Here we come a-caroling
Among the leaves so green
Here we coma a-wandering
So fair to be seen
Love and joy come to you
And to you glad Christmas too
And God bless you and send you
A Happy New Year
And God send you a Happy New Year
We are not daily beggars
That go from door to door
But we are friendly neighbors
Whom you have seen before
Love and joy come to you
And to you glad Christmas too
And God bless you and send you
A Happy New Year
And God send you 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
Good tidings to you
Wherever you are
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
We wish you a Merry Christmas
We wish you a Merry Christmas
We wish you a Merry Christmas
And a Happy New Year
Perry Como - The Classic Christmas Album Lyrics
Perry Como - The Classic Christmas Lyrics
- Here We Come a-Caroling / We Wish You a Merry Christmas
- Joy to the World
- Its Beginning to Look a Lot Like Christmas
- Let It Snow! Let It Snow! Let It Snow!
- There Is No Christmas Like a Home Christmas
- God Rest Ye Merry Gentlemen
- The Christmas Song (Merry Christmas to You)
- O Little Town of Bethlehem
- O Holy Night (Cantique de Noel)
- Winter Wonderland
- What Child Is This?
- The Little Drummer Boy
- Christmas Dream
- Silver Bells
- Have Yourself a Merry Little Christmas
- Angels We Have Heard on High
- White Christmas
- My Favorite Things
- The Story of The First Christmas
- Ave Maria
Writer: Traditional Traditional
Copyright: Lyrics © Kanjian Music
Copyright: Lyrics © Kanjian Music
Joy to the World
Joy to the world! the lord is come
Let earth receive her king.
Let every heart prepare him room,
And heaven and nature sing (and heaven and nature sing!)
And heaven and nature sing (and heaven and nature sing!)
And heaven and heaven 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 the sounding joy (repeat the sounding joy!)
Repeat, repeat the sounding joy.
He rules the world with truth and grace,
And makes the nations prove
The glories of his righteousness,
And wonders of his love (and wonders of his love!)
And wonders of his love (and wonders of his love!)
And wonders, and wonders of his love.
Let earth receive her king.
Let every heart prepare him room,
And heaven and nature sing (and heaven and nature sing!)
And heaven and nature sing (and heaven and nature sing!)
And heaven and heaven 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 the sounding joy (repeat the sounding joy!)
Repeat, repeat the sounding joy.
He rules the world with truth and grace,
And makes the nations prove
The glories of his righteousness,
And wonders of his love (and wonders of his love!)
And wonders of his love (and wonders of his love!)
And wonders, and wonders of his love.
Writer: Isaac Watts, G Handel, Roger Wagner
Copyright: Lyrics © HAL LEONARD LLC, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, O/B/O DistroKid, Integrity Music, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © HAL LEONARD LLC, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, O/B/O DistroKid, Integrity Music, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Its Beginning to Look a Lot Like Christmas
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 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 for 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
Now 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 (ha, ha, ha)
Soon the bells will start
And the thing that will make them ring
Is the carol that you sing
Right within your heart
A pair of Hopalong boots and a pistol that shoots
Is the wish of Barney and Ben
Dolls that'll talk and will go for a walk
Is the hope for Janice and Jen
And then mom and dad can hardly wait for school to start again
Aah ah-ah, ah-ah, ah-ah, ah-ah, ah-ah, ah-ah
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
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 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 for 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
Now 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 (ha, ha, ha)
Soon the bells will start
And the thing that will make them ring
Is the carol that you sing
Right within your heart
A pair of Hopalong boots and a pistol that shoots
Is the wish of Barney and Ben
Dolls that'll talk and will go for a walk
Is the hope for Janice and Jen
And then mom and dad can hardly wait for school to start again
Aah ah-ah, ah-ah, ah-ah, ah-ah, ah-ah, ah-ah
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
Writer: Meredith Willson
Copyright: Lyrics © Kanjian Music, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Copyright: Lyrics © Kanjian Music, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Let It Snow! Let It Snow! Let It Snow!
Hey!... let's do it again an' again!
If you will count up to ten,
That'll give me a chance to get my breath back
Then... we'll do it again an' again!
Don't stop until I say when
'Cause your kisses are sweet
An' I don't want the feelin' to end!
We glide on a magic carpet ride
All around us stars collide
And there's poetry inside my head
It seems I can hear some haunting theme
Yet there's something in your scheme
That's too real to be a dream instead!
Hey!... let's do it again an' again!
If you will count up to ten,
That'll give me a chance to get my breath back
Then... we'll do it again an' again!
Don't stop until I say when
'Cause your kisses are sweet
An' I don't want the feelin' to end!
The sound all around begins to pound
An' I know we're homeward bound
To a world we've often found before
We climb into space an' out of time
Then the bells begin to chime
We're in rhythm and in rhyme, once more!
