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Said the night wind to the little lamb
Do you see what I see
Way up in the sky little lamb
Do you see what I see
A star, a star
Dancing in the night
With a tail as big as a kite
With a tail as big as a kite
Said the little lamb to the shepherd boy
Do you hear what I hear
Ringing through the sky shepherd boy
Do you hear what I hear
A song, a song
High above the tree
With a voice as big as the sea
With a voice as big as the sea
Said the shepherd boy to the mighty king
Do you know what I know
In your palace wall mighty king
Do you know what I know
A child, a child
Shivers in the cold
Let us bring him silver and gold
Let us bring him silver and gold
Said the king to the people everywhere
Listen to what I say
Pray for peace people everywhere
Listen to what I say
The child, the child
Sleeping in the night
He will bring us goodness and light
He will bring us goodness and light
The child, the child
Sleeping in the night
He will bring us goodness and light
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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 far away
Here we are as in golden days
Happy golden days of your
Faithful friends who are dear to us
Gather near to us once more
Through the years we all will be together
If the fates allow
Hang a shining star up on the highest bough
And have yourself a merry little Christmas now
Choir:
Here we are as in olden days
Happy golden days of your
Martina:
Faithful friends who are dear to us
Gather near to us once more
Through the years, we all will be together
If the fates allow
Hang a shining star
Up on the highest bough
And have yourself a merry little Christmas now
And have yourself a merry little Christmas now
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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
Oh, it doesn't show signs of stopping
And I bought 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 hate going out in the storm
But if you really hold me tight
All the way home I'll be warm
Oh, the fire is slowly dying
And my dear we're still good-bying
But as long as you love me so
Let it snow, let it snow, let it snow
Let it snow, let it snow, let it snow
Let it snow, let it snow, let it snow
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O COME ALL YA FAITHFUL
JOYFUL AND TRIUMPHANT
O COME YE
O COME YE
TO BETHLEHAM
COME AND BEHOLD HIM
BORN THE KING OF ANGELS
O COME LET US ADORE HIM
O COME LET US ADORE HIM
O COME LET US ADORE HIM
CHRIST THE LORD.
SING CHOIRS OF ANGELS
SING IN EXULTATION
O SING ALL YE CITIZENS
OF HEAVEN ABOVE
GLORY TO GOD
GLORY IN HIGHEST
O COME LETS US ADORE HIM
O COME LET US ADORE HIM
O COME LET US ADORE HIM
CHRIST THE LORD
O COME ALL YE FAITHFUL
JOYFUL AND TRIUMPHANT
O COME YE
O COME YE
TO BETHLEHAM
O COME AND BEHOLD HIM
BORN THE KING OF ANGELS
O COME LET US ADORE HIM
O COME LET US ADORE HIM
O COME LET US ADORE HIM
CHRIST THE LORD
O COME LET US ADORE HIM
CHRIST THE LORD
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Chestnuts roasting on an open fire
Jack Frost nipping at your nose
Yuletide carols being sung by a choir
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 bringing 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
Choir:
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
Merry Christmas, Merry Christmas
Merry Christmas to you
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O holy night
The stars are brightly shining
It is the night of our dear Savior's birth
Long lay the world in sin and error pining
Till he appeared
And the soul felt it's worth
The thrill of hope
The weary world rejoices
For yonder brinks a new and glorious morn
Fall on your knees
O hear the angel voices
O night divine
O night when Christ was born
O night divine
O night, o night divine
O holy night
The stars are brightly shining
It is the night of our dear Savior's birth
Long lay the world
In sin and error-pining
Till he appeared
And the soul felt it's worth
The thrill of hope
The weary world rejoices
For yonder brinks
A new and glorious morn
Fall on your knees
O hear the angel voices
O night divine
O night when Christ was born
O night divine
O night, o night divine
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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 street lights, even stop lights
Blink of 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
Silver bells
Silver bells
It's Christmas time in the city
Ring-a-ling, hear them ring
Soon it will be Christmas Day
Soon it will be Christmas Day
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Away in a manger
No crib for a bed
The little Lord Jesus
Lay down his sweet head
The stars in the sky
Look down where lay
The little Lord Jesus
Asleep in the hay
The cattle are lowing
The poor baby wakes
But little Lord Jesus
No crying he makes
I love thee Lord Jesus
Look down from the sky
And stay by my cradle
Till morning is nigh
Choir:
Away in a manger
No crib for a bed
The little Lord Jesus
Lay down his sweet head
The stars in the heavens
Look down where he lay
The little Lord Jesus
Asleep on the hay
Martina:
The cattle are lowing
The poor baby wakes
But little lord Jesus no crying he makes
I love thee Lord Jesus
Look down from on high
And stay by my cradle
Till morning is nigh
And stay by my cradle
Till morning is nigh
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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 around
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 sleigh bells in the snow
I'm dreaming of a white Christmas
With every Christmas card around
May your days be merry and bright
And may all your Christmases be white
And may all your Christmases be white
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What child is this
Who lay to rest
On Mary's lap is sleeping
Whom angels greet with anthem sweet
While shepherds watch our keeping
This, this is Christ the King
Whom shepherds guard and angels sing
Haste, haste to bring him grace
The babe, the son of Mary
So bring him incense, gold and myrrh
Come peasant King to own him
The King of Kings salvation brings
Let loving hearts enthrone him
This, this is Christ the King
Whom shepherds guard and angels sing
Haste, haste to bring him grace
The babe, the son of Mary
This, this is Christ the King
Whom shepherds guard and angels sing
Haste, haste to bring him grace
The babe, the son of Mary
The babe, the son of Mary
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I'll be home for Christmas
You can count on me
Please have snow and mistletoe
And presents on the tree
Christmas Eve will find me
With a love like me
I'll be home for Christmas
If only in my dreams
Choir:
I'll be home for Christmas
There'll be snow and mistletoe
Christmas Eve will find me
With a love like me
I'll be home for Christmas
If only in my dreams
If only in my dreams
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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
Glory streams from heaven above
Heavenly hosts sing 'Alleluja'
Christ the Savior is born
Christ the Savior is born
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
Sleep in heavenly peace
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