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Chris Isaak Christmas (2004)
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You know Dasher and Dancer,
Prancer and Vixen,
You know Comet and Cupid,
Donner and Blitzen,
Say, but do you recall
That most important reindeer of all?

Rudolph the Red-Nosed Reindeer
Had a very shiny nose,
And if you ever saw it,
You would even say it glows.
All of the other reindeer
Used to laugh and call him names;
They wouldn't let poor Rudolph
Join in any reindeer games.

But 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."
Rock it, Rudolph

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."


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Have yourself a merry little Christmas,
Let your heart be light
From now on,
Our troubles will be out of sight
Have yourself a merry little Christmas,
Make the Yule-tide gay,
From now on,
Our troubles will be miles away.

Here we are as in olden days,
Happy golden days of yore.
Faithful friends who are dear to us
Will be near to us once more.

Through the years we all will be together
If the Fates allow
But till then we'll have to muddle through somehow
So have yourself a merry little Christmas now.

Here we are as in olden days,
Happy golden days of yore.
Faithful friends who are dear to us
Will be 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.
Have yourself a merry little Christmas now.


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feat. Stevie Nicks

You better not pout,
Better not cry,
Better be good,
I'm telling you why:
Santa Claus is coming to town!

He's making a list,
Checking it twice,
Gonna find out who's naughty or nice.
Santa Claus is coming to town!

He knows when you've been sleeping,
He knows when you're awake.
He knows when you've been good or bad,
So be good for goodness sake!

You better not cry,
Better not pout,
Better be good
He's checking you out
Santa Claus is coming to town!

He knows when you've been sleeping,
He knows when you're awake.
He knows when you've been good or bad,
So be good for goodness sake, oh!

You better not pout,
Better not cry,
Better be sweet,
I'm telling you why:
Santa Claus is coming to town!
Santa Claus is coming to town!
Santa Claus is coming to town!

The big fat man is coming
The big fat man is coming
The big fat man is coming to town


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I'm writing a letter to say I still care
And I wish you would hear it's Christmas
And it's way past the ???
I'm saying a prayer
I can picture you here last Christmas
I know you're so far from home
But you know that you're never alone

I know you're so far away
Till you're home safe again I'll just pray
Oh, it's Christmas again
But it won't be without you
Oh, it's Christmas again
I'm so lonely without you

I'm turning my collar to the cold and the wind
Till you're home safe again
And it's Christmas
We're saving your present, it's under the tree
When you're with me, you'll see
It's Christmas

I know you're so far away
But you know that I still feel the same
I know you're so far from home
But no matter how far, you're never alone
Oh, it's Christmas again
But it won't be without you
Oh, it's Christmas again
I'm so lonely without you
I'm so lonely without you
I'm so lonely without you

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I'll have a blue Christmas without you;
I'll be so blue just thinking about you.
Decorations of red
On a green Christmas tree
Won't mean a thing if
If you're not here with me.

And the wind knows blue, snow flakes start falling
When those blue blue memories start calling,
You'll be doing all right
With your Christmas of white,
Oh, but I'll have a blue, blue Christmas.

You'll be doing all right
With your Christmas of white,
Oh, but I'll have a blue, blue Christmas.

And when you needn't pray on this Christmas day
Remember I have a blue, blue Christmas
Remember I have a blue, blue Christmas

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Chestnuts roasting on an open fire
Jack Frost nipping at your nose
Yule-tide carols being sung by a choir
And folks dressed up like Eskimos.

Everybody knows a turkey
and some mistletoe
Help to make the season bright
Tiny tots with their eyes all aglow
Will find it hard to sleep tonight.

They know that Santa's on his way
He's loaded lots of toys
and goodies in his sleigh
And every mother's child is gonna spy
To see if reindeer
really know how to fly.

And so I'm offering this simple song
To kids from one to ninety-two
Although it's been said
Many times, many ways
Merry Christmas to you.

And so I'm offering this simple song
To kids from one to ninety-two
Although it's been said
Many times, many ways
Merry Christmas
Merry Christmas
Merry Christmas to you.

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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,
But 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 really hold me tight,
All the way home I'll be warm.

