Christmas Song Book 2018

2018 Christmas Song Book We hope you enjoy this collection of Christmas songs.

From the Victoria Times Colonist to our valued readers and advertisers — Wishing you the merriest Christmas ever!

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Jingle Bells

Dashing through the snow, in a one-horse open sleigh, Over the fields we go, laughing all the way.

Bells on bob-tails ring, making spirits bright, What fun it is to ride and sing a sleighing song tonight.

Jingle bells, jingle bells, jingle all the way!

O what fun it is to ride in a one-horse open sleigh.

Jingle bells, jingle bells, jingle all the way!

O 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; He got into a drifted bank and we got upsot Jingle bells, jingle bells, jingle all the way!

O what fun it is to ride in a one-horse open sleigh.

Jingle bells, jingle bells, jingle all the way!

O what fun it is to ride in a one-horse open sleigh.

By James Lord Pierpont (1822–1893).

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We wish you a merry Christmas

We wish you a merry Christmas, We wish you a merry Christmas, We wish you a merry Christmas and a happy new year!

CHORUS: Good tidings we bring to you and your kin; Good tidings for Christmas and a happy new year!

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Oh, bring us a figgy pudding, Oh, bring us a figgy pudding, Oh, bring us a 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 some out here.

CHORUS

CHORUS Author unknown, 16th Century, England.

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Jolly Old Saint Nicholas

Jolly old Saint Nicholas, Lean your ear this way!

Don’t you tell a single soul What I’m going to say: Christmas Eve is coming soon, Now, you dear old man Whisper what you’ll bring to me, Tell me if you can.

When the clock is striking twelve, When I’m fast asleep Down the chimney, broad and black, With your pack you’ll creep

All the stockings you will find Hanging in a row Mine will be the shortest one, You’ll be sure to know Bobby wants a pair of skates, Suzy wants a sled Nellie wants a picture book, Yellow, blue, and red Now I think I’ll leave to you What to give the rest Choose for me, dear Santa Claus — You will know the best!

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Away in a Manger

Away in a manger, No crib for His bed The little Lord Jesus Laid down His sweet head

I love Thee, Lord Jesus Look down from the sky And stay by my side, ’Til morning is nigh.

The stars in the bright sky Looked down where He lay The little Lord Jesus Asleep on the hay

Be near me, Lord Jesus, I ask Thee to stay Close by me forever And love me I pray

The cattle are lowing The poor Baby wakes But little Lord Jesus No crying He makes

Bless all the dear children In Thy tender care And take us to heaven To live with Thee there.

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Oh, Christmas Tree

Oh, Christmas tree, oh Christmas tree Thy leaves are so unchanging Oh, Christmas tree, oh Christmas tree Thy leaves are so unchanging Not only green when summer’s here But also when it’s cold and drear Oh, Christmas tree, oh Christmas tree Thy leaves are so unchanging

Oh, Christmas tree, oh Christmas tree You’ll ever be unchanging A symbol of goodwill and love You’ll ever be unchanging Each shining light, each silver bell No one alive spreads cheer so well Oh, Christmas tree, o, Christmas tree You’ll ever be unchanging.

Oh, Christmas tree, oh Christmas tree Such pleasure do you bring me Oh, Christmas tree, oh Christmas tree Such pleasure do you bring me For every year this Christmas tree Brings to us such joy and glee Oh, Christmas tree, oh Christmas tree Such pleasure do you bring me

O Christmas Tree (O Tannenbaum)

By Ernst Anschütz, 1824.

Come they told me Pa rum pum pum pum A new born King to see Pa rum pum pum pum

Our finest gifts we bring Pa rum pum pum pum To lay before the King Pa rum pum pum pum, rum pum pum pum, rum pum pum pum So to honor Him Pa rum pum pum pum When we come Little baby Pa rum pum pum pum I am a poor boy, too Pa rum pum pum pum I have no gift to bring Pa rum pum pum pum That’s fit to give our King

Pa rum pum pum pum, rum pum pum pum, rum pum pum pum Shall I play for you Pa rum pum pum pum On my drum

Mary nodded Pa rum pum pum pum The ox and lamb kept time Pa rum pum pum pum I played my drum for Him Pa rum pum pum pum I played my best for Him Pa rum pum pum pum, rum pum pum pum, rum pum pum pum Then He smiled at me Pa rum pum pum pum Me and my drum

By Katherine Kennicott Davis, 1941.

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Good King Wenceslas

Good King Wenceslas looked out On the feast of Stephen When the snow lay round about Deep and crisp and even Brightly shone the moon that night Though the frost was cruel When a poor man came in sight Gath’ring 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.”

