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                                     In excelsis de-o            Close by me forever                    Fa-la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la
    1. Angels We Have                Glo-ori-a                   And love me I pray!                    Hail the new year, lads and lasses
                                     In excelsis de-o            Bless all the dear children            Fa-la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la
    Heard On High                                                In Thy tender care,                    Sing we joyous, all together.
                                                                 And fit us for Heaven                  Fa-la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la
Angels we have heard on high             2. Away in a            To live with Thee there.               Heedless of the wind and weather.
Sweetly singing o’er the plains
                                                                                                        Fa-la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la
And the mountains in reply,              Manger
Echoing their joyous strains.                                        3. Deck the Halls
Glo-ori-a                            Away in a manger,                                                      4. Do They Know
In excelsis de-o                     No crib for His bed,        Deck the halls with boughs of holly
Glo-ori-a                            The little Lord Jesus       Fa-la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la                It’s Christmas
In excelsis de-o                     Laid down His sweet head;   ’Tis the season to be jolly
                                     The stars in the heavens    Fa-la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la            It’s Christmastime; there’s no need to be afraid
Shepherds, why this Jubilee?         Looked down where He lay,   Don we now our gay apparel             At Christmastime, we let in light and we
Why your joyous strains prolong?     The little Lord Jesus       Fa-la-la, la-la-la, la-la-la.           banish shade
What the gladsome tidings be         Asleep on the hay.          Troll the ancient Yule-tide carol      And in our world of plenty we can spread a
Which inspire your heavenly song?                                Fa-la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la.            smile of joy
Glo-ori-a                            The cattle are lowing,                                             Throw your arms around the world at
In excelsis de-o                     The poor Baby wakes,        See the blazing Yule before us.         Christmastime
Glo-ori-a                            But little Lord Jesus,      Fa-la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la
In excelsis de-o                     No crying He makes.         Strike the harp and join the chorus.   But say a prayer to pray for the other ones
                                     I love Thee, Lord Jesus;    Fa-la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la            At Christmastime, it’s hard, but when you’re
Come to Bethlehem and see            Look down from the sky      Follow me in merry measure.             having fun
Him whose birth the angels sing;     And stay by my cradle       Fa-la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la            There’s a world outside your window
Come, adore on bended knee           Till morning is nigh.       While I tell of Yule-tide treasure.    And it’s a world of dread and fear
Christ, the Lord,                                                Fa-la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la            Where the only water flowing is the bitter
The newborn King                     Be near me, Lord Jesus;                                             sting of tears
Glo-ori-a                            I ask Thee to stay          Fast away the old year passes.
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And the Christmas bells that ring there           Said the little lamb to the                                                    Down to the village,
Are the clanging chimes of doom                     shepherd boy,
                                                                                             6. Frosty the Snowman               With a broomstick in his hand,
Well tonight thank God it’s them instead          Do you hear what I hear                                                        Running here and there all
                                                                                         Frosty the snowman was a jolly
 of you                                           Ringing through the sky,                                                       Around the square saying,
                                                                                          happy soul,
And there won’t be snow in Africa this              shepherd boy,                                                                Catch me if you can.
                                                                                         With a corncob pipe and a button nose
 Christmastime                                    Do you hear what I hear
                                                                                         And two eyes made out of coal.
                                                  A song, a song, high above the trees                                           He led them down the streets of town
The greatest gift they’ll get this year is life   With a voice as big as the sea                                                 Right to the traffic cop.
                                                                                         Frosty the snowman is a fairy tale,
Oh, where nothing ever grows, no rain or          With a voice as big as the sea                                                 And he only paused a moment when
                                                                                          they say,
 rivers flow                                                                                                                     He heard him holler “Stop!”
                                                                                         He was made of snow but the children
Do they know it’s Christmastime at all?           Said the shepherd boy to the
                                                                                         Know how he came to life one day.
                                                    mighty king,                                                                 For Frosty the snow man
Here’s to you, raise a glass for ev’ryone         Do you know what I know                                                        Had to hurry on his way,
                                                                                         There must have been some magic
Here’s to them, underneath that                   In your palace warm, mighty king,                                              But he waved goodbye saying,
                                                                                          in that old silk hat they found.
 burning sun                                      Do you know what I know                                                        “Don’t you cry,
                                                                                         For when they placed it on his head
Do they know it’s Christmastime at all?           A Child, a Child shivers in the cold                                           I’ll be back again some day.”
