sing those glorious songs of old. | |
But what is left | |
Oh, for me to do? | |
Now that it's Christmas | |
And I don't have you. | |
What do the lonely do | |
At Christmas? | |
Oh, oh, what do the lonely do | |
At Christmas time. | |
Oh, oh, what do the lonely do | |
At Christmas? | |
What do the lonely do | |
At Christmas? | |
Oh, what do they do, what do they do | |
At Christmas? | |
Ooh, what do they do, what do they do | |
At Christmas? | |
Oh, oh, what do the lonely do | |
At Christmas? | |
What do the lonely do | |
At Christmas. | |
Oh, ho, what do they do | |
What do they do | |
At Christmas? | |
Searchin' for light | |
In the darkness of insanity oohh | |
I ask myself | |
Is all hope lost? | |
Is there only pain | |
And hatred, and misery? | |
Each time I feel like this inside | |
There's one thing I wanna know | |
What's so funny 'bout peace love and understanding? Ohhh | |
What's so funny 'bout peace love and understanding? | |
And as I walked on | |
Through troubled times | |
My spirit gets so | |
Downhearted sometimes | |
Where are the strong | |
Who are the trusted? | |
And where is the harmony? | |
Sweet harmony. | |
'Cause each time I feel it slippin' away | |
Just makes me wanna cry | |
What's so funny 'bout peace love & understanding? Ohhhh | |
What's so funny 'bout peace love & understanding? | |
Where are the strong | |
Who are the trusted? | |
And where is the harmony? | |
Sweet harmony. | |
'Cause each time I feel it slippin' away | |
Just makes me wanna cry | |
What's so funny 'bout peace love & understanding? Ohhhh | |
What's so funny 'bout peace love & understanding? Ohhhh | |
What's so funny 'bout peace love & understanding? | |
What you gonna call yo' pretty little baby | |
What you gonna call yo' pretty little baby? | |
Born, born in Bethlehem. | |
Some say one thing, I'll say Immanuel | |
Born, born in Bethlehem. | |
What you gonna call yo' pretty little baby | |
What you gonna call yo' pretty little baby | |
What you gonna call yo' pretty little baby? | |
Born, born in Bethlehem. | |
Some call him one thing, I'll call him Jesus | |
Born, born in Bethlehem. | |
What you gonna call yo' pretty little baby | |
What you gonna call yo' pretty little baby | |
What you gonna call yo' pretty little baby | |
Born, born in Bethlehem. | |
Sweet little baby, born in a manger | |
Born, born in Bethlehem. | |
A tiny star lights up way up high | |
All across the land dawns a brand new morn | |
This comes to pass when a Child is born. | |
A silent wish sails the seven seas | |
The winds of change whisper in the trees | |
And the walls of doubt crumble, tossed and torn | |
This comes to pass, when a Child is born. | |
A rosy hue settles all around | |
You got the feel, you're on solid ground | |
For a spell or two no one seems forlorn | |
This comes to pass, when a Child is born. | |
Spoken part: | |
And all of this happens because the world is waiting | |
Waiting for one Child | |
Black, white, yellow, no-one knows | |
But a Child that will grow up and turn tears to laughter | |
Hate to love, war to peace and everyone to everyone's neighbor | |
And misery and suffering will be words to be forgotten, forever. | |
It's all a dream, an illusion now | |
It must come true, sometime soon somehow | |
All across the land, dawns a brand new morn | |
This comes to pass when a Child is born. | |
Hymns and carols, choirs are forming | |
Everywhere that you go | |
Père Noël, Père Noël | |
Angels for every boy and girl | |
Nobody cries or tells any lies | |
The night that children rule the world | |
When the children rule the world | |
Tonight! When the children rule the world. | |
Doves and kings and shepherds and wisemen | |
Came together, followed the star | |
They all gathered down in the manger | |
They came from so very far | |
Midnight is clear, the spirits are here | |
Angels that guard each boy and girl | |
No hunger or thirst, the last will be first | |
The night that children rule the world | |
When the children rule the world | |
Tonight! When the children rule the world. | |
All the greatest wishes are granted | |
Let us sing, let innocence reign | |
All the prayers are finally answered | |
Blessed and free of all pain | |
Towers of fire, rise ever higher | |
Magical flags will be unfurled | |
The power of song, the young are the strong | |
The night that children rule the world | |
When the children rule the world | |
Tonight! When the children rule the world | |
Père Noël, Père Noël | |
Angels for every boy and girl | |
The demons are gone, the young are the strong | |
The night that children rule the world | |
When the children rule the world | |
Tonight! When the children rule the world. | |
Père Noël, Père Noël | |
Angels for every boy and girl | |
The demons are gone, the young are the so strong | |
The night when the children rule the world | |
When the children rule the world | |
