God Rest Ye Merry Gentlemen

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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 pow’r
When we were gone astray
Oh tidings of comfort and joy
Comfort and joy
Oh tidings of comfort and joy
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 pow’r
When we were gone astray
Oh tidings of comfort and joy
Comfort and joy
Oh tidings of comfort and joy
In Bethlehem, in Israel
This blessed Babe was born
And laid within a manger
Upon this blessed morn
The which His Mother Mary
Did nothing take in scorn
Oh tidings of comfort and joy
Comfort and joy
Oh tidings of comfort and joy
Fear not then, said the Angel
Let nothing you affright
This day is born a Savior
Of a pure Virgin bright
To free all those who trust in Him
From Satan’s pow’r and might
Oh tidings of comfort and joy
Comfort and joy
Oh tidings of comfort and joy
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 pow’r
When we were gone astray
Oh tidings of comfort and joy
Comfort and joy
Oh tidings of comfort and joy

Christmas Pipes

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Christmas pipes, Christmas pipes
Calling us, calling on, Christmas night
Call us from far, call us from near
Oh, play me your Christmas pipes
Christmas bells, Christmas bells
Over the hills and over the dells
Ringing out bright, ringing out clear
Oh, ring me your Christmas bells
Christmas strings, Christmas strings
Playing the peace that Christmas brings
Fiddle and bow, gentle and low
Oh, play me your Christmas strings
Christmas pipes, Christmas pipes
Calling us, calling on, Christmas night
Call us from far, call us from near
Oh, play me your Christmas pipes
Christmas choir, Christmas choir
Christmas carols ’round Christmas fire
Holy night, angels on high
Round up your Christmas choir
Christmas band, Christmas band
You’re waiting for me with your Christmas band
Cymbal and drum, rattle and hum
March out your Christmas band
Good to be home to your Christmas pipe
Christmas pipes, Christmas pipes
Calling us, calling on Christmas night
Call us from far, call us from near
Play me your Christmas pipes
Christmas pipes, Christmas pipes
Calling us, calling on Christmas night
Call us from far, call us from near
Oh, play me your Christmas pipes
Play me your Christmas pipes
Good to be home, good to be home
Good to be home to your Christmas pipe

Fairytale of New York

It was Christmas Eve babe
In the drunk tank
An old man said to me, won’t see another one
And then he sang a song
The Rare Old Mountain Dew
I turned my face away
And dreamed about you
Got on a lucky one
Came in eighteen to one
I’ve got a feeling
This year’s for me and you
So happy Christmas
I love you baby
I can see a better time
When all our dreams come true
They’ve got cars big as bars
They’ve got rivers of gold
But the wind goes right through you
It’s no place for the old
When you first took my hand
On a cold Christmas Eve
You promised me
Broadway was waiting for me
You were handsome
You were pretty
Queen of New York City
When the band finished playing
They howled out for more
Sinatra was swinging
All the drunks they were singing
We kissed on a corner
Then danced through the night
The boys of the NYPD choir
Were singing Galway Bay
And the bells were ringing out
For Christmas day
You’re a bum
You’re a punk
You’re an old slut on junk
Lying there almost dead on a drip in that bed
You scumbag, you maggot
You cheap lousy faggot
Happy Christmas your arse
I pray God it’s our last
The boys of the NYPD choir
Still singing Galway Bay
And the bells are ringing out
For Christmas day
I could have been someone
Well so could anyone
You took my dreams from me
When I first found you
I kept them with me babe
I put them with my own
Can’t make it all alone
I’ve built my dreams around you
The boys of the NYPD choir
Still singing Galway Bay
And the bells are ringing out
For Christmas day

Wintersong

Lake is frozen over
Trees are white with snow
And all around
Reminders of you
Are everywhere I go
It’s late and morning’s in no hurry
But sleep won’t set me free
I lie awake and try to recall
How your body felt beside me
When silence gets too hard to handle
And the night too long
And this is how I see you
In the snow on Christmas morning
Love and happiness surround you
As you throw your arms up to the sky
I keep this moment by and by
Oh I miss you now, my love
Merry Christmas, merry Christmas
Merry Christmas, my love
Sense of joy fills the air
And I daydream and I stare
Up at the tree and I see
Your star up there
And this is how I see you
In the snow on Christmas morning
Love and happiness surround you
As you throw your arms up to the sky
I keep this moment by and by

One Toy Soldier

One toy soldier stands alone
With his drum down by his side
One toy soldier on his own
With his drum to keep the time
He keeps the beet of marching feet
He keeps the beat so true
He’s one small toy for one small boy
But his heart is oh so blue
Who can mend my broken drum
Will it be as good as new
I must play when morning comes
If I don’t, what shall I do?
He keeps the beat of marching feet
He keeps the beat inside
While children sleep, he dreams so deep
There’s a secret he must hide
For he keeps the beat of marching feet
He keeps the beat so true
He wants to sing and hopes to bring
Happy Christmas day to you
He keeps the beat of marching feet
He keeps the beat inside
Someone has come to mend his drum
Now his heart lights up with pride
So he keeps the beat of marching feet
He keeps the beat so true
When morning comes, he plays his drum
Happy Christmas Day to you
Happy Christmas Day to you
Happy Christmas Day to you
Happy Christmas Day to you

Man With a Bag

Oh Mr. Cringle, I’m soon gonna jingle
The bells that’ll tingle all your troubles away
Everybody’s waiting for the man with the bag
‘Cause Christmas is coming again
He’s got a sleigh full, it’s not gonna stay full
He’s got stuff to drop at every stop of the way
Everybody’s waiting for the man with the bag
‘Cause Christmas is coming again
He’ll be here with the answers to the prayers
That you made through the year
You’ll get yours, if you’ve done
Everything you should, extra special good
He’ll make this December one you’ll remember
The best and the merriest you ever did have
Everybody’s waiting for the man with the bag
Christmas is here again
Oh Mr. Cringle, he’s soon gonna jingle
On the bells that’ll tingle all your troubles away
Everybody’s waiting for the man with the bag
Christmas is here again
He’s got a sleigh full and it’s not gonna stay full
Got stuff that is dropping every stop of the way
Everybody’s waiting for the man with the bag
Christmas is here again
He’ll be here with the answers to the prayers
That you made through the year
You’ll get yours, if you’ve done
Everything you should, extra special good
He’ll make this December the one you’ll remember
The best and the merriest you ever did have
Everybody’s waiting, they’re all congregating
Waiting for the man with the bag
Waiting for the man with the bag

Thank God it’s Christmas

Oh, my love
We’ve had our share of tears
Oh, my friends
We’ve had our hopes and fears
Oh, my friends
It’s been a long hard year
But now it’s Christmas
Yes, it’s Christmas
Thank God it’s Christmas
The moon and stars seem awful cold and bright
Let’s hope
The snow will make this Christmas right
My friend the world
Will share this special night
Because it’s Christmas
Yes it’s Christmas
Thank God it’s Christmas
For
One
Night
Thank God it’s Christmas, yeah
Thank God it’s Christmas
Thank God it’s Christmas
Can it be Christmas?
Let it be Christmas
Every day
Oh, my love
We live in troubled days
Oh, my friend
We have the strangest ways
All my friends
On this one day of days
Thank God it’s Christmas
Yes, it’s Christmas
Thank God it’s Christmas
For
One
Day
Thank God it’s Christmas
Yes, it’s Christmas
Thank God it’s Christmas
Ooh, yeah
Thank God it’s Christmas
Yes, yes, yes, yes it’s Christmas
Thank God it’s Christmas
For
One
Day
Christmas, a very merry Christmas to you all