                                                                                         He began to dance around.
                                                  Let us bring Him silver and gold
Feed the world                                    Let us bring Him silver and gold                                               Thumpety thump thump,
                                                                                         O, Frosty the snowman
Feed the world                                                                                                                 Thumpety thump thump,
                                                                                         Was alive as he could be,
Feed the world                                    Said the king to the people                                                  Look at Frosty go.
                                                                                         And the children say he could laugh
Let them know it’s Christmastime again              everywhere,                                                                Thumpety thump thump,
                                                                                         And play just the same as you and me.
Feed the world                                    Listen to what I say                                                         Thumpety thump thump,
Let them know it’s Christmastime again            Pray for peace, people everywhere!                                           Over the hills of snow.
                                                                                         Thumpety thump thump,
                                                  Listen to what I say
                                                                                         Thumpety thump thump,
                                                  The Child, the Child, sleeping in
    5. Do You Hear                                  the night                            Look at Frosty go.                          7. Go, Tell it on the
                                                                                         Thumpety thump thump,
                                                  He will bring us goodness and light
    What I Hear?                                  He will bring us goodness and light
                                                                                         Thumpety thump thump,                       Mountain
                                                                                         Over the hills of snow.
Said the night wind to the little lamb,                                                                                        While shepherds kept their watching
Do you see what I see                                 “From home to home, and heart      Frosty the snowman knew               Over silent flocks by night,
Way up in the sky, little lamb,                          to heart, from one place to     The sun was hot that day,             Behold throughout the heavens,
Do you see what I see                                  another. The warmth and joy of    So he said, “Let’s run and            There shone a holy light:
A star, a star, dancing in the night                   Christmas, brings us closer to    We’ll have some fun
With a tail as big as a kite                                    each other.”             Now before I melt away.”              Go, Tell It On The Mountain,
With a tail as big as a kite                                  —Emily Matthews                                                  Over the hills and everywhere;

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Go, Tell It On The Mountain         O tidings of comfort and joy.       A very Merry Xmas
That Jesus Christ is born.                                              And a happy New Year
                                                                                                                       10. Hark! The
                                    In Bethlehem, in Jewry,             Let’s hope it’s a good one
The shepherds feared and trembled   This blessed Babe was born,         Without any fear
                                                                                                                       Herald Angels Sing
When lo! above the earth            And laid within a manger,           And so this is Xmas (war is over)
                                                                                                                   Hark! the herald angels sing
Rang out the angel chorus           Upon this blessed morn;             For weak and for strong (if you want it)
                                                                                                                   Glory to the new-born King!
That hailed our Saviour’s birth:    That which His Mother Mary,         For rich and the poor ones (war is over)
                                                                        The world is so wrong (if you want it)     Peace on earth and mercy mild,
                                    Did nothing take in scorn.
                                                                                                                   God and sinners reconciled!
Go, Tell It On The Mountain,        O tidings of comfort and joy,       And so happy Xmas (war is over)
                                                                        For black and for white (if you want it)   Joyful, all ye nations, rise,
Over the hills and everywhere;      Comfort and joy,
                                                                        For yellow and red ones (war is over)      Join the triumph of the skies;
Go, Tell It On The Mountain         O tidings of comfort and joy.
                                                                        Let’s stop all the fight (now)             With the angelic host proclaim
That Jesus Christ is born.
                                                                        A very Merry Xmas                          Christ is born in Bethlehem!
                                    From God our Heavenly Father,                                                  Hark! the herald angels sing
                                                                        And a happy New Year
Down in a lowly manger              A blessed Angel came;
                                                                        Let’s hope it’s a good one                 Glory to the new-born King!
Our humble Christ was born          And unto certain Shepherds
                                                                        Without any fear
And God sent us salvation,          Brought tidings of the same:
                                                                                                                   Christ, by highest heaven adored;
That blessed Christmas morn:        How that in Bethlehem was born
                                                                        And so this is Xmas (war is over)          Christ, the everlasting Lord;
                                    The Son of God by Name.
                                                                        And what have we done (if you want it)     Late in time behold him come,
Go, Tell It On The Mountain,        O tidings of comfort and joy,
                                                                        Another year over (war is over)            Offspring of the Virgin’s womb.