Tonight! When the children rule the world | |
When the children rule the world | |
Tonight! When the children rule the world. | |
When the children Oh | |
When the children | |
When the children They rule the world | |
When the children Ooh, ooh, yeah | |
When the children Rule the world | |
When the children Rule the world | |
When the children) Rule the world. | |
That even though it's far | |
He'll find me Christmas Eve | |
I guess that Santa's busy | |
Cause he's never come around | |
I think of him | |
When Christmas comes to town. | |
The best time of the year | |
When everyone comes home | |
With all this Christmas cheer | |
It's hard to be alone | |
Putting up the Christmas tree | |
With friends who come around | |
It's so much fun | |
When Christmas comes to town. | |
Presents for the children | |
Wrapped in red and green | |
All the things I've heard about | |
But never really seen | |
No one will be sleeping | |
On the night of Christmas Eve | |
Hoping Santa's on his way. | |
When Santa's sleigh bells ring | |
I listen all around | |
The herald angels sing | |
I never hear a sound | |
And all the dreams of children | |
Once lost will all be found | |
That's all I want | |
When Christmas comes to town. | |
That's all I want | |
When Christmas comes to town. | |
When it's Christmas time in Texas | |
It's a very special time for me | |
In Texas we'll be swingin' 'round the Christmas tree | |
Dancin' to a Christmas melody. | |
When it's Christmas time in Texas | |
It might look just like a Summer day | |
There may not be snow in San Antonio | |
But it's a Texas Christmas to me. | |
When Santa crosses over the border | |
He'll sound a little diff'rent when he sings | |
He'll hear those twin fiddles playin' | |
Christmas songs with a touch of western swing | |
There may not be snow in San Antonio | |
But it's a Texas Christmas to me. | |
When it's Christmas time in Texas | |
I love to hear those Christmas carolers sing | |
People on the go, children's faces all aglow | |
Wond'rin' what Santa's gonna bring. | |
Grandpa's been chasin' Grandma around | |
Tryin' to catch her 'neath the mistletoe | |
Everything is right, the Lone Star's shinin' bright | |
And it's a Texas Christmas to me. | |
When Santa crosses over the border | |
He'll sound a little diff'rent when he sings | |
He'll hear those twin fiddles playin' | |
Christmas songs with a touch of western swing | |
There may not be snow in San Antonio | |
But it's a Texas Christmas to me. | |
And we're wishing you all a Merry Christmas | |
Merry Christmas from Texas and me. | |
"Have you been good the way you should | |
On ev'ry single day?" | |
When Santa gets your letter | |
To ask for Christmas toys | |
He'll take a look in his good book | |
He keeps for girls and boys. | |
He'll stroke his beard, his eyes will glow | |
And at your name he'll peer | |
It takes a little time, you know | |
To check back one whole year! | |
When Santa Claus gets your letter | |
I really do believe | |
You'll head his list, you won't be missed | |
By Santa on Christmas Eve. | |
Except for kids who weren't that nice | |
He filled their socks with ice. | |
Always in a jolly mood | |
Christmas cookies were his favorite food | |
His cheeks were rosy | |
And his eyes were bright | |
Especially on Christmassy nights. | |
Santa Claus, Oh Santa Claus | |
What a funny boy he was | |
No one could quite understand | |
Till Santa was a man. | |
He liked winter more than spring | |
He loved to laugh and loved to sing | |
Christmas carols were his favorite songs | |
He sang them all year long | |
Fa la la la! | |
He wasn't all that great in school | |
But in geography he ruled | |
He could name every home | |
From the North Pole to Rome. | |
Santa Claus, Oh Santa Claus | |
What a funny boy he was | |
No one could quite understand | |
Till Santa was a man. | |
After school he liked to play | |
On his papa's winter sleigh | |
He was sure reindeer | |
If someone would let them try. | |
He always wore (pum pum) red suits | |
He always wore (pum pum) black boots | |
Even at the summer beach | |
He kept them within reach. | |
Santa Claus, Oh Santa Claus | |
What a funny boy he was | |
No one could quite understand | |
Till Santa was a man. | |
He spent his weekends with the elves | |
Making toys all by themselves | |
They learned to make such wondrous things | |
While they'd laugh and sing | |
Fa la la la la! | |
Lots of kids thought he was strange | |
But they liked him just the same | |
His joyful heart and merry way | |
Brightened every day | |
Fa la la la la! | |
Santa Claus, Oh Santa Claus | |
What a funny boy he was | |
No one could quite understand | |
Till Santa was a man. | |
Santa Claus, Oh Santa Claus | |
What a funny boy he was | |
No one could quite understand | |
Till Santa was a man. | |
No one could quite understand | |
Till Santa was a man. | |
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 inside us | |
