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SECTION 1 Our Best-Loved Carols

Silent Night

English words adapted from the original German of

Joseph Mohr; Music by Franz Gruber

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,

Heav’nly 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.

God Rest Ye Merry, Gentlemen

Traditional

God rest ye merry, gentlemen; let nothing you dismay.

Remember, Christ our Savior was born on Christmas Day

To save us all from Satan’s pow’r when we were gone astray.

CHORUS

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.

CHORUS

From God our heav’nly 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.

CHORUS

Hark! the Herald Angels Sing

Words by Charles Wesley; Music by Felix Mendelssohn

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!”

CHORUS

Hark, the herald angels sing, “Glory to the newborn King!”

Christ by highest heav’n 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!

CHORUS

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;

Born to give them second birth.

CHORUS

O Little Town of Bethlehem

Words by Phillips Brooks; Music by Lewis H. Redner

O little town of Bethlehem,

How still we see thee lie;

Above thy deep and dreamless sleep,

The silent stars go by.

Yet in thy dark streets shineth

The evert~sting Light;.

The hopes and fears of all the years

Are met in thee tonight.

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For Christ is b~m of Mary,

And gather’d alt above,

While mortals sleep, the angels keep

Their watch of wond’ring love.

O morning stars together

Proclaim the holy birth,

And praises sing to God the King

And peace to men on earth.

O holy Child of Bethlehem,

Descend to us, we pray;

Cast out our sin and enter in;

Be born to us today.

We hear the Christmas angels,

The great glad tidings tell;

O come to us, abide with us,

Our Lord Emmanuel.

Deck the Halls

Myrrh is mine, its bitter perfume

Breathes of 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,

Earth to heav’n replies.

CHORUS

Old Welsh Air

Deck the halls with boughs of holly,

Fa Ia Ia Ia Ia Ia Ia Ia Ia.

Tis the season to be jolly,

Fa Ia Ia Ia Ia Ia Ia Ia Ia.

Don we now our gay apparel,

Fala,fa Ia Ia Ia Ia.

Troll the ancient Yuletide carol,

Fa Ia Ia Ia Ia Ia Ia Ia Ia.

See the blazing Yule before us,

Fa Ia Ia Ia Ia Ia Ia Ia Ia.

Strike the harp and join the chorus,

Fa Ia Ia Ia Ia Ia la Ia la.

Follow me in merry measure,

Fa Ia, fa Ia Ia Ia Ia.

While I tell of Yuletide treasure,

Fa Ia Ia Ia Ia Ia Ia Ia Ia.

We Three Kings of Orient Are

Words and Music by John Henry Hopkins

We three kings of Orient are,

Bearing gifts we traverse afar,

Field and fountain, moor and mountain, 4.

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 !~ht.

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.

Pray’r and praising, all men raising.

Worship Him, God most high.

CHORUS

O Christmas Tree (O Tannenbaum)

Traditional

O Christmas tree, 0 Christmas tree, thy leaves are so unchanging.

Not only green when summer’s here, but also when ‘tis cold and drear.

O Christmas tree, 0 Christmas tree, thy leaves are so unchanging.

O Christmas tree, 0 Christmas tree, you fill all hearts with gaiety.

On Christmas Day you stand so tall, affording joy to one and alt.

O Christmas tree, 0 Christmas tree, you fill all hearts with gaiety.

O Tannenbaum, 0 Tannenbaum, wie treu sind deine Blätter.

Du grünst nicht nur zur Sommerzeit, nein auch im Winter wenn es schneit.

O Tannenbaum, 0 Tannenbaum, wie treu sind deine BlJtter.

It Came Upon the Midnight Clear

Words by Edmund Hamilton Sears; Music by Richard Storrs Willis

It came upon the n~eidnight clear

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 heav’n’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 unfurl’d;

And still their heav’nly music floats

O’er all the weary world.

Above its sad and lowly plains,

They bend on hov’ring wing;

And ever o’er its Babel sounds

The blessed angels sing.

For to! the days are hast’ning on,

By prophets seen of old,

When with the ever-circling years

Shall come the time foretold.

When the new heav’n and earth shall own

The Prince of Peace, their King,

And the whole of world send back the song

Which now the angels sing.

Joy to the World

Words by Isaac Watts; Music by Lowell Mason

Joy to the world! the Lord has come:

Let earth receive her King.

Let ev’ry heart prepare Him room,

And heav’n and nature sing, and heav’n and nature sing,

And heav’n, and heav’n and nature sing.

Joy to the world! 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.

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.

The First Noel

Traditional

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.

CHORUS

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 day and night.

CHORUS

This star drew nigh to the northwest;

O’er Bethlehem it took its rest,

And there it did both stop and stay,

Right o’er the place where Jesus lay.

CHORUS

O Come, All Ye Faithful (Adeste Fideles)

English words by Frederick Oakeley; Latin words attributed to John Francis Wade;

Music by John Reading

O come, all ye faithful,

Joyful and triumphant,

O come ye, 0 come ye to Bethlehem.

Come and behold Him, born the King of angels.

CHORUS

O come, let us adore Him,

Christ, the Lord.

Sing, choirs of angels,

Sing in exultation;

Sing all ye citizens of heav’n above:

Glory to God in the Highest.

CHORUS

Yea, Lord, we greet Thee,

Born this happy morning;

Jesus, to Thee be glory giv’n;

Word of the Father, now in flesh appearing.

