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3. | O Little Town Of Bethlehem/Joy To The World/White |
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ashing through the snow
In a one-horse open sleigh
Through the fields we go
Laughing all the way.
Bells on bob-tail ring
Making spirits bright
What fun it is to ride and sing
A sleighing song tonight.
Jingle bells, jingle bells
Jingle all the way,
Oh what fun it is to ride
In a one-horse open sleigh, O
Jingle bells, jingle bells
Jingle all the way,
Oh what fun it is to ride
In a one-horse open sleigh.
A day or two ago
I thought I'd take a ride
And soon Miss Fanny Bright
Was seated by my side;
The horse was lean and lank
Misfortune seemed his lot,
We ran into a drifted bank
And there we got upsot.
A day or two ago
The story I must tell
I went out on the snow
And on my back I fell;
A gent was riding by
In a one-horse open sleigh
He laughed at me as
I there sprawling laid
But quickly drove away.
Now the ground is white,
Go it while you're young,
Take the girls along
And sing this sleighing song.
Just bet a bob-tailed bay,
Two-forty as his speed,
Hitch him to an open sleigh
and crack! You'll take the lead.
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Song:Let It Snow! Let It Snow! Let It Snow!
Artist: Frank Sinatra
(Frank)
Oh The Weather Outside Is Frightful
But The Fire Is So Delightful
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've Brought Some Corn For Popping
The Lights Are Turned Down Low
Let It Snow, Let It Snow, Let It Snow
When We Finally Kiss Goodnight
How I'll Hate Going Out In A Storm
But If You Really Hold Me Tight
All The Way Home I'll Be Warm
The Fire Is Slowly Dying
And My Dear We're Still Goodbying
As Long As You Love Me So
Let It Snow, Let It Snow, Let It Snow
(Backup Voices)
He Doesn't Care If It's In Below
He's Sitting By The Fires Gloosy Glow
He Don't Care About The Cold And The Winds That Blow
He Just Says, Let It Snow, Let It Snow, Let It Snow
(Frank) Let It Snow!
(Backup Voices)
Oooooh Wee Goes The Storm
Why Should He Worry When He's Nice And Warm
His Girl By His Side And The Lights Turned Low
He Just Says, Let It Snow, Let It Snow
(Frank) I Don't Care!
(Instrumental)
(Frank)
The Weather Outside Is Frightful
But That Fire Is Ummm.. Delightful
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've Brought Lots Of Corn For Popping
The Lights Are Way Down Low
So Let It Snow, Let It Snow, Let It Snow
(Backup Voices) Let It Snow!
(Frank)
When We've Finally Say Goodnight
How I'll Hate Going Out In A Storm
But If You'll Only Hold Me Tight
All The Way Home I'll Be Warm
The Fire Is Slowly Dying
And My Dear We're Still Goodbying
Long As You Love Me So
Let It Snow, Let It Snow, Let It Snow!
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O Little Town Of Bethlehem/Joy To The World/White |
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Sleigh bells ring, are you listenin'
In the lane, snow is glistening
A beautiful sight, we're happy tonight
Walking in a Winter Wonderland
Gone away is the blue bird
In his place is the new bird
He's singing our song, as we go along
Walking in a Winter Wonderland
In the meadow we can build a snowman
Then pretend that he is Parson Brown
He'll say "Are you married ?", We'll say "No man,
But you can do the job when you're in town."
Later on, we'll conspire
As we dream by the fire
To face unafraid, the plans that we made
Walking in a Winter Wonderland
In the meadow we can build a snowman
And pretend that he's a circus clown
We'll have lots of fun with Mr.Snowman
Until the other kiddies knock him down
When it snows, ain't it thrillin'
Though you know, Though your nose gets a chillen
We'll frolick & play, the Eskimo way
Walking in a Winter Wonderland
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I've got my love to keep me warm, off with my overcoat, off with my glove,
I need no overcoat, I'm burning with love.
My heart's on fire, the flame goes higher, but I can weather the storm,
What do I care how much it may storm, I've got my love to keep me warm.
