Angels From the Realms Of Glory
Words and Music: Public Domain

Angels from the realms of glory
Wing your flight o'er all the earth
Ye who sang creation's story
Now proclaim Messiah's birth

Come and worship come and worship
Worship Christ the newborn King

Shepherds in the field abiding
Watching o'er your flocks by night
God with us is now residing
Yonder shines the infant light

Sages leave your contemplations
Brighter visions beam afar
Seek the great Desire of nations
Ye have seen His natal star

Though an infant now we view Him
He shall fill His Father's throne
Gather all nations to Him
Every knee shall then bow down

All creation join in praising
God the Father Spirit Son
Evermore your voices raising
To the eternal Three in One

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Angels We Have Heard on High
Words and Music: Public Domain

Angels we have heard on high,
Sweetly singing o'er the plains!
And the mountains in reply,
Echoing their joyous strains!

Gloria in excelsis Deo
Gloria in excelsis Deo

Shepherds why this Jubilee,
Why your joyous strains prolong?
What the gladsome tidings be,
Which inspire your heavenly song?

Come to Bethlehem to see,
Him whose birth the angels sing!
Come adore on bended knee,
Christ the Lord the newborn King!

See him in a manger laid,
Whom the choirs of angels praise!
Mary, Joseph, lend your aid,
While our hearts in love we raise!

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Away in a Manger
Words and Music: Public Domain

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 you, Lord Jesus; look down from the sky,
And stay by my side until morning is nigh.

Be near me, Lord Jesus, I ask you to stay,
Close by me forever, and love me, I pray.
Bless all the dear children in your tender care,
And fit us for heaven, to live with you there.

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Blue Christmas
© 1957 Judy J. Olmsted Trust & Universal Polygram International Publishing, Inc. | Words and Music by Billy Hayes & Jay W. Johnson.

I’ll have a blue Christmas without you
I'll be so blue just thinking about you
Decorations of red, on a green Christmas tree
Won't be the same dear, if you're not here with me.

And when those blue snowflakes start falling,
That's when those blue memories start calling,
you'll be doing all right, with your Christmas of white,
But I'll have a blue, blue Christmas.

You'll be doing all right with your Christmas of white
But I'll have a blue, blue Christmas.

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Christmas (Baby Please Come Home)
© 1963 Mother Bertha Music, Universal Songs of Polygram International, Inc., Trio Music Company, ABKCO Music Inc.| Words and Music by Jeff Barry, Ellie Greenwich, Phil Spector

The snow's comin' down
I'm watchin' it fall
Lots of people around
Baby, please come home
 
The church bells in town
They're ringin' a song
What a happy sound
Baby, please come home
 
They're singin' 'deck the halls'
But it's not like Christmas at all
I remember when you were here
And all the fun we had last year
 
Pretty lights on the tree
I'm watchin' 'em shine
You should be here with me
Baby, please come home

They're singin' 'deck the halls'
But it's not like Christmas at all
I remember when you were here
And all the fun we had last year

If there was a way
I'd hold back these tears
But it's Christmas day
Please, please, please, please, please
Baby, please come home

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Come, Thou Long-Expected Jesus
Words and Music: Public Domain

Come, Thou long expected Jesus, born to set Thy people free;
From our fears and sins release us, let us find our rest in Thee.
Israel's strength and consolation, hope of all the earth Thou art;
Dear desire of every nation, joy of every longing heart.

Born Thy people to deliver, born a child and yet a King,
Born to reign in us forever, now Thy gracious Kingdom bring.
By Thine own eternal Spirit rule in all our hearts alone;
By Thine all sufficient merit, raise us to Thy glorious throne.

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Feliz Navidad
© 1970 J&H Publishing Co. | Words and Music by José Feliciano
 
Feliz Navidad, Feliz Navidad,
Feliz Navidad,
Prospero Año y Felicidad!

Feliz Navidad, Feliz Navidad,
Feliz Navidad,
Prospero Año y Felicidad!

I wanna wish you a Merry Christmas!
I wanna wish you a Merry Christmas!
I wanna wish you a Merry Christmas
From the bottom of my heart!