CHORUS

Adeste fideles,

Laeti triumphantes,

Venite, venite in Bethlehem.

Natum videte, Regem angelorum.

Venite adoremus;

Venite adoremus, Dominum.

The Twelye Days of Christmas

Traditional

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.

Away in a Manger

Traditional

Away in a manger, no crib for a 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.

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 cradle till 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.

Angels We Have Heard on High

Traditional

Angels we have heard on high

Sweetly singing o’er the plains,

And the mountains in reply

Echoing their joyous strains.

CHORUS

Gloria in excelsis Deo, Gloria in excelsis Deo.

Shepherds, why this jubilee?

Why your joyous strains prolong?

What the gladsome tidings be

Which inspire your heav’nly song?

CHORUS

Come to Bethlehem and see

Him whose birth the angels sing.

Come adore on bended knee

Christ the Lord, the newborn King.

CHORUS

Good King Wenceslas

Words by John Mason Neal; Music Traditional

Good King Wenceslas Iook’d 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, gath’ring winter fuel.

“Hither, page, and stand by me. if thou know’st 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 him 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.”

“Mark 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 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;

Ye who now will bless the poor shall yourselves find blessing.

Here We Come A-Caroling (The Wassail Song) Traditional

Here we come a-caroling 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 you glad Christmas 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 neighbors’ children whom you have seen

before.

CHORUS

God bless the master of this house, likewise the mistress too,

And all the little children that round the table go

CHORUS

We Wish YOu a Merry Christmas

Traditional

We wish you a Merry Christmas;

We wish you a Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year.

CHORUS

Good tidings to you wherever you are;

Good tidings for Christmas and a Happy New Year.

Oh, bring us a figgy pudding;

Oh, bring us a figgy pudding and a cup of good cheer.

CHORUS

We won’t go until we’ve got some;

We won’t go until we’ve got some, so bring some out here.

CHORUS

We wish you a Merry Christmas;

We wish you a Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year.

CHORUS

SECTION 2

Popular Christmas Hits

The Christmas Song

(Chestnuts Roasting on an Open Fire)

Lyric and Music by Mel Tormé and Robert Wells

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.

Ev’rybody 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;

Although it’s been said many times, many ways,

“Merry Christmas to you.”

o 1946 EDWIN H. MORRIS & COMPANY, A Division of MPL Communications. Inc.

0 renewed 1974 ED WIN H. MORRIS & COMPANY, A Division of MPL Communications. Inc.

International C~p yright secured. Mnghts reserved. Used by permission.

Have Yourself a Merry Little Christmas

Words and Music by Hugh Martin and Ralph Blane

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.

Copyright 0 1944, renewed 1972 by Leo FeisL Inc.

I’ll Be Home for Christmas

Words by Kim Gannon; Music by Walter Kent

I’ll be home for Christmas;

You can plan 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.

Copyright 0 1942, renewed 1971, 1972 by Gannon & Kent Music Co., Inc. lnternational Copyright secured. All rights reserved.

Christmas in Killarney

Words and Music by John Redmond,

James Cavanaugh and Frank Weldon

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.

Flow 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.

Copyright 01950 by Warner Bros. Inc. Copyright renewet Mnghts reserved.

The Merry Christmas Polka

Words by Paul Francis Webster; Music by Sonny Burke

They’re tuning up the fiddles now, the fiddles now, the fiddles now;

There’s wine to warm the middles now and set your head awhirl.

Around and round the room we go, the room we go, the room we go;

Around and round the room we go, so get yourself a girl.

Now ev’ry heart will start to tingle,

When sleigh bells jingle on Santa’s sleigh;

Together we will greet Kris Kringle

And another Christmas Day.

Come on and dance the merry Christmas polka;

Let ev’ryone be happy and gay.

Oh, it’s the time to be jolly and deck the halls with holly;

So let’s have a jolly holiday.

Come on and dance the merry Christmas polka;

Another joyous season has begun.

Roll out the Yuletide barrels and sing out the carols,

A merry Christmas ev’ryone!

Come on and dance the merry Christmas polka;

Let ev’ry lady step with her beau

Around a tree to the ceiling with lots of time for stealing

Those kisses beneath the mistletoe.

Come on and dance the merry Christmas polka,

With ev’rybody joining in the fun;

Roll out the barrels that cheer you, and shout till they hear you,

A merry Christmas ev’ryone!

Copyright ~ 1949 byAnne-Rachel Music Corporation. Cop yright renewed, assigned to Chappeli & Co., Inc. (lntersong Music, publisher), international Copyright secured. AU rights reserved. Used by permission.

Blue Christmas

Words and Music by Billy Hayes and Jay Johnson

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 hurtin’,

You’ll be doin’ all right with your Christmas of white,

But I’ll have a blue, blue Christmas.

Copyright 0 1948 by Bibo Music Publishers, do The Welk Music Group, Santa Monica, Ca.

Copyright renewed.

We Need a Little Christmas

Music and Lyrié by Jerry Herman

Haul out the holly;

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.

Copyright E 1966 by Jerry Herman. All rights controlled by Jerryco Music Co Exclusive Agent. Edwin H Morris & Company. A Division of MPL Co’rr’un,cations. Inc International Copyright secured. All rights reserved. Used by permission.

