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(Charles Brown/Gene Redd)
Bells will be ringing
The glad, glad news
Oh, what a Christmas
To have the blues
My baby's gone
I have no friends
To wish me greetings
Once again
Choirs will be singing
"Silent Night"
Christmas carols
By candlelight
Please come home for Christmas
Please come home for Christmas
If not for Christmas
Then by New Year's Night
Friends and relations
Send salutations
Sure as the stars shine above
It's Christmas time, my dear
The time of year
To be, with the one you love
Then won't you tell me
You'll never more roam
Christmas and New Year's
Will find you home
There'll be no more sorrow
No grief and pain
Then I'll be happy, happy
Once again
short interlude
No more sorrow
No grief and pain
But I'll be happy
Christmas
Once again
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Words by Chappeau de Roquemaure
Translated by John S. Dwight
Oh holy night!
The stars are brightly shining
It is the night of the dear Savior's birth!
Long lay the world in sin and error pining
Till he appear'd and the soul felt its worth.
A thrill of hope the weary world rejoices
For yonder breaks a new and glorious morn!
Fall on your knees
Oh hear the angel voices
Oh night divine
Oh night when Christ was born
Oh night divine
Oh 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 come the wise men from Orient land
The King of Kings lay thus in lowly manger
In all our trials born to be our friend.
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 raise we,
Let all within us praise His holy name.
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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 on his sleigh
And every mother's child is gonna spy
To see if reindeer
really know how to fly.
And so I'm offering this simple phrase
To kids from one to ninety-two
Although it's been said
many times, many ways
Merry Christmas to you.
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Sammy Cahn, Jule Styne (c) 1945
Oh, the weather outside is frightful,
But the fire is so delightful,
And since we've no place to go,
Let it snow, let it snow, let it snow.
It doesn't show signs of stopping,
And I brought some corn for popping;
The lights are turned way down low,
Let it snow, let it snow, let it snow.
When we finally say good night,
How I'll hate going out in the storm;
But if you really hold me tight,
All the way home I'll be warm.
The fire is slowly dying,
And, my dear, we're still good-bye-ing,
But as long as you love me so.
Let it snow, let it snow, let it snow.
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Irving Berlin 1942
I'm dreaming of a white Christmas
Just like the ones I used to know
Where the treetops glisten
and children listen
To hear sleigh bells in the snow.
I'm dreaming of a white Christmas
With every Christmas card I write
May your days be merry and bright
And may all your Christmases be white.
I'm dreaming of a white Christmas
With every Christmas card I write
May your days be merry and bright
And may all your Christmases be white.
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Twas the night before Christmas all white with snow
I was lying back waiting for my baby to show
I was searching my mind for the right things to say
'Cause she had to leave the very next day
When out on the driveway I heard such a clatter
I dimmed all the lights and put on Clyde McPhatter
And she came to the doorway and she gave me a kiss
And the rest of the night went something like this.....
It was a night
Oo what a night it was, it really was
Such a night
The moon was bright
Oo how bright it was, it really was
Such a night
The night was alive
With the stars above
Oo when she kissed
I had to fall in love.
Oo it was a kiss
Oo what a kiss it was, it really was
Such a kiss
How she could kiss!
Oo what a kiss it was, it really was
Such a kiss
Just the thought of her lips sets me afire
I reminisce, I'm filled with desire.
And I gave my heart to her in sweet surrender (doo wah, doo wah)
Oh how I remember! (doo wah, doo wah)
I'll always remember...(doo wah, doo wah)
Oo that night
Oo what a night it was, it really was
Such a night
Came the dawn
And my heart and her love and the night were gone
But I know I'll never forget her kiss in the moonlight
Oo such a kiss
Oo such a night
And I gave my heart to her in sweet surrender (doo wah, doo wah)
Oh how I remember! (doo wah, doo wah)
I'll always remember (doo wah, doo wah)
Oo that night
Oo what a night it was, it really was
Such a night
Came the dawn
And my heart and her love and the night were gone
But I know I'll never forget her kiss in the moonlight
Oo such a kiss
Oo such a night
Well it's now Christmas morning And my baby's gone
So I light up the tree And turn the radio on
I sit down in my chair And let out a sigh
I sang Away in a Manager and Angels on High
Now my family and friends will soon knock on my door
So I'll say Merry Christmas to you and to yours
May your days be cheerful and your burdens be light
Oh but mostly I wish everyone Such a Night
Now she's gone, gone, gone
Yeah she's gone, gone, gone
And the dawn, dawn, dawn
And the night was gone
And my heart was gone
And her love was gone
And before the dawn
Oh oh oh
Such a night!!