Feliz Navidad, Feliz Navidad,
Feliz Navidad,
Prospero Año y Felicidad!

Feliz Navidad, Feliz Navidad,
Feliz Navidad,
Prospero Año y Felicidad!

We wanna wish you a Merry Christmas!
We wanna wish you a Merry Christmas!
We wanna wish you a Merry Christmas
From the bottom of our hearts!

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Frosty the Snowman
© 1950 Anne Rachel Music Corp. | Words and Music by: Walter Rollins and Steve Nelson
 
Frosty the snowman
Was a jolly happy soul!
With a corncob pipe,
And a button nose,
And two eyes made out of coal.

Frosty the snowman
Is a fairy tale they say!
He was made of snow,
But the children know,
How he came to life one day.

There must have been some magic
In that old silk hat they found.
For when they placed it on his head,
He began to dance around!

Frosty the snowman
Was alive as he could be!
And the children say,
He could laugh and play,
Just the same as you and me.

Thumpity, thump, thump!
Thumpity, thump, thump,
Look at Frosty go!
Thumpity, thump, thump!
Thumpity, thump, thump,
Over the hills of snow!

Frosty the snowman
Knew the sun was hot that day!
So he said, ‘Let's run,
And we'll have some fun,
Now before I melt away!’

Down to the village,
With a broomstick in his hand,
Running here and there,
All around the square,
Saying, ‘Catch me if you can!’

He led them down the streets of town,
Right to the traffic cop.
And he only paused a moment when
He heard him holler, "Stop!"

For Frosty the snow man
Had to hurry on his way!
But he waved goodbye
Saying, ‘Don't you cry!
I'll be back again some day!’

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Go Tell It on the Mountain
Words and Music: Public Domain

Go tell it on the mountain,
Over the hills and everywhere;
Go tell it on the mountain
That Jesus Christ is born!

While shepherds kept their watching,
Over silent flocks by night.
Behold throughout the heavens,
There shone a holy light.

Down in a lowly manger,
Our humble Christ was born.
And God sent us salvation
That blessed Christmas morn.

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God Rest Ye Merry Gentlemen
Words and Music: Public Domain
 
 God rest ye merry gentlemen,
Let nothing you dismay;
Remember Christ our Savior
Was born on Christmas Day!
To save us all from Satan’s power,
When we were gone astray,
Oh tidings of comfort and joy,
Comfort and joy!
Oh tidings of comfort and joy!

From God our heavenly Father,
The blessed angel came;
And unto certain shepherds
Brought tidings of the same!
How that in Bethlehem was born,
The son of God by name,
Oh tidings of comfort and joy,
Comfort and joy!
Oh tidings of comfort and joy!

Fear not said the angel,
Let nothing you affright;
This day is born a Savior
Of the pure virgin bright!
To free all those who trust in him,
From Satan’s power and might,
Oh tidings of comfort and joy,
Comfort and joy!
Oh tidings of comfort and joy!

And when they came to Bethlehem,
Where our dear Savior lay;
They found him in the manger
Where oxen feed on hay!
His mother Mary kneeled down,
And to the Lord did pray,
Oh tidings of comfort and joy,
Comfort and joy!
Oh tidings of comfort and joy!

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Good King Wenceslas
Words and Music: Public Domain
 
Good King Wenceslas looked out
On the feast of Stephen,
When the snow lay round about,
Deep and crisp and even.
Brightly shown the moon that night,
Though the frost was cruel,
When a poor man came in sight,
Gathering winter fuel.

Hither, page, and stand by me,
If thou know’st it telling:
Yonder peasant, who is he?
Where and what his dwelling?
Sire, he lives a good league hence,
Underneath the mountain,
Right against the forest fence
By Saint Agnes’ fountain.

Bring me flesh, and bring me wine,
Bring me pine logs hither,
Thou and I will see him dine,
When we bear them thither.
Page and monarch, forth they went,
Forth they went together,
Through the rude wind's wild lament,
And the bitter weather.

Sire, the night is darker now,
And the wind blows stronger.
Fails my heart, I know not how -
I can go no longer.
Mark my footsteps good, my page,
Tread thou in them boldly:
Thou shalt find the winter's rage,
Freeze thy blood less coldly.