The Little Boy That Santa Claus Forgot

Words and Music by Tommie Connor,

Jimmy Leach and Michael Carr

Christmas comes but once a year for ev’ry girl and boy,

The laughter and the joy they find in each toy.

I’ll tell you of a little boy who lives across the way;

This little feller’s Christmas is just another day.

He’s the little boy that Santa Claus forgot,

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.

Copyright ~ MCMXXXVII, renewed by Peter Maurice Music Co. Ltd., London, England, Sole Selling

Agent (or U.S.A. and Canada, Shapiro, Bernstein & Co. Inc., New York~ N.Y. Used by permission.

Christmas for Cowboys

Words and Music by Steve Weisberg

Tall in the saddle we spend Christmas Day,

Drivin’ 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 diff’rent 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 range.

It’s tall in the saddle we spend Christmas Day,

Drivin’ 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.

Copyright 1. 1975 by Cherry Lane Music Co International Copyright secured. All rights reservec

Christmas Is

Words by Spence Maxwell; Music by Percy Faith

Christmas is sleigh bells;

Christmas is sharing;

Christmas is holly;

Christmas is caring.

Christmas is children who just can’t go to sleep.

Christmas is mem’ries, the kind you always keep.

Deck the halls and give a cheer

For all the things that Christmas is each year.

Christmas, merry Christmas,

When all your wishes come true.

Christmas is carols to warm you in the snow;

Christmas is bedtime where no one wants to go.

All the world is tinsel bright,

So glad to know that Christmas is tonight.

Christmas, merry Christmas,

When all your wishes come true,

Christmas, merry Christmas;

May all your wishes come true.

Silver and Gold

Words anui Music by Johnny Marks

Silver and gold, silver and gold,

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.

Copyright ~ 1944 by St. Nicholas Music Inc.. New York~ N.Y International Con yr;ght secured. All tights reserved.

Take Me Back to Toyland

Words by Kal Mann; Music by Bernie Lowe

Please take me back to Toyland;

Ev’ryone’s happy there.

It’s more than a girl and boy land

Where dreams just like toys can be shared.

If you believe in Toyland,

Believe in things that you cannot see;

All the world would become a joyland;

What a wonderful world this would be.

Copyright 61955 by Harvard Music Inc., New York, N Y. Sole Selling Agent, Ivan MogulI

C-H-R-I-S-T-M-A-S

Words by Jenny Lou Carson; Music by Eddy Arnold

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 diff’rent when 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.

Unichappell Music, Inc. (Rightsong Music, pubhsher).

That’s What I Want for Christmas

Words by Irving Caesar; Music by Gerald Marks

Make my mommy’s life a song;

Keep my daddy safe and strong;

Let me have them all year long;

That’s what I want for Christmas.

Let my dolls be made of rags,

Fireman hats of paper bags.

.Just write “love” on the Christmas tags;

That’s what I want for Christmas.

When I wake up Christmas Day,

I would like to find a sleigh;

But if I don’t, dear Santa Claus,

I will not complain because

What I really want is this:

Sister’s smile and brother’s kiss.

Fill our land with peace and bliss

From Maine down ~o the Isthmus;

That’s what I want for Christmas.

I don’t want electric trains,

Twenty-dollar aeroplanes.

Free our friends of aches and pains;

That’s what I want for Christmas.

I like boots with tops of blue

Like my little sisters do;

So, if you leave them, leave a few;

That’s what I want for Christmas.

When the reindeer pass my house,

I’ll be quiet as a mouse.

But, when I wake up, let me see

Marching round the Christmas tree

Animals that never bite,

Never giving any fright,

Soldier boys who never fight;

That’s what I want for Christmas.

Yes, that’s what I want for Christmas.

Copyright 6 1935 by Irving Caesar, Inc. Copyright renewed and assigned to Irving CaesarMusic Corp

Will Santy Come to Shanty Town?

Words and Music by Eddy Arnold,

Steve Nelson and Ed Nelson, Jr.

Will Santy come to Shanty Town to a poor little boy like me?

Will he bring me some toys like the other girls and boys?

Will Santy come to Shanty Town if he sees our Christmas tree?

Mommy said he would if I promised to be good.

For we don’t have a fireplace or a chimney on our shack

Like the other lucky children have who live across the track.

Now, if I say my pray’rs each day, when Christmas rolls around,

Will Santy come to Shanty Town?

Will Santy come to Shanty Town to a poor little boy like me?

Will he bring me some toys like the other girls and boys?

Will Santy com,~ to Shanty Town if he sees our Christmas tree?

Mommy said he would if I promised to be good.

He didn’t stop last Christmas Eve; doesn’t he know we live here?

Will my mommy have to paint my toys the way she did last year?

Now, if I say my pray’rs each day, when Christmas rolls around,

Will Santy come to Shanty Town?

Copyright ~ 1949 by Hill and Range Songs. Inc. Copyright renewed, assigned to

Unachappe/I Music. Inc. (Raghtsong Music, publisher). International Copyright secured.

Mrights reserved. Used bypernveuioa.

Rockin’ Around the Christmas Tree

Words and Music by Johnny Marks

Rockin’ around the Christmas tree

Atthe Christmas party hop.

Mistletoe hung where you can see

Ev’ry 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 will 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.

Ev’ryone dancing merrily

In the new old-fashioned way.

Copyright 6 1958 by St. Nicholas Music Inc., New York~ N.Y

Christmas Island

Words and Music by Lyle Moraine

How’d ja like to spend Christmas on Christmas Island?