Over the hills and everywhere;      Comfort and joy,
                                                                        A new one just begun (if you want it)      Veiled in flesh the Godhead see;
Go, Tell It On The Mountain         O tidings of comfort and joy.
                                                                        And so happy Xmas (war is over)            Hail the incarnate Deity,
That Jesus Christ is born.                                                                                         Pleased as man with man to dwell;
                                                                        We hope you have fun (if you want it)
                                        9. Happy Xmas                   The near and the dear one (war is over)    Jesus, our Emmanuel!
    8. God Rest Ye,                                                     The old and the young (now)
                                        (War is Over)                                                              Hark! the herald angels sing
    Merry Gentlemen                                                     A very Merry Xmas                          Glory to the new-born King!
                                    So this is Xmas                     And a happy New Year
God Rest Ye Merry, Gentlemen,       And what have you done              Let’s hope it’s a good one                 Mild he lays his glory by,
Let nothing you dismay;             Another year over                   Without any fear                           Born that man no more may die,
Remember Christ, our Saviour,       And a new one just begun                                                       Born to raise the sons of earth,
Was born on Christmas day,          And so this is Xmas                 War is over, if you want it                Born to give them second birth.
To save us all from Satan’s power   I hope you have fun                 War is over now                            Risen with healing in his wings,
When we were gone astray.           The near and the dear one           Happy Xmas                                 Light and life to all he brings,
O tidings of comfort and joy,       The old and the young                                                          Hail, the Sun of Righteousness!
Comfort and joy,

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Hail, the heaven-born Prince           Through the years we all will
 of Peace!                               be together
                                                                                 13. I’ll Be Home                             15. It Came Upon The
Hark! the herald angels sing
                                       If the fates allow
                                       Hang a shining star upon the
                                                                                 For Christmas                                Midnight Clear
Glory to the new-born King!              highest bough.
                                                                             I’ll be home for Christmas                   It came upon the midnight clear,
                                       And have yourself a merry little
                                                                             You can count on me                          That glorious song of old,
Hail the Heaven-born Prince of Peace     Christmas now.
                                                                             Please have snow and mistletoe               From angels bending near the earth
Hail the Son of Righteousness                                                And presents under the tree                  With news of joy foretold,
Light and life to all He brings
                                             “Perhaps the best Yuletide                                                   “Peace on the earth, good will to men
Risen with healing in His wings
                                                decoration is being          Christmas Eve will find me                   From heaven’s all gracious King.”
Mild He lay His glory by
                                                wreathed in smiles.”         Where the love light gleams                  The world in solemn stillness lay,
Born that man no more may die
                                                                             I’ll be home for Christmas                   To hear the angels sing.
                                                 —Author Unknown
                                                                             If only in my dreams
Hark! the herald angels sing                                                                                              Still through the cloven skies they
Glory to the new-born King!
                                           12. Holly Jolly                       14. I’ve Got My Love To                   come,
                                                                                                                          Love’s banner all unfurled;
    11. Have Yourself A                    Christmas                             Keep Me Warm                             And still their heavenly music floats
                                                                                                                          Over all the weary world.
    Merry Little Christmas             Have a holly, jolly Christmas;        The snow is snowing,
                                                                                                                          Above its sad and lowly plains
                                                                                                                          Old echoes plaintive ring,
                                        It’s the best time of the year       The wind is blowing
Have yourself a merry little                                                                                              And ever over its Babel sounds
                                        I don’t know if there’ll be snow,    But I can weather the storm!
 Christmas,                                                                                                               The blessed angels sing.
                                        But have a cup of cheer.             What do I care how much it may storm?
Let your heart be light
                                        Have a holly, jolly Christmas;       For I’ve got my love to keep me warm
From now on,
Our troubles will be out of sight       And when you walk down the street                                                      16. It’s Beginning to
                                        Say Hello to friends you know        I can’t remember a worse December
                                                                             Just watch those icicles form!                   Look A Lot Like Christmas
Have yourself a merry little Christmas, And everyone you meet.
                                                                             Oh, what do I care if icicles form?
Make the Yule-tide gay,                                                                                                   It’s beginning to look a lot like
                                        Oh, ho, the mistletoe                Oh, I’ve got my love to keep me warm
From now on,                                                                                                               Christmas
Our troubles will be miles away.        Hung where you can see;
                                                                                                                          Ev’rywhere you go
                                        Somebody waits for you;              Off with my overcoat, off with my glove
                                                                                                                          Take a look in the five-and-ten,
                                        Kiss her once for me.                I need no overcoat, I’m burning with love!
