. . .
|
|
Sleigh bells ring
Are you listening
In the lane
Snow is glistening
It's a beautiful sight
We're happy tonight
Walking in a winter wonderland
Gone away is the bluebird
And here to stay is a new bird
He sings a love song
As we go along
Walking in a winter wonderland
In the meadow we can build a snowman
And 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
Chorus
Later on
We'll conspire
As we dream by the fire
We'll face unafraid
The plans that we've made
Walking in a winter wonderland
In the meadow we can build a snowman
And pretend that he is Jim Ed Brown
We'll sing "Pop A Top" with Mr. Snowman
When chapel bells are ringing all around
Repeat Chorus 2x
Yeah we'll face unafraid
That plans that we've made
Walking in a winter wonderland
. . .
|
|
Chorus
Well, Santa looked a lot like daddy
Or daddy looked a lot like him
It's not the way I had him pictured
Santa was much too thin
He didn't come down the chimney
So mama must have let him in
Santa looked a lot like daddy
Or daddy looked a lot like him
Well, they thought I was fast a sleepin'
They thought that I was tucked in bed
They never thought I'd come a peepin'
Or that I'd hear what was said
Santa put his arm around mama
And mama put her arm around him
So if Santa Claus ain't daddy
Then I'm a gonna tell on him
Repeat Chorus
I never saw Dancer or Prancer
I never heard the sleigh bells ring
I never saw the red nosed reindeer
Like they show on the TV screen
But he sure brought a lot presents
So Santa Claus he must have been
Well, he sure looked a lot like daddy
Or daddy looked a lot like him.
Repeat Chorus 2x
Santa looked a lot like daddy
Or daddy looked a lot like him
. . .
|
|
I am dreamin' tonight of a place I love
Even more than I usually do
And although I know it's a long road back
I promise you
I'll be home for Christmas
You can count on me
Please have snow and mistletoe
And presents under the tree
Christmas Eve will find me
Where the love light gleams
I'll be home for Christmas
If only in my dreams
Christmas Eve will find me
Where the love light gleams
I'll be home for Christmas
If only in my dreams
If only in my dreams
. . .
|
|
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 baby awakes
But little Lord Jesus no crying he makes
I love thee, Lord Jesus look down from the sky
And stay by my cradle until 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
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 little Lord Jesus asleep on the hay
. . .
|
|
Well the reindeer pull the sleigh
And the elves make the toys
Those are the stories that are well known to all
Little girls and boys
But I've got another story
That I bet you haven't heard
Did you know that Santa
Has a secret agent bird
He's Penguin, James Penguin
That dapper little guy
Like a well dressed duck in a three piece tux
He's Santa's secret spy
Have you ever wondered
How Santa keeps tabs
How he knows when you've been good
How he knows when you've been bad
He's Penguin, James Penguin
That dapper little guy
Like a well dressed duck in a three piece tux
He's Santa's secret spy
From an undisclosed location
He's watching me and you
He's got satellite uplinks in his cufflinks
Yeah he sees everything you do
He's Penguin, James Penguin
That dapper little guy
Like a well dressed duck in a three piece tux
He's Santa's secret spy
Not so very long ago
Santa didn't need much help
But with more and more kids every year
He soon got overwhelmed
He told the elves one Christmas
We can't do this anymore
Then a knight in shining polyester
Waddled through his door
And it was Penguin, James Penguin
He was there to save the day
He had wireless
And GPS outfitted on the sleigh
And Santa said Penguin
Won't you be my ears and eyes
How'd you like to help me run
My SCFBI
He's Penguin, James Penguin
And now I guess you've heard
How Santa got his little Christmas
Secret Agent Bird
. . .
|
|
Wrapping paper everywhere
Stacked up dishes, but who cares
They can wait until tomorrow now
It's you and me, and this old couch
The Christmas tree in our living room
Fills the room with pine perfume
And colored lights dancing on the walls
While Nat King Cole sings "Deck The Halls"
Don't you get the sense tonight
That for now the world is right
And as another Christmas ends
My mind drifts and once again
I'm thinking like a six year old
Only 364 days to go
Max got his bike
I swear, that kid
He's got it parked right by his bed
Jenny sure loves her puppy too
I'm not sure just who walked who
Thanks for my robe, no that's ok
It looks better on you anyway
What is it about this time of year
That makes our troubles disappear
'Cause don't you get the sense tonight
That for now the world is right
And as another Christmas ends
My mind drifts and once again
I'm thinking like a six year old
Only 364 days to go
We can't avoid it
No way around it
Before too long we'll be
Either back to work back to school
Or just back to reality
Don't you get the sense tonight
That for now the world is right
And as another Christmas ends
My mind drifts and once again
I'm thinking like a six year old
Only 364 days to go
Be here before you know it
. . .
|
|
|
. . .
|
|
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 Hallelujah
Christ, the Saviour is born
Christ, the Saviour 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
Christ, the Saviour is born
Christ, the Saviour is born
. . .
|
|
It was a cold and dark December night
But a star still lit the sky
Away in a manger you heard a baby cry
It was the cry of the Son of God
A little baby boy
Born in that manger to bring the world joy
1st Chorus
So hush up little baby
You know not what you'll do
You'll bring the world peace and love
And teach them while you do
You have nothing to fear because you know
God is with you all the way
That little important baby
Born on Christmas day
Many people soon gathered round that tiny run down barn
They knew not of what they saw
Then came three all dressed in fancy robes, silks and furs
This was the first indication of the importance of his birth
2nd Chorus
So hush up little baby
You know not what you'll do
You'll bring the world peace and love
And teach them while you do
You have nothing to fear because you know
God will lead the way
That little important baby
Born on Christmas day
We expected a soldier to save us from our plight
All dressed in shiny armor, ready for a fight
But instead he sent a little baby boy
All filled with love happiness
To bring the world joy
3rd Chorus
So hush up little baby
You know not what you'll do
You'll bring the world peace and love
And teach them while you do
You have nothing to fear because you know
God will lead the way
That little important baby
Born on Christmas day
That little important baby
Born on Christmas day
. . .
|
|
City sidewalks, busy sidewalks
Dressed in holiday style
In the air
There's a feeling of Christmas
Children laughing
People passing
Meeting smile after smile
And on every street corner you'll hear
Silver bells, silver bells
It's Christmas time in the city
Ring-a-ling, hear them ring
Soon it will be Christmas day
Strings of streetlights
Even stop lights
Blink a bright red and green
As the shoppers rush home
With their treasures
Hear the snow crunch
See the kids bunch
This is Santa's big scene
And above all the bustle
You'll hear
Repeat Chorus
Silver bells, silver bells
Soon it will be Christmas day
Soon it will be Christmas day
. . .
|
|
(featuring the Kung Pao Buckaroos)
Written by: Brad Paisley/Frank Rogers
Well it's a Kung Pao Buckaroo holiday
Whatever you do watch what you say
If you're easily offended well that's ok
It's a completely non-offensive
And politically correct holiday
. . .
|
Switch to Russian 