In his master's steps he trod,
Where the snow lay dinted.
Heat was in the very sod,
Which the Saint had printed.
Therefore, Christian men, be sure,
Wealth or rank possessing,
Ye who now will bless the poor,
Shall yourselves find blessing.

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Hark the Herald Angels Sing
Words and Music: Public Domain

Hark! The herald angels sing,
“Glory to the newborn King,
Peace on earth, and mercy mild,
God and sinners reconciled.”
Joyful, all ye nations, rise,
Join the triumph of the skies;
With angelic host proclaim,
“Christ is born in Bethlehem”
Hark! The herald angels sing,
“Glory to the newborn King.”

Christ, by highest heaven adored,
Christ, the everlasting Lord,
Late in time behold him come,
Offspring of a virgin's womb.
Veiled in flesh the Godhead see;
Hail, the incarnate deity,
Pleased as man with men to dwell,
Jesus, our Emmanuel!
Hark! The herald angels sing,
Glory to the newborn King.

Hail, the heaven-born Prince of peace!
Hail the Sun of righteousness!
Light and life to all he brings,
Risen with healing in his wings.
Mild he lays his glory by,
Born that man no more may die,
Born to raise the suns of earth,
Born to give them second birth.
Hark! The herald angels sing,
Glory to the newborn King.

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Have a Holly Jolly Christmas
© 1964 St. Nicholas Music, Inc. | Words and Music by Johnny Marks

Have a holly, jolly Christmas,
It's the best time of the year.
I don't know if there'll be snow,
But have a cup of cheer.

Have a holly, jolly Christmas,
And when you walk down the street,
Say hello to friends you know,
And everyone you meet.

Oh, ho, the mistletoe
Is hung where you can see,
Somebody waits for you,
Kiss her once for me.

Have a holly jolly Christmas,
And in case you didn't hear,
Oh by golly, have a holly jolly Christmas this year!

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Have Yourself a Merry Christmas 
© 1972 EMI Feist Catalog Inc. | Words and Music by Hugh Martin and Ralph Blaine

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 Yuletide gay;
From now on, our troubles will be miles away!

Here we are as in olden days,
Happy golden days of yore;
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;
So hang a shining star upon the highest bough,
And have yourself a merry little Christmas now!

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I Saw Three Ships
Words and Music: Public Domain
 
I saw three ships come sailing in,
On Christmas day, on Christmas day,
I saw three ships come sailing in,
On Christmas day in the morning.

And what was in those ships all three?
On Christmas day, on Christmas day,
And what was in those ships all three?
On Christmas day in the morning.

Our Saviour Christ and his lady,
On Christmas day, on Christmas day,
Our Saviour Christ and his lady,
On Christmas day in the morning.

Pray whither sailed those ships all three?
On Christmas day, on Christmas day,
Pray whither sailed those ships all three?
On Christmas day in the morning.

Oh, they sailed into Bethlehem,
On Christmas day, on Christmas day,
Oh, they sailed into Bethlehem,
On Christmas day in the morning.

And all the bells on earth shall ring,
On Christmas day, on Christmas day,
And all the bells on earth shall ring,
On Christmas day in the morning.

And all the Angels in Heaven shall sing,
On Christmas day, on Christmas day,
And all the Angels in Heaven shall sing,
On Christmas day in the morning.

And all the souls on earth shall sing,
On Christmas day, on Christmas day,
And all the souls on earth shall sing,
On Christmas day in the morning.

Then let us all rejoice, again,
On Christmas day, on Christmas day,
Then let us all rejoice, again,
On Christmas day in the morning.