Oh, that fire is slowly dying,
But, my dear, we're still bye-bye-ing,
So if you really love me so.
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 really hold me tight,
All the way home I'll be warm.

Oh, that fire is slowly dying,
But, my dear, we're still bye-bye-ing,
And if you really love me so.
Let it snow, let it snow, let it snow.
Yeah if you really love me so.
Let it snow
Let it snow
Oh let it snow.

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I'm watching Christmas on TV
And wishing you were here with me
Merry Christmas from one million miles away
Jimmy Stewart, he's with his friends
The bells are ringing
It's near the end
Merry Christmas from one million miles away

Hold the lights across the street
They look so warm, they look so sweet
Like the love you gave to me
Just yesterday
But you're really not that far
In our old house
With his new car
So merry Christmas from one million miles away
Merry Christmas baby

Hold the lights across the street
They look so warm, they look so sweet
Like the love you gave to me
Just yesterday
The movie is over
The credit rolls
But I've got no place left to go
So merry Christmas from one million miles away
Oh merry Christmas from a million miles away
 

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(Written By: Willie Nelson) 

Pretty paper, pretty ribbons of blue
Wrap your presents to your darling from you
Pretty pencils to write "I love you"
Pretty paper, pretty ribbons of blue

Crowded street, busy feet hustle by him
Downtown shoppers, Christmas is nigh
There he sits all alone on the sidewalk
He's just hoping he won't pass him by

Should I stop? Better not, much too busy
I'm in a hurry, my how time does fly
And in the distance the ringing of laughter
And in the midst of the laughter he cries

Pretty paper, pretty ribbons of blue
Wrap your presents to your darling from you
Pretty pencils to write "I love you"
Pretty paper, pretty ribbons of blue
Pretty paper, pretty ribbons of blue
 

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I'm dreaming of a white Christmas
Just like the ones I used to know
Where the treetops glisten
and children listen
To hear sleigh bells in the snow.

I'm dreaming of a white Christmas
With every Christmas card I write
May your days be merry and bright
And may all your Christmases be white.

I'm dreaming of a white Christmas
With every Christmas card I write
May your days be merry and bright
And may all your Christmases be white.
 

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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 all day with all the stars at night,
Mele Kalikimaka is the thing we say
On a bright Hawaiian Christmas Day

Mele Kalikimaka is the thing we 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 all day with all the stars at night,
Mele Kalikimaka is the thing we say
On a bright Hawaiian Christmas Day,
A very Merry Christmas,
A very Merry Christmas to you.
 

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I saw a star above the clouds
It was the brightest one
And I have just begun to understand you
You give me reason to believe
And though I've doubted you
You always see me through
I would owe to you
Your love
You give it away
I fall to my knees and I pray
And from a cross they say you give your love to everyone
I think of all I've done
And still you care for me
Your love
You give it away
I fall to my knees and I pray
Your love

And in the crowd I smile and listen
As the children sing
Their voices caroling
Each lyric means one thing
Your love
You give it away
I fall to my knees and I pray
Your love
Your love
I praise your love

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Tell me when was Jesus born
Last month of the year
Tell me when was Jesus born
Last month of the year
Tell me when was Jesus born
Last month of the year
Yeah, wasn't January, February, March, April or May
June, July, August, September, October, November
Was the 25th day of December
Was the last month of the year
He was born to the Virgin Mary
Last month of the year
He was born to the Virgin Mary
Last month of the year
He was born to the Virgin Mary
Last month of the year
Yeah, wasn't January, February, March, April or May
June, July, August, September, October, November
Was the 25th day of December
Was the last month of the year
He was born in an ox manger
Last month of the year
He was born in an ox manger
Last month of the year
Yeah, wasn't January, February, March, April or May
June, July, August, September, October, November
Was the 25th day of December
It was the last month of the year
Jesus, Jesus, Jesus

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Should auld acquaintance be forgot
And never brought to mind?

Should auld acquaintance be forgot
And days of Auld Lang Syne.

And days of Auld Lang Syne, my friend,
And days of Auld Lang Syne.
we'll drink a cup of kindness yet
To days of Auld Lang Syne.

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