Frank Sinatra Album

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
Just like the ones I used to know)

Where the treetops glisten and children listen
To hear those 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

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.

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

Adeste fideles, laete triumphantes
Venite, venite in Bethlehem.
Natum videte, Regem anglelorum
Venite adoremus
Venite adoremus,
venite adoremus,
Dominum.

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

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.

It came upon the midnight 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
And still their heavenly music floats, O'er all the weary world.
Above its sad and lowly plains they bend on hovering wing
And ever o'er its Babel sounds the blessed angels sing.

O ye, beneath life's crushing load, whose forms are bending low
Who toil along the climbing way with painful steps and slow
Look now for glad and golden hours come swiftly on the wing
O rest beside the weary road and hear the angels sing.

For lo the days are hastening on, by prophets seen of old
When with the ever circling years shall come the time foretold
When the new heaven and earth shall own the prince of peace their King
And the whole world send back the song which now the angels sing.

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

You better watch out, you better
not cry
You better not pout, I'm telling
you why
Santa Claus is comin' to town
Santa Claus is comin' to town
Santa Claus is comin', 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
Santa Claus is comin' to town
Santa Claus is comin' , comin' to town
He sees you when you're sleeping
he knows when you're awake
he knows if you've been bad or good
So be good for goodness sake
You better watch out, you better
not cry
You better not pout, I'm telling
you why
Santa Claus is comin' to town
Santa Claus is comin' to town
Santa Claus is comin', comin' to town
He sees you when you're sleeping
he knows when you're awake
he knows if you've been bad or good
So be good for goodness sake
You better watch out, you better
not cry
You better not pout, I'm telling
you why
Santa Claus is comin' to town
Santa Claus is comin' to town
Santa Claus is comin', comin' to town