Caroling

O Christmas tree, O Christmas tree,
How lovely are your branches.
O Christmas tree, O Christmas tree,
How lovely are your branches.
They're green when summer days are bright;
They're green when winter snow is white.
O Christmas tree, O Christmas tree,
How lovely are your branches.

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. 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 ride in a one-horse open sleigh.
A day or two ago, I thought I'd take a ride,
And soon Miss Fannie Bright was seated by my side.
The horse was lean and lank, misfortune seemed his lot,
He got into a drifted bank, and we, we got upsot. 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 ride in a one-horse open sleigh.

You know Dasher and Dancer and Prancer and Vixen,
Comet and Cupid and Donner and Blitzen.
But do you recall the most famous reindeer of all?
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,
"Rudolph, with your nose so bright,
Won't you guide my sleigh tonight?"
Then how the reindeer loved him, as they shouted out with glee:
"Rudolph, the red-nosed reindeer, you'll go down in history."

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 kiss good-night,
How I hate going out in the storm,
But if you'll 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.

Angels we have heard on high,
Sweetly singing o'er the plains,
And the mountains in reply
Echoing their joyous strains.
Gloria in excelsis Deo,
Gloria in excelsis Deo.
Shepherds, why this jubilee?
Why your joyous strains prolong?
Say what may the tidings be
Which inspire your heav'nly song.
Gloria in excelsis Deo,
Gloria in excelsis Deo.

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 hear:
Silver bells, silver bells, it's Christmastime in the city;
Ring-a-ling, hear them ring. 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 hear:
Silver bells, silver bells, it's Christmastime in the city;
Ring-a-ling, hear them ring. Soon it will be Christmas day.

Frosty, the snowman, was a jolly, happy soul,
With a corn-cob pipe, and a button nose
And two eyes made out of coal.
Frosty, the snowman, 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.
Oh, Frosty, the snowman, was alive as he could be,
And the children say he could laugh and play
Just the same as you and me.
Frosty, the snowman, knew the sun was hot that day,
So he said, "Let's run and we'll have some fun
Now before I melt away."
Down to the village, with a broomstick in his hand,
Running here and there all around the square,
Saying, "Catch me if you can."
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."
For Frosty, the snowman, had to hurry on his way,
But he waved good-bye saying, "Don't you cry.
I'll be back again some day."
Thumpety, thump, thump, Thumpety, thump, thump,
Look at Frosty go.
Thumpety, thump, thump, Thumpety, thump, thump,
Over the hills of snow.

I'm dreaming of a white Christmas,
Just like the ones I used to know.
Where 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.

Hark! The herald angels sing,
"Glory to the newborn King!
Peace on earth and mercy mild,
God and sinners reconciled."
Joyful, all ye nations rise,
Join the triumph of the skies;
With angelic host proclaim,
"Christ is born in Bethlehem!"
Hark! The herald angels sing,
"Glory to the newborn King!"
Hail the heav'n-born Prince of Peace!
Hail the Son of Righteousness!
Light and life to all He brings,
Ris'n with healing in His wings.
Mild He lays His glory by,
Born that man no more may die,
Born to raise the sons of earth,
Born to give them second birth.
Hark! The herald angels sing,
"Glory to the newborn King!"

Sleigh bells ring, are you list'ning?
In the lane, snow is glist'ning.
A beautiful sight, we're happy tonight,
Walking in a winter wonderland!
Gone away is the bluebird,
Here to stay is a new bird.
He 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 Brown;
He'll say, "Are you married?" We'll say "No, man.
But you can do the job when you're in town."
Later on, we'll conspire, as we dream by the fire,
To face unafraid, the plans that we made,
Walking in a winter wonderland!
Sleigh bells ring, are you list'ning?
In the lane, snow is glist'ning.
A beautiful sight, we're happy tonight,
Walking in a winter wonderland!
Gone away is the bluebird,
Here to stay is a new bird.
He sings a love song, as we go along,
Walking in a winter wonderland.
In the meadow we can build a snowman,
And pretend that he's a circus clown;
We'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 chilling?
We'll frolic and play the Eskimo way,
Walking in a winter wonderland!

It's beginning to look a lot like Christmas, everywhere 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 every store,
But the prettiest sight to see is the holly that will be
On your own front door.
A pair of hop-along 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, everywhere 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

Joy to the World! The Lord Is come.
Let earth receive her King,
Let ev'ry heart prepare Him room,
And heav'n and nature sing,
And heav'n and nature sing,
And heav'n, and heav'n and nature sing.
Joy to the World! The Savior reigns.
Let men their songs employ,
While fields and floods, rocks, hills and plains
Repeat the sounding joy,
Repeat the sounding joy,
Repeat, repeat the sounding joy

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.

O come, all ye faithful, joyful and triumphant,
O come ye, O come ye to Bethlehem.
Come and behold Him, born the King of angels.
O come, let us adore Him,
O come, let us adore Him,
O come, let us adore Him, Christ the Lord.
Sing, choirs of angels, sing in exultation;
Sing all ye citizens of heav'n above;
Glory to God in the highest.
O come, let us adore Him,
O come, let us adore Him,
O come, let us adore Him, Christ the Lord

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 every 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

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!
We wish you a Merry Christmas,
We wish you a Merry Christmas,
We wish you a Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year!