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silent night, holy night
all is calm, all is bright
round young virgin, mother and child
holy infant so tender and mild
sleeeep in heavanly peace
sleeep in heavanly peace
choir:
silent night, holy night
all is calm, all is bright
frank:
round young virgin mother and child
holy infant so tender and mild
sleeeep in heavanly peace
sleeep in heavanly peace
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We walk on every city street
We walk in lanes where branches meet
And stars send down their blessings from the blue.
We go through storms of doubt and fear
And so we walk from year to year
Believing in each other as we do.
Bravely marching forward two by two...
Boys and girls like you and me
Walk beneath the skies
They love just as we love
With the same dream in their eyes.
Songs and kings and many things
Have their day and are gone
But boys and girls like you and me
We go on and on.
Songs and kings and many things
Have their day and are gone
But boys and girls like you and me
We go on and on.
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Oh come all ye faithful,
joyful and triumphant,
Oh come ye, oh come ye to Bethlehem.
Come and behold him, born the king of angels,
Oh come let us adore him, oh come let us adore him
Oh come let us adore him, Christ the lord.
Sing, choirs of angels, sing with exultations,
Sing all ye citizens of heav'n above.
Glory to God, in the highest
Yea, Lord we greet thee,
born this happy morning,
Jesus, to thee be glory giv'n
Word of the father, now In flesh appearing
Adeste fideles, laete triumphantes
Venite, venite in Bethlehem.
Natum videte, Regem anglelorum
Venite adoremus
Venite adoremus,
venite adoremus,
Dominum
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Song: Have Yourself A Merry Little Christmas
Artist: Frank Sinatra
(Frank)
Have Yourself A Merry Little Christmas
Let Your Heart Be Light
From Now On Our Troubles Will Be Out Of Sight
(Backup Voices) Ahhhhhhh
Have Yourself A Merry Little Christmas (Merry Little Christmas)
Make The Utile Gay (Make The Utile Gay)
From Now On Our Troubles Will Be Miles Away
(Backup Voices) Ahhhhhhh
Here We Are As In Olden Days
Happy Golden Days Of Yours
Faithful Friends Who Are Dear To Us
Gather Near To Us Once More
Through The Years We All Will Be Together
If The Faiths Allow
Hang A Shining Star Upon The Highest Bar
And Have Yourself A Merry Little Christmas Night
(Backup Voices)
Here We Are As In Olden Days
Happy Golden Days Of Yours
Faithful Friends Who Are Dear To Us
Gather Near To Us Once More
(Frank)
Through The Years We All Will Be Together
If The Faiths Allow
Hang A Shining Star Upon The Hightest Bar
And Have Yourself A Merry Little Christmas Night
(Backup Voices) Ooooooohhhh, Merry Christmas, Merry Christmas
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I miss the thrill of grammar school romances
I miss the junior prom and graduation dances
The gossip in assembly hall
I'm homesick, that's all
I miss the gang that hangs around at Miller's
Devouring chocolate sodas, with those whipped cream fillers
The girl I promised I would call
I'm homesick, that's all
I miss the midnight services on Christmas Eve
And the joy when Christmas morning came
I miss the scramble for the wishbone every Sunday
And the big Thanksgiving football game
I miss the times I had to set the table
I miss the rolls my mother made when she was able
The fragrant bonfires in the fall
I'm homesick, that's all
I miss the times I had to set the table
I miss the rolls my mother made when she was able
The fragrant bonfires in the fall
I'm homesick, that's all
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Chestnuts roasting on an open fire
Jack Frost nipping at your nose
Yuletide carols being sung by a choir
And folks dressed up like eskimos
Everybody knows some 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 every mother's child is gonna spy
To see if reindeer really know how to fly
And so, I'm offering this simple phrase
To kids from one to ninety-two
Although its been said
Many times, many ways
Merry Christmas! Merry Christmas! Merry Christmas to You!
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Oh, by gosh, by golly
It's time for mistletoe and holly
Tasty pheasants, Christmas presents
Countrysides covered with snow
Oh, by gosh, by jingle
It's time for carols and Kris Kringle
Overeating, merry greetings
From relatives you don't know
Then comes that big night,
Giving the tree the trim
You'll hear voices by starlight
Singing a Yuletide hymn
Oh, by gosh, by golly
It's time for mistletoe and holly
Fancy ties an' granny's pies
An' folks stealin' a kiss or two
As they whisper, "Merry Christmas" to you
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