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Christmas Lyrics
Christmas Songs, Carols and Hymns!!
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Christmas Lyrics On This Page:
Pine Cones And Holly Berries
Parade Of The Wooden Soldiers
Pat - A - Pan Version 1
Pat - A - Pan Version 2
Pat - A - Pan Version 3
Pretty Paper
If there are any songs you know and would like to see added to these lyrics pages, please use the contact button on the left. I am always interested in complete lyrics - especially to 'antique' Christmas songs, hymns and carols!
Also... If you happen to know the author or translator for any of the Christmas lyrics I have marked as unknown, please contact me with the information and I will make sure it gets on these pages!
Pine cones and Holly Berries
Popcorn for you, apples for me
Red striped candy, nut cracker handy
Kettle a-bubbling hot as can be.
snow clouds hang low and threatening
Maybe in won't, praying it may
the brightest fireplace glows in every face
Waiting for Christmas day.
There'll be walk-a-round songs and
talk-a-round songs
Songs of the inn and stable.
There'll be morning time songs and
evening time songs
And grace at every table.
And Jingle bells will jingle all the way all day.
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.
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The toy shop door is locked up tight,
And ev'rything is quiet for the night,
When suddenly the clock strikes twelve,
The fun's begun.
The dolls are in their best arrayed,
There's going to be a wonderful parade,
Hark to the drum,
oh, here they come, Cries ev'ryone.
Hear them all cheering,
Now they are nearing,
There's the captain stiff as starch.
Bayonets flashing,
Music is crashing,
As the wooden soldiers march.
Sabers a-clinking,
Soldiers a-winking,
At each pretty little maid,
Here they come,
Here they come,
Here they come,
Here they come,
Wooden soldiers on parade.
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Willie, get your little drum,
Robin, bring your flute, and come.
Aren’t they fun to play upon?
Tu-re-lu-re-lu, pat-a-pat-a-pan;
When you play your fife and drum,
How can anyone be glum?
When the men of olden days
Gave the King of Kings their praise,
They had pipes to play upon.
Tu-re-lu-re-lu, pat-a-pat-a-pan;
And also the drums they’d play,
Full of joy, on Christmas Day.
God and man today become
Closely joined as flute and drum.
Let the joyous tune play on!
Tu-re-lu-re-lu, pat-a-pat-a-pan;
As the instruments you play,
We will sing, this Christmas Day.
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Take thy tabor and thy flute,
None today must e'er be mute:
With such jolly shepherd toys,
Tu-re-lu-re-lu, pa-ta-pa-ta-pan;
To the sound of this shrill noise,
Let us raise a Noel, Boys!
Long ago our fathers sang
Such a song on this same day:
'Twas of Bethlehem, their lay,
Tu-re-lu-re-lu, pa-ta-pa-ta-pan;
Where wise kings and shepherds stray
To the stars their music rang.
As we join our choicest airs,
In a hymn that upward fares:
Earth and heaven seem near our prayers:
Tu-re-lu-re-lu, pa-ta-pa-ta-pan;
Vanish all our daily cares
While we dance and sing Noel.
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Willie, take your little drum,
With your whistle, Robin, come.
When we hear the fife and drum,
Tu-re-lu-re-lu, pat-a-pat-a-pan;
When we hear the fife and drum:
Christmas should be frolicsome.
Thus the men of olden days
Loved the King of Kings to praise;
When we hear the fife and drum,
Tu-re-lu-re-lu, pat-a-pat-a-pan;
When we hear the fife and drum:
Sure our children won't be dumb!
God and man are now become
More at one than fife and drum.
When you hear the fife and drum,
Tu-re-lu-re-lu, pat-a-pat-a-pan;
When you hear the fife and drum:
Dance, and make the village hum!
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Crowded streets
Busy feet
Hustle by him
Downtown shoppers
Christmas is night
There he sits
All alone
On the sidewalk
Hoping that you won´t
Pass him by
Should you stop
Better not
Much too busy
You´re in a hurry
My, how time does fly
In the distance
The ringing of laughter
And in the midst
Of the laughter
He cries
Pretty paper
Pretty ribbons of blue
Wrap your presents
To your darling
From you
Pretty pencils
To write "I love you"
Pretty paper
Pretty ribbons
Of blue
Pretty blue
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