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I Want a Hippopotamus for Christmas
© 1953 Folkways Music Publishers, Inc., Morris Edwin H. & Co, Inc.| Words and Music by John Rox

I want a hippopotamus for Christmas, only a hippopotamus will do
Don't want a doll, no dinky Tinker Toy
I want a hippopotamus to play with and enjoy
I want a hippopotamus for Christmas; I don't think Santa Claus will mind, do you?
He won't have to use our dirty chimney flue
Just bring him through the front door, that's the easy thing to do
 
I can see me now on Christmas morning, creeping down the stairs
Oh what joy and what surprise, when I open up my eyes
to see a hippo hero standing there
I want a hippopotamus for Christmas; Only a hippopotamus will do
No crocodiles, no rhinoceroses; I only like hippopotamuses
And hippopotamuses like me too
 
Mom says the hippo would eat me up, but then
Teacher says a hippo is a vegetarian
There's lots of room for him in our two-car garage
I'd feed him there and wash him there and give him his massage
I can see me now on Christmas morning, creeping down the stairs
Oh what joy and what surprise, when I open up my eyes
to see a hippo hero standing there
 
I want a hippopotamus for Christmas; Only a hippopotamus will do
No crocodiles, no rhinoceroseses; I only like hippopotamuseses
And hippopotamuses like me too

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It Came Upon a Midnight Clear
Words and Music: Public Domain

It came upon a midnight clear,
That glorious song of old,
From angels bending near the earth
To touch their harps of gold:
"Peace on the earth, good will to men,
From heaven'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 unfurled,
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.

And 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 prophet seen of old,
When with the ever-circling years
Shall come the time foretold:
When peace shall over all the earth
Its ancient splendors fling,
And the whole world send back the song,
Which now the angels sing!

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It’s Beginning to Look a Lot Like Christmas
© 1951 Frank Music Corp., Meredith Wilson Music | Words and Music by Meredith Wilson

It's beginning to look a lot like Christmas
Everywhere you go;
Take a look in the five-and-ten, glistening once again
With candy canes and silver lanes aglow.
It's beginning to look a lot like Christmas,
Toys in every store,
But the prettiest sight to see is the holly that will be
On your own  front door.
 
A pair of hopalong boots and a pistol that shoots
Is the wish of Barney and Ben;
Dolls that will talk and will go for a walk
Is the hope of Janice and Jen;
And Mom and Dad can hardly wait for school to start again.
 
It's beginning to look a lot like Christmas
Everywhere you go;
There's a tree in the Grand Hotel, one in the park as well,
It's the sturdy kind that doesn't mind the snow.
 
It's beginning to look a lot like Christmas;
Soon the bells will start,
And the thing that will make them ring is the carol that you sing
Right within   your heart.
It's beginning to look a lot like Christmas,
Toys in every store,
But the prettiest sight to see is the holly that will be
On your own  front door.
Sure it's Christmas once more.

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It’s the Most Wonderful Time of the Year
© 1963 Barnaby Music Corp. | Words and Music by Eddie Pola and George Wyle

It's the most wonderful time of the year
With the kids jingle belling and everyone telling you "Be of good cheer"
It's the most wonderful time of the year
 
It's the hap-happiest season of all
With those holiday greetings and gay happy meetings when friends come to call
It's the hap- happiest season of all
There'll be parties for hosting, marshmallows for toasting
And caroling out in the snow
There'll be scary ghost stories and tales of the glories of
Christmases long, long ago
 
It's the most wonderful time of the year
There'll be much mistle-toeing and hearts will be glowing
When loved ones are near
It's the most wonderful time of the year
 
There'll be parties for hosting, marshmallows for toasting
And caroling out in the snow
There'll be scary ghost stories and tales of the glories of
Christmases long, long ago
 
It's the most wonderful time of the year
There'll be much mistle-toeing and hearts will be glowing
When loved ones are near
It's the most wonderful time of the year

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Jingle Bell Rock
© 1957 Anne Rachel Music Corp. | Words and Music by Joe Beal and Jim Boothe
 
Jingle bell, jingle bell, jingle bell rock,
Jingle bells swing and jingle bells ring!
Snowing and blowing in bushels of fun,
Now the jingle hop has begun!

Jingle bell, jingle bell, jingle bell rock,
Jingle bells chime in jingle bell time!
Dancing and Prancing in Jingle Bell Square,
In the frosty air!

What a bright time, it's the right time,
To rock the night away!
Jingle bell time is a swell time,
To go gliding in a one-horse sleigh!