Fills each and every heart with love. | |
Where are you, Christmas? | |
Fill your heart with love. | |
Glad tidings brought an angel bright: | |
Refrain: | |
How great my joy, great my joy | |
Joy, joy joy | |
Joy, joy joy | |
Praise we the Lord in heaven on high | |
Praise we the Lord in heaven on high. | |
There shall be born, so He did say | |
In Bethlehem a Child today: | |
Refrain: | |
How great my joy, great my joy | |
Joy, joy joy | |
Joy, joy joy | |
Praise we the Lord in heaven on high | |
Praise we the Lord in heaven on high. | |
There shall He lie in manger mean | |
Who shall redeem the world from sin: | |
Refrain: | |
How great my joy, great my joy | |
Joy, joy joy | |
Joy, joy joy | |
Praise we the Lord in heaven on high | |
Praise we the Lord in heaven on high. | |
This gift of God we'll cherish well | |
That ever joy my heart shall fill. | |
Refrain: | |
How great my joy, great my joy | |
Joy, joy joy | |
Joy, joy joy | |
Praise we the Lord in heaven on high | |
Praise we the Lord in heaven on high. | |
Lord, evermore to me be nigh | |
Then shall my heart be filled with joy! | |
Refrain: | |
How great my joy, great my joy | |
Joy, joy joy | |
Joy, joy joy | |
Praise we the Lord in heaven on high | |
Praise we the Lord in heaven on high. | |
German: Als ich bei meinen Schafen wacht | |
Als ich bei meinen Schafen wach | |
Ein Engel mir die Botschaft bracht. | |
Refrain: | |
Des bin ich froh | |
Bin ich froh | |
Froh, froh, froh | |
Froh, Froh, froh! | |
Benedicamus Domino | |
Benedicamus Domino. | |
Er sagt es soll geboren sein | |
Zu Bethlehem ein Kindelein. | |
Refrain: | |
Des bin ich froh | |
Bin ich froh | |
Froh, froh, froh | |
Froh, Froh, froh! | |
Benedicamus Domino | |
Benedicamus Domino. | |
Er sagt das Kind lag da im Stall | |
Und sollt die Welt erlösen all. | |
Refrain: | |
Des bin ich froh | |
Bin ich froh | |
Froh, froh, froh | |
Froh, Froh, froh! | |
Benedicamus Domino | |
Benedicamus Domino. | |
Den Schatz muss ich bewahren wohl | |
So bleibt mein Herz der Freude voll. | |
Refrain: | |
Des bin ich froh | |
Bin ich froh | |
Froh, froh, froh | |
Froh, Froh, froh! | |
Benedicamus Domino | |
Benedicamus Domino. | |
All seated on the ground | |
The angel of the Lord came down | |
And glory shone around | |
And glory shone around. | |
"Fear not!" said he, for mighty dread | |
Had seized their troubled mind | |
"Glad tidings of great joy I bring | |
To you and all mankind | |
To you and all mankind." | |
"To you, in David's town, this day | |
Is born of David's line | |
A Savior, who is Christ the Lord | |
And this shall be the sign | |
And this shall be the sign." | |
"The heavenly Babe you there shall find | |
To human view displayed | |
All meanly wrapped in swathing bands | |
And in a manger laid | |
And in a manger laid." | |
Thus spake the seraph and forthwith | |
Appeared a shining throng | |
Of angels praising God on high | |
Who thus addressed their song | |
Who thus addressed their song: | |
"All glory be to God on high | |
And to the Earth be peace | |
Goodwill henceforth from Heaven to men | |
Begin and never cease | |
Begin and never cease! | |
Breathing a lesson unheard | |
Hope with a gentle persuasion | |
Whispers her comforting word | |
Wait till the darkness is over | |
Wait till the tempest is done | |
Hope for the sunshine tomorrow | |
After the shower is gone. | |
Whispering hope | |
Oh, how welcome thy voice | |
Making my heart in its sorrow rejoice. | |
If, in the dusk of the twilight | |
Dim be the region afar | |
Will not the deepening darkness | |
Brighten the glimmering star? | |
Then when the night is upon us | |
Why should the heart sink away? | |
When the dark midnight is over | |
Watch for the breaking of day. | |
Whispering hope | |
Oh, how welcome thy voice | |
Making my heart in its sorrow rejoice. | |
Hope, as an anchor so steadfast | |
Rends the dark veil for the soul | |
Whither the Master has entered | |
Robbing the grave of its goal | |
Come then, O come, glad fruition | |
Come to my sad weary heart | |
Come, O Thou blest hope of glory | |
Never, O never depart. | |
Whispering hope | |
Oh, how welcome thy voice | |
Making my heart in its sorrow rejoice. | |
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. | |
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. | |
Have you seen the bright blue star? | |
It fills your heart with wishes. | |
Have you seen the candlelight? | |
It shines from every window; | |
Have you seen the moon above? | |
It lights the sky in silver. | |
Green is in the mistletoe | |
And red is in the holly | |
Silver in the stars above | |
That shine on everybody; | |
Gold is in the candlelight | |
And crimson in the embers | |
White is in the winter night | |
That everyone remembers. | |
Have you heard the boys outside? | |
When all the girls are skating; | |
Have you heard their sweet hearts cry? | |