Here we are as in olden days,                                                                                             Glistening once again
                                        Have a holly jolly Christmas,        My heart’s on fire, the flame grows higher
Happy golden days of yore.                                                                                                With candy canes and silver
                                        And in case you didn’t hear,         So I will weather the storm!
Faithful friends who are dear to us                                                                                        lanes aglow.
                                        Oh by golly, have a holly,           What do I care how much it may storm?
Gather near to us once more.
                                        Jolly Christmas this year.           Oh, I’ve got my love to keep me warm

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It’s beginning to look a lot                                                           Jingle bells, jingle bells,            Repeat, repeat the sounding joy.
  like Christmas
                                           17. It’s The Most                           Jingle all the way!
                                                                                                                              No more let sins and sorrows grow,
Toys in ev’ry store
But the prettiest sight to see
                                           Wonderful Time                              O what fun it is to ride
                                                                                       In a one-horse open sleigh             nor thorns infest the ground;
Is the holly that will be
On your own front door.
                                           Of The Year                                 A day or two ago,
                                                                                                                              He comes to make His blessing flow
                                                                                                                              far as the curse is found,
                                                                                       I thought I’d take a ride,             far as the curse is found,
                                       It’s the most wonderful time of the year.
A pair of hopalong boots and a                                                         And soon Miss Fanny Bright             far as, far as the curse is found.
                                       With the kids jingle belling,
  pistol that shoots                                                                   Was seated by my side;
                                       And everyone telling you,
Is the wish of Barney and Ben                                                          The horse was lean and lank;           He rules the world with truth
                                       “Be of good cheer,”
Dolls that will talk and will go for                                                   Misfortune seemed his lot;               and grace,
                                       It’s the most wonderful time of the year.
  a walk                                                                               He got into a drifted bank,            and makes the nations prove
Is the hope of Janice and Jen                                                          And we, we got upsot.                  the glories of His righteousness,
                                       There’ll be parties for hosting,
And mom and dad can hardly wait                                                                                               and wonders of His love,
                                       Marshmallows for toasting and
  for school to start again.                                                           Jingle Bells, Jingle Bells,            and wonders of His love,
                                       Caroling out in the snow.
                                                                                       Jingle all the way!                    and wonders, wonders of His love.
                                       There’ll be scary ghost stories and
It’s beginning to look a lot like      Tales of the glories of Christmases             What fun it is to ride
 Christmas                             Long, long ago.                                 In a one-horse open sleigh.
                                                                                                                                     “For somehow, not only at
Ev’rywhere you go
                                                                                                                                   Christmas, but all the long year
There’s a tree in the Grand Hotel,
On ein the park as well
                                       It’s the most wonderful time of the year.            19. Joy to the World                      through, the joy that you
                                       There’ll be much mistletoeing                                                                   give to others is the joy
The sturdy kind that doesn’t           And hearts will be glowing,                     Joy to the world! the Lord is come;            that comes back to you.”
 mind the snow.
                                       When loved ones are near.                       Let earth receive her King;                    —John Greenleaf Whittier
                                       It’s the most wonderful time of the year.       Let every heart prepare Him room,
It’s beginning to look a lot like
                                                                                       and heaven and nature sing,
 Christmas
Soon the bells will start                   18. Jingle Bells                           and heaven and nature sing,
                                                                                       and heaven, and heaven and
                                                                                                                                   20. Let It Snow!
                                                                                        nature sing.                          Oh, the weather outside is frightful,
And the thing that will make           Dashing through the snow
                                       On a one-horse open sleigh,                                                            But the fire is so delightful,
  them ring
                                       Over the fields we go,                          Joy to the earth! the Savior reigns;   And since we’ve no place to go,
Is the carol that you sing
                                       Laughing all the way;                           Let men their songs employ;            Let it snow, let it snow, let it snow.
Right within your heart.
                                                                                       while fields and floods,
                                       Bells on bob-tail ring,
                                       Making spirits bright,                          rocks, hills and plains                It doesn’t show signs of stopping,
                                       What fun it is to ride and sing                 Repeat the sounding joy,               And I brought some corn for popping;
                                       A sleighing song tonight                        Repeat the sounding joy,               The lights are turned way down low,

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Let it snow, let it snow, let it snow.    Rum pum pum pum               Sing in exultation,                    Rejoice! Rejoice! Emmanuel
                                          Rum pum pum pum               Sing, all ye citizens                  Shall come to thee, O Israel.
