Ring the Bells Its Christmas Morn


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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. I have no gift to bring — Pa rum When it's Christmas day in Hawaii They dance and play their tiny ukuleles - Pretend to play the ukulele as you dance. Close by the fire, we'll wait for the hour, Dreaming of Christmas day. May your days be merry and bright, And may all your Christmases be white. Dashing through the snow in a one-horse open sleigh, O'er the fields we go laughing all the way. Oh me and my drum.

Elephants, boats and kiddie cars too. Santa Claus is comin' to town. The kids in girl and boyland will have a jubilee. They're gonna build a toyland. All around the Christmas tree. So be good, be good for goodness sake. Silver bells, silver bells. Ring-a-ling, hear them sing. Soon it will be Christmas day. 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.

City street lights, even stop lights. Blinking 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. Silver bells the corner Santa Claus. It's Christmas time in the city. Ring-a-ling it fills the winter air. City sidewalks, busy sidewalks ….

Soon it will be Christmas Day. Rocking around the Christmas tree. At the Christmas party hop. Mistletoe hung where you can see. Every couple tries to stop. Let the Christmas spirit ring. You will get a sentimental feeling. When you hear voices singing. Have a happy holiday. In a new old-fashioned way. Here comes Santa Claus, here comes Santa Claus. Right down Santa Claus lane. Vixen and Blitzen and all his reindeer. Are pullin' on the reins. Bells are ringing, children singing. All is merry and bright.

Hang your stockings and say your prayers. He's got a bag that's filled with toys. For boys and girls again. Hear those sleigh bells jingle jangle. What a beautiful sight. So jump in bed cover up your head.

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He doesn't care if you're rich or poor. He loves you just the same. Santa knows we're all Gods children. That makes everything right. So fill your heart with Christmas cheer. He'll come around when the chimes ring out. That it's Christmas morn again. Peace on earth will come to all. If we just follow the light.

Happy Day, Happy Time. One day soon, our troubles will be out of sight. Have yourself a merry little Christmas, Make the Yuletide gay. One day soon, our troubles will be miles away. He we are as in olden days, happy golden days of yore; Faithful friends who are dear to us gather near to us once more.

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Through the years we all will be together If the Lord allows. Hang a shining star upon the highest bough, And have yourself a merry little Christmas now. I'll be home for Christmas; You can plan on me. Please have snow and mistletoe And presents on the tree. Christmas eve will find me Where the love-light gleams. I'll be home for Christmas If only in my dreams.

Eugene Field

Frosty the Snow Man was a jolly, happy soul, With a corncob pipe and a button nose and two eyes made out of coal. Frosty the Snow Man 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 Snow Man was alive as he could be, And the children say he could laugh and play just the same as you and me.

Frosty the Snow Man knew the sun was hot that day, So he said, "Let's run and we'll have some fun now before I melt away. 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! 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 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 ev'ry 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. 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 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 little lamb to the shepherd boy, Do you hear what I hear? Ringing through the sky shepherd boy, Do you hear what I hear?

A song, a song, high above the trees, With a voice as big as the sea, With a voice as big as the sea. Said the shepherd boy to the mighty king, Do you hear what I hear? In your palace warm, mighty king. Do you hear what I hear? A child, a child, shivers in the cold, Let us bring him silver and gold, Let us bring him silver and gold. A child, a child, sleeping in the night, He will bring us goodness and light, He will bring us goodness and light. 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 the friends you know and ev'ry one you meet. Oh, ho, the mistletoe 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.

Dashing through the snow in a one-horse open sleigh, O'er the fields we go laughing all the way. Bells on bobtail ring, making spirits bright. What fun it is to ride and sing a sleighing song tonight.

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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 right in a one-horse open sleigh. 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: 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; Gonna find out who's naught and nice; Santa Claus is comin' to town. He sees you when you're sleepin', He knows when you're awake; He knows if you've been bad or good So be good for goodness sake. City sidewalks, busy sidewalks, dressed in holiday style; In the air there's a feeling of Christmas.

People passing, children laughing, meeting smile after smile, And on every street corner you hear. Silver bells, silver bells; It's Christmas time in the city. Ring-a-ling, hear them ring, Soon it will be Christmas day. God rest ye merry gentlemen, let nothing you dismay. Remember Christ our Saviour was born on Christmas day, To save us all from Satan's pow'r when we were gone astray. From God our heav'nly Father a blessed angel came; And unto certain shepherds brought tidings of the same; How that in Bethlehem was born the Son of God by name.

Ring the Bells Ring the bells on this Christmas morn' Jesus is born and the . Its Christmas time again Can't wait to hear those sleigh bells ringing O Come All. THE CHURCH BELLS ARE RINGING ON CHRISTMAS MORN (Joseph W. Burns ) bells ringing) (It's a Christmas song) (Listen to the church bells ringing) (It is.

I'm dreaming of a white Christmas, Just like the ones I used to know. Where the treetops glisten and children listen To hear sleighbells 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. The first noel the angel 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.

And by the light of that same star, Three wisemen 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 stop and stay, Right over the place where Jesus lay. Then entered in those wisemen three, Full reverently upon their knee, And offered there, in His presence, Their gold and myrrh and frankincense. Silent night, holy night, All is calm, all is bright, Round yon virgin tender and mild, 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 for heaven afar, Heavn'ly 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. We three kings of Orient are, Bearing gifts we traverse afar, Field and fountain, moor and mountain, Following yonder star.

Oh, Star of wonder, Star of night, Star with royal beauty bright, Westward leading, still proceeding, Guide us to Thy perfect light. Frankincense to offer have I, Incense owns a Deity nigh. Pray'r and praising, all men raising, Worship Him, God most high. Myrrh is mine, its bitter perfume Breathes of life of gathering gloom; Sorrowing, sighing, bleeding, dying, Sealed in the stone-cold tomb.