Hey!... let's do it again an' again!
If you will count up to ten,
That'll give me a chance to get my breath back
Then... we'll do it again an' again!
Don't stop until I say when
'Cause your kisses are sweet
An' I don't want the feelin' to end!
Hey!... let's do it again an' again!
If you will count up to ten,
That'll give me a chance to get my breath back
Then... we'll do it again an' again!
Don't stop...
If you will count up to ten,
That'll give me a chance to get my breath back
Then... we'll do it again an' again!
Don't stop until I say when
'Cause your kisses are sweet
An' I don't want the feelin' to end!
We glide on a magic carpet ride
All around us stars collide
And there's poetry inside my head
It seems I can hear some haunting theme
Yet there's something in your scheme
That's too real to be a dream instead!
Hey!... let's do it again an' again!
If you will count up to ten,
That'll give me a chance to get my breath back
Then... we'll do it again an' again!
Don't stop until I say when
'Cause your kisses are sweet
An' I don't want the feelin' to end!
The sound all around begins to pound
An' I know we're homeward bound
To a world we've often found before
We climb into space an' out of time
Then the bells begin to chime
We're in rhythm and in rhyme, once more!
Hey!... let's do it again an' again!
If you will count up to ten,
That'll give me a chance to get my breath back
Then... we'll do it again an' again!
Don't stop until I say when
'Cause your kisses are sweet
An' I don't want the feelin' to end!
Hey!... let's do it again an' again!
If you will count up to ten,
That'll give me a chance to get my breath back
Then... we'll do it again an' again!
Don't stop...
Writer: KENNETH EDMONDS, JONATHAN ROBINSON
Copyright: Lyrics © TuneCore Inc., Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Capitol CMG Publishing, Songtrust Ave, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © TuneCore Inc., Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Capitol CMG Publishing, Songtrust Ave, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
There Is No Christmas Like a Home Christmas
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 Yuletide spirit
in the air!
( You can feel that
Yuletide spirit! )
Christmas bells, Christmas bells,
ringing loud an' strong
follow them, follow them,
you've been away too long!
There is no Christmas
like a home Christmas
for that's the time of year
all roads lead home!
( Merry Christmas,
Merry, Merry Christmas! )
Christmas bells, Christmas bells,
ringing loud an' strong
follow them, follow them,
you've been away too long!
There is no Christmas
like a home Christmas
for that's the time of year . . .
the time when all roads lead home!
La, la, la la . . .
like a home Christmas
with your Dad and Mother,
Sis an' Brother there!
With their hearts humming
at your home comin'
and that Merry Yuletide spirit
in the air!
( You can feel that
Yuletide spirit! )
Christmas bells, Christmas bells,
ringing loud an' strong
follow them, follow them,
you've been away too long!
There is no Christmas
like a home Christmas
for that's the time of year
all roads lead home!
( Merry Christmas,
Merry, Merry Christmas! )
Christmas bells, Christmas bells,
ringing loud an' strong
follow them, follow them,
you've been away too long!
There is no Christmas
like a home Christmas
for that's the time of year . . .
the time when all roads lead home!
La, la, la la . . .
Writer: CARL SIGMAN, MICKEY J ADDY
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., MUSIC SALES CORPORATION
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., MUSIC SALES CORPORATION
God Rest Ye Merry Gentlemen
God rest ye merry, gentlemen,
Let nothing you dismay,
Remember Christ our Savior,
Was born on Christmas day
To save us all from Satan's power,
When we were gone astray,
Oh tidings of comfort and joy,
Comfort and joy,
Oh tidings of comfort and joy
From God our heavenly 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,
Oh tidings of comfort and joy,
Comfort and joy,
Oh tidings of comfort and joy
Oh tidings of comfort and joy,
Comfort and joy,
Oh tidings of comfort and joy
The Shepherds at these tidings,
Rejoiced much in mind,
And left their flocks a feeding,
In tempest storm and wind,
And went to Bethlehem straight way,
The blessed babe to find,
Oh tidings of comfort and joy,
Comfort and joy,
Oh tidings of comfort and joy
Let nothing you dismay,
Remember Christ our Savior,
Was born on Christmas day
To save us all from Satan's power,
When we were gone astray,
Oh tidings of comfort and joy,
Comfort and joy,
Oh tidings of comfort and joy
From God our heavenly 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,
Oh tidings of comfort and joy,
Comfort and joy,
Oh tidings of comfort and joy
Oh tidings of comfort and joy,
Comfort and joy,
Oh tidings of comfort and joy
The Shepherds at these tidings,
Rejoiced much in mind,
And left their flocks a feeding,
In tempest storm and wind,
And went to Bethlehem straight way,
The blessed babe to find,
Oh tidings of comfort and joy,
Comfort and joy,
Oh tidings of comfort and joy
Writer: DAVID FINDLAY, N TRADITIONAL
Copyright: Lyrics © RAY AND BERNICE CHARLES TRUST , Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © RAY AND BERNICE CHARLES TRUST , Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.