Giddy-up jingle horse, pick up your feet,
Jingle around the clock!
Mix and a-mingle in the jingling beat,
That's the jingle bell rock!

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Jingle Bells
Words and Music: Public Domain

Dashing through the snow,
In a one horse open sleigh,
O'er the fields we go,
Laughing all the way!
Bells on bob-tails ring,
Making spirits bright,
What fun it is to laugh and sing
A sleighing song tonight!

Oh, jingle bells, jingle bells,
Jingle all the way!
Oh, what fun it is to ride
In a one horse open sleigh!

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 got into a drifted bank
And there we got upsot.

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Joy to the World
Words and Music: Public Domain

Joy to the world, the Lord is come!
Let earth receive her King;
Let every heart prepare Him room,
And Heaven and nature sing,
And Heaven and nature sing,
And Heaven, and Heaven, and nature sing.

Joy to the world, the Savior reigns!
Let men their songs employ;
While fields and floods, rocks, hills and plains,
Repeat the sounding joy,
Repeat the sounding joy,
Repeat, repeat, the sounding joy.

No more let sins and sorrows grow!
Nor thorns infest the ground;
He comes to make His blessings flow,
Far as the curse is found,
Far as the curse is found,
Far as, far as, the curse is found.

He rules the world with truth and grace,
And makes the nations prove:
The glories of His righteousness,
And wonders of His love,
And wonders of His love,
And wonders, and wonders, of His love.
 
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Joyful, Joyful We Adore Thee
Words and Music: Public Domain

Joyful, joyful, we adore You,
God of glory, Lord of love;
Hearts unfold like flow'rs before You,
Op'ning to the sun above.
Melt the clouds of sin and sadness;
Drive the dark of doubt away;
Giver of immortal gladness,
Fill us with the light of day!

All Your works with joy surround You,
Earth and heav'n reflect Your rays,
Stars and angels sing around You,
Center of unbroken praise;
Field and forest, vale and mountain,
Flow'ry meadow, flashing sea,
Chanting bird and flowing fountain
Praising You eternally!    

Always giving and forgiving,
Ever blessing, ever blest,
Well-spring of the joy of living,
Ocean-depth of happy rest!
Loving Father, Christ our Brother,
Let Your light upon us shine;
Teach us how to love each other,
Lift us to the joy divine.

Mortals, join the mighty chorus,
Which the morning stars began;
God's own love is reigning o’er us,
Joining people hand in hand!
Ever singing, march we onward,
Victors in the midst of strife;
Joyful music leads us sunward
In the triumph song of life.
 
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Let It Snow! Let It Snow! Let It Snow!
© 1945 Cahn Music Co. and Producers Music Publishing Co. Inc. | Words and Music by Jule Styne and Sammy Cahn
 
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've brought some corn for popping.
The lights are turned way down low,
Let It Snow! Let It Snow! Let It Snow!

When we finally kiss goodnight,
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-by-ing.
But, as long as you love me so,
Let It Snow! Let It Snow! Let It Snow!
 
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Mary Did You Know?
Words and Music by Buddy Greene and Mark Lowry | © 1991, 1993 Word Music, LLC (a div. of Word Music Group, Inc.) | Rufus Music (Admin. by Capitol CMG Publishing)

Mary did you know, that your baby boy,
Would one day walk on water?
Mary did you know, that your baby boy,
Would save our sons and daughters?
Did you know, that your baby boy,
Has come to make you new?
This Child that you delivered,
Will soon deliver you!

Mary did you know, that your baby boy
Will give sight to the blind man?
Mary did you know, that your baby boy
Would calm a storm with His hand?
Did you know, that your baby boy
Has walked where angels trod,
And when you kiss your little baby,
You've kissed the face of God?

The blind will see, the deaf will hear,
The dead will live again,
The lame will leap, the dumb will speak
Praises of the Lamb?

Mary did you know, that your baby boy
Is Lord of all creation?
Mary did you know, that your baby boy
Will one day rule the nations?
Did you know, that your baby boy
Was Heaven's perfect Lamb?
And this sleeping Child you're holding,
Is the Great I Am!
 
