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The story of Kurt S. Adler Inc. begins after the close of World War II when Mr. Adler tried his hand at exporting general goods. Business grew, and European economies flourished so he turned his focus to importing. Ornaments were offered by the 1950s, and beautiful, handmade angels from East and West Germany found an enthusiastic audience in America. Adler expanded the line to glass ornaments from Czechoslovakia, hanging ceiling decorations from Germany, and miniature lights from Italy.

The next decade, Adler started importing holiday decor from the Far East. Colorful snow globes and other animated items became a collector's favorite. In the 1980s and 90s, Fabriche santas, nutcrackers and other collectibles were ushered in. Recent additions include animatronics, fiber optic trees, interactive advent calendars, and synchronized musical decorations

 

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Want some old Songs:

 I Want a Hippopotamus For Christmas-- writing credits go to John Rox, copyright 1950. It's included on atape by "Joanie Bartel's Christmas Magic."

"I want a hippopotamus for ChristmasOnly a hippopotamus will doI don't want a doll, no dinkey tinker toysI want a hippopotamus to play with and enjoy

I want a hippopotamus for ChristmasI don't think Santa Claus will mind, do you?He won't have to use a dirty chimney flueJust bring him through the front doorThat's the easy thing to do

I can see me now on Christmas morningCreeping down the stairsOh what joy, what surpriseWhen I open up my eyesTo see a hippo hero standing there

I want a hippopotamus for ChristmasOnly a hippopotamus will doNo crocodiles, no rhinosaurusI only likes hippopotamuses [sic]And hippopotamuses [sic] like me, too

Mom says a hippo would eat me up, but thenTeacher says a hippo is a vegetarianThere's lots of room for him in our two-car garageI'd feed him there and wash him there and give him his massage."

O Come, O Come, Emmanuel

O come, O come, Emmanuel,And ransom captive Israel,That mourns in lonely exile hereUntil the Son of God appear.Rejoice, rejoice! EmmanuelShall come to thee, O Israel.

O come, O come, Thou Lord of Might,Who to Thy tribes, on Sinai's height,In ancient times didst give the law,In cloud, and majesty, and awe. Refrain

O come, Thou Rod of Jesse, freeThine own from Satan's tyranny;From depths of hell Thy people saveAnd give them victory o'er the grave. Refrain

O come, Thou Dayspring, come and cheerOur spirits by Thine advent here;Disperse the gloomy clouds of night,And death's dark shadows put to flight. Refrain

O come, Thou Key of David, come,And open wide our heavenly home;Make safe the way that leads on high,And close the path to misery. Refrain

O come, Thou Wisdom from on high,And order all things, far and nigh;To us the path of knowledge show,And cause us in her ways to go. Refrain

O come, Desire of nations, bindIn one the hearts of all mankind;Bid Thou our sad divisions cease,And be Thyself our King of peace. Refrain

I Heard The Bells On Christmas Day

I heard the bells on Christmas DayTheir old familiar carols play.And wild and sweet the words repeatOf Peace on earth, good will to men.

I thought how as the day had comeThe belfries of all ChristendomHad roll'd along th' unbroken songOf Peace on earth, good will to men.

And in despair, I bow'd my head:"There is no peace on earth," I said,"For hate is strong and mocks the song,Of Peace on earth, good will to men."

Then pealed the bells more loud and deep;"God is not dead, nor doth He sleep;The wrong shall fail, the right prevail,With Peace on earth, good will to men."

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 star, a star, dancing in the nightWith 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 treesWith a voice as big as the the sea,With a voice as big as the the sea."

Said the shepherd boy to the mighty king,"Do you know what I know?In your palace warm, mighty king,Do you know what I know?A Child, a Child shivers in the cold--Let us bring him silver and gold,Let us bring him silver and gold."

Said the king to the people everywhere,"Listen to what I say!Pray for peace, people, everywhere,Listen to what I say!The Child, the Child sleeping in the nightHe will bring us goodness and light,He will bring us goodness and light."

The Holly And The Ivy

The holly and the ivy,When they are both full grown,Of all trees that are in the wood,The holly bears the crown:O, the rising of the sun,And the running of the deerThe playing of the merry organ,Sweet singing in the choir.

The holly bears a blossom,As white as lily flow'r,And Mary bore sweet Jesus Christ,To be our dear Saviour: Refrain

The holly bears a berry,As red as any blood,And Mary bore sweet Jesus Christ,To do poor sinners good: Refrain

The holly bears a prickle,As sharp as any thorn,And Mary bore sweet Jesus Christ,On Christmas Day in the morn: Refrain

The holly bears a bark,As bitter as the gall,And Mary bore sweet Jesus Christ,For to redeem us all: Refrain

The holly and the ivy,When they are both full grown,Of all trees that are in the wood,The holly bears the crown: Refrain

Here We Come A-Wassailing

Here we come a-wassailing among the leaves so green;Here we come a-wandering, so fair to be seen.Love and joy come to you, and to you our wassail, too.And God bless you and send you a Happy New YearAnd God bless you and send you a Happy New Year

We are not daily beggars that beg from door to door;But we are neighbours' children whom you have seen before. Refrain

We have a little purse made of ratching leather skin;We want a little sixpence to line it well within. Refrain

God bless the master of this house, likewise the mistress, too;And all the little children that round the table go. Refrain

Gloucestershire Wassail

Wassail, wassail all over the town!Our bread it is white and our ale it is brown,Our bowl, it is made of the good maple tree;From the wassailing bowl we'll drink unto thee.