How’d ~a like to spend a holiday away across the sea?

How’d ja like to spend Christmas on Christmas Island?

How’d ja like to hang your stockin’ on a great big coconut tree?

How’d ja 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 ev’ry day your Christmas dreams come true.

Copyright’S 1946 by Northern Music Company. New York, N.Y

SECTION 3

For Children at Christmastime

Rudolph the Red-Nosed Reindeer

Words and Music by Johnny Marks

You know Dasher and Dancer 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

Had a very shiny nose,

And if you ever saw it,

You could even say it glows.

All of the other reindeer

Used to laugh and call him names;

They never let poor Rudolph

Join in any reindeer games.

Then one foggy Christmas Eve,

Santa came to say:

“Rudolph with your nose so bright,

Won’t you guide my sleigh tonight?”

Then how the reindeer loved him

As they shouted out with glee,

“Rudolph the Red-Nosed Reindeer,

You’ll go down in history.”

I Saw Mommy Kissing Santa Claus

Words and Music by Tommie Connor

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.

CopyrightS 1952 by Regent Music Corp. Copyright renewed 1994 by Jewel Music Publishing Co. Inc.

Here Comes Santa Claus

Words and Music by Gene Autry and Oakley Haldeman

Here comes Santa Claus, here comes Santa Claus

Right dçwn Santa Claus Lane.

Vixen a’nd Blitzen and all his reindeer are pulling on the rein.

Bells are ringing, children singing;

All is merry and bright.

Hang your stockings and say your pray rs,

‘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 girls and boys again.

Hear those sleigh bells jingle jangle,

What a beautiful sight.

Jump in bed, cover up your head, ‘Cause Santa Claus comes tonight.

Here comes Santa Claus, here comes Santa Claus

Right down Santa Claus Lane.

He doesn’t care if you’re rich or poor for he loves you just the same.

Santa knows that we’re God’s children; That makes ev’rything right.

Fill your hearts with a Christmas cheer, ‘Cause Santa Claus comes tonight.

Here comes Santa Claus, here comes Santa Claus

Right down Santa Claus Lane.

He’ll come around when the chimes ring out; then it’s Christmas morn again.

Peace on earth will come to all

If we just follow the light.

Let’s give thanks to the Lord above,

‘Cause Santa Claus comes tonight.

Copyright 5 1947. renewed, by Western Music Publishing Co.. Hollywood. Ca.

Santa Claus Is Comin’ to Town

Words and Music by J. Fred Coots and Haven Gillespie

You better watch out; you better not cry;

Better not pout; I’m telling you why:

Santa Claus is comin’ to town.

He’s making a list and checking it twice;

Gonna find out who’s naughty and nice:

Santa Claus is comin’ to town.

He sees you when you’re sleepin’;

He knows when you’re awake;

He knows if you’ve been bad or good;

So be good for goodness sake.

OhI you better watch out; you better not cry;

Better not pout; I’m telling you why;

Santa Claus is comin’ to town.

Copyright 5 1934. renewed 1962. by Leo FeisL Inc.

A Holly Jolly Christmas

Words and Music by Johnny Marks

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 ev’ryone 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.

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.

CopyrightS 1962 and 1964 by St Nicholas Music Inc.. New York~ N.Y

When Santa Claus Gets Your Letter

Words and Music by Johnny Marks

When Santa Claus gets your letter, you know what he will say:

“Have you been good the way you should on ev’ry single day?”

When Santa Claus 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.

Up on the Housetop

Words and Music by Benjamin Russell Hanby

Up on the housetop reindeer pause;

Out jumps good old Santa Claus,

Down through the chimney with lots of toys,

All for the little ones’ Christmas joys.

CHORUS

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 can open and shut its eyes.

CHORUS

Look in the stocking of little Bill;

Oh, just see that glorious fill!

Here is a hammer and lots of tacks,

Whistle and ball and a set of jacks.

CHORUS

Frosty the Snow Man

Words and Music by Steve Nelson and Jack Rollins

Frosty the Snow Man was a jolly, happy soul,

With a corncob pipe and a button nose and two eyes made out of coal.

Frosty the Snow Man 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.

Oh, Frosty the Snow Man was alive as he could be,

And the children say he could laugh and play just the same as you and me.

Frosty the Snow Man 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, sayin’, “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 good-bye, sayin’, “Don’t you cry; I’ll be back again someday”

Thumpety thump thump, thumpety thump thump,

Look at Frosty go;

Thumpety thump thump, thumpety thump thump,

Over the hills of snow.

CopyrightS 1950 by Hill and Range Songs, Inc. Copyright renewed, assigned to

Chappell & Co.. Inc. (Intersong Music, publisher). International Cop yright secured.

AU rights reserved. Used by permission.

(All I Want for Christmas Is)

My Two Front Teeth

Words and Music by Don Gardner

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.

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.”

Suzy Snowflake

Words and Music by 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 wanna make a snowman,

I’ll help you make one, one, two, three.

If you wanna take a sleigh ride,

The ride’s on me⁷

Here comes Suzy Snowflake;

Look at her tumblin’ down,

Bringing joy to ev’ry girl and boy;

Suzy’s come to town.