The Christmas Song (Merry Christmas to You)
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
Will help to make the season bright
Tiny tots with their eyes all a-glow
Will find it hard to sleep tonight
They know that Santa's on his way
He's loaded lots of toys
An' 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!
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!
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
Will help to make the season bright
Tiny tots with their eyes all a-glow
Will find it hard to sleep tonight
They know that Santa's on his way
He's loaded lots of toys
An' 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!
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!
Writer: DIMINO, GIUFFRIA, MEADOWS
Copyright: Lyrics © CARLIN AMERICA INC
Copyright: Lyrics © CARLIN AMERICA INC
O Little Town of Bethlehem
O, little town of Bethlehem,
How still we see thee lie;
Above thy deep and dreamless sleep,
The silent stars go by;
Yet in thy dark streets shineth,
The everlasting light
The hopes and fears of all the years
Are met in thee tonight.
For Christ is born of Mary
And gather all above
While mortals sleep the angels keep
Their watch of wond'ring love!
O, morning stars together
Proclaim the holy birth!
And praises sing to God our King
And peace to men on earth!
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 great glad tidings tell
O, come to us, abide with us,
Our Lord Emanuel!
Words and Music by Phillips Brooks
And Lewis H. Redner
How still we see thee lie;
Above thy deep and dreamless sleep,
The silent stars go by;
Yet in thy dark streets shineth,
The everlasting light
The hopes and fears of all the years
Are met in thee tonight.
For Christ is born of Mary
And gather all above
While mortals sleep the angels keep
Their watch of wond'ring love!
O, morning stars together
Proclaim the holy birth!
And praises sing to God our King
And peace to men on earth!
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 great glad tidings tell
O, come to us, abide with us,
Our Lord Emanuel!
Words and Music by Phillips Brooks
And Lewis H. Redner
Writer: Bill Walker, John Cash
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management
O Holy Night (Cantique de Noel)
O holy night
The stars are brightly shining
It is the night
Of the dear Saviour's birth!
Long lay the world
In sin and error pining
'till He appeared
And the soul felt it's worth!
A thrill of hope
The weary world rejoices,
For yonder breaks
A new an' glorious morn!
Fall on your knees
O hear the angel voices
O night divine
O night, when Christ was born
O night divine O night,
O night divine!
Fall on your knees
O hear the angel voices
O night divine
O night, when Christ was born
O night divine O night,
O night divine!
O holy night
The stars are brightly shining
It is the night
Of the dear Saviour's birth!
Long lay the world
In sin and error pining
'till He appeared
And the soul felt it's worth!
A thrill of hope
The weary world rejoices,
For yonder breaks
A new an' glorious morn!
Fall on your knees
O hear the angel voices
O night divine
O night, when Christ was born
O night divine O night,
O night divine!
Fall on your knees
O hear the angel voices
O night divine
O night, when Christ was born
O night divine O night,
O night divine!
O holy night
Writer: Adolphe Adam
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Winter Wonderland
Sleigh bells ring; are you list'nin'?
In the lane, snow is glist'nin',
A beautiful sight, we're happy to night
Walkin' 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
Walkin' in a winter wonderland!
In a meadow we can build a snowman,
Then pretend that he is Parson Brown;
Hell say, â??Are you married?â??
We'll say, â??No man!
But you can do the job when you're in town!â??
Later on we'll conspire
As we dream by the fire,
To face unafraid the plans that we made
Walkin' in a winter wonderland!
In the lane, snow is glist'nin',
A beautiful sight, we're happy to night
Walkin' 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
Walkin' in a winter wonderland!
In a meadow we can build a snowman,
Then pretend that he is Parson Brown;
Hell say, â??Are you married?â??
We'll say, â??No man!
But you can do the job when you're in town!â??
Later on we'll conspire
As we dream by the fire,
To face unafraid the plans that we made
Walkin' in a winter wonderland!
Writer: Felix Bernard, Richard B. Smith
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.
What Child Is This?
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 is Christ the King
Whom shepherds guard and angels sing.
Haste, haste to bring Him laud,
The Babe, the Son of Mary.
Why lies He in such mean estate
Where ox and ass are feeding?
Good Christian, fear: for sinners here,
The silent Word is pleading.
This, this is Christ the King
Whom shepherds guard and angels sing.
Haste, haste to bring Him laud,
The Babe, the Son of Mary.
Nails, spear, shall pierce Him through,
The Cross be borne, for me, for you:
Hail, hail, the Word made flesh,
The Babe, the Son of Mary!
