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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.
We're dashing through the snow
In a one-horse open sleigh
All the fields we go
Laughing all the way.
Bells on bob-tail ring
Making spirits bright
Oh what fun it is to 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 ran into a drifted bank
And there we got upsot.
"Upsot"?
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.
Dashing through, the fields of white
On this happy Christmas night
Off we go through the snow
Bells are ringing, but we're singing
Jingle bells, jingle bells
Jingle bells, Jingle bells Jing jangle
Jingle bells, Jingle bells Jing jangle
Jingle bells, Jingle bells Jing jangle
Jingle bells, Jingle bells Jing jangle
JJJJJJJingle bells, JJJJJJangle bells
JJJJ al the way
Jingle all the way,
In a one-horse open sleigh
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Christmas' future is far away
Christmas' past is passed
Christmas' present is here today
Bringing joy that will last
Have yourself a merry little christmas
Let your hearts be light
From now on our troubles will be out of sight
Have yourself a merry little christmas
Make the yule time gay
From now on our troubles will be miles away
Here we are as in olden days
Happy golden days of yoke
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 upon the highest bow
(hang a shining star)
And have yourself a merry little christmas now
(have yourself a merry little christmas now...)
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(Although it's been said
Many times, many ways
Merry Christmas to you...)
Chestnuts roasting on an open fire
Jack Frost nipping at 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
We'll find it hard to sleep tonight
They know that Santa's on his way
He's loaded lots of toy and goodies on his sleigh
And every mother's child is gonna spy
To see if reindeers really know how to fly
And so I'm offering this simple phrase
To kids from one to 92
Although it's been said
Many times, many ways
Merry Christmas to you
They know that Santa's on his way
He's loaded lots of toy and goodies on his sleigh
And every mother's child is gonna spy
To see if reindeers really know how to fly
So I'm offering this simple phrase
To kids from one to 92
Although it's been said
Many times, many ways
Merry Christmas
Merry Christmas
Merry Christmas to you...
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The sun is shining, the grass is green
The orange and palm tree sway
There's never been such a day
In beverly hills, l.a.
But it's december the twenty-fourth
And I am longing to be up north
I'm dreaming of white christmas
Just like the ones I used to know
Where the tree tops glisten
And children listen to hear sleighbells in the snow
For 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
And may all your christmases be white...
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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
Doorbells and sleighbells and schnitzel with noodles
Wild geese that fly with the moon on their wings
These are a few of my favorite things
Girls in white dresses with blue satin sashes
Snow flakes 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
Like sliver white winters that melt into springs
And then I don't feel so bad!
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The best gift
That I ever got
Didn't really weigh a lot
It didn't have a ribbon 'round
And it sometimes made the terrible sound
The best of all it seems to me
It wasn't neath the christmas tree
And yet, I guess I'd have to say
That it made all the other presents twice as gay
The best gift that I've ever known
I'd always wanted most to own
Yet in my dreams of sugar and spice
I never thought it could be so nice
The best gift that I ever get
Was sometimes dry and sometimes wet
Was usually pink but oftentimes red
As it lay so innocently in it's bed
The best gift of the year to me
The one I hold most dear to me
A gift that simply drove me wild
Was a tiny new born child...
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We're all very lucky, I think. the night is lovely. 'cause last night it was so humid. but tonight it's very sort of, in a strange way, peaceful...
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!
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!
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.
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Ave maria
Gratia plena
Dominus tecum
Benedicta tu in mulieribus
Et benedictus fructos ventri tui jesus
Santa maria...
Santa maria...
Maria
Ora pro nobis
Nobis pecatoribus
Nunc et in ora,
In ora mortis nostrae
(santa maria, santa maria)
Maria
Ora pro nobis
Nobis pecatoribus
Nunc et in ora,
In ora mortis nostrae
Amen
Amen...
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O 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.
The angels' voices singing
Proclaim the early morning!
And children pure and happy
A-wait the break of dawn
While charity stands watching
And faithfuls wipe the door
The dark night wakes the glory bricks
And christmas comes once more
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I wonder as I wander out under the sky
How jesus, the savior, had come for to die
For poor on'ry people, like you and like i.
I wonder as I wander out under the sky.
When mary birthed jesus, t'was in a cow's stall
With wisemen and farmers and shepherds and all,
But high in god's heaven a star's light did fall,
And the promise of ages, it then did recall.
If jesus had wanted for any wee thing
A star in the sky or a bird on the wing
Or all of god's angels in heaven for to sing
He surely could have it, for he was the king!
I wonder as I wander out under the sky
How jesus, the savior, had come for to die
For poor on'ry people like you and like i.
I wonder as I wander out under the sky.
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Our father
Which art in heaven
Hallowed be thy name
Thy kingdom come
Thy will be done
In earth as it is
In heaven...
(give us this day our daily bread)
And forgive our debts
As we forgive our debtors
And lead us not into temptation
But deliver us from evil
For thine is the kingdom
And the power
And the glory
Forever...
Amen...
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