Come, butler, and fill us a bowl of your best,And we hope your soul in Heaven may rest;But if you do bring us a bowl of the small,Then down shall go butler and bowl and all.

Come here, sweet maid, in the frilly white smock,Come trip to the door and trip back the lock!Come trip to the door and pull back the pin,And let us jolly wassailers in.

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.Good tidings we bring to you and your kin;Good tidings for Christmas and a Happy New Year.

Oh, bring us a figgy pudding;Oh, bring us a figgy pudding;Oh, bring us a figgy pudding and a cup of good cheer. Refrain

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. Refrain

We wish you a Merry Christmas;We wish you a Merry Christmas;We wish you a Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year.

Caroling, Caroling Wihla Hutson

Caroling, caroling, now we go Christmas bells are ringing Caroling, caroling thru the snow Christmas bells are ringing

Joyous voices sweet and clear Sing the sad of heart to cheer Ding dong, ding dong Christmas bells are ringing

Caroling, caroling thru the town Christmas bells are ringing Caroling, caroling up and down Christmas bells are ringing Mark ye well the song we sing Gladsome tidings now we bring Ding dong, ding dong Christmas bells are ringing!

Caroling, caroling, near and far Christmas bells are ringing Following, following yonder star Christmas bells are ringing Sing we all this happy morn "Lo, the King of heav'n is born!" Ding dong, ding dong Christmas bells are ringing

Silver Bells Jay Livingston and Ray Evans

City sidewalks, busy sidewalksDressed in holiday style In the air There's a feeling of Christmas Children laughing People passing Meeting smile after smile And on ev'ry street corner you'll hear

Silver bells, silver bells It's Christmas time in the city Ring-a-ling, hear them sing Soon it will be Christmas day

Strings of street lights Even stop lights Blink a 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, silver bells It's Christmas time in the city Ring-a-ling, hear them sing Soon it will be Christmas day

The Christmas Song Lyrics by Mel Torme

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 Altho' it's been said many times Many ways; "Merry Christmas to you"

Up on the Housetop B.R. Hanby

Up on the housetop reindeer pause Out jumps good old Santa Claus Down thru the chimney with lots of toys All for the little ones Christmas joys

Chorus Ho, ho, ho! Who wouldn't go! Ho, ho, ho! Who wouldn't go! Up on the housetop Click, click, click Down thru the chimney with Good Saint Nick

First comes the stocking Of little Nell Oh, dear Santa Fill it well Give her a dolly That laughs and cries One that will openAnd shut her eyes

Repeat Chorus

Next comes the stocking Of little Will Oh, just see what A glorious fill Here is a hammer And lots of tacks Also a ball And a whip that cracks

Repeat Chorus

The Twelve Days of Christmas

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 gave 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.

On the seventh day of Christmas, my true love gave 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 gave 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 gave to me Nine ladies dancing, eight maids a-milking, seven swans a-swimming, sixgeese a-laying, Five golden rings. Four calling birds, three French hens, two turtle doves And a partridge in a pear tree.

On the tenth day of Christmas, my true love gave to me Ten lords a-leaping, nine ladies dancing, eight maids a-milking, seven swansa-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 gave to me Eleven pipers piping, ten lords a-leaping, nine ladies dancing, eight maidsa-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 twelfth day of Christmas, my true love gave 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.

Grandma Got Run Over By A Reindeer Irish Rovers

Grandma got run over by a reindeer Walking home from our house Christmas eve. You can say there's no such thing as Santa, But as for me and Grandpa, we believe.

She'd been drinkin' too much egg nog, And we'd begged her not to go. But she'd left her medication, So she stumbled out the door into the snow.

When they found her Christmas mornin', At the scene of the attack. There were hoof prints on her forehead, And incriminatin' Claus marks on her back.

Grandma got run over by a reindeer, Walkin' home from our house Christmas eve. You can say there's no such thing as Santa, But as for me and Grandpa, we believe.

Now were all so proud of Grandpa, He's been takin' this so well. See him in there watchin' football, Drinkin' beer and playin' cards with cousin Belle.

It's not Christmas without Grandma. All the family's dressed in black. And we just can't help but wonder: Should we open up her gifts or send them back?

Grandma got run over by a reindeer, Walkin' home from our house Christmas eve. You can say there's no such thing as Santa, But as for me and Grandpa, we believe.

Now the goose is on the table And the pudding made of fig. And a blue and silver candle, That would just have matched the hair in Grandma's wig.

I've warned all my friends and neighbours. Better watch out for yourselves." They should never give a license, To a man who drives a sleigh and plays with elves.