This, this is Christ the King
Whom shepherds guard and angels sing.
Haste, haste to bring Him laud,
The Babe, the Son of Mary.
So bring Him incense, gold and myrrh;
Come peasant, king to own Him.
The King of Kings salvation brings;
Let loving hearts enthrone Him.
This, this is Christ the King
Whom shepherds guard and angels sing.
Haste, haste to bring Him laud,
The Babe, the Son of Mary.
Raise, raise, the song on high,
The Virgin sings her lullaby:
Joy joy for Christ is born,
The Babe, the Son of Mary!
This, this is Christ the King
Whom shepherds guard and angels sing.
Haste, haste to bring Him laud,
The Babe, the Son of Mary.
On Mary's lap is sleeping?
Whom angels greet with anthems sweet
While shepherds watch are keeping?
This, this is Christ the King
Whom shepherds guard and angels sing.
Haste, haste to bring Him laud,
The Babe, the Son of Mary.
Why lies He in such mean estate
Where ox and ass are feeding?
Good Christian, fear: for sinners here,
The silent Word is pleading.
This, this is Christ the King
Whom shepherds guard and angels sing.
Haste, haste to bring Him laud,
The Babe, the Son of Mary.
Nails, spear, shall pierce Him through,
The Cross be borne, for me, for you:
Hail, hail, the Word made flesh,
The Babe, the Son of Mary!
This, this is Christ the King
Whom shepherds guard and angels sing.
Haste, haste to bring Him laud,
The Babe, the Son of Mary.
So bring Him incense, gold and myrrh;
Come peasant, king to own Him.
The King of Kings salvation brings;
Let loving hearts enthrone Him.
This, this is Christ the King
Whom shepherds guard and angels sing.
Haste, haste to bring Him laud,
The Babe, the Son of Mary.
Raise, raise, the song on high,
The Virgin sings her lullaby:
Joy joy for Christ is born,
The Babe, the Son of Mary!
This, this is Christ the King
Whom shepherds guard and angels sing.
Haste, haste to bring Him laud,
The Babe, the Son of Mary.
Copyright: Lyrics © Original Writer and Publisher
The Little Drummer Boy
Come, they told me pa-rum pum pum pum
Our newborn King to see, pa-rum pum pum pum
Our finest gifts we bring pa-rum pum pum pum
To lay before the King pa-rum pum pum pum
Rum pum pum pum. rum pum pum pum
So to honor Him pa-rum pum pum pum
When we come
Little Baby pa-rum pum pum pum
I am a poor boy too, pa-rum pum pum pum
I have no gift to bring pa-rum pum pum pum
That's fit to give our King pa- rum pum pum pum
Rum pum pum pum, rum pum pum pum
Shall I play for you, pa-rum pum pum pum
on my drum?
Mary nodded pa-rum pum pum pum
The Ox and Lamb kept time pa-rum pum pum pum
I played my drum for Him pa-rum pum pum pum
I played my best for Him pa -rum pum pum pum
Rum pum pum pum, rum pum pum pum
Then He smiled at me pa-rum pum pum pum
Me and my drum
Our newborn King to see, pa-rum pum pum pum
Our finest gifts we bring pa-rum pum pum pum
To lay before the King pa-rum pum pum pum
Rum pum pum pum. rum pum pum pum
So to honor Him pa-rum pum pum pum
When we come
Little Baby pa-rum pum pum pum
I am a poor boy too, pa-rum pum pum pum
I have no gift to bring pa-rum pum pum pum
That's fit to give our King pa- rum pum pum pum
Rum pum pum pum, rum pum pum pum
Shall I play for you, pa-rum pum pum pum
on my drum?
Mary nodded pa-rum pum pum pum
The Ox and Lamb kept time pa-rum pum pum pum
I played my drum for Him pa-rum pum pum pum
I played my best for Him pa -rum pum pum pum
Rum pum pum pum, rum pum pum pum
Then He smiled at me pa-rum pum pum pum
Me and my drum
Writer: Henry Onorati, Katherine K. Davis, Harry Simeone
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., INTERNATIONAL KORWIN CORP
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., INTERNATIONAL KORWIN CORP
Christmas Dream
Watch me now, here I go, all I needs a little snow!
Starts me off, sets the theme, helps me dream my Christmas dream,
Every year I dream it, hoping things will change,
An end to the crying, the shouting, the dying,
And I hope you will dream it too!
It's Christmas,
Remember?
We've got to remember!
So, light the light, I'm home tonight,
I need you to warm me, to calm me, to love me!
To help me to dream my Christmas dream!
Crazy things, said an' done,
Every single day but one!