When we finally say good night,           Shall I play for you!         Of heaven above;
How I’ll hate going out in the storm;     Pa rum pum pum                Glory to God,                          O come, Thou Key of David, come,
But if you really hold me tight,          On my drum.                   Glory in the highest;                  And open wide our heavenly home;
All the way home I’ll be warm.                                          O come, let us adore Him,              Make safe the way that leads on high,
                                          Mary nodded                   O come, let us adore Him,              And close the path to misery.
The fire is slowly dying,                 Pa rum pum pum pum            O come, let us adore Him,              Rejoice! Rejoice! Emmanuel
And, my dear, we’re still good-bye-ing,   The ox and lamb kept time     Christ, the Lord.                      Shall come to thee, O Israel.
But as long as you love me so.            Pa rum pum pum pum
                                          I played my drum for Him      Yea, Lord, we greet Thee,
Let it snow, let it snow, let it snow.
                                          Pa rum pum pum                Born this happy morning,
                                                                                                                    24. O Holy Night
                                          I played my best for Him      Jesus, to Thee be
     21. Little Drummer Boy               Pa rum pum pum pum            All glory given;
                                                                                                               O holy night,
                                                                                                               The stars are brightly shining;
                                          Rum pum pum pum               Son of the Father,
Come they told me                                                                                              It is the night of
                                          Rum pum pum pum               Now in flesh appearing;
Pa rum pum pum pum                                                                                             Our dear Savior’s birth!
                                          Then He smiled at me          O come, let us adore Him,
A new born King to see,                                                                                        Long lay the world
                                          Pa rum pum pum pum            O come, let us adore Him,
Pa rum pum pum pum                                                                                             In sin and error pining,
                                          Me and my drum.               O come, let us adore Him,
Our finest gifts we bring                                                                                      Till He appeared
                                                                        Christ, the Lord.
Pa rum pum pum pum                                                                                             And the soul felt its worth.
To lay before the King                        22. O Come,
Pa rum pum pum pum                                                             23. O Come,                     A thrill of hope,
Rum pum pum pum                               All Ye Faithful                                                  The weary world rejoices,
Rum pum pum pum                                                                O Come, Emmanuel                For yonder breaks
So to honor Him                           O come, all ye faithful,                                             A new and glorious morn.
Pa rum pum pum pum,                       Joyful and triumphant,        O come, O come, Emmanuel
When we come.                             O come ye,                    And ransom captive Israel              Fall on your knees,
                                          O come ye to Bethlehem;       That mourns in lonely exile here       O hear the angel voices!
Little Baby                               Come and behold Him           Until the Son of God appear            O night divine,
Pa rum pum pum pum                        Born the King of angels;      Rejoice! Rejoice! Emmanuel             O night when Christ was born!
I am a poor boy too,                      O come, let us adore Him,     Shall come to thee, O Israel.          O night divine, O night,
Pa rum pum pum pum                        O come, let us adore Him,                                            O night divine!
I have no gift to bring                   O come, let us adore Him,     O come, Thou Rod of Jesse, free
Pa rum pum pum pum                        Christ, the Lord.             Thine own from Satan’s tyranny
That’s fit to give our King                                             From depths of Hell Thy people save
Pa rum pum pum pum                        Sing, choirs of angels,       And give them victory o’er the grave
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                                       You will get a sentimental              (like Monopoly)                          O! You better watch out!
    25. O Little Town Of               Feeling when you hear                                                            You better not cry.
                                                                               Then one foggy Christmas Eve
    Bethlehem                          Voices singing let’s be jolly,
                                       Deck the halls with boughs of holly     Santa came to say
                                                                                                                        Better not pout, I’m telling you why.
                                                                                                                        Santa Claus is coming to town.
                                       Rocking around the Christmas tree,      (Ho Ho Ho)                               Santa Claus is coming to town.
O little town of Bethlehem,
                                       Have a happy holiday                    Rudolph with your nose so bright
How still we see thee lie.
                                       Everyone dancing merrily                Won’t you guide my sleigh tonight?
