Frosty the snowman was a jolly happy soul With a corncob pipe and a button nose and two eyes made out of coal Frosty the snowman is a fairy tale they
Hark! The Herald Angels sing, glory to the newborn King Peace on earth and mercy mild, God and sinners reconcile Joyful all ye nations rise, join the
Dashing through the snow In a one horse open sleigh O'er the hills we go Laughing all the way. Bells on bobtail ring Making spirits bright. What
I saw Mommy kissing Santa Claus Underneath the mistletoe last night She didn't see me creep down the stairs to have a peep; She thought that I was
'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
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,
Joy to the world! The Lord is come: let earth receive her King! Let every heart prepare him room and heaven and nature sing. Joy to the earth! the
. 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
see I don't know just who to blame for this catastrophe! But my one wish on Christmas Eve is as plain as it can be! All I want for Christmas is
SPOKEN: Speakin' of Christmas spirit, Each year, out in Hollywood, California, They have what they call the Santa Claus parade A few years ago, while
Sleigh bells ring Are you listening In the lane Snow is glistening A beautiful sight We're happy tonight Walking in a winter wonderland Gone away
Christmas tree, O Christmas tree, Much pleasure doth thou bring me! O Christmas tree, O Christmas tree, Thy candles shine out brightly! O Christmas tree, O Christmas
Away in a manger, no crib for a bed The little Lord Jesus lay down His sweet head The stars in the sky looked down where He lay The little Lord Jesus
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
Angels We Have Heard On High Angels we have heard on high Sweetly singing o'er the plains And the mountains in reply Echoing their joyous strains.
What child is this, who, laid to rest, On Mary's lap is sleeping? Whom angels greet with anthems sweet, While shepherds watch are keeping? This, this
enters in. 4. O holy Child of Bethlehem, Descend to us, we pray; Cast out our sin and enter in, Be born in us today. We hear the Christmas angels The
A Cabos Carol (words by Vanna Bonta sung to Deck the Halls) Deck the feast with hot tamales! Fa la la la la, en chi la da.
