There is no Christmas Like a home Christmas With your Dad and Mother Sis an' Brother there With their hearts humming At your home comin' And that Merry
Christ was born O night divine O night, O night divine! O holy night O night divine Music by Adolphe Charles Adam, 1803-1856 Words by Placide Cappeau de
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
Frosty the Snowman Was a jolly happy soul With a corncob pipe and a button nose And two eyes made of coal Frosty the Snowman Is a fairytale, they say
( doo, doo, doo doo . . . ) Friendship is a holly tree, That brightens as it grows, Friendship is a holly tree, But love is a Christmas rose!
You better watch out You better not cry You better not pout I'm telling you why Santa Claus is comin' to town Santa Claus is comin' to town Santa Claus
Come, they told me pa ra pa pa pum A new born King to see pa ra pa pa pum Our finest gifts we bring pa ra pa pa pum To lay before the King pa ra pa pa
Ave Maria gratia plena Dominus tecum Et Benedicta tu in mulieribus Et Benedictus fructus ventris Ventris tui Jesus Santa Maria, Santa Maria, Maria Ora
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
On the first day of christmas My true love gave to me . . . A partridge in a pear tree! On the second day of christmas My true love gave to me . . .
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 gaze For the holidays
doodle oodle, ooh doo Doodle oodle, ooh doo, doo Do you like me Perry? Oh very, do you like me Hutton? Like a glutton, so, where's your 'Como' button
A dream is a wish your heart makes When you're fast asleep In dreams you will lose your heartaches Whatever you wish for, you keep Have faith in your
Climb aboard a butterfly An' take off on the breeze Let your worries flutter by An' do the things you please In a land where dollar bills Are fallin'
'Twas just a garden in the rain, close to a little leafy lane a touch of colour 'neath skies of gray! The raindrops kissed the flower beds the
I'm dreaming of a white Christmas Just like the ones I used to know Where the tree tops glisten and children listen To hear sleigh bells in the snow