Above thy deep and dreamless sleep
                                       In the new old-fashioned way.           Then all the reindeer loved him
                                                                                                                            29. Silent Night
The silent stars go by;
                                                                               (loved him)
Yet in thy dark streets shineth                                                                                         Silent night, holy night!
                                                                               And they shouted out with glee
The everlasting Light;                     27. Rudolph The                     (yippee)
                                                                                                                        All is calm, all is bright
The hopes and fears of all the years                                                                                    Round yon Virgin, Mother and Child
                                                                               “Rudolph the red-nosed reindeer
Are met in thee tonight.                   Red-Nosed Reindeer                  (reindeer)
                                                                                                                        Holy Infant so tender and mild,
                                                                                                                        Sleep in heavenly peace,
                                                                               You’ll go down in history!”
For Christ is born of Mary,            You know Dasher and Dancer                                                       Sleep in heavenly peace.
                                                                               (like Columbus)
And, gathered all above                And Prancer and Vixen,
While mortals sleep, the angels keep   Comet and Cupid                                                                  Silent night, holy night!
Their watch of wondering love.         And Donner and Blitzen.                     28. Santa Claus Is                   Shepherds quake at the sight!
O morning stars, together              But do you recall                                                                Glories stream from heaven afar;
Proclaim the holy birth.               The most famous reindeer of all?            Coming To Town                       Heavenly hosts sing Al-le-lu-ia!
And praises sing to God the King.                                                                                       Christ the Saviour is born!
And peace to men on earth.             Rudolph the red-nosed reindeer          You better watch out                     Christ the Saviour is born!
                                       (reindeer)                              You better not cry
                                                                               Better not pout                          Silent night, holy night!
    26. Rocking Around                 Had a very shiny nose
                                       (like a light bulb)                     I’m telling you why                      Wondrous star, lend thy light!
                                       And if you ever saw it                  Santa Claus is coming to town
    The Christmas Tree                 (saw it)
                                                                                                                        With the angels let us sing
                                                                                                                        Alleluia to our King!
                                       You would even say it glows             He’s making a list,                      Christ the Saviour is here,
Rocking around the Christmas tree
                                       (like a flash light)                    And checking it twice;                   Jesus the Saviour is here!
At the Christmas party hop
                                       All of the other reindeer               Gonna find out Who’s naughty and nice.
Mistletoe hung where you can see
                                       (reindeer)                              Santa Claus is coming to town            Silent night, Holy night!
Every couple tries to stop
                                       Used to laugh and call him names                                                 Son of God, love’s pure light
Rocking around the Christmas tree,
                                       (like Pinocchio)                        He sees you when you’re sleeping         Radiant beams from Thy holy face,
Let the Christmas spirit ring
                                       They never let poor Rudolph             He knows when you’re awake               With the dawn of redeeming grace,
Later we’ll have some pumpkin pie
                                       (Rudolph)                               He knows if you’ve been bad or good      Jesus Lord at thy birth;
And we’ll do some caroling.
                                       Play in any reindeer games              So be good for goodness sake!            Jesus Lord at thy birth.

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                                                                                   There’s a happy feeling                  They know that Santa’s on his way
     30. Silver Bells                         31. Sleigh Ride                      Nothing in the world can buy,            He’s loaded lots of toys
                                                                                   When they pass around the chocolate      And goodies on his sleigh
City sidewalks, busy sidewalks            Just hear those sleigh bells jingling,
                                                                                   And the pumpkin pie                      And every mother’s child is gonna spy
Dressed in holiday style.                 Ring ting tingling too
                                                                                   It’ll nearly be like a picture print     To see if reindeer
In the air there’s                        Come on, it’s lovely weather
                                                                                   By Currier and Ives                      Really know how to fly.
A feeling of Christmas.                   For a sleigh ride together with you,
                                                                                   These wonderful things are the things
                                          Outside the snow is falling
                                                                                   We remember all through our lives!       And so I’m offering this simple phrase
Children laughing, people passing,        And friends are calling “Yoo hoo,”
                                                                                                                            To kids from one to ninety-two
Meeting smile after smile,                Come on, it’s lovely weather
                                                                                   Just hear those sleigh bells jingling,   Although it’s been said
And on every street corner you’ll hear:   For a sleigh ride together with you.
                                                                                   Ring ting tingling too                   Many times, many ways
                                                                                   Come on, it’s lovely weather             Merry Christmas to you.