Every night should, I believe,
Be the same as Christmas Eve,
Nights should all be silent,
Days should all slow down,
An end to the hurry, the noise and the worry!
And I hope you believe that too!
It's Christmas,
Remember?
Does no one remember?
The whole world needs, a Christmas dream,
We need it to warm us, to calm us, to love us,
To help us to dream our Christmas dream!
Starts me off, sets the theme, helps me dream my Christmas dream,
Every year I dream it, hoping things will change,
An end to the crying, the shouting, the dying,
And I hope you will dream it too!
It's Christmas,
Remember?
We've got to remember!
So, light the light, I'm home tonight,
I need you to warm me, to calm me, to love me!
To help me to dream my Christmas dream!
Crazy things, said an' done,
Every single day but one!
Every night should, I believe,
Be the same as Christmas Eve,
Nights should all be silent,
Days should all slow down,
An end to the hurry, the noise and the worry!
And I hope you believe that too!
It's Christmas,
Remember?
Does no one remember?
The whole world needs, a Christmas dream,
We need it to warm us, to calm us, to love us,
To help us to dream our Christmas dream!
Writer: ANDREW LLOYD-WEBBER, TIM RICE
Copyright: Lyrics © EMI Music Publishing, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © EMI Music Publishing, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Silver Bells
Silver bells, silver bells
It's Christmas time in the city
Ring-a-ling, hear them ring
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
Silver bells (silver bells!) silver bells
(silver bells!)
It's Christmas time in the city
Ring-a-ling (ring-a-ling!) hear them ring
(hear them ring!)
Soon it will be Christmas day!
Strings of street lights, even stop lights
Blink of bright red an' 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!) silver bells
(silver bells!)
It's Christmas time in the city
Ring-a-ling (ring-a-ling!) hear them ring
(hear them ring!)
Soon it will be Christmas day!
Silver bells (silver bells!) silver bells
(silver bells!)
It's Christmas time in the city
Ring-a-ling (ring-a-ling!) hear them ring
(hear them ring!!)
Soon
It's Christmas time in the city
Ring-a-ling, hear them ring
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
Silver bells (silver bells!) silver bells
(silver bells!)
It's Christmas time in the city
Ring-a-ling (ring-a-ling!) hear them ring
(hear them ring!)
Soon it will be Christmas day!
Strings of street lights, even stop lights
Blink of bright red an' 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!) silver bells
(silver bells!)
It's Christmas time in the city
Ring-a-ling (ring-a-ling!) hear them ring
(hear them ring!)
Soon it will be Christmas day!
Silver bells (silver bells!) silver bells
(silver bells!)
It's Christmas time in the city
Ring-a-ling (ring-a-ling!) hear them ring
(hear them ring!!)
Soon
Writer: Ray Evans, Jay Livingston
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Have Yourself a Merry Little Christmas
Have yourself a merry little Christmas
Let your heart be light
From now on, our troubles will be out of sight
Have yourself a merry little Christmas
Make the Yuletide gay
From now on, our troubles will be miles away
Here we are as in olden days
Happy golden days of yore
Faithful friends who are dear to us
Gather near to us once more
Through the years we all will be together
If the fates allow
So hang a shining star upon the highest bough
And have yourself a merry little Christmas now
Have yourself a merry little Christmas
Let your heart be light
From now on, our troubles will be out of sight
Have yourself a merry little Christmas
Make the Yuletide gay
From now on, our troubles will be miles away
Here we are as in olden days
Happy golden days of yore
Faithful friends who are dear to us
Gather near to us once more
Through the years we all will be together
If the fates allow
So hang a shining star upon the highest bough
And have yourself a merry little Christmas now
Let your heart be light
From now on, our troubles will be out of sight
Have yourself a merry little Christmas
Make the Yuletide gay
From now on, our troubles will be miles away
Here we are as in olden days
Happy golden days of yore
Faithful friends who are dear to us
Gather near to us once more
Through the years we all will be together
If the fates allow
So hang a shining star upon the highest bough
And have yourself a merry little Christmas now
Have yourself a merry little Christmas
Let your heart be light
From now on, our troubles will be out of sight
Have yourself a merry little Christmas
Make the Yuletide gay
From now on, our troubles will be miles away
Here we are as in olden days
Happy golden days of yore
Faithful friends who are dear to us
Gather near to us once more
Through the years we all will be together
If the fates allow
So hang a shining star upon the highest bough
And have yourself a merry little Christmas now
Writer: Hugh Martin, Ralph Blane
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Angels We Have Heard on High
Angels we have heard on high
Sweetly singing over the plains
And the mountains in reply,
Echoing their joyous strains.
Glo-ori-a
In excelsis de-o
Glo-ori-a
In excelsis de-o
Shepherds, why this Jubilee?
Why your joyous strains prolong?
