Frank Sinatra - Ultimate Christmas Lyrics
The Christmas Waltz
Merry Christmas
Merry Christmas
May your every New Year dream come true
Frosted window panes
Candles gleaming inside
Painted candy canes on the tree
Santa's on his way
He's filled his sleigh with things
Things for you and for me
It's that time of year
When the world falls in love
Every song you hear seems to say
Merry Christmas
May your New Year dreams come true
And this song of mine
In three-quarter time
Wishes you and yours
The same thing too
Santa's on his way
He's filled his sleigh with things
Pretty things for you and for me
It's that time of year
When the world falls in love
Every song you hear seems to say
Merry Christmas
May your New Year dreams come true
And this song of mine
In three-quarter time
Wishes you and yours
Everyone
Merry Christmas
Merry Christmas
May your every New Year dream come true (Merry Christmas)
Writer: Jule Styne, Sammy Cahn
Copyright: Lyrics © CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
It Came Upon A Midnight Clear
It came upon the midnight clear
That glorious song of old
From Angels playing near the earth
To touch their harps of gold
Peace on the earth could will two men
From Heaven's all-gