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Chestnuts roastin' on an open fire
Jack Frost nippin' at your nose Yuletide carols being sung by a choir And folks dressed up like Eskimos Everybody knows A turkey and some mistletoe will help to make the season bright Tiny tots with their eyes all a-glow will find it hard to sleep tonight They know that Santa's on his way He's loaded lots of toys an' 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! 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! Music by Mel Torme with lyrics by Robert Wells, 1946 |
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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 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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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 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 " |
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I've traveled far, the land and the sea
Beautiful places I happened to be One little town I'll never forget Is Lourdes, the village of Saint Bernadette Ava, ava, ava Maria Ava, ava, ava Maria There like a dream this wonderful night I gazed at the grotto aglow in the light A feeling divine swept over me there I fell to my knees as I whispered the prayer Ava, ava, ava Maria Ava, ava, ava Maria Now I am home I'm happy to be Telling of places I've traveled to see One little town I'll never forget Is Lourdes, the village of St. Bernadette Ava, ava, ava Maria Ava, ava, ava Maria Ava, ava, ava Maria Ava, ava, ava Maria Transcribed by Randy S. McFall |
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May each day of the week be a good day,
May the Lord always watch over you, And may all of your hopes turn to wishes, And may all of your wishes come true. May each day of the month be a good day, May you make friends with each one you meet, And may all of your day dreams be mem'ries, And may all of your mem'ries be sweet. Bridge: The weeks turn to months, and the months into years, There'll be sadness and joy, there'll be laughter and tears. But one thing I pray to the Heavens above: May each of your days be a day full of love. May each day in the year be a good day, May each dawn find you happy and gay, And may all of your days be as lovely As the one you share with me today. May each day in your life be a good day, And good night |
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