Grandma got run over by a reindeer, Walkin' home from our house, Christmas eve. You can say there's no such thing as Santa, But as for me and Grandpa, we believe.

I saw Mommy kissing Santa Claus

I saw Mommy tickle Santa ClausUnderneath the mistletoe last night. She didn't see me creep Down the stairs to have a peep; She thought that I was tucked up in my bedroom fast asleep. Then, I saw Mommy tickle Santa Claus Underneath his beard so snowy white; Oh, what a laugh it would have been If Daddy had only seen Mommy kissing Santa Claus last night.

Over the River and Through the Woods

Over the river and through the woods To Grandmother's house we go. The horse knows the way to carry the sleigh Through white and drifted snow.

Over the river and through the woods, Oh, how the wind does blow. It stings the toes and bites the nose As over the ground we go.

Over the river and through the woods To have a full day of play. Oh, hear the bells ringing ting-a-ling-ling, For it is Christmas Day.

Over the river and through the woods, Trot fast my dapple gray; Spring o'er the ground just like a hound, For this is Christmas Day.

Over the river and through the woods And straight through the barnyard gate. It seems that we go so dreadfully slow; It is so hard to wait.

Over the river and through the woods, Now Grandma's cap I spy. Hurrah for fun; the pudding's done; Hurrah for the pumpkin pie.

A Visit from St.Nicholas by Clement C. Moore

Down the chimney St.Nicholas came with a bound. He was dressed all in furs from his head to his foot, and his clothes were all tarnished with ashes and soot; A bundle of toys he had flung on his back, And he looked like a pedlar just opening his pack. His eyes how they twinkled! His dimples how merry! His cheeks were like roses, his nose like a cherry; His droll little mouth was drawn up like a bow, And the beard on his chin was as white as the snow. The stump of a pipe he held tight in his teeth, And the smoke it encircled his head like a wreath. He had a broad face and a little round belly That shook, when he laughed, like a bowl full of jelly. He was chubby and plump - a right jolly old elf - And laughed when I saw him, in spite of myself.

It's Beginning to Look Like Christmas

It's beginning to look a lot like Christmas Ev'rywhere you go; Take a look in the five-and-ten, glistening once again With candy canes and silver lanes aglow. It's beginning to look a lot like Christmas, Toys in ev'ry store, But the prettiest sight to see is the holly that will be On your own front door.

A pair of hopalong boots and a pistol that shoots Is the wish of Barney and Ben; Dolls that will talk and will go for a walk Is the hope of Janice and Jen; And Mom and Dad can hardly wait for school to start again. It's beginning to look a lot like Christmas Ev'rywhere you go; There's a tree in the Grand Hotel, one in the park as well, The sturdy kind that doesn't mind the snow. It's beginning to look a lot like Christmas; Soon the bells will start, And the thing that will make them ring is the carol that you sing Right within your heart.

 

Ding Dong Merrily on High

Ding Dong! merrily on high In heav'n the bells are ringing Ding, dong! verily the sky Is riv'n with angel singing Gloria, Hosanna in excelsis

E'en so here below, below Let steeple bells be swungen And i-o, i-o, i-o By priest and people be sungen Gloria, Hosanna in excelsis

Pray ye dutifully prime Your matin chime, ye ringers May ye beautifully rime Your evetime song, ye singers Gloria, Hosanna in excelsis

Frosty the Snow Man

Frosty the snowman was a jolly happy soulWith a corncob pipe and a button nose and two eyes made out of coalFrosty the snowman is a fairy tale they sayHe was made of snow but the children know how he came to life one dayThere must have been some magic in that old silk hat they foundFor when they placed it on his head he began to dance aroundO Frosty the snowman was alive as he could beAnd the children say he could laugh and play just the same as you and meThumpetty thump thumpthumpety thump thumpLook at Frosty goThumpetty thump thumpthumpety thump thumpOver the hills of snow

Frosty the snowman knew the sun was hot that daySo he said"Let's run and we'll have some fun now before I melt away" Down to the villagewith a broomstick in his handRunning here and there all around the square sayingCatch me if you canHe led them down the streets of town right to the traffic copAnd he only paused a moment when he heard him holler "Stop!" For Frosty the snow man had to hurry on his wayBut he waved goodbye saying"Don't you cryI'll be back again some day" Thumpetty thump thumpthumpety thump thumpLook at Frosty goThumpetty thump thumpthumpety thump thumpOver the hills of snow

White Christmas Irving Berlin 1942

I'm dreaming of a white Christmas Just like the ones I used to knowWhere the treetops glisten and children listen To hear sleigh bells 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

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

Mr. Grinch

You're a mean one, Mr. Grinch You really are a heel, You're as cuddly as a cactus, you're as charming as an eel, Mr. Grinch, You're a bad banana with a greasy black peel!

You're a monster, Mr. Grinch, Your heart's an empty hole, Your brain is full of spiders, you have garlic in your soul, Mr. Grinch, I wouldn't touch you with a thirty-nine-and-a-half foot pole!