What the gladsome tidings be
Which inspire your heavenly song?
Glo-ori-a
In excelsis de-o
Glo-ori-a
In excelsis de-o
Come to Bethlehem and see
Him whose birth the angels sing;
Come, adore on bended knee
Christ, the Lord,
The newborn King
Glo-ori-a
In excelsis de-o
Glo-ori-a
In excelsis de-o
See Him in a manger laid
Jesus, Lord of heaven and earth!
Mary, Joseph, lend your aid,
With us sing our Savior's birth.
Glo-ori-a
In excelsis de-o
Glo-ori-a
In excelsis de-o
Sweetly singing over the plains
And the mountains in reply,
Echoing their joyous strains.
Glo-ori-a
In excelsis de-o
Glo-ori-a
In excelsis de-o
Shepherds, why this Jubilee?
Why your joyous strains prolong?
What the gladsome tidings be
Which inspire your heavenly song?
Glo-ori-a
In excelsis de-o
Glo-ori-a
In excelsis de-o
Come to Bethlehem and see
Him whose birth the angels sing;
Come, adore on bended knee
Christ, the Lord,
The newborn King
Glo-ori-a
In excelsis de-o
Glo-ori-a
In excelsis de-o
See Him in a manger laid
Jesus, Lord of heaven and earth!
Mary, Joseph, lend your aid,
With us sing our Savior's birth.
Glo-ori-a
In excelsis de-o
Glo-ori-a
In excelsis de-o
Copyright: Lyrics © Original Writer and Publisher
White Christmas
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!
I'm dreaming of a white Christmas
With every Christmas car I write.
May your days be merry an' bright
And may all your Christmas's be white!
I'm dreaming of a white Christmas
Just like the ones I used to know
Where the tree tops glisten
And children listen (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 an' bright
And may all your Christmas's be white!
Just like the ones I used to know
Where the tree tops glisten
And children listen
To hear sleigh bells in the snow!
I'm dreaming of a white Christmas
With every Christmas car I write.
May your days be merry an' bright
And may all your Christmas's be white!
I'm dreaming of a white Christmas
Just like the ones I used to know
Where the tree tops glisten
And children listen (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 an' bright
And may all your Christmas's be white!
Writer: Irving Berlin
Copyright: Lyrics © IMAGEM MUSIC INC.
Copyright: Lyrics © IMAGEM MUSIC INC.
My Favorite Things
Raindrops on roses,
And whiskers on kittens,
Bright copper kettles,
And warm woollen mittens,
Brown paper packages,
Tied up with strings,
These are a few of my favorite things . . .
Cream colored ponies,
An' crisp apple strudels,
Doorbells an' sleigh bells,
An' schnitzel with noodles,
Wild geese that fly with the moon on their wings,
These are a few of my favorite things . . .
Girls in white dresses,
With blue satin sashes,
Snow flakes that stay on my nose and eyelashes,
Silver white winters,
That melt into springs,
These are a few of my favorite things . . .
When the dog bites,
When the bee stings,
When I'm feelin' sad,
I simply remember my favorite things,
And then I don't feel so bad . . .
Roses....hmmm kittens...
Kettles.......mittens....
La dee da, la dee da,
La dee da, da,
These are a few of my favorite things . . .
When the dog bites,
When the bee stings,
When I'm feelin' sad,
I simply remember my favorite things,
And little by little my heavy heart sings . . .
And then I don't feel so bad . . .
And whiskers on kittens,
Bright copper kettles,
And warm woollen mittens,
Brown paper packages,
Tied up with strings,
These are a few of my favorite things . . .
Cream colored ponies,
An' crisp apple strudels,
Doorbells an' sleigh bells,
An' schnitzel with noodles,
Wild geese that fly with the moon on their wings,
These are a few of my favorite things . . .
Girls in white dresses,
With blue satin sashes,
Snow flakes that stay on my nose and eyelashes,
Silver white winters,
That melt into springs,
These are a few of my favorite things . . .
When the dog bites,
When the bee stings,
When I'm feelin' sad,
I simply remember my favorite things,
And then I don't feel so bad . . .
Roses....hmmm kittens...
Kettles.......mittens....
La dee da, la dee da,
La dee da, da,
These are a few of my favorite things . . .
When the dog bites,
When the bee stings,
When I'm feelin' sad,
I simply remember my favorite things,
And little by little my heavy heart sings . . .
And then I don't feel so bad . . .
Writer: Oscar Hammerstein, Richard Rodgers
Copyright: Lyrics © CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC
The Story of The First Christmas
This is Perry Como...
And I'd like to tell you the most wonderful, the most beautiful,
The most exciting story in the whole world,
The Story of the First Christmas!
Now suppose you make believe this is many, many years ago,
A long time before you were born!
