: Oh, there's no place like home for the holidays, 'Cause no matter how far away you roam When you pine for the sunshine Of a friendly face For the
: 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
: Go, tell it on that mountain Over the hills and everywhere Hey go, tell it on that mountain Jesus Christ is born. Go, tell it on that mountain Over
: It was not a silent night, there was blood on the ground You could hear a woman cry in the alleyway that night on the streets of David's town And the
: O Holy Night! The stars are brightly shining, It is the night of the dear Saviour's birth. Long lay the world in sin and error pining. Till He appeared
: Angels we have on heard high Sweetly singing ore the plains And the mountains in reply Echoing their joyous strains Gloria in excelsis Deo Gloria
: Oh the weather outside is frightfulE 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'
: Oh the wind can blow and the snow can fall The pipes can freeze but through it all I'm gonna be just fine Nothin's gonna bring me down at Christmas
: The first noel, the angels did say Was to certain poor shepherds in fields where they lay In fields where they lay keeping their sheep On a cold winter
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
: About a thousand years before it came to pass it was said that it would be A virgin would be found to be with child and give birth to our King And
: 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
: 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
Angels we have on heard high Sweetly singing ore the plains And the mountains in reply Echoing their joyous strains Gloria in excelsis Deo Gloria in
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
Go, tell it on that mountain Over the hills and everywhere Hey go, tell it on that mountain Jesus Christ is born. Go, tell it on that mountain Over
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
Oh the weather outside is frightfulE 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