CopyrightS 1951 byAlamo Music, Inc. Copyright renewed. assigned to Chappell& Co.. Inc. (Intersong

Toyland

Words by Glen MacDonough; Music by Victor Herbert

Toyland, Toyland,

Little girl and boy land,

While you dwell within it,

You are ever happy then.

Childhood’s joyland,

Mystic, merry Toyland!

Once you pass its borders,

You can ne’er return again.

Nuttin’ for Christmas

Words and Music by Sid Tepper and Roy C. Bennett

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 madedTommy eat a bug;

Bought some gum with a penny slug;

Somebody snitched on me. Oh,

CHORUS

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 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,

CHORUS

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. Oh,

CHORUS

So you better be good whatever you do,

‘Cause if you’re bad, I’m warning you,

You’ll get nuttin’ for Christmas.

The Night Before Christmas Song

Words by Clement Clarke Moore, adapted by Johnny Marks; Music 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, “On, 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 his 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!”

Copyrights 1952. renewed ;~ by St Nicholas Music Inc., New Yorit N.Y

lnfemabonel Copyright secured. All rights reserved.

Santa Claus, Indiana, U.S.A.

Words and Music by Abe Olman and Al Jacobs

I wish my daddy and mommy would take me all the way

To Santa Claus, Indiana, U.S.A.

I’d find the letters for Santa, the ones that went astray,

In Santa Claus, Indiana, U.S.A.

I’d answer good little girls and boys,

Saying Santa will bring your toys.

With eight reindeer he’ll appear, riding on a sleigh.

Then I’d mail Daddy’s and Mommy’s surprise for Christmas Day,

From Santa Claus, Indiana, U.S.,

Santa Claus, Indiana, U.S..

Santa Claus, Indiana, USA.

TRO—Copyright 5 1959 and 1961 by Olman Music Services. Inc., New Yor*~ N.Y International Copy.

right secured. AU rights reserved, including public performance for profit Used by permission.

My Favorite Things

Words by Oscar Hammerstein II; Music by Richard Rodgers

Raindrops on roses and whiskers on kittens;

Bright copper kettles and warm woolen mittens;

Brown paper packages tied up with strings;

These are few of my favorite things.

Cream-colored ponies and crisp apple strudels;

Doorbells and sleigh bells and schnitzel with noodles;

Wild geese that fly with the moon on their wings;

These are a few of my favorite things.

Girls in white dresses with blue satin sashes;

Snowflakes that stay on my nose and eyelashes;

Silver-white winters that melt into springs;

These are a few of my favorite things.

When the dog bites,

When the bee stings,

When I’m feeling sad,

I simply remember my favorite things,

And then I don’t feel so bad.

CopyrightS 1959 by Richard Rodgers and Oscar Hammerstein IL Williamson Music, lnc.. New Yor& N.Y.. owner of publications and *ed rights feral countries of the Western Hemisphere and Japan. Used by permission.

Sleep Well, Little Children (A Christmas Lullaby)

Words by Alan Bprgman; Music by Leon Klatzkin

Sleep well, little children, wherever you are;

Tomorrow is Christmas beneath ev’ry star.

Soon the snowflakes will fall and tomorrow you’ll see

Ev’ry 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.

CopyrightS 1956 byBourne Co. All rights reserved. International Cop prig/it secured.

Happy Birthday, Jesus

Words by Estelle Levitt; Music by Lee Pockriss

Katy got a dolly that cries and blinks its eyes;

Jimmy got an automatic plane that really flies.

But we were poor that Christmas, so Momma stayed up all night long,

Sitting in the kitchen making us a present; it was this song:

CHORUS

Church bells ring-a-ling; angels sing-a-ling; “Happy Birthday, Jesus.”

Snowflakes ting-a-ling; sleigh bells jing-a-ling; “Happy Birthday, Jesus.”

All year long we wait just to celebrate this Christmas morn,

‘Cause we want You to know we’re so glad You were born.

Oh, have a merry, very Happy Birthday, Jesus.

Teddy bears get broken, and trains will rust away;

All the fancy playthings seem to fall apart one day.

But I was very lucky, when ev’rybody’s gift was gone,

I still had my present; Momma’s song of Christmas lived on and on:

CHORUS

Christmas is for children, and now I have my own;

Their eyes are full of wonder when all the toys are shown.

But I’ll give them something better than anything that’s on TV,

Something very special, something made forever, this melody:

CHORUS

CopyrightS 1977, 1961 by George Pincus & Sons Music Corp., New York, N.Y

SECTION 4

Christmas Is a Winter Festival

It’s Beginning to Look Like Christmas

Words and Music by Meredith Willson

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.

Jingle Bells

Words and Music by James Pierpont

Dashing through the snow

In a one-horse open sleigh;

O’er the fields we go,

Laughing all the way.

Bells on bobtail ring,

Making spirits bright;

What fun it is to ride and sing

A sleighing song tonight.

Oh! jingle bells, jingle bells, jingle all the way;

Oh, what fun it is to ride in a one-horse open sleigh.

Hey! jingle bells, jingle bells, jingle all the way;

Oh, what fun it is to ride in a one-horse open sleigh!

Let It Snow! Let It Snow! Let It Snow!

Words by Sammy Cahn; Music by Jule Styne

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 kiss good night,

How I’ll hate going out in the storm;

But if you’ll really hold me tight,

All the way home I’ll be warm.

The fire is slowly dying,

And, my dear, we’re still good-byeing,

But as long as you love me so,

Let it snow, let it snow, let it snow.