You're a foul one, Mr. Grinch, You have termites in your smile, You have all the tender sweetness of a seasick crocodile, Mr. Grinch, Given a choice between the two of you I'd take the seasick crocodile!

You're a rotter, Mr. Grinch, You're the king of sinful sots, Your heart's a dead tomato splotched with moldy purple spots, Mr. Grinch, You're a three decker sauerkraut and toadstool sandwich with arsenic sauce!

You nauseate me, Mr. Grinch, With a nauseous super "naus"!, You're a crooked dirty jockey and you drive a crooked hoss, Mr. Grinch, Your soul is an appalling dump heap overflowing with the most disgraceful assortment of rubbish imaginable mangled up in tangled up knots!

You're a foul one, Mr. Grinch, You're a nasty wasty skunk, Your heart is full of unwashed socks, your soul is full of gunk, Mr. Grinch, The three words that best describe you are as follows, and I quote, "Stink, stank, stunk"!

The Chipmunk Song

(all right you Chipmunks! Ready to sing your song?-I'll say we are!-Yeah!-Let's sing it now!Okay, Simon?-Okay!Okay, Theodore?-Okay!Okay, Alvin? Alvin? ALVIN!-OKAY!!!)

Christmas, Christmas time is nearTime for toys and time for cheerWe've been good, but we can't lastHurry Christmas, hurry fastWant a plane that loops the loopMe, I want a hula hoopWe can hardly stand the waitPlease Christmas, don't be late.

(Okay fellas get ready.That was very good, Simon.-Naturally.Very good Theodore.-Ahhh.Ah, Alvin, you were a little flat, watch it.Ah, Alvin. Alvin. ALVIN!-OKAY.)

Want a plane that loops the loopI still want a hula hoopWe can hardly stand the waitPlease Christmas, don't be late.We can hardly stand the waitPlease Christmas, don't be late.

(Very good, boys-Lets sing it again! Yeah, lets sing it again!No, That's enough, lets not overdo it-What do you mean overdo it?-We want to sing it again!Now wait a minute, boys-Why can't we sing it again?-[chipmunk chatter]Alvin, cut that out..Theodore, just a minute. Simon will you cut that out? Boys...)

Must be Santa

Who's got a beard that's long and white Santa's got a beard that's long and white

Who comes around on a special night Santa comes around on a special night

Special Night, beard that's white

Must be Santa Must be Santa Must be Santa, Santa Claus

Who wears boots and a suit of red Santa wears boots and a suit of red

Who wears a long cap on his head Santa wears a long cap on his head

Cap on head, suit that's red Special night, beard that's white

Must be Santa Must be Santa Must be Santa, Santa Claus

Who's got a big red cherry nose Santa's got a big red cherry nose

Who laughs this way HO HO HO Santa laughs this way HO HO HO

HO HO HO, cherry nose Cap on head, suit that's red Special night, beard that's white

Must be Santa Must be Santa Must be Santa, Santa Claus

Who very soon will come our way Santa very soon will come our way

Eight little reindeer pull his sleigh Santa's little reindeer pull his sleigh

Reindeer sleigh, come our way HO HO HO, cherry nose Cap on head, suit that's red Special night, beard that's white

Must be Santa Must be Santa Must be Santa, Santa Claus

Dasher, Dancer, Prancer, Vixen, Comet, Cupid, Donner and Blitzen

Reindeer sleigh, come our way HO HO HO, cherry nose Cap on head, suit that's red Special night, beard that's white

Must be Santa Must be Santa Must be Santa, Santa Claus"Must Be Santa" written by Hal Moore and Bill FredericksCopyright © 1960 Hollis Music Inc. All rights for the United States ofAmerica controlled jointly by: Intuitive Music, 256 Ohayo Mountain Road, Woodstock, NY 12498 and  WoodwynMusic, PO Box 91, New Canaan, CT 06840. All rights for the world outsidethe United States of America controlled by:Hollis Music Inc., New York, NY.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 Yuletide carol, Fa la la la la, la la la la. See the blazing Yule before us, Fa la la la la, la la la la. Strike the harp and join the chorus. Fa la la la la, la la la la. Follow me in merry measure, Fa la la la la, la la la la. While I tell of Yuletide treasure, Fa la la la la, la la la la. Fast away the old year passes, Fa la la la la, la la la la. Hail the new, ye lads and lasses, Fa la la la la, la la la la. Sing we joyous, all together, Fa la la la la, la la la la. Heedless of the wind and weather, Fa la la la la, la la la la.

Gentle Mary Laid Her Child

[Joseph S. Cook, 1919]

Gentle Mary laid her Child Lowly in a manger. There He lay, the Undefiled, To the world a stranger. Such a Babe in such a place, Can He be the Savior? Ask the saved of all the race Who have found His favor. Angels sang about His birth, Wise men sought and found Him. Heaven's star shone brightly forth Glory all around Him. Shepherds saw the wondrous sight, Hear the angels singing. All the plains were lit that night, All the hills were ringing.

Gentle Mary laid her Child Lowly in a manger. He is still the Undefiled, But no more a stranger. Son of God of humble birth, Beautiful the story. Praise His name in all the earth. Hail! The King of Glory!