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O Come All Ye Faithful
Words and Music: Public Domain

O come, all ye faithful, joyful and triumphant!
O come ye, O come ye to Bethlehem!
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!

True God of True God, Light from Light eternal,
Lo, he abhors not the virgin’s womb;
Son of the Father, begotten, not created;

Sing, choirs of angels, sing in exultation,
sing, all ye citizens of heaven above:
“Glory to God, all glory in the highest!”

Yea, Lord, we greet thee, born this happy morning;
Jesus, to thee be all glory given;
Word of the Father, now in flesh appearing;
 
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O Come O Come Emmanuel
Words and Music: Public Domain
 
O come, O come, Emmanuel,
And ransom captive Israel!
That mourns in lonely exile here,
Until the Son of God appear.

Rejoice! Rejoice! Emmanuel
Shall come to thee, O Israel.

O come, Thou Wisdom from on high,
Who orderest all things mightily!
To us the path of knowledge show,
And teach us in her ways to go.

O come, Thou Rod of Jesse, free,
Thine own from Satan’s tyranny!
From depths of hell Thy people save,
And give them victory over the grave.

O come, Thou Root of Jesse’s tree,
An ensign of Thy people be!
 Before Thee rulers silent fall,
All peoples on Thy mercy call.

O come, Thou Day-spring, come and cheer,
Our spirits by Thine advent here!
Disperse the gloomy clouds of night,
And death’s dark shadows put to flight.

O come, O Key of David, come
And open wide our heavenly home! Make safe the way that leads on high,
And close the path to misery.

O come, O come, great Lord of might,
Who to Thy tribes on Sinai’s height!
In ancient times once gave the law,
In cloud and majesty and awe.

O come, O King of nations, bind,
In one the hearts of all mankind!
Bid all our sad divisions cease,
And be yourself our King of Peace.
 
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O Holy Night
Words and Music: Public Domain

O 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 soul 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, 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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O Little Town of Bethlehem
Words and Music: Public Domain

Oh little town of Bethlehem, how still we see thee lie,
Above thy deep and dreamless sleep the silent stars go by.
Yet in thy 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 thy holy birth,
And praises sing to God the king, and peace to men on earth.

Oh little town of Bethlehem, how still we see thee lie,
Above thy deep and dreamless sleep the silent stars go by.
Yet in thy dark streets shineth, the everlasting light,
The hopes and fears of all the years are met in thee tonight.
 
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Rockin’ Around The Christmas Tree
© 1958 St. Nicholas Music, Inc. | Words and Music by John D. Marks
 
Rockin' around the Christmas tree
At the Christmas party hop.
Mistletoe hung where you can see
Every couple tries to stop.
Rockin' around the Christmas tree
Let the Christmas spirit ring.
Later we'll have some pumpkin pie
And we'll do some caroling.

You will get a sentimental feeling when you hear
Voices singing, “let's be jolly
Deck the halls with boughs of holly!”
Rockin' around the Christmas tree
Have a happy holiday.
Everyone dancin' merrily
In the new old-fashioned way!
 
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Rudolph the Red Nosed Reindeer
© 1949 St. Nicholas Music, Inc. | Words and Music by Johnny Marks
 
 You know Dasher and Dancer
And Prancer and Vixen,
Comet and Cupid
And Donner and Blitzen,
But do you recall
The most famous reindeer of all?

Rudolph the Red-Nosed Reindeer
Had a very shiny nose;
And if you ever saw it
You would even say it glows!
All of the other reindeer
Used to laugh and call him names;
They never let poor Rudolph
Join in any reindeer games!

Then one foggy Christmas Eve,
Santa came to say,
“Rudolph with your nose so bright,
Won't you guide my sleigh tonight?”

Then how all the reindeer loved him,
As they shouted out with glee,
Rudolph the red-nose Reindeer
You'll go down in history!
 
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Silent Night
Words and Music: Public Domain

Silent night, Holy night
All is calm, all is bright
Round yon virgin, mother and child
Holy infant, 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.

Silent night, Holy night
Shepherds quake, at the sight
Glories stream from heaven above
Heavenly hosts sing Alleluia,
Christ the Savior is born,
Christ the Savior is born.
 