CopyrightS 1945~ renewed 1954 and 1956 by Cahn Music Co.. Beverly Hills, Ca. International CopyrigAuaecered~ Mrighu reserved.

A Marshmallow World

Words by Carl Sigman; Music by Peter Be Rose

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.

Those are 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.

Copyrignt C MCMXLIX and MCML, renewed by SI’ a~tro~ Bernstein & Co. Inc.

New York~ N.Y. Used by permission.

Sleigh Ride

Words by Mitchell Parish; Music by LeroyAnderson

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 wintery fairyland.

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.

Over the River and Through the Woods

Traditional

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.

Hanover Winter Song

Words and Music by Richard Hovey and Frederic Field Bullard

Ho, a song by the fire;

Pass the pipes, pass the bowl.

Ho, a song by the fire

With a skoal, with a skoal.

Ho, a song by the fire;

Pass the pipes with a skoal,

For the wolf-wind is wailing at the doorways,

And the snow drifts deep along the road,

And the ice gnomes are marching from their Norways,

And the great white cold walks abroad.

CHORUS

But, here by the fire, we defy frost and storm;

Ha, ha, we are warm, and we have our heart’s desire.

For here we’re good fellows, and the beechwood and the bellows,

And the cup is at the lip in the pledge of fellowship.

Oh, here by the fire, we defy frost and storm;

Ha, ha, we arewarm, and we have our heart’s desire.

For here we’re good fellows, and the beechwood and the bellows,

And the cup is atthe lip

In the pledge of fellowship, of fellowship.

Pile the logs on the fire;

Fill the pipes, pass the bowl.

Pile the logs on the fire

With a skoal, with a skoal.

Pile the logs on the fire;

Fill the pipes with a skoal,

For the fire goblins flicker on the ceiling,

And the wine witch glitters in the glass,

And the smoke wraiths are drifting, curling, reeling,

And the sleigh bells jingle as they pass.

CHORUS

Oh, a god is the fire;

Pull the pipes, drain the bowl.

Oh, a god is the fire

With a skoal, with a skoal.

Oh, a god is the fire;

Pull the pipes with a skoal,

For the room has a spirit in the embers,

Tis a god and our fathers knew his name,

And they worship’d him in long-forgot Decembers,

And their hearts leap’d high with the flame.

Copyright C 1916 by Oliver Ditson Company

Jingle-Bell Rock

Words and Music by Joe Seal and Jim Soothe

Jingle-bell, jingle-bell, jingle-bell rock,

Jingle bells swing and jingle bells ring.

Snowin’ and blowin’ up bushels of fun,

Now the jingle hop has begun.

Jingle-bell, jingle-bell, jingle-bell rock,

Jingle bells chime in jingle-bell time.

Dancin’ and prancin’ 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 glidin’ in a one-horse sleigh.

Giddy-yap jingle horse; pick up your feet;

Jingle around the clock.

Mix and mingle in a jinglin’ beat;

That’s the jingle-bell rock.

Copyright ~ 1957 by Rosartta Music, Inc Controlled by Chappell & Co., Inc. (lntersong

~ %V’ W%

Winter

Words by Alfred Bryan; Music by Albert Gumble

Winter, winter,

When the snow is softly falling,

That’s the time to squeeze, when it starts to freeze.

In October and November and December, just remember

Winter, winter,

When your sweetheart comes a-calling,

By the fireside so bright, you’ll sit and tease her;

That’s the time to squeeze her, when it’s winter.

Copyright c. 1910 (renewed) Warner Bros. Inc.

and Gumble Music. All rights reserved.

Jing-A-Ling, Jing-A-Ling

Words by Don Raye; Music by Paul J. Smith

Jing, jing-a-ling, jing-a-ling, jing-a-ling,

What fun to hear the sleigh bells jingle.

Jing, jing-a-ling, jing-a-ling, jing-a-ling,

They set your heart atingle.

I love to hear our laughter mingle,

Ha, ha, ho, ho, through the snow we go.

Jing, jing-a-ling, jing-a-Iing, jing-a-ling,

The bells have got the snowflakes dancing.

Jing, jing-a-ling, jing-a-ling, jing-a-ling,

01’ Dobbin’s even prancing.

Jing, jing-a-ling, jing-a-ling, jing-a-ling,

The night is made for sweet romancing.

Ha, ha, ho, ho, through the snow we go.

Through a winter fairyland we go a-gliding

In a cotton-candy land of frozen charms,

And the way the sleigh is slipping and a-sliding

Brings you sliding even closer in my arms.

Can’t you hear the sleigh bells asking why we’re single,

As we fly across the snowy hills and dells?

And we’re happy ‘cause the sleigh bells seem to jingle

In the winter fairyland like wedding bells.

REPEAT FIRST TWO VERSES

Jing, jing-a-ling, jing-a-ling, jing-a-Iing, jing-a-ling, jing-a-Iing, jing-a-ling.

Copyright C renewed 1977 by Don Raye.

Words and Music by Harry Noble

Out of the East there came riding, riding,

Three of the wisest of men.

Dust was their enemy blinding, blinding,

Even the wisest of them.

Wandering shepherds heard tell their story,

Told in the flickering firelight, tender light, ever bright Christmas night.

Far to the West was there shining, shining, Blazing a star in the dawn;

Out of the East

Reverent wise men beheld it, saying, “This night a Savior is born.”