Silver bells, silver bells,               Giddy up, giddy up, giddy up,
It’s Christmas time in the city.          Let’s go, Let’s look at the show,
                                                                                   For a sleigh ride together with you,
Ring-a-ling, hear them ring,              We’re riding in a wonderland of snow.
                                                                                   Outside the snow is falling
                                                                                                                                33. The First Noel
Soon it will be Christmas day.            Giddy up, giddy up, giddy up,
                                                                                   And friends are calling “Yoo hoo,”
                                          It’s grand, Just holding your hand,                                               The first Noel the angels did say
                                                                                   Come on, it’s lovely weather
City street lights,                       We’re gliding along with a song                                                   Was to certain poor shepherds
                                                                                   For a sleigh ride together with you.
Even stop lights,                         Of a wintry fairy land.                                                           In fields as they lay,
Blink a bright red and green,                                                                                               In fields where they lay
As the shoppers rush home                 Our cheeks are nice and rosy                 32. The Christmas Song               Keeping their sheep
With their treasures.                     And comfy cozy are we                                                             On a cold winter’s night
                                          We’re snuggled up together                   (Chestnuts Roasting On               That was so deep.
Hear the snow crunch,                     Like two birds of a feather would be                                              Noel Noel Noel Noel!
See the kids bunch,                       Let’s take that road before us
                                                                                       An Open Fire)                        Born is the King of Israel!
This is Santa’s big scene,                And sing a chorus or two
                                                                                   Chestnuts roasting on an open fire
And above all this bustle you’ll hear:    Come on, it’s lovely weather                                                    They looked up and saw a star
                                                                                   Jack Frost nipping at your nose
                                          For a sleigh ride together with you.                                            Shining in the East beyond them far,
                                                                                   Yule-tide carols being sung by a choir
Silver bells, silver bells,                                                                                               And to the earth it gave great light,
                                                                                   And folks dressed up like Eskimos.
It’s Christmas time in the city.          There’s a birthday party                                                        And so it continued both day and night.
Ring-a-ling, hear them ring,              At the home of Farmer Gray                                                      Noel Noel Noel Noel!
                                                                                   Everybody knows a turkey
Soon it will be Christmas day.            It’ll be the perfect ending of a                                                Born is the King of Israel!
                                                                                   And some mistletoe
                                            perfect day
                                                                                   Help to make the season bright
    “Christmas is the day that holds      We’ll be singing the songs                                                      And by the light of that same star
                                                                                   Tiny tots with their eyes all aglow
                                          We love to sing without a single stop,                                          Three wise men came from country far,
           all time together.”                                                     Will find it hard to sleep tonight.
                                          At the fireplace while we watch                                                 To seek for a King was their intent
           —Alexander Smith                                                                                                 And to follow the star
                                          The chestnuts pop. Pop! pop! pop!
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Wherever it went.                 Ho, ho, ho!
Noel Noel Noel Noel!              Who wouldn’t go!
                                                                                  35. We Three Kings                      36. We Wish You A
Born is the King of Israel!       Ho, ho, ho!
                                  Who wouldn’t go!
                                                                                  Of Orient Are                           Merry Christmas
    34. Up On                     Up on the housetop,
                                  Click, click, click,
                                                                              We three kings of orient are,           We wish you a Merry Christmas
                                                                              Bearing gifts we traverse afar          We wish you a Merry Christmas
                                  Down thru’ the chimney
    The Housetop                  With good Saint Nick.
                                                                              Field and fountain,                     We wish you a Merry Christmas
                                                                              Moor and mountain,                      And a happy New Year.
Up on the housetop                                                            Following yonder star.                  Good tidings we bring
                                  Next comes the stocking
Reindeer pause,                                                                                                       To you and your kin;
                                  Of little Will,
Out jumps good old Santa Claus.                                               O star of wonder, star of night,        Good tidings for Christmas
                                  Oh just see
Down thru’ the chimney                                                        Star with royal beauty bright.          And a happy New Year!
                                  What a glorious fill
With lots of toys,                                                            Westward leading, still proceeding,
                                  Here is a hammer
All for the little ones,                                                      Guide us to thy perfect light.          We want some figgy pudding
                                  And lots of tacks,
Christmas joys.                                                                                                       We want some figgy pudding
                                  Also a ball
                                                                              Born a King on Bethlehem’s plain,       We want some figgy pudding
                                  And a whip that cracks.