You're standing on a hillside, near a little town in Palestine,
Do you see the man in the distance, walking slowly, leading a donkey?
His name is Joseph!
Someone is sitting on the back of the donkey,
And her name is Mary!
They've come a long, long way,
And they're heading for a little town near the hillside,
On which we're standing!
Something very special will happen in this little town tonight!
For this is the little town of Bethlehem!
Oh little town of Bethlehem,
How still we see thee lie,
Above thy deep and dreamless sleep,
The silent stars go by!
Yet in thy dark streets shineth,
The everlasting light!
The hopes and fears of all the years,
Are met in thee tonight!
Let's follow Joseph and Mary into the town of Bethlehem,
It's getting dark and all of the rooms at the Inn are taken,
But the kindly Innkeeper tells them
They could spend the night at a stable nearby!
Now I told you something was gonna happen, and it did!
A baby boy is born to Mary and Joseph,
Whom they call Jesus!
They have no baby's crib, so Mary puts little Jesus to sleep,
In the soft sweet hay of a manger!
Come, come, come to the manger,
Children sing and asleep on the hay,
Sing, sing, chorus of Angels,
Little Lord Jesus is born on this day!
Jesus is asleep in the manger,
So let's tiptoe out to the hillside near Bethlehem,
Where the Shepherds are tending their flock.
All at once the Shepherds are frightened,
You'd be frightened too,
Because a great light suddenly shines in the sky!
Even the animals are hushed and still,
But then you hear the voice of an Angel of the Lord!
And you're no longer frightened,
For the Angel brings good news,
News of a Saviour born this day,
News of Christ the Lord!
The First Noel! the Angels 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!
Noel, Noel, Noel, Noel!
Born is the King of Israel!
Well, we're still with the Shepherds,
On the hillside near Bethlehem.
We hear the Shepherds ask the Angel,
Where to find the Christ-child?
And the Angel tells them to go to the manger.
And as they leave the sky is filled with other Angels singing,
Glory to God! And on Earth Peace, Goodwill, to Men!
The Shepherds hurry to the manger,
Fall on their knees before the baby,
And they worship him!
For He is Christ the Lord!
Oh! Come all ye faithful,
Joyful and triumphant!
Oh Come ye, Oh Come ye, to Bethlehem!
Come and behold Him,
Born the King of Angels,
Oh! Come let us adore Him,
Oh! Come let us adore Him,
Oh! Come let us adore Him,
Christ the Lord!
And now, look up into the sky!
Do you see that bright star twinkling in the heavens?
Far away, three men are looking at that star just as we are!
They're riding on camels,
And they're using the star as a guide to lead them to the Christ-child.
Who are these three men who follow the star?
We Three Kings of Orient are,
Bearing gifts, we traverse afar,
Field and fountain, moor and mountain,
Following yonder star!
Yes, the three men on the camels are the three wise men,
The new star guides them straight to Bethlehem,
To a little baby lying in a manger!
There the three wise men present gifts to the Christ-child,
The first Christmas gifts ever given to anyone,
A gift of gold, of frankincense, and of Mir!
And they too fall on their knees to worship Him,
And now, a great peace settles on the night,
For it is the Holy Night!
Silent night, holy night,
All is calm, all is bright,
'Round yon virgin mother and child,
Holy infant so tender and mild!
Sleep in heavenly peace,
Sleep in heavenly peace!
This is why when we celebrate Christmas,
We think of Bethlehem,
We think of the Virgin Mary,
We think of the three wise men,
And the birth of the Christ-child!
The First Christmas!
Oh! Come let us adore Him,
Christ the Lord!
And I'd like to tell you the most wonderful, the most beautiful,
The most exciting story in the whole world,
The Story of the First Christmas!
Now suppose you make believe this is many, many years ago,
A long time before you were born!
You're standing on a hillside, near a little town in Palestine,
Do you see the man in the distance, walking slowly, leading a donkey?
His name is Joseph!
Someone is sitting on the back of the donkey,
And her name is Mary!
They've come a long, long way,
And they're heading for a little town near the hillside,
On which we're standing!
Something very special will happen in this little town tonight!
For this is the little town of Bethlehem!
Oh little town of Bethlehem,
How still we see thee lie,
Above thy deep and dreamless sleep,
The silent stars go by!
Yet in thy dark streets shineth,
The everlasting light!
The hopes and fears of all the years,
Are met in thee tonight!
Let's follow Joseph and Mary into the town of Bethlehem,
It's getting dark and all of the rooms at the Inn are taken,
But the kindly Innkeeper tells them
They could spend the night at a stable nearby!
Now I told you something was gonna happen, and it did!
A baby boy is born to Mary and Joseph,
Whom they call Jesus!
They have no baby's crib, so Mary puts little Jesus to sleep,
In the soft sweet hay of a manger!