Into the West they went riding, riding,

Following after the star,

Over a quiet town shining, shining,

Lighting their way from afar.

Under its glory sat Mother Mary

Tenderly singing a lullaby, hush-a-by, don’t-you-cry lullaby.

Into the stable came riding, riding,

Three of the wisest of men;

Gifts did they bring for that Babe in manger,

Gifts for the Savior of men.

Lo! in a manger they found Him, found Him,

Bathed in the light of yon star;

Gold did they bring Him and frankincense,

And myrrh from a land that was far.

Shepherds crept in singing praises, praises;

Angels kept watch to be near to Him, dear to Him, one with Him, praising Him.

Into the East then went riding, riding,

Three of the wisest of men.

Found was the Babe in a lowly manger,

Crowned was the Savior of men.

Copyright C 1941 by The Boston Music Company Copyright 4 renewed 1968

and assigned to Larry Spier, Inc., New York, N Y

I Heard the Bells on Christmas Day

Words by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow, adapted by Johnny Marks; Music by Johnny Marks

1 heard the bells on Christmas Day

Their old familiar carols play,

And wild and sweet the words repeat

Of peace on earth, goodwill to men.

I thought as now this day had come,

The belfries of all Christendom

Had rung so long the unbroken song

Of peace on earth, goodwill 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, goodwill 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, goodwill to men.”

Copyright 6. 1956 by St. Nicholas Music Inc., New York~ N Y

International Cop yright secured. All rights reserved.

The Little Drummer Boy

Words and Music by Katherine Davis, Henry Onorati and Harry Simeone

Come, they told me,

(Pa-rum-pu m-pum-pum)

A newborn 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 [Baby Gesul,

(Pa-rum-pum-pum-pum)

I am a poor boy too;

(Pa-rum-pu m-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.

Copyright C 1958 by MiNs Music, Inc., and International Korwin Corp. Used with permission Al/rights reserved.

Carol of the Bells

Words by PeterJ. Wilhousky; Music by M. Leontovich

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 ev’rywhere

Filling the air;

O how happy are their tones.

Gaily they ring

While people sing

Songs of good cheer,

Christmas is here;

Merry, merry, merry, merry Christmas,

On, on they send,

On without end,

Their joyful tone

To ev’ry home.

REPEAT FROM BEGINNING

On, on they send,

On without end,

Their joyful tone

To ev’ry home.

Ding, dong, ding, dong.

Copyright ~ 1936 by Carl Fischer, Inc., New York. Copyright renewed.

International Copyright secured. AU rights reserved. Used by permission.

The Peace Carol

Words and Music by Bob Beers

The garment of life be it tattered and torn,

The cloak of the soldier is weathered and worn,

But what Child is this that was poverty-born?

The peace of Christmas Day.

CHORUS

The branch that bears the bright holly,

The dove that rests in yonder tree,

The light that shines for all to see,

The peace of Christmas Day.

The hope that has slumbered for two thousand years,

A promise that silenced a thousand fears,

A faith that can hobble an ocean of tears,

The peace of Christmas Day.

CHORUS

Add all the grief that people may bear;

Total the strife and the trouble and care;

Put them in columns and leave them right there,

The peace of Christmas Day.

CHORUS

Copyright C 196~ 1974 by Cherry Lane Music Co. international Cop yright secured. Al/rights reserved.

SECTION 6

Favorite Carols

of Yesterday and Today

I Saw Three Ships

Traditional

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.

o Holy Night

Words by John Sullivan Dwight; Music byAdolphe Charles Adam

O holy night, the stars are brightly shining;

Itis the night of the dear Savior’s birth.

Long lay the world in ~in and error pining,

Till He appeared and the soul felt its worth.

A thrill of hope, the weary soul rejoices,.

For yonder breaks a new and glorious morn.

Fall on your knees,

Oh, hear the angel voices!

O night divine, O night when Christ was born!

O night, O holy night, O night divine!

Led by the light of faith serenely beaming,

With glowing hearts by His cradle we stand.

So led by light of a star sweetly gleaming,

Here came the wise men from the Orient land.

The King of Kings lay in lowly manger,

In all our trials born to be our friend.

He knows our need,

To our weakness no stranger.

Behold your King! before the lowly bend!

Behold your King! your King! before Him bend!

Truly He taught us to love one another;

His law is love and His gospel is peace.

Chains shall He break, for the slave is our brother,

And in His name all oppression shall cease.

Sweet hymns of joy in grateful chorus rise we,

Let all within us praise His holy name.

Christ is the Lord,

Then ever, ever praise we;

His pow’r and glory ever more proclaim,

His pow’r and glory ever more proclaim.

Angels from the Realms of Glory

Words by James Montgomery; Music by Henry Smart

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.

CHORUS

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.

CHORUS

Sages, leave your contemplation;

Brighter visions beam afar.

Seek the great desire of nations;

Ye have seen Him natal star.

CHORUS

Saints before the altar bending,

Watching long in hope and fear.

Suddenly the Lord descending

In His temple shall appear.

CHORUS

Lo, How a Rose E’er Blooming

Traditional; Arranged by Dan Fox

Lo, how a rose e’er blooming

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 alright,

She bore to men a Savior

When half spent was the night.

Copyright ~ tNt byRobbins Music Corporation.

Joseph Dearest, Joseph Mild

Traditional

Joseph dearest, Joseph mild,

Help me rock my little Child.