Ho, ho, ho!                                                                   Gold I bring to crown Him again         Please bring it right here!
Who wouldn’t go!                                                              King for ever, ceasing never            Good tidings we bring
                                  Ho, ho, ho!
Ho, ho, ho!                                                                   Over us all to reign.                   To you and your kin;
                                  Who wouldn’t go!
Who wouldn’t go!                                                                                                      Good tidings for Christmas
                                  Ho, ho, ho!
Up on the housetop,                                                           O star of wonder, star of night,        And a happy New Year!
                                  Who wouldn’t go!
Click, click, click,                                                          Star with royal beauty bright.
                                  Up on the housetop,
Down thru’ the chimney                                                        Westward leading, still proceeding,     We won't go until we get some
                                  Click, click, click,
With good Saint Nick.                                                         Guide us to thy perfect light.          We won't go until we get some
                                  Down thru’ the chimney
                                                                                                                      We won't go until we get some
                                  With good Saint Nick.
First comes the stocking                                                      Frankincense to offer have I,           So bring it out here!
Of little Nell,                                                               Incense owns a Deity nigh               Good tidings we bring
                                      “It was always said of him, that he
Oh, dear Santa                                                                Prayer and praising, all men raising,   To you and your kin;
Fill it well;                             knew how to keep Christmas                                                  Good tidings for Christmas
                                                                              Worship Him, God most high.
Give her a dolly                              well, if any man alive                                                  And a happy New Year!
That laughs and cries                      possessed the knowledge.
                                                                              O star of wonder, star of night,
One that will open                                                            Star with royal beauty bright.
                                     May that be truly said of us, and all
And shut her eyes.                                                            Westward leading, still proceeding,
                                     of us! And so, as Tiny Tim observed,
                                                                              Guide us to thy perfect light.
                                          God Bless Us, Every One!”
                                              —Charles Dickens

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                                                                                   Later on, we’ll conspire,
    37. What Child Is This?                   38. White Christmas                  As we dream by the fire
                                                                                   To face unafraid,
What Child is this, who laid to rest,     I’m dreaming of a white Christmas
                                                                                   The plans that we’ve made,
On Mary’s lap is sleeping?                Just like the ones I used to know
                                                                                   Walking in a winter wonderland.
Whom angels greet with anthems sweet      Where the treetops glisten
While shepherds watch are keeping?        And children listen
                                                                                   In the meadow we can build a snowman,
                                          To hear sleigh bells in the snow.
                                                                                   And pretend that he’s a circus clown
This, this is Christ the King
                                          I’m dreaming of a white Christmas        We’ll have lots of fun with mister snowman,
Whom shepherds guard and angels sing.
                                                                                   Until the other kids knock him down.
Haste, haste to bring Him laud,           With every Christmas card I write
The Babe, the Son of Mary.                May your days be merry and bright
                                          And may all your Christmases be white.   When it snows, ain’t it thrilling,
                                                                                   Though your nose gets a chilling
Why lies He in such mean estate
                                                                                   We’ll frolic and play, the Eskimo way,
Where ox and ass are feeding?
Good Christian, fear: for sinners here,
                                              39. Winter Wonderland                Walking in a winter wonderland.

The silent Word is pleading.              Sleigh bells ring, are you listening,    Walking in a winter wonderland,
                                          In the lane, snow is glistening
This, this is Christ the King                                                      Walking in a winter wonderland.
                                          A beautiful sight,
Whom shepherds guard and angels sing.     We’re happy tonight,
Haste, haste to bring Him laud,           Walking in a winter wonderland.
The Babe, the Son of Mary.

                                          Gone away is the bluebird,
Nails, spear, shall pierce Him through,
                                          Here to stay is a new bird
The Cross be borne, for me, for you:      He sings a love song,
Hail, hail, the Word made flesh,          As we go along,
The Babe, the Son of Mary!                Walking in a winter wonderland.

This, this is Christ the King             In the meadow we can build a snowman,
Whom shepherds guard and angels sing.     Then pretend that he is Parson Brown
Haste, haste to bring Him laud,           He’ll say: Are you married?
The Babe, the Son of Mary.                We’ll say: No man,
                                          But you can do the job
                                          When you’re in town.




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