For all this time they're waiting. | |
Green is in the mistletoe | |
And red is in the holly | |
Silver in the stars above | |
That shine on everybody; | |
Gold is in the candlelight | |
And crimson in the embers | |
White is in the winter night | |
That everyone remembers. | |
Have you seen the children playing? | |
Tiny hands are frozen; | |
Have you seen them hurry home? | |
When suddenly it's snowing. | |
Green is in the mistletoe | |
And red is in the holly | |
Silver in the stars above | |
That shine on everybody; | |
Gold is in the candlelight | |
And crimson in the embers | |
White is in the winter night | |
That everyone remembers. | |
Have you heard that bells are ringing? | |
Ringing at their story; | |
Have you heard the choir singing? | |
Glory! Glory! Glory! | |
But I just really like it | |
I am hardly religious | |
I'd rather break bread with Dawkins | |
Than Desmond Tutu, to be honest. | |
And yes, I have all of the usual objections to consumerism | |
The commercialization of an ancient religion | |
And the westernization of a dead Palestinian | |
Press-ganged into selling Playstations and beer | |
But I still really like it! | |
I, I really like Christmas | |
Though I'm not expecting a visit from Jesus. | |
I'll be seeing my dad | |
My brother and sisters, my gran and my mum | |
They'll be drinking white wine in the sun | |
I'll be seeing my dad | |
My sisters and brother, my gran and my mum | |
They'll be drinking white wine in the sun. | |
I don't go for ancient wisdom | |
I don't believe just 'cos ideas are tenacious | |
It means they are worthy | |
I get freaked out by churches | |
Some of the hymns that they sing have nice chords | |
But the lyrics are dodgy. | |
And yes I have all of the usual objections to the mis-education | |
Of children forced into a cult institution | |
And taught to externalize blame | |
And to feel ashamed and to judge things as plain right and wrong | |
But I quite like the songs. | |
I'm not expecting great presents | |
The old combination of socks, jocks and chocolate | |
Is just fine by me. | |
Cos I'll be seeing my dad | |
My brother and sisters, my gran and my mum | |
They'll be drinking white wine in the sun | |
I'll be seeing my dad | |
My sisters and brother, my gran and my mum | |
They'll be drinking white wine in the sun. | |
And you, my baby girl | |
My jet lagged infant daughter | |
You'll be handed round the room | |
Like a puppy at a primary school | |
And you're too young to know | |
But you will learn yourself one day | |
That wherever you are and whatever you face | |
These are the people who'll make you feel safe in this world | |
My sweet blue-eyed girl. | |
And if, my baby girl | |
When you're twenty-one or thirty-one | |
And Christmas comes around | |
And you find yourself nine thousand miles from home | |
You'll know what ever comes | |
Your brother and sister and me and your mum | |
Will be waiting for you in the sun. | |
Girl, when Christmas comes | |
Your brothers and sisters, your aunts and your uncles | |
Your grandparents, cousins and me and your mum | |
Will be drinking white wine in the sun | |
We'll be waiting for you in the sun | |
Baby whenever you come | |
We'll be waiting for you in the sun | |
Waiting... | |
I, I really like Christmas | |
It's sentimental, I know. | |
At Whose feet the shepherds fall? | |
Who is He in deep distress | |
Fasting in the wilderness? | |
'Tis the Lord! O 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 the people bless | |
For His words of gentleness? | |
Who is He to Whom they bring | |
All the sick and sorrowing? | |
'Tis the Lord! O 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 that stands and weeps | |
At the grave where Lazarus sleeps? | |
Who is He the gathering throng | |
Greet with loud triumphant song? | |
'Tis the Lord! O wondrous story! | |
'Tis the Lord! the King of glory! | |
At His feet we humbly fall, | |
Crown Him! crown Him, Lord of all! | |
Lo! at midnight, who is He | |
Prays in dark Gethsemane? | |
Who is He on yonder tree | |
Dies in grief and agony? | |
'Tis the Lord! O 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 that from the grave | |
Comes to heal and help and save? | |
Who is He that from His throne | |
Rules through all the world alone? | |
'Tis the Lord! O wondrous story! | |
'Tis the Lord! the King of glory! | |
At His feet we humbly fall, | |
Crown Him! crown Him, Lord of all! | |
I bought you Donna | |
Ralph Lauren and Prada | |
I know I made you leave | |
Got a brotha beggin' please | |
Got a brotha on his knees | |
I bought you a two way | |
I even left Shantae | |
I won't cheat again | |
I need you, my friend | |
All a brotha want for Christmas | |
Is to have you back right in my life. | |
Why'd you leave me? | |
Why'd you leave me? | |
On this Christmas | |
Why'd you have to go? | |
Why'd you leave me? | |
Why'd you leave me? | |
On this Christmas | |