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Silver Bells
© 1950 Sony ATV Harmony | Words and Music by Jay Livingston, Ray Evans

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 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 this bustle, you'll hear:
 
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The Christmas Song
© 1945, 1980 Edwin H. Morris & Company | Words and Music by Robert Wells and Mel Torme

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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The First Noel
Words and Music: Public Domain
 
The First Noel, the Angels did say,
Was to certain poor shepherds
In fields as they lay.
In fields where they
Lay keeping their sheep,
On a cold winter's night
That was so deep.

Noel, Noel, Noel, Noel
Born is the King of Israel!

They looked up and saw a star,
Shining in the East beyond them far.
And to the earth it gave great light,
And so it continued both day and night.

And by the light of that same star,
Three Wise men came from country far.
To seek for a King was their intent,
And to follow the star wherever it went.

This star drew nigh to the northwest,
O'er Bethlehem it took its rest.
And there it did both pause and stay,
Right o'er the place where Jesus lay.

Then entered in those Wise men three,
Full reverently upon their knee.
And offered there in His presence,
Their gold and myrrh and frankincense.

Then let us all with one accord,
Sing praises to our heavenly Lord.
That hath made Heaven and earth of naught,
And with his blood mankind has bought.
 
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The Twelve Days of Christmas
Words and Music: Public Domain
 
On the first day of Christmas
My true love sent to me:
A partridge in a pear tree.

On the second day of Christmas
My true love sent to me: Two turtle doves,
And a partridge in a pear tree.

On the third day of Christmas
My true love sent to me:
Three French hens, two turtle doves
And a partridge in a pear tree.

On the fourth day of Christmas
My true love sent to me: Four calling birds,
Three French hens, two turtle doves
And a partridge in a pear tree.

On the fifth day of Christmas
My true love sent to me:
Five golden rings, four calling birds,
Three French hens, two turtle doves
And a partridge in a pear tree.

On the sixth day of Christmas
My true love sent to me: Six geese a laying,
Five golden rings, four calling birds,
Three French hens, two turtle doves
And a partridge in a pear tree.

On the seventh day of Christmas
My true love sent to me:
Seven swans a swimming, six geese a laying,
Five golden rings, four calling birds,
Three French hens, two turtle doves
And a partridge in a pear tree.

On the eighth day of Christmas
My true love sent to me: Eight maids a milking
Seven swans a swimming, six geese a laying,
Five golden rings, four calling birds,
Three French hens, two turtle doves
And a partridge in a pear tree.

On the ninth day of Christmas
My true love sent to me:
Nice ladies dancing, eight maids a milking
Seven swans a swimming, six geese a laying,
Five golden rings, four calling birds,
Three French hens, two turtle doves
And a partridge in a pear tree.

On the tenth day of Christmas
My true love sent to me: Ten Lords a leaping,
Nice ladies dancing, eight maids a milking
Seven swans a swimming, six geese a laying,
Five golden rings, four calling birds,
Three French hens, two turtle doves
And a partridge in a pear tree.

On the eleventh day of Christmas
My true love sent to me:
Eleven pipers piping, ten Lords a leaping,
Nice ladies dancing, eight maids a milking
Seven swans a swimming, six geese a laying,
Five golden rings, four calling birds,
Three French hens, two turtle doves
And a partridge in a pear tree.

On the twelfth day of Christmas
My true love sent to me: Twelve drummers drumming
Eleven pipers piping, ten Lords a leaping,
Nice ladies dancing, eight maids a milking
Seven swans a swimming, six geese a laying,
Five golden rings, four calling birds,
Three French hens, two turtle doves
And a partridge in a pear tree.
 
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We Three Kings of Orient Are
Words and Music: Public Domain
 
We three kings of Orient are
Bearing gifts we traverse afar.
Field and fountain, moor and mountain,
Following yonder star.

O star of wonder, star of night,
Star with royal beauty bright,
Westward leading, still proceeding,
Guide us to thy perfect light.

Born a king on Bethlehem's plain,
Gold I bring to crown Him again,
King forever, ceasing never
Over us all to reign.

