Music by Leroy Anderson, arr. Brymer
Words by Mitchell Parish
Just hear those sleigh bells jingling, ring ting tingling too
Come on, it’s lovely weather for a sleigh ride together with you
Outside the snow is falling and friends are calling “yoo hoo,”
Come on, it’s lovely weather for a sleigh ride together with you.
Giddy yap, giddy yap, giddy yap, let’s go,
Let’s look at the show, We’re riding in a wonderland of snow.
Giddy yap, giddy yap, giddy yap, It’s grand, Just holding your hand,
We’re gliding along with a song of a wintry fairy land
Our cheeks are nice and rosy and comfy cozy are we
We’re snuggled up together like two birds of a feather would be
Let’s take that road before us and sing a chorus or two
Come on, it’s lovely weather for a sleigh ride together with you.
There’s a birthday party at the home of Farmer Gray
It’ll be the perfect ending a perfect day
We’ll be singing the songs we love to sing without a single stop
At the fireplace while we watch the chestnuts pop. pop! pop! pop!
There’s a happy feeling nothing in the world can buy
When they pass around the coffee and the pumpkin pie
It’ll nearly be like a picture print by Currier and Ives
These wonderful things are the things we remember all through our lives!
Just hear those sleigh bells jingling, ring ting tingling too
Come on, it’s lovely weather for a sleigh ride together with you
Outside the snow is falling and friends are calling “yoo hoo,”
Come on, it’s lovely weather for a sleigh ride together with you.
Winter Wonderland
Music by Felix Bernard & Lyrics by Dick Smith
Over the ground lies a mantle of white
A heaven of diamonds shine down through the night
Two hearts are thrillin’ in spite of the chill in the weather
Love knows no seasons, love knows no climb
Romance can blossom, any old time
Here in the open, we’re walkin’ and hopin’ together!
Sleigh bells ring, are you listenin’?
In the lane, snow is glistenin’
A beautiful site, we’re happy tonight
Walkin’ in the winter wonderland
Gone away is the blue bird
Here to stay is a new bird
He sings his love song, as we go along
Walkin’ in the 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
Walkin’ in the winter wonderland.
In the meadow we can build a snowman
Then pretend that he’s a circus clown.
We’ll have lots of fun with Mister Snowman.
Until the other kiddies knock ‘im down!
When it snows, ain’t it thrillin’
Though your nose gets a chlllin’
We’ll frolic and play the YPCC way.
Walkin’ in the winter wonderland.
Music by Jules Styne & Lyrics by Sammy Cain
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.
When we finally kiss good night, how I’ll hate going out in the storm;
But if you 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!
Music by Gustav Holst, arr. Karen Buckwalter
Music by Eric Whitacre
Text by Edward Esch, Translated into Latin by Charles Anthony Silvestri
Lux, Calida gravisque pura velut aurum
Light, warm and heavy as pure gold
Et canunt angeli molliter modo natum.
and angels sing softly to the new-born babe.
Traditional Southern Harmony, arr. Shawn Kirchner
Text by Reginald Heber
Hail the bless’d mom, see the great Mediator
down from the regions of glory descend!
Shepherds go worship the babe in the manger,
lo, for his guard the bright angels attend.
Brightest and best of the stars of the morning,
dawn on our darkness and lend us thine aid
Star in the East, the horizon adorning,
guide where our infant Redeemer is laid.
Cold on his cradle the dewdrops are are shining,
low lies his bed with the beasts of the stall.
Angels adore him in slumber reclining,
Maker, and Monarch, and Savior of all.
Shall we not yield him, in costly devotion
odours of Edom and off’rings divine
Gems of the mountains and pearls of the ocean
myrrh from the forest or gold from the mine?
Brightest and best of the stars of the morning,
dawn on our darkness and lend us thine aid
Star in the East, the horizon adorning,
guide where our infant Redeemer is laid.
Traditional Carol, arr. Kevin McChesney
Traditional Carols arr. Gregg Kottyan & edited by Mike Franzosa
The first Noel the angel did say was to certain poor shepherds in fields as they lay;
In fields where they lay tending their sheep, on a cold winter’s night that was so deep.
Noel, Noel, Noel, Noel, Born is the King of Israel.
For all to see there was a star shining in the east, beyond them far;
And to the earth it gave great light, and so it continued both day and night.
Noel, Noel, Noel, Noel, Born is the King of Israel.
Good King Wenceslas looked out on the feast of Stephen
When the snow lay round about deep and crisp and even
Brightly shone the moon that night though the frost was cruel
When a poor man came in sight gathering winter fuel
“Hither, page, and stand by me, if you know it, telling
Yonder peasant, who is he? Where and what his dwelling?”
“Sire, he lives a good league hence underneath the mountain
Right against the forest fence by Saint Agnes’ fountain.”
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!
Adeste Fideles laeti triumphantes,
Veníte, veníte in Bethlehem.
Natum vidéte, Regem Angelorum:
Veníte adoremus, Veníte adoremus
Veníte adoremus Dóminum
Music by M. Leontovich, arr. Peter Wilhousky
Words by Peter Wilhousky
Hark how the bells, sweet silver bells, all seem to say, throw cares away
Christmas is here, bringing good cheer, to young and old, meek and the bold.
Ding dong ding dong that is their song with joyful ring all caroling.
One seems to hear words of good cheer from everywhere filling the air.
Oh how they pound, raising the sound, o′er hill and dale, telling their tale.
Gaily they ring while people sing songs of good cheer, Christmas is here.
Merry, Merry, Merry, Merry Christmas, Merry, Merry, Merry, Merry Christmas.
On, on they send, on without end, their joyful tone to every home.
Music by John H. Hopkins, Jr. adapted by Joel Raney
Christmas Pops - arr. Tammy Waldrop
Music by Julie Styne
Words by Sammy Cahn
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.
When we finally kiss good night, how I’ll hate going out in the storm;
But if you 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!
Music by J. Fred Coots
Words by Haven Gillespie
You better watch out, you better not cry,
You better not pout, I’m telling you why;
Santa Claus is coming to town!
He’s making a list and checking it twice,
Gonna find out who’s naughty or nice.
Santa Claus is coming to town!
He sees you when you’re sleeping. He knows when you’re awake.
He knows if you’ve been bad or good, so be good for goodness sake!
Oh...You better watch out, you better not cry
You better not pout, I’m telling you why;
Santa Claus is coming to town!
Words and Music by Hugh Martin and Ralph Blane
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
Hang a shining star upon the highest bough
And have yourself a merry little Christmas now
Traditional English Folk Song
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,
We wish you a Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year!
Traditional Scotch Air
Words by Robert Burns
Should auld acquaintance be forgot and never brought to mind
Should auld acquaintance be forgot and auld lang syne
For auld lang syne, my dear, For auld lang syne
We’ll tak a cup o’ kindness yet, for auld lang syne!