Why'd you have to go? | |
Why'd you leave me? | |
Why'd you leave me? | |
On this Christmas | |
Why'd you have to go? | |
Why'd you leave me? | |
Why'd you leave me? | |
On this Christmas | |
Why'd you have to go? | |
See a man can never | |
Can do what I do for you | |
See I'm so confused | |
Got me stuck on you | |
My mama say | |
Why do I deal with you? | |
Said I'm a crazy fool | |
And stay away from you | |
I dissed my family | |
Just to get next to you | |
I bought you a cell phone | |
Can't even talk to you | |
All a brotha want for Christmas | |
Is to have you right back in my life. | |
Why'd you leave me? | |
Why'd you leave me? | |
On this Christmas | |
Why'd you have to go? | |
Why'd you leave me? | |
Why'd you leave me? | |
On this Christmas | |
Why'd you have to go? | |
Why'd you leave me? | |
Why'd you leave me? | |
On this Christmas | |
Why'd you have to go? | |
Why'd you leave me? | |
Why'd you leave me? | |
On this Christmas | |
Why'd you have to go? | |
J-boog: | |
I mean why | |
Why'd you have to leave? | |
I put the gifts under the tree | |
And dissed my family | |
I mean why? | |
Baby I had the mistletoe under the doorway | |
Waiting for you | |
Why'd you have to go? | |
Please come back | |
I don't know what to do | |
Aw if I had one wish for Christmas | |
It'd be to have you | |
Right back in my life. | |
Why'd you leave me? | |
Why'd you leave me? | |
On this Christmas | |
Why'd you have to go? | |
Omarion and J-boog: | |
Had to get you the DKNY purse | |
Iced out wrist shopping sprees | |
I damn near did everything | |
For you. | |
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? | |
He sends His pure sweet love | |
A sign from above | |
On the wings of a dove. | |
When troubles surround us | |
When evils come | |
The body grows weak | |
The spirit grows numb | |
When these things beset us | |
He doesn't forget us | |
He sends down His love | |
On the wings of a dove. | |
On the wings of a snow white dove | |
He sends His pure sweet love | |
A sign from above | |
On the wings of a dove. | |
When Noah had drifted | |
On the flood many days | |
He searched for land | |
In various ways | |
Troubles he had some | |
But wasn't forgotten | |
He sent him His love | |
On the wings of a dove. | |
On the wings of a snow white dove | |
He sends His pure sweet love | |
A sign from above | |
On the wings of a dove. | |
When Jesus went down | |
Through the river that day | |
He was baptized in the usual way | |
And when it was done | |
God blessed His son | |
He sent him His love | |
On the wings of a dove. | |
On the wings of a snow white dove | |
He sends His pure sweet love | |
A sign from above | |
On the wings of a dove. | |
On the wings of a snow white dove | |
He sends His pure sweet love | |
A sign from above | |
On the wings of a dove. | |
On the wings of a dove | |
On the wings of a dove | |
On the wings of a dove. | |
Bum bum bum bum bum bum. | |
This is my winter song to you | |
The storm is coming soon | |
It rolls in from the sea. | |
My voice, a beacon in the night | |
My words will be your light | |
To carry you to me. | |
Is love alive? | |
Is love alive? | |
Is love? | |
They say that, things just cannot grow | |
Beneath the winter snow | |
Or so I have been told. | |
They say we're buried far | |
Just like a distant star | |
I simply cannot hold. | |
Is love alive? | |
Is love alive? | |
Is love alive? | |
This is my winter song | |
December never felt so wrong | |
Cause you're not where you belong; | |
Inside my arms. | |
Bum bum bum bum bum bum bum bum | |
Bum bum bum bum bum bum | |
Bum bum bum bum bum bum. | |
I still believe in summer days | |
The seasons always change | |
And life will find a way. | |
I'll be your harvester of light | |
And send it out tonight | |
So we can start again. | |
Is love alive? | |
Is love alive? | |
Is love alive? | |
This is my winter song | |
December never felt so wrong | |
Cause you're not where you belong | |
Inside my arms. | |
This is my winter song to you | |
The storm is coming soon | |
It rolls in from the sea. | |
My love a beacon in the night | |
My words will be your light | |
To carry you to me. | |
Is love alive? | |
Is love alive? | |
Is love alive? | |
Is love alive? | |
Is love alive? | |
Is love alive? | |
Is love alive? | |
Is love alive? | |
Is love alive? | |
Is love alive? | |
Is love alive? | |
Is love alive? | |
Is love alive? | |
Is love alive? | |
Is love alive? | |
Is love alive? | |
Lies a mantel of white | |
A heaven of diamonds | |
Shine down through the night | |
Two hearts are thrilling | |
In spite of the chilling | |
Weather. | |
Love knows no season | |
Love knows no crime | |
Romance can happen | |
Any old time | |
Here in the open | |
We're walking | |
And hoping together. | |
Sleigh bells ring | |
Are you listening? | |
In the lane | |
Snow is glistening | |
A beautiful sight | |
We're happy tonight | |
