I'll be home for Christmas You can count on me Please, have snow and mistletoe And presents under the tree Christmas Eve will find me Where the love
Who's got a beard that's long and white? Santa's got a beard that's long and white Who comes around on a special night? Santa comes around on a special
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 shine The everlasting
City sidewalks, busy sidewalks Dressed in holiday style In the air there's a feeling of Christmas Children laughing, people passing Meeting smile after
Adeste fideles, laeti triumphantes, Venite, venite in Bethlehem! Natum videte, Regem angelorum Venite adoremus, Venite adoremus, Venite adoremus Dominum
Sleigh bells ring, are you listening In the lane, snow is glistening A beautiful sight, we're happy tonight Walking in a winter wonderland Sleigh bells
Lord I'm broke, I'm hungry, ragged and dirty too Broke and hungry, ragged and dirty too If I clean up sweet mama Can I stay all night with you? Lord,
Said the night wind to the little lamb, Do you see what I see Way up in the sky, little lamb, Do you see what I see A star, a star, dancing in the night
Woke up this morning, feeling blue Seen a good-lookin' girl, can I make love with you? Hey, hey, babe, I got blood in my eyes for you Hey, hey, babe,
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
Feel like a broke-down engine, ain't got no drivin' wheel Feel like a broke-down engine, ain't got no drivin' wheel You all been down and lonesome, you
Hawlin Alley on a dark and drizzly night Billy Lyons and Stack a Lee had one terrible fight All about that John.B. Stetson Hat Stack a Lee walked to
He was just a blue-eyed Boston boy His voice was low with pain I'll do your bidding, comrade mine If I ride back again But if you ride back and I am
"Get down, get down love Henry", she cried "And stay all night with me I have gold chains and the finest I have I'll apply them all to thee" I can't
Oh, there was a wealthy merchant, in london he did dwell. He had a lovely daughter, the truth to you I'll tell, Oh, the truth to you I'll tell. She had
Hot chili peppers in the blistering sun Dust on my face and my cape Me and Magdalena on the run I think this time we shall escape Sold my guitar to the
Strange things have happened like never before My baby told me, I would have to go I can't be good no more Once like I did before I can't be good, baby
I came to the place where the lone pilgrim lay And patiently stood by his tomb When in a low whisper I heard something say How sweetly I sleep here alone