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
Noel, Noel, Noel, Noel Born is the King of Israel Noel, Noel, Noel, Noel Born is the King, born is the King Born is the King of Israel Noel, Noel, Noel
a star Shining bright 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
And there it did both stop and stay Right over the place where Jesus lay. Noel, Noel, Noel, Noel Born is the King of Israel! Noel, Noel, Noel, Noel
Noel, Noel, Noel, Noel Born is the King of Israel The first Noel, the angels did say Was to certain for shepherds in fields where they lay In fields
they lay a keeping their sheep On a cold winter's night that was so deep Noel Noel Noel Noel Born is the King of Israel Noel Noel Noel Noel Born is
the earth it gave great light And so it continued both day and night Noel, Noel, Noel, Noel Born is the King of Israel Noel, Noel, Noel, Noel Born is
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
In Dulci Jubilo - Now sing with hearts a glow Our delight and pleasure - Lies In praesepio; Like sunshine is a treasure - Matris in gremio, Alpha es
On Christmas night all Christians sing To hear the news the angels bring On Christmas night all Christians sing To hear the news the angels bring News
In the bleak midwinter, frosty wind made moan Earth stood hard as iron, water like a stone Snow had fallen, snow on snow, snow on snow In the bleak midwinter
What child is this? Who meant to rest on Mary's lap is sleeping Who angels greet with anthem sweet While shepherds watch our keeping This, this is Christ
poor shepherds in fields as they lay In fields where they lay a keeping their sheep On a cold winter's night that was so deep Noel, Noel, Noel, Noel
Away in a manger, no crib for a bed The little Lord Jesus laid down His sweet head The stars in the bright sky looked down where He lay The little 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
The First Nowell, 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
God rest ye merry, gentlemen, let nothing you dismay For Jesus Christ, our Savior was born on Christmas day To save us all from Satan's power when we