Walking 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 | |
Walking 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 say "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've made | |
Walking in a winter wonderland. | |
In the meadow we can build a snowman | |
And pretend that he's a circus clown | |
We'll have lots of fun with Mr. Snowman | |
Until the other kids knock him down. | |
When it snows, ain't it thrilling | |
Though your nose gets a chilling | |
We'll frolic and play, the Eskimo way | |
Walking in a winter wonderland. | |
Walking in a winter wonderland | |
Walking in a winter wonderland. | |
Walking, just a walking | |
Walking, just a walking | |
In a winter wonderland | |
Ooh, ooh, ooh! | |
Dancing in the sky above | |
Just for us | |
It's Christmas day | |
Something to believe in | |
I believe the love | |
That we feel for each other | |
Is His gift to us | |
And nothing will | |
Keep us apart | |
If we love | |
With a Christmas heart. | |
It's Christmas now | |
This is when the eyes of our children | |
Search into these eyes of ours | |
How sweet they are | |
What kind of world | |
Are we gonna leave them? | |
What we couldn't learn from each other | |
We still can learn from God | |
What a way to live | |
What a place to start | |
Bless us, please | |
With a Christmas heart. | |
Trim the tree and wrap the presents | |
Turn the Christmas music on | |
This Christmas I'll be home | |
With bells on. | |
I've traveled around this country | |
Crossed the waters deep and wide | |
Made lots of friends and memories | |
Brought joy to other's lives | |
It's Christmas time again | |
Another year has come and gone | |
And I can't keep from wonderin' | |
How the old folks are at home. | |
I'll be home with bells on | |
I'll be home with bells on | |
Trim the tree and wrap the presents | |
Turn the Christmas music on | |
This Christmas I'll be home | |
With bells on. | |
When the snow is on the meadow | |
And the sleigh bells jingle bright | |
And the kids are singing jingle bells | |
Around the Christmas lights | |
As daddy stokes the fire | |
And mama puts the turkey on | |
There ain't nothing going to slow me down | |
This Christmas I'll be home. | |
I'll be home with bells on | |
I'll be home with bells on | |
Trim the tree and wrap the presents | |
Turn the Christmas music on | |
This Christmas I'll be home with bells on. | |
The spirit's up | |
We're here tonight | |
And that's enough | |
Simply having | |
A wonderful Christmastime | |
Simply having | |
A wonderful Christmastime. | |
The party's on | |
The feeling's here | |
That only comes | |
This time of year | |
Simply having | |
A wonderful Christmastime | |
Simply having | |
A wonderful Christmastime. | |
The choir of children | |
Sing their song | |
They practiced | |
All year long | |
Ding-dong, ding-dong | |
Ding-dong, ding | |
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh | |
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh. | |
Simply having | |
A wonderful Christmastime | |
Simply having | |
A wonderful Christmastime. | |
The world is out | |
About the town | |
To lift a glass | |
Oh, don't look down | |
Simply having | |
A wonderful Christmastime. | |
The choir of children | |
Sing their song | |
They practiced | |
All year long | |
Ding-dong, ding-dong | |
Ding-dong, ding | |
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh | |
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh. | |
The party's on | |
The feeling's here | |
That only comes | |
This time of year | |
Simply having | |
A wonderful Christmastime | |
Simply having | |
A wonderful Christmastime. | |
You're a mean one, Mr. Grinch | |
You really are a heel | |
You're as cuddly as a cactus | |
You're as charming as an eel | |
Mr. Grinch. | |
You're a bad banana | |
With a greasy black peel. | |
You're a monster, Mr. Grinch | |
Your heart's an empty hole | |
Your brain is full of spiders | |
You've got garlic in your soul | |
Mr. Grinch. | |
I wouldn't touch you | |
With a thirty-nine-and-a-half foot pole. | |
You're a vile one, Mr. Grinch | |
You have termites in your smile | |
You have all the tender sweetness | |
Of a seasick crocodile. | |
Mr. Grinch. | |
Given the choice between the two of you | |
I'd take the seasick crocodile. | |
You're a foul one, Mr. Grinch | |
You're a nasty, wasty skunk | |
Your heart is full of unwashed socks | |
Your soul is full of gunk. | |
Mr. Grinch. | |
The three words that best describe you | |
Are as follows | |
And I quote: "Stink. Stank. Stunk." | |
You're a rotter, Mr. Grinch | |
You're the king of sinful sots | |
Your heart's a dead tomato splot | |
With moldy purple spots | |
Mr. Grinch. | |
Your soul is an appalling dump heap | |
Overflowing with the most disgraceful assortment | |
Of deplorable rubbish imaginable | |
Mangled up in tangled up knots. | |
You nauseate me, Mr. Grinch | |
With a nauseous super-naus | |