“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, my good page Tread thou in them boldly Thou shalt find the winter’s rage Freeze thy blood less coldly.”

“Bring me flesh and Bring me wine, Bring me pine logs hither Thou and I will see him dine When we bear him thither.”

Page and monarch forth they went Forth they went together Through the rude wind’s wild lament And the bitter weather.

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 Author John Mason Neale, 1853.

Winter Wonderland

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 bluebird, here to stay is a new bird.

He sings a love song As we go along, walking in a winter wonderland!

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In the meadow We can build a snowman, Then 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!

In the meadow we can Build a snowman, And pretend that He’s a circus clown We’ll have lots of fun With mister snowman, Until the other kids Knock him down.

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!

By Felix Bernard and Richard B. Smith, 1934.

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Chestnuts Roasting on an Open Fire Chestnuts roasting on an open fire, Jack Frost nipping on your nose, Yuletide 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 going to 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 its been said many times, many ways, A very Merry Christmas to you Songwriters: Robert Wells; Mel Tormé, 1945.

Let it Snow!

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!

It doesn’t show signs of stopping, And I’ve 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 goodnight, How I’ll hate going out in the storm!

But if you’ll really hold me tight, All the way home I’ll be warm.

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!

Written by lyricist Sammy Cahn and composer Jule Styne, 1945.

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Frosty the Snowman Frosty the Snowman Was a jolly happy soul With a corncob pipe And a button nose And his eyes made out of coal

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!

Frosty the Snowman Made the children laugh and play And were they surprised when Before their eyes He came to life that 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

Frosty the Snowman Had to hurry on his way But he waved goodbye Saying don’t you cry I’ll be back again some day Thumpety thump thump Thumpety thump thump Look at Frosty go Thumpety thump thump Thumpety thump thump Over the hills of snow!

Songwriters: Jack Rollins / Steve Nelson

Deck the Halls

Deck the halls with boughs of holly Fa-la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la ‘Tis the season to be jolly Fa-la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la Don we now our gay apparel Fa-la-la, la-la-la, la-la-la Troll the ancient Yule-tide carol Fa-la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la Fa-la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la Fa-la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la Fa-la-la, la-la-la, la-la-la Fa-la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la See the blazing Yule before us Fa-la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la

Frosty the Snowman Knew the sun was hot that day So he said let’s run And we’ll have fun Now before I melt away

Strike the harp and join the chorus Fa-la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la

So down to the village With a broomstick in his hand Running here and there All around the square Saying catch me if you can

While I tell of Yule-tide treasure Fa-la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la Fa-la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la!

Follow me in merry measure Fa-la-la, la-la-la, la-la-la

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Silent Night 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 Alleluia!

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.

Original German lyrics by Joseph Mohr, 1816.

Melody by Franz Xaver Gruber, 1818.

Translated to English by John Freeman Young, 1859

Rudolph the Red-nosed Reindeer

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!

Popularly known as “Santa’s ninth reindeer”, created by Robert Lewis May in 1939.

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Santa Claus is Coming to Town You better watch out, you better not cry.

Better not pout, I’m telling you why — Santa Claus is comin’ to town, gather ‘round.

And curly head dolls that cuddle and coo, Elephants, boats and kiddy cars too.

Santa Claus is comin’ to town.

You better watch out! You better not cry.

You better not pout, I’m telling you why — Santa Claus is comin’ to town!

He’s making a list, and checking it twice; He’s gonna find out who’s naughty and nice.Santa Claus is comin’ to town.

The kids and girls in boy land Will have a jubilee.

They’re gonna build a toy land town All around the Christmas tree.

You mean, the big fat man with the long white beard? He’s 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.

You better watch out! You better not cry!

Better not pout, I’m telling you why — Santa Claus is comin’ to town.

He sees you when you’re sleepin’ And he knows when you’re awake.

He knows when you’ve been bad or good, So be good for goodness sake!

Little tin horns, little tin drums Rudy-toot-toot and rummy tum tums Santa Claus is comin’ to town.

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I Saw Three Ships

Blackmore’s Night 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.

Wither sailed those ships all three On Christmas Day, on Christmas Day Wither sailed those ships all three On Christmas Day in the morning.

Oh they sailed into Bethlehem On Christmas Day, on Christmas Day 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.

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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.

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.

Published by William Sandys, 1833.

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Just hear those sleigh bells jingling, ring-ting tingling, too!

Come on, it’s lovely weather for a sleigh ride together with you.