Frankincense to offer have I.
Incense owns a Deity nigh.
Prayer and praising all men raising,
Worship Him, God on high.

Myrrh is mine: Its bitter perfume
Breaths a life of gathering gloom.
Sorrow, sighing, bleeding, dying,
Sealed in a stone-cold tomb.

Glorious now behold Him arise,
King and God and Sacrifice.
Alleluia, alleluia!
Earth to heav'n replies.
 
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We Wish You a Merry Christmas
Words and Music: Public Domain

We wish you a Merry Christmas!
We wish you a Merry Christmas!
We wish you a Merry Christmas,
And a Happy New Year!

Good tidings we bring,
To you and your kin!
Good tidings of Christmas,
And a Happy New Year!

Now bring us some figgy pudding!
Now bring us some figgy pudding!
Now bring us some figgy pudding,
And a cup of good cheer!

We won't go until we get some!
We won't go until we get some!
We won't go until we get some,
So bring it right here!

So bring us some figgy pudding!
So bring us some figgy pudding!
So bring us some figgy pudding,
And bring it right here!

Good tidings we bring,
To you and your kin!
Good tidings of Christmas,
And a Happy New Year!
 
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What Child is This?
Words and Music: Public Domain

What child is this, who, laid to rest,
On Mary's lap is sleeping?
Whom angels greet with anthems sweet,
While shepherds watch are keeping?
This, this is Christ the King,
Whom shepherds guard and angels sing:
Haste, haste to bring Him laud,
The babe, the son of Mary.

Why lies He in such mean estate,
Where ox and donkeys are feeding?
Good Christians, fear, for sinners here
The silent Word is pleading.
Nails, spears shall pierce him through,
the cross he bore for me, for you.
Hail, hail the Word made flesh,
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.
Raise, raise a song on high,
The virgin sings her lullaby
Joy, joy for Christ is born,
The babe, the Son of Mary.
 
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White Christmas
© 1942 Berlin Irving Music Co. | Words and Music by Irving Berlin

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.
 
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Winter Wonderland
© 1934 W.B. Music Corp. | Words by: Richard B. Smith, Music by: Felix Barnard
 
Sleigh bells ring,
Are you listening?
In the lane,
Snow is glistening.
A beautiful sight,
We're happy tonight
Walking in a winter wonderland

Gone away, is the blue bird.
Here to stay, is the 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.

Later on, we'll conspire.
As we dream, by the fire,
To face unafraid,
The plans that we've made,
Walking in a winter wonderland.

Gone away, is the blue bird.
Here to stay, is the new bird.
He sings a love a song,
As we go along,
Walking in a winter wonderland.

In the meadow,
We can build a snowman,
And pretend that he's a circus clown.
We'll have lots of fun
With Mr. Snowman,
Until the other kiddies
Knock them down.

When it snows, ain't it thrilling!
Though your nose, gets a chilling,
We'll frolic and play,
The Eskimo way,
Walking in a winter wonderland,
Walking in a winter wonderland.
 
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You're A Mean One, Mr. Grinch
© 1966 Dr. Seuss Enterprises and EMI Robbins Catalog, Inc. | Words by T.G. Seuss, Music by Albert Hague
 
You're a mean one, Mr. Grinch,
You really are a heel!
You're as cuddly as a cactus,
You're as charming as an eel,
Mr. Grinch.
You're a bad banana
With a greasy black peel!

You're a monster, Mr. Grinch.
Your heart's an empty hole!
Your brain is full of spiders,
You've got garlic in your soul,
Mr. Grinch.
I wouldn't touch you with a thirty-nine-and-a-half foot pole!

You're a vile one, Mr. Grinch,
You have termites in your smile!
You have all the tender sweetness,
Of a seasick crocodile,
Mr. Grinch.
Given the choice between the two of you, I'd take the seasick crocodile!

You're a foul one, Mr. Grinch.
You're a nasty wasty skunk!
Your heart is full of unwashed socks,
Your soul is full of gunk,
Mr. Grinch.
The three words that best describe you are as follows, and I quote:
"Stink! Stank! Stunk!"
 
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