You're a crooked jerky jockey | |
And you drive a crooked horse | |
Mr. Grinch. | |
You're a three decker sauerkraut and toadstool sandwich. | |
With arsenic sauce. | |
I used to see heaven in your eyes | |
Now angels are falling from your skies. | |
The things we said were so wrong | |
And I haven't held you for so long | |
My foolish pride turns me inside | |
Why did we tell all those lies? | |
If you can reach for the phone | |
You don't have to be alone. | |
Outside the winter seems so cold (cold) | |
Your heart is frozen like the snow (snow) | |
And there's no one home to keep you safe and warm | |
Your eyes are red because you've cried (cried) | |
You fell asleep by the fireside (fireside) | |
But there's one thing you should know | |
On this Christmas, baby, you don't have to be alone. | |
And I had only one wish on my list | |
For me, you would be the perfect gift (yeah) | |
There's nothing colder than an empty home (oh) | |
And holidays were never meant to be alone (to be alone). | |
The smiles we gave when our hearts were saved | |
By each other's love and warmth | |
That subsided now, no happiness around | |
If I could only find a way to your heart. | |
You don't have to be alone | |
You don't have to be (no no) all alone | |
You don't have to be alone | |
(You don't have to be alone). | |
Sounds of forever | |
Still around. | |
Lovers in love | |
Just like we were | |
Cos being apart's a lonely sound. | |
When people ask how we stay together | |
I say you never let me down | |
Yeah, you make it feel like Christmas | |
Even when things go wrong | |
I hear the sound of Christmas | |
In your song | |
All year long. | |
Look at the sun | |
Shining on me | |
Nowhere could be a better place. | |
Lovers in love | |
Yeah, that's what we'll be | |
When you're with me | |
It's Christmas day. | |
Cos you make it feel like Christmas | |
Even when things go wrong | |
I hear the sound of Christmas | |
In your song | |
All year long | |
That's how you know that it's true, babe. | |
Just look at us now | |
Part of it all | |
Inspite of it all | |
We're still around. | |
So wake up the kids | |
Put on some tea | |
Let's light up the tree | |
It's Christmas day. | |
And you make it feel like Christmas | |
Even when things go wrong | |
Say it now | |
I hear the sound of Christmas in your song | |
All year long | |
Yes, you know that I do | |
All year long. | |
Each day is just like Christmas | |
Anytime that I am with you. | |
You're all I want for Christmas | |
And if all my dreams come true | |
Then I'll awake on Christmas morning | |
And find my stocking filled with you. | |
You're all I want for Christmas | |
All I want my whole life through | |
Each day is just like Christmas | |
Anytime that I am with you. | |
You're all I want for Christmas | |
And if all my dreams come true | |
Then I'll awake on Christmas morning | |
And find my stocking filled with you | |
And find my stocking filled with you. | |
The fireplace is aglow | |
And outside quiet streets | |
Are all covered with snow | |
So darling, let me tell you | |
On this day of days | |
Baby, you're my Christmas present | |
My Christmas past | |
My Christmas always. | |
In the night, church bells ring | |
Their message, a cheer | |
And somewhere canvassing | |
Soon Santa will be here; | |
And this I swear | |
As into your warm eyes I gaze | |
Baby, you're my Christmas present | |
My Christmas past | |
My Christmas always. | |
So, on this silent night | |
Let me hold you tight | |
And make you know | |
Just how good love can be | |
There's no gift of hope | |
And no treasure untold | |
That's as precious | |
As you are to me. | |
The stars twinkle on high | |
Our world is so fine | |
And I wish you Merry Christmas | |
And as you pour the wine | |
For you, this toast, my darling | |
As my glass I raise | |
Baby, you're my Christmas present | |
My Christmas past | |
My Christmas always | |
You're my Christmas always. | |
You never wanted the nice boys anyway | |
And I'm of good cheer | |
'Cause I've been checking my list | |
The gifts you're receiving from me | |
Will be: | |
One - awkward silence | |
And two - hopes you cry yourself to sleep | |
Staying up, waiting by the phone | |
And all I want this year is for you | |
To dedicate your last breath to me | |
Before you bury yourself alive. | |
Don't come home for Christmas | |
You're the last thing I wanna see | |
Underneath the tree | |
Merry Christmas | |
I could care less. | |
Happy New Years, baby | |
You owe me | |
The best gift I will ever ask for | |
Don't call me up | |
When the snow comes down | |
Its the only thing I want this year. | |
One - awkward silence | |
And two - hopes you cry yourself to sleep | |
Staying up, waiting by the phone | |
And all I want this year is for you | |
To dedicate your last breath to me | |
Before you bury yourself alive. | |
So, don't come home for Christmas | |