God will give you your reward in heav’n above,

The Son of Virgin Mary.

Gladly, dearest, Mary mine,

I will rock your Kindelein.

God will give me my reward in heav’n above,

The Child of Virgin Mary.

Lulla, lulla, lullaby,

(Hum music for this line)

Lulla, lulla, lullaby (Hum music to end of line)

The Son of Virgin Mary.

Christians, Awake, Salute the Happy Morn

Words by John Byrom; Music by John Wainwright

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 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 goodwill.

To Bethlehem straight the 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.

Amazed, the wondrous story they proclaim,

The earliest heralds of the Savior’s name.

Let us, like these good shepherds, then employ

Our grateful voices to proclaim the joy.

Trace we the Babe, who hath retrieved our loss,

From His poor manger to His bitter cross,

Treading His steps, assisted by His grace,

Till man’s first heavenly state again takes place.

Then may we hope, the angelic thrones 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

Of angels and of angel-men the King.

The Holly and the Ivy

Traditional

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.

CHORUS

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 sweet Savior.

CHORUS

The holly bears a berry

As red asanyblood,

And Mary bore sweet Jesus Christ

To do poor sinners good.

CHORUS

As Lately We Watched

Traditional

As lately we watched o’er our fields through the night,

A star there was seen of such glorious light.

All through the night angels did sing,

In carols so sweet of the birth of a King.

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 and sky and air straight are filled with his fame.

Then shepherds be joyful, salute your new King;

Let hills and dales ring to the song that ye sing.

Blessed be the hour, welcome the morn,

For Christ our dear Savior on earth now is born.

What Child Is This?

Words by William Chatterton Dix; Music Traditional

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?

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 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

Good Christian Men, Rejoice

Words by John Mason Neale; Music Traditional

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!

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 hath ope’d the heav’nly 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:

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.

Once in Royal David’s City

Words by Mrs. C. F. Alexander; Music by H. J. Gauntlett

Once in royal David’s city

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 our eyes at last shall see Him

Through His own redeeming love,

For that Child so dear and gentle

Is our Lord in heaven above.

And He leads His children on

To the place where He is gone.

O Come, 0 Come Emmanuel

Traditional

O come, 0 come Emmanuel

And ransom captive Israel

That mourns in lonely exile here

Until the Son of God appear.

CHORUS

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 vict’ry o’er the grave.

CHORUS

O come, O Day-spring come and cheer

Our spirits by Thine advent here,

And drive away the shades of night,

And pierce the clouds and bring us light.

CHORUS

While Shepherds Watched Their Flocks by Night

Words by Nahum Tate and Nicholas Brody;

Music by George Frederick Handel

While shepherds watched their flocks by night,

All seated on the ground,

The angel of the Lord came down,

And glory shone around,

And glory shone around.

“Fear not,” he said, for mighty dread

Had seized their troubled minds.

“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,

The 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,

And 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, who thus

Addressed their joyful song,

Addressed their joyful 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!”

As with Gladness Men of Old

Words by William Chatterton Dix; Music by Conrad Kocher

As with gladness men of old

Did the guiding star behold.

As with joy they hailed its light,

Leading onward, beaming bright.

So most gracious God may we

Evermore be led by Thee.

As with joyful steps they sped

To that lowly manger bed, -

There to bend the knee before

Him whom heav’n 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 heav’nly King.

Holy Jesus ev’ry 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.

SECTION 7

Christian

Round the World

Bring a Torch, Jeannette, Isabella

Traditional

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.

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.

Mele Kalikimaka

(The Hawaiian Christmas Song)

Words and Music by R. Alex Anderson

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.

Cop yright 0 7949 and 7950 by 8ibo Music Publishers, c/a The Welk Music Group.

Santa Monica. Ca. International Copyright securet Mtighu reserved~ Used by permission.

The Coventry Carol

Traditional

Lullay, Thou little tiny Child,

Bye-bye, lulloo, lullay.

Lullay, Thou little tiny Child,

Bye-bye, lulloo, Iullay.

O sisters, too, how may we do

For to preserve this day?

This poor Youngling for whom we sing,

Bye-bye, lulloo, 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.

Then woe is me, poor Child for Thee,

And ever morn and day,

For Thy parting nor say nor sing,

Bye-bye, Iulloo, lullay.

0 Sanctissima

Traditional

O thou happy,

O thou holy,

Glorious peace bringing Christmastime.

Angel throngs to meet thee;

On Thy birth we greet thee;

All hail Jesus, our Savior King.

Day of holiness,

Peace and happiness,

Joyful, glorious Christmas Day.

Angels tell the story

Of this day of glory;

Praise Christ, our Savior, born this Christmas Day.

0 Come, Little children

Words and Music by Christoph von Schmidt and J. A. P. Schulz

O come, little children, from cot and from hall;

O come to the manger in Bethlehem’s stall.

There meekly He lieth, the heavenly Child,

So poor and so humble, so sweet and so mild.

The hay is His pillow, the manger His bed;

The beasts stand in wonder to gaze on His head.

Yet there where He Iieth, so weak and so poor,

Come shepherds and wise men to kneel at His door.

Now “Glory to God” sing the angels on high,

“And peace upon earth” heav’nly voices reply.

Then come, little children, and join in the lay That gladdened the world on that first Christmas Day.

The Friendly Beasts