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Oh little town of Bethlehem, how still we see thee lie
Above thy deep and dreamless sleep the silent stars go by
Yet in they dark streets shineth, the everlasting light
The hopes and fears of all the years are met in thee tonight.
For Christ is born of Mary, and gathered all above
While mortals sleep the angels keep their watch of wondering love
Oh morning stars together, proclaim the holy birth.
And praises sing to God the king, and peace to men on earth.
How silently, how silently, the wondrous gift is given
So God imparts to human hearts the blessings of his heaven
No ear may hear his coming, but in this world of sin
Where meek souls will receive him still, the dear Christ enters in.
Oh holy Child of Bethlehem, descend to us we pray
Cast out our sin and enter in, be born in us today
We hear the Christmas angels, the great glad tidings tell
O come to us, abide with us, our lord Emanuel.
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Silent night, holy night!
All is calm, all is bright.
Round yon Virgin, Mother and Child.
Holy infant so tender and mild,
Sleep in heavenly peace,
Sleep in heavenly peace.
Silent night, holy night!
Shepherds quake at the sight.
Glories stream from heaven afar
Heavenly hosts sing Alleluia,
Christ the Savior is born!
Christ the Savior is born.
Silent night, holy night!
Son of God love's pure light.
Radiant beams from Thy holy face
With dawn of redeeming grace,
Jesus Lord, at Thy birth.
Jesus Lord, at Thy birth.
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I'm a family man
I wasn't born to roam
But it seems like every Christmas time
It makes me farther from my home
I love singin' my song, but it get's me down
To hang my stockin' in some hotel
When the fat man comes to town
But, it's alright, it's gonna to be okay
This year I'll be home come a Louisiana Christmas day
Oh, mama, I'm gonna find a way
Your little boy comin' on home to the Louisiana Christmas day
Way up in the bayou there won't be snow
But my friends all invite my 'round
For a Christmas fay do-do
I'm gonna hop a plane or use my thumb
But you best believe I'll be ‘round that tree
When Christmas morning comes
Oooh, it's alright, it's gonna to be okay
Your little boy comin' on home to the Louisiana Christmas day
Your little boy comin' on home to the Louisiana Christmas day
But, it's alright (alright)
It's gonna be okay (gonna be okay)
I'll be home (I'll be home)
Come a Louisiana Christmas day
Oh, mama (mama), I'm gonna find a way (gonna find a way)
Yeah, I'll be home (I'll be home)
Come a Louisiana Christmas day
It's gonna be alright (alright)
It's gonna be okay (gonna be okay)
I'll be home (I'll be home)
Come a Louisiana Christmas day
Oh, mama (mama), I'm gonna find a way (gonna find a way)
Yeah, I'll be home (I'll be home)
For the Louisiana Christmas day
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Long years ago, on a deep winter night.
High in the heavens, a star shone bright.
While in the manger, a wee baby lay.
Sweetly asleep, on a bed of hay.
Jesus our lord, was that baby so small.
Lay down to sleep, in a humble stall.
Then came the star, and it stood over head.
Shedding its light, 'round his little head.
Dear baby Jesus, how tiny thou art.
I'll make a place, for thee in my heart.
And when the stars, in the heavens I see.
Ever and always, I'd think of thee...
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Bob B. Soxx & The Blue Jeans
(Douglas Furber / A. Emmett Adams)
The Bells of St. Mary,
Ah, hear they are calling,
The young loves, the true loves,
That come from the sea.
And so my beloved,
When red leaves are falling,
The love bells shall ring out,
The love bells shall ring out,
The love bells shall ring out,
For you and me.
The Bells of St. Mary,
Ah, hear they are calling,
The young loves, the true loves,
That come from the sea.
And so my beloved,
When red leaves are falling,
The love bells shall ring out,
The love bells shall ring out,
The love bells shall ring out,
For you and me.
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