You're the last thing I wanna see | |
Underneath the tree | |
Merry Christmas | |
I could care less. | |
Don't come home for Christmas | |
You're the last thing I wanna see | |
Underneath the tree | |
Merry Christmas | |
I could care less. | |
Don't come home for Christmas | |
You're the last thing I wanna see | |
Underneath the tree | |
Merry Christmas | |
I could care less. | |
Patrick, in a lisp: | |
Sweet! They've recorded a Christmas song! | |
They must've spent a lot of money on this | |
But this one time, this one Christmas I got this - | |
Beeps 'Deck the Halls' | |
For some Christmas sharin' | |
But I pause because | |
Hangin' my stockin' | |
I can hear a knockin' | |
'Zat you, Santa Claus? | |
Sure is dark out | |
Not the slighest spark out | |
Pardon my clackin' jaws | |
Uh, who there? | |
Who is it? | |
Uh, stoppin' for a visit | |
'Zat you, Santa Claus? | |
Are you bringin' a present for me | |
Something pleasantly pleasant for me | |
That's what I've been waitin' for | |
Would you mind slippin' it under the door? | |
Four winds are howlin' | |
Or maybe that be growlin' | |
My legs feel like straws | |
Oh my, my, my, my | |
Kindly would you reply | |
'Zat you, Santa Claus? | |
Yeah! | |
Oh hangin' my stockin' | |
I can hear a knockin' | |
'Zat you, Santa Claus? | |
Yeah, say now | |
Hey there, who is it | |
Stoppin' for a visit | |
'Zat you, Santa Claus?> | |
Whoa there Santa, you gave me a scare | |
Now stop teasin' 'cause I know you're there | |
We don't believe in no goblins today | |
But I can't explain why I'm shakin' this way. | |
Well, I see old Santa in the keyhole | |
I'll give to the cause | |
One peek and I'll try there | |
Uh-oh there's an eye there | |
'Zat you, Santa Claus? | |
Please, please | |
I pity my knees | |
Say that's you Santa Claus. | |
That's him alright!! | |
In a cradle in the manger lies the Holy Boy. | |
Zion's daughter, with your sweet angelic smile | |
Holding in your arms the Christ Child, resting for awhile. | |
Now the world is waiting, people want to hear | |
What in Bethlehem had happened, | |
That has brought the Saviour near | |
Now high hope starts rising for another day | |
With eternal love and justice finally on the way. | |
Zion's daughter, now your heart is full of joy | |
In a cradle in the manger lies the Holy Boy. | |
Zion's daughter, with your sweet angelic smile | |
Holding in your arms the Christ Child, resting for awhile. | |
Zion's daughter, now your heart is full of joy | |
In a cradle in the manger lies the Holy Boy. | |
Zion's daughter, with your sweet angelic smile | |
Holding in your arms the Christ Child, resting for awhile. | |
That's the way it happened many years ago | |
With the sky above now shining in a wondrous glow. | |
Now the world is waiting, people want to hear | |
What in Bethlehem had happened, that all will say you're near. | |
Zion's daughter, now your heart is full of joy | |
In a cradle in the manger lies the Holy Boy. | |
Zion's daughter, with your sweet angelic smile | |
Holding in your arms the Christ Child, resting for awhile. | |
Zion's daughter... | |
Leave your toys | |
Make no noise | |
Kneel at his crib and worship him | |
At thy shrine | |
Child divine | |
We are thine | |
Our Savior's here. | |
Chorus: | |
"Hallelujah" the church bells ring | |
"Hallelujah" the angels sing | |
"Hallelujah" from everything | |
All must draw near. | |
On that day | |
Far away | |
Jesus lay | |
Angels were watching 'round his head | |
Holy Child | |
Mother mild | |
Undefiled | |
We sing thy praise. | |
Chorus: | |
"Hallelujah" the church bells ring | |
"Hallelujah" the angels sing | |
"Hallelujah" from everything | |
Our hearts we raise. | |
Shepherds came | |
At the fame | |
Of thy name | |
Angels their guide to Bethlehem | |
In that place | |
Filled with grace | |
Saw thy face | |
Stood at the door. | |
Chorus: | |
"Hallelujah" the church bells ring | |
"Hallelujah" the angels sing | |
"Hallelujah" from everything | |
Love evermore. | |
Wise men too | |
Haste to do | |
Homage new | |
Gold, myrrh and frankincense they bring | |
As 'twas said | |
Starlight led | |
To thy bed | |
Bending their knee. | |
Chorus: | |
"Hallelujah" the church bells ring | |
"Hallelujah" the angels sing | |
"Hallelujah" from everything | |
Worshiping thee. | |
Oh, that we | |
All might be | |
Good as He | |
Spotless, with God in unity | |
Savior dear | |
Ever near | |
With us here | |
Since life began. | |
Chorus: | |
"Hallelujah" the church bells ring | |
"Hallelujah" the angels sing | |
"Hallelujah" from everything | |
God head made Man. | |
Cherubim | |
Seraphim | |
Worship him | |
Sun, moon and stars proclaim his power | |
Every day | |
On our way | |
We shall say | |
Hallelujah. | |
Chorus: | |
"Hallelujah" the church bells ring | |
"Hallelujah" the angels sing | |
"Hallelujah" from everything | |
Hallelujah. |
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