Go Tell It On The Mountain

When I was a seeker I sought both night and day, I asked the Lord to help me, And he showed me the way.

Chorus Go tell it on the mountain, Over the hills and everywhere,Go tell it on the mountain, Our Jesus Christ is born.

He made me a watchman Upon a city wall, And if I am a Christian, I am the least of all.

Chorus Go tell it on the mountain, Over the hills and everywhere,Go tell it on the mountain, Our Jesus Christ is born.

Jingle Bells

James Pierpont - 1857

Dashing through the snow, in a one-horse open sleigh Over the fields we go, laughing all the way; Bells on bob-tail ring, making spirits bright What fun it is to ride and sing a sleighing song tonight

Chorus 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 (Chorus)

A day or two ago, the story I must tell I went out on the snow, and on my back I fell; A gent was riding by, in a one-horse open sleigh He laughed as there I sprawling lie but quickly drove away (Chorus)

Now the ground is white, go it while you're young Take the girls tonight, and sing this sleighing song; Just get a bob-tailed bay, two-forty as his speed Hitch him to an open sleigh and crack! you'll take the lead (Chorus)

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.

Johnny wants a pair of skates; Susy wants a dolly; Nellie wants a story book; She thinks dolls are folly; As for me, my little brain Isn't very bright; Choose for me, old Santa Claus, What you think is right.

We Three Kings of Orient Are

[John H. Hopkins, Jr., 1857]

We three kings of Orient are Bearing gifts we traverse afar. Field and fountain, moor and mountain, Following yonder star.

Chorus O star of wonder, star of night, Star with royal beauty bright, Westward leading, still proceeding, Guide us to thy perfect Light.

Born a king on Bethlehem's plain, Gold I bring to crown Him again, King forever, ceasing never Over us all to reign. (Chorus)

Frankincense to offer have I. Incense owns a Deity nigh. Prayer and praising all men raising, Worship Him, God on high. (Chorus)

Myrrh is mine: Its bitter perfume Breaths a life of gathering gloom. Sorrowing, sighing, bleeding dying, Sealed in the stone-cold tomb. (Chorus)

Glorious now behold Him arise, King and God and Sacrifice. Alleluia, alleluia! Sounds through the earth and skies. (Chorus)

All I Want For Christmas Is My Two Front Teeth

Every body stopsand stares at meThese two teeth aregone as you can seeI don't know just whoto blame for this catastrophe!But my one wish on Christmas Eveis as plain as it can be!

All I want for Christmasis my two front teeth,my two front teeth,see my two front teeth!Gee, if I could onlyhave my two front teeth,then I could with you"Merry Christmas."It seems so long since I could say,"Sister Susie sitting on a thistle!"

Gosh oh gee, how happy I'd be,if I could only whistle (thhhh)All I want for Christmasis my two front teeth,my two front teeth,see my two front teeth.Gee, if I could onlyhave my two front teeth,then I could wish you"Merry Christmas!"

Blue ChristmasB.Hayes, J.Johnson (c) 1948

I'll have a blue Christmas without you;I'll be so blue thinking about you.Decorations of redon a green Christmas treeWon't mean a thing ifyou're not here with me.

I'll have a blue Christmas, that's certain;And when that blue heartache starts hurting,You'll be doing all rightwith your Christmas of white,But I'll have a blue, blue Christmas.

Feliz Navidad

Feliz Navidad Feliz NavidadFeliz NavidadProspero Ano y Felicidad.

Feliz NavidadFeliz NavidadFeliz NavidadProspero Ano y Felicidad.

I wanna wish you a Merry ChristmasI wanna wish you a Merry ChristmasI wanna wish you a Merry ChristmasFrom the bottom of my heart.

Feliz Navidad Feliz NavidadFeliz NavidadProspero Ano y Felicidad.

Feliz NavidadFeliz NavidadFeliz NavidadProspero Ano y Felicidad.

I wanna wish you a Merry ChristmasI wanna wish you a Merry ChristmasI wanna wish you a Merry ChristmasFrom the bottom of my heart.

Have Yourself A Merry Little Christmasfrom the film Meet Me In St. LouisHugh Martin, Ralph Blane 1943

Have yourself a merry little Christmas,Let your heart be lightFrom now on,our troubles will be out of sightHave yourself a merry little Christmas,Make the Yule-tide gay,From now on,our troubles will be miles away.

Here were are as in olden days,happy golden days of yore.Faithful friends who are dear to usgather near to us once more.

Through the years we all will be togetherIf the Fates allowHang a shining star upon the highest bough.And have yourself a merry little Christmas now.

Here Comes Santa ClausGene Autry, Oakley Haldeman (c) 1947

Here comes Santa Claus!Here comes Santa Claus!Right down Santa Claus Lane!Vixen and Blitzen and all his reindeerare pulling on the reins.Bells are ringing, children singing;All is merry and bright.Hang your stockings and say your prayers,'Cause Santa Claus comes tonight.