Come, come, come to the manger,
Children sing and asleep on the hay,
Sing, sing, chorus of Angels,
Little Lord Jesus is born on this day!
Jesus is asleep in the manger,
So let's tiptoe out to the hillside near Bethlehem,
Where the Shepherds are tending their flock.
All at once the Shepherds are frightened,
You'd be frightened too,
Because a great light suddenly shines in the sky!
Even the animals are hushed and still,
But then you hear the voice of an Angel of the Lord!
And you're no longer frightened,
For the Angel brings good news,
News of a Saviour born this day,
News of Christ the Lord!
The First Noel! the Angels 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!
Noel, Noel, Noel, Noel!
Born is the King of Israel!
Well, we're still with the Shepherds,
On the hillside near Bethlehem.
We hear the Shepherds ask the Angel,
Where to find the Christ-child?
And the Angel tells them to go to the manger.
And as they leave the sky is filled with other Angels singing,
Glory to God! And on Earth Peace, Goodwill, to Men!
The Shepherds hurry to the manger,
Fall on their knees before the baby,
And they worship him!
For He is Christ the Lord!
Oh! Come all ye faithful,
Joyful and triumphant!
Oh Come ye, Oh Come ye, to Bethlehem!
Come and behold Him,
Born the King of Angels,
Oh! Come let us adore Him,
Oh! Come let us adore Him,
Oh! Come let us adore Him,
Christ the Lord!
And now, look up into the sky!
Do you see that bright star twinkling in the heavens?
Far away, three men are looking at that star just as we are!
They're riding on camels,
And they're using the star as a guide to lead them to the Christ-child.
Who are these three men who follow the star?
We Three Kings of Orient are,
Bearing gifts, we traverse afar,
Field and fountain, moor and mountain,
Following yonder star!
Yes, the three men on the camels are the three wise men,
The new star guides them straight to Bethlehem,
To a little baby lying in a manger!
There the three wise men present gifts to the Christ-child,
The first Christmas gifts ever given to anyone,
A gift of gold, of frankincense, and of Mir!
And they too fall on their knees to worship Him,
And now, a great peace settles on the night,
For it is the Holy Night!
Silent night, holy night,
All is calm, all is bright,
'Round yon virgin mother and child,
Holy infant so tender and mild!
Sleep in heavenly peace,
Sleep in heavenly peace!
This is why when we celebrate Christmas,
We think of Bethlehem,
We think of the Virgin Mary,
We think of the three wise men,
And the birth of the Christ-child!
The First Christmas!
Oh! Come let us adore Him,
Christ the Lord!
Copyright: Lyrics © Original Writer and Publisher
Ave Maria
Ave Maria
Gratia plena
Maria, gratia plena
Maria, gratia plena
Ave, ave dominus
Dominus tecum
Benedicta tu in mulierbus
Et benedictus
Et benedictus fructus ventris
Ventris tue, Jesus
Ave Maria
(Aaaaaaaaahhhhhh
Ave Maria
Mater Dei)
Ora pro nobis peccatoribus
Ora, ora pro nobis
Ora, ora pro nobis peccatoribus
Nunc et in hora mortis
In hora mortis nostres
In hora mortis nostres
In hora mortis nostres
Ave Maria
(Aaaaaaaaahhhhhh)
Gratia plena
Maria, gratia plena
Maria, gratia plena
Ave, ave dominus
Dominus tecum
Benedicta tu in mulierbus
Et benedictus
Et benedictus fructus ventris
Ventris tue, Jesus
Ave Maria
(Aaaaaaaaahhhhhh
Ave Maria
Mater Dei)
Ora pro nobis peccatoribus
Ora, ora pro nobis
Ora, ora pro nobis peccatoribus
Nunc et in hora mortis
In hora mortis nostres
In hora mortis nostres
In hora mortis nostres
Ave Maria
(Aaaaaaaaahhhhhh)
Writer: FRANZ SCHUBERT
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management
The Perry Como Christmas Album is Perry Como's 15th RCA Victor 12" long-play album.
Como is accompanied on the album by the Ray Charles Singers and an orchestra arranged and conducted by Nick Perito. On two songs, "The Little Drummer Boy" and "Have Yourself a Merry Little Christmas", boy choristers from the Little Church Around the Corner and from Saint Thomas Church (Manhattan) also participated.
Performed By:
Perry ComoComo is accompanied on the album by the Ray Charles Singers and an orchestra arranged and conducted by Nick Perito. On two songs, "The Little Drummer Boy" and "Have Yourself a Merry Little Christmas", boy choristers from the Little Church Around the Corner and from Saint Thomas Church (Manhattan) also participated.
Genre(s): Pop Vocal
Released: October 1st, 1968
Year: 1968