Sleigh Ride

Outside the snow is falling and friends are calling “Yoo hoo,” Come on, it’s lovely weather for a sleigh ride together with you.

Giddy yap, giddy yap, giddy yap, let’s go, Let’s look at the show, We’re riding in a wonderland of snow.

Giddy yap, giddy yap, giddy yap, it’s grand, Just holding your hand, We’re gliding along with a song of a wintry fairy land.

Our cheeks are nice and rosy and comfy cozy are we We’re snuggled up together like two birds of a feather would be Let’s take that road before us and sing a chorus or two Come on, it’s lovely weather for a sleigh ride together with you.

There’s a birthday party at the home of Farmer Gray It’ll be the perfect ending a perfect day We’ll be singing the songs we love to sing without a single stop, At the fireplace while we watch the chestnuts pop. Pop! pop! pop!

Do you hear what I hear?

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 child, a child Shivers in the cold Let us bring him silver and gold Let us bring him silver and gold.

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 king to the People everywhere Listen to what I say!

Pray for peace people everywhere.

Listen to what I say!

Said the little lamb to the shepard boy Do you hear what I hear — Ringing through the sky, shepard 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 shepard boy To the mighty king Do you know what I know?

In your palace wall mighty king Do you know what I know?

The child, the child Sleeping in the night He will bring us goodness and light He will bring us goodness and light Written by Noël Regney.

Music by Gloria Shayne, 1962.

There’s a happy feeling nothing in the world can buy, When they pass around the chocolate and the pumpkin pie, It’ll nearly be like a picture print

by Currier and Ives, These wonderful things are the things we remember all through our lives! of a wintry fairy land.

Our cheeks are nice and rosy and comfy cozy are we.

We’re snuggled up together like two birds of a feather would be.

Let’s take that road before us and sing a chorus or two, Come on, it’s lovely weather for a sleigh ride together with you!

Composed by Leroy Anderson, 1948.

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My Favorite Things Raindrops on roses and whiskers on kittens, bright copper kettles and warm woolen mittens, brown paper packages tied up with strings, these are a few of my favorite things.

Cream colored ponies and crisp apple strudels, door bells and sleigh bells and schnitzel with noodles.

Wild geese that fly with the moon on their wings. these are a few of my favorite things.

Girls in a white dresses with a blue satin sashes, snowflakes that stay on my nose and eyelashes, silver white winters that melt into springs, these are a few of my favorite things.

When the dog bites, when the bee stings, when I’m feeling sad, I simply remember my favorite things, and then I don’t feel so bad.

Sung by Julie Andrews in the 1965 movie, The Sound of Music.

Music and lyrics by Richard Rodgers and Oscar Hammerstein.

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The red squirrel, or Eurasian red squirrel, is a species of tree squirrel in the genus Sciurus, common throughout Eurasia.

About the Photographer Geert Weggen is a Swedish/ Dutch national and an internationally awarded nature photographer. He has worked extensively with wild squirrels and birds over the past several years. In 2013, he became a full time photographer.

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The red squirrel is an arboreal, omnivorous rodent. In Great Britain, Ireland and in Italy, numbers have decreased drastically in recent years.

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Angels we have heard on high

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

Come to Bethlehem and see Christ Whose birth the angels sing; Come, adore on bended knee, Christ the Lord, the newborn King.

Gloria, in excelsis Deo! Gloria, in excelsis Deo!

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?

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

Gloria, in excelsis Deo! Gloria, in excelsis Deo!

Gloria, in excelsis Deo! Gloria, in excelsis Deo!

By James Chadwick, Bishop of Hexham Newcastle, 1862.

What child is this?

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!

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 the song on high!

The virgin sings her lullaby.

Joy! joy! for Christ is born, The babe, the son of Mary!

Why lies He in such mean estate Where ox and ass are feeding?

Good Christian, fear: for sinners here The silent Word is pleading.

Nails, spear shall pierce him through, The Cross be borne for me, for you; Hail, hail the Word Made Flesh, The babe, the son of Mary!

Lyrics by William Chatterton Dix, 1865.

The melody is the traditional English tune, Greensleeves.

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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.

Twelve Days of Christmas

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: Nine 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.

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, nine 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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On the twelfth day of Christmas my true love sent to me: Twelve drummers drumming, eleven pipers piping, ten lords a-leaping, nine 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!

Traditional with additions by Frederic Austin, c. 1780.

On the tenth day of Christmas my true love sent to me: Ten lords a-leaping, nine ladies dancing, eight maids a-milking,

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Joy to the World 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, wonders, of His love!

Lyrics by Isaac Watts, first published in 1719.

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