Here comes Santa Claus!Here comes Santa Claus!Right down Santa Claus Lane!He's got a bag that is filled with toysfor the boys and girls again.Hear those sleigh bells jingle jangle,What a beautiful sight.Jump in bed, cover up your head,'Cause Santa Claus comes tonight.

Holly Jolly ChristmasJohnny Marks (c) 1972

Have a holly, jolly Christmas;It's the best time of the yearI 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 streetSay Hello to friends you knowand everyone you meet.

Oh, ho, the mistletoehung 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.

I'll Be Home for ChristmasKim Gannon, Walter Kent (c) 1943

I'll be home for Christmas;You can count 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 ChristmasIf only in my dreams.

Jingle Bell RockBobby Helms

Jingle bell, jingle bell, jingle bell rockJingle bells swing and jingle bells ringSnowing and blowing up bushels of funNow the jingle hop has begun.

Jingle bell, jingle bell, jingle bell rockJingle bells chime in jingle bell timeDancing and prancing in Jingle Bell SquareIn the frosty air.

What a bright time, it's the right timeTo rock the night awayJingle bell time is a swell timeTo go gliding in a one-horse sleighGiddy-up jingle horse, pick up your feetJingle around the clockMix and a-mingle in the jingling feetThat's the jingle bell,That's the jingle bell,That's the jingle bell rock.

Let It Snow!Sammy Cahn, Jule Styne (c) 1945

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 brought some corn for popping;The lights are turned way down low,Let it snow, let it snow, let it snow.

When we finally say good night,How I'll hate going out in the storm;But if you really hold me tight,All the way home I'll be warm.

The fire is slowly dying,And, my dear, we're still good-bye-ing,But as long as you love me so.Let it snow, let it snow, let it snow.

Rocking Around the Christmas TreeBrenda Lee

Rocking around the Christmas treeat the Christmas party hopMistletoe hung where you can seeevery couple tries to stopRocking around the Christmas tree,let the Christmas spirit ringLater we'll have some pumpkin pieand we'll do some caroling.

You will get a sentimentalfeeling when you hearVoices singing let's be jolly,deck the halls with boughs of hollyRocking around the Christmas tree,have a happy holidayEveryone dancing merrilyin the new old-fashioned way.

Sleigh RideMitchell Parish, Leroy Anderson 1948

Just hear those sleigh bells jingle-ing Ring ting tingle-ing too Come on, it's lovely weather For a sleigh ride together with you Outside the snow is fallingAnd friends are calling "You 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 snow 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 the 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 the 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 of 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! There's a happy feeling nothing in the world can buy When they pass around the coffee 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

The Wassail Song

Here we come a-wassailingAmong the leaves so green,Here we come a wand'ring,So fair to be seen.

ChorusLove and joy come to you,And to your wassail too,And God bless you and send you a happy new year,And God send you a happy new year.

We are not daily beggarsWho beg from door to door,But we are neighbor's childrenWhom you have seen before.

ChorusLove and joy come to you,And to your wassail too,And God bless you and send you a happy new year,And God send you a happy new year.

We have a little purseMade of ratching leather skin;We want some of your small changeTo line it well within.

ChorusLove and joy come to you,And to your wassail too,And God bless you and send you a happy new year,And God send you a happy new year.

God bless the Master of this house,Likewise the Mistress too;And all the little childrenThat round the table go.

ChorusLove and joy come to you,And to your wassail too,And God bless you and send you a happy new year,And God send you a happy new year.

Winter WonderlandDick Smith, Felix Bernard 1934

Sleigh bells ring, are you listening,in the lane, snow is glisteningA beautiful sight,we're happy tonight,walking in a winter wonderland.

Gone away is the bluebird,here to stay is a new birdHe sings a love song,as we go along,walking in a winter wonderland.

In the meadow we can build a snowman,Then pretend that he is Parson BrownHe'll say: Are you married?we'll say: No man,But you can do the jobwhen you're in town.

Later on, we'll conspire,as we dream by the fireTo 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 clownWe'll have lots of fun with mister snowman,until the other kiddies knock him down.

When it snows, ain't it thrilling,Though your nose gets a chillingWe'll frolic and play, the Eskimo way,walking in a winter wonderland.

Walking in a winter wonderland,walking in a winter wonderland.

Winter Wonderland (Or the un-traditional one for)

Lacy things -- the wife is missin',Didn't ask -- her permission,I'm wearin' her clothes,Her silk pantyhose,Walkin' 'round in women's underwear.

In the store -- there's a teddy,Little straps -- like spaghetti,It holds me so tight,Like handcuffs at night,Walkin' 'round in women's underwear.

In the office there's a guy named Melvin, He pretends that I am Murphy Brown.He'll say, "Are you ready?" I'll say,"Whoa, Man!" "Let's wait until our wives are out of town!"

Later on, if you wanna,We can dress -- like Madonna,Put on some eyeshade,And join the parade,Walkin' 'round in women's underwear!

Lacy things... missin',Didn't ask... permission,Wearin' her clothes,Her silk pantyhose,Walkin' 'round in women's underwear,Walkin' 'round in women's underwear,Walkin' 'round in women's underwear!

The Holly and the Ivy

The holly and the ivy,When they are both full grown,Of all the trees that are in the wood,The holly bears the crown.O the rising of the sun,And the running of the deer,The playing of the merry organ,Sweet singing in the choir.The holly bears a blossomAs white as lily flower;And Mary bore sweet Jesus ChristTo be our sweet Savior.The holly bears a berryAs red as any blood;Any Mary bore sweet Jesus ChristTo do poor sinners good.The holly bears a prickleAs sharp as any thorn;And Mary bore sweet Jesus ChristOn Christmas day in the morn.The holly bears a barkAs bitter as any gall;And Mary bore sweet Jesus ChristFor to redeem us all.The holly and the ivy,When they are both full grown,Of all the trees that are in the wood,The holly bears the crown.

Let There be Peace on Earth

Let there be peace on earthand let it begin with meLet There Be Peace on EarthThe peace that was meant to beWith God as our FatherBrothers all are weLet me walk with my brotherIn perfect harmony.Let peace begin with meLet this be the moment now.With ev'ry step I takeLet this be my solemn vow;To take each moment and liveEach moment in peace eternallyLet there be peace on earthand let it begin with me

While Shepherds Watch Their Flocks

While Shepherds watch their flocks by nightAll seated on the groundThe angel of the Lord came downAnd glory shone arond"Fear not," said he for mighty dreadhad seized their troubled mind"Glad tidings of great joy I bringTo you and all man-kind""To you in David's town this dayIs born of David's lineThe Savior who is Christ the LordAnd this shall me the signThe heav'n'ly babe you there shall findTo human view displayedAll meanly wrapped in swathing bandsAnd in a manger laid"Thus spoke the seraph and forth-withAppeared a shiny throngOf angels praising God who thusAddressed their joyful song"All glory be to God on highAnd on the earth be peaceGoodwill hence-forth from heav'n to menBegin and never cease"

I HEARD THE BELLS ON CHRISTMAS DAY

(Henry Wadsworth Longfellow)

I heard the bells on Christmas day Their old familiar carols play, And wild and sweet the words repeat Of peace on earth, good will to men.   I thought how, as the day had come, The belfries of all Christendom Had rolled along th' unbroken song Of peace on earth, good will to men.   And in despair I bowed my head "There is no peace on earth," I said, "For hate is strong and mocks the song Of peace on earth, good will to men."   Then pealed the bells more loud and deep: "God is not dead, nor doth He sleep; The wrong shall fail, the right prevail With peace on earth, good will to men."   Till ringing, singing on its way The world revolved from night to day, A voice, a chime, a chant sublime Of peace on earth, good will to men.

Nuttin' For Christmas

S. Tepper, R. Bennett (c) 1955 I broke my bat on Johnny's head;Somebody snitched on me.I hid a frog in sister's bed;Somebody snitched on me.I spilled some ink on Mommy's rug;I made Tommy eat a bug;Bought some gum with a penny slug;Somebody snitched on me.Oh, I'm gettin' nuttin' for ChristmasMommy and Daddy are mad.I'm getting nuttin' for Christmas'Cause I ain't been nuttin' but bad.I put a tack on teacher's chairsomebody snitched on me.I tied a knot in Susie's hairsomebody snitched on me.I did a dance on Mommy's plantsclimbed a tree and tore my pantsFilled the sugar bowl with antssomebody snitched on me.So, I'm gettin' nuttin' for ChristmasMommy and Daddy are mad.I'm gettin' nuttin' for Christmas'Cause I ain't been nuttin' but bad.I won't be seeing Santa Claus;Somebody snitched on me.He won't come visit me becauseSomebody snitched on me.Next year I'll be going straight;Next year I'll be good, just waitI'd start now, but it's too late;Somebody snitched on me.So you better be good whatever you do'Cause if you're bad, I'm warning you,You'll get nuttin' for Christmas.

Pine Cones And Holly Berries

Pine cones and Holly BerriesPopcorn for you, apples for meRed striped candy, nut cracker handyKettle a-bubbleing hot as can be.snow clouds hang low and threateningMaybe in won't, praying it maythe brightest fireplace glows in every faceWaiting for Christmas day.There'll be walk-a-round songs andtalk-a-round songsSongs of the inn and stable.There'll be morning time songs andevening time songsAnd grace at every table.And Jingle bells will jingle all the way all day.It's beginning to look a lot like ChristmasEverywhere you go;There's a tree in the Grand Hotel,One in the park as wellThe sturdy kind that doesn't mind the snow.It's beginning to look a lot like Christmassoon the bells will startAnd the thing that will make them ringis the carol that you singRight within your heart.

Sleep Well, Little Children

A.Bergman, L.Klatzkin (c) 1956

Sleep well, little children,wherever you are;Tomorrow is Christmasbeneath every star.Soon the snowflakes will falland tomorrow you'll seeEvery wish, one and all,waiting under the tree.Sleep well, little children,pleasant dreams through the night;Tomorrow is Christmas,all merry and bright.Soon you'll hear the bells ring,time for dreams to come trueAs the world wakes to bringMerry Christmas to you.

A Baby Just Like You

John Denver, J. Henry (c) 1975

The season is upon us nowA time for gifts and givingAnd as the year draws to its closeI think about my livingThe Christmas time when I was young,The magic and the wonder,But colors dull and candles dim,And dark my standing underO little Zachary, shining lightYou've set my soul to dreamingYou've given back my joy in lifeAnd filled me with new meaningA Savior King was born that day,A baby just like you,And as the Magi came with gifts,I come with my gift tooThat peace on Earth fills up your time,That brotherhood surrounds you.That you may know the warmth of love,And wrap it all around youIt's just a wish, a dream I'm toldFrom days when I was youngMerry Christmas, little ZacharyMerry Christmas, everyoneMerry Christmas, little ZacharyMerry Christmas, everyone

Christmas Dinner

Paul Stookey, 1963

And it came to pass on a Christmas eveningWhile all the doors were shuttered tightOutside standing, lonely boy-childCold and shivering in the nightOn the street, every windowSave but one, was gleaming brightAnd to this window walked the boy-childPeeking in saw, candle lightThrough other windows he had looked at turkeysDucks and geese, cherry piesBut through this window saw a grey-haired ladyTable bare and tears in her eyesInto his coat reached the boy-childKnowing well there was little thereHe took from his pocket,his own Christmas dinnerA bit of cheese, some bread to shareHis outstretched handsheld the food and they trembledAs the door, it opened wideSaid he, Would you share with me Christmas dinnerGently said she, Come insideThe grey-haired lady brought forth to the tableGlasses two and her last drop of wineSaid she, Here's a toast to everyone's Christmasand especially, yours and mineAnd it came to pass on that Christmas eveningWhile all the doors were shuttered tightThat in that town, the happiest ChristmasWas shared by candle light

Christmas For Cowboys

S. Weisberg (c) 1975

Tall in the saddle we spend Christmas dayDriving the cattle on the snow-covered plains.All of the good gifts given today;Ours is the sky and the wide open range.Back in the cities, they have different ways,Football and eggnog and Christmas parades.I'll take the blanket; I'll take the reins;Christmas for Cowboys and wide open plains.A campfire for warmth as we stop for the night;The stars overhead are the Christmas-tree lights.The wind sings a hymn as we bow down to pray;Christmas for Cowboys and the wide open plains.It's tall in the saddle we spend Christmas Day,Driving the cattle on the snow-covered plains.So many gifts have been opened today;Ours is the sky and the wide open range.It's Christmas for Cowboys and wide open plains.

Christmas In Killarney

The holly green, the ivy greenThe prettiest picture you've ever seenIs Christmas in KillarneyWith all of the folks at homeIt's nice, you know, to kiss your beauWhile cuddling under the mistletoeAnd Santa Claus you know, of courseIs one of the boys from homeThe door is always openThe neighbors pay a callAnd Father John before he's goneWill bless the house and allHow grand it feels to click your heelsAnd join in the fun of the jigs and reelsI'm handing you no blarneyThe likes you've never knownIs Christmas in KillarneyWith all of the folks at home

It's The Most Wonderful Time Of The Year

Eddie Pola, George Wyle 1963

It's the most wonderful time of the year.With the kids jingle belling,and everyone telling you,"Be of good cheer,"It's the most wonderful time of the year.There'll be parties for hosting,marshmallows for toasting andcaroling out in the snow.there'll be scary ghost stories andtales of the glories of Christmaseslong, long ago.It's the most wonderful time of the year.There'll be much mistletoeingand hearts will be glowing,when loved ones are near.It's the most wonderful time of the year.

THIS IS THAT TIME OF THE YEAR1967 ForTe Music, Inc. & Edwin H. Morris & Co., Inc.(Jack Jones and Chorus)This is that time of the year,A tinselly, glittery time;Long distance calls to uncle and aunt,On ev'ry corner you bump into Santa,'Cause this is that time of the year,A holly and jolly old time;Windows are dressed in ribbons of silk,And Junior drinks all of his milk!    Poppa . . . keeps buying presents    And sneaks them into the closet;    Momma . . . goes to the bank    But she holds out a dollar from ev'ry deposit;'Cause this is that time of the year,A silver bow, mistletoe time;Spirits are high, good will and good cheer,We're putting the tree up,The kids shouldn't be up,Saint Nick says, "Giddeyup!"To Dasher, Dancer, Blitzen, Prancer;This is that time of the year!This is that time of the year,A tinselly, glittery time;Dumpling and goose and pudding and pie,(Perfect excuse to go right off your diet!)'Cause this is that time of the year,A holly and jolly old time;Snow on your roof, your face and your shoes,And presents that you'll; never use!    Grandma . . . feels twenty-two so,    She dons her gayest apparel;    He stands at the spinet and sings ev'ry carol;'Cause this is that time of the year,A silver bow, mistletoe time;Etc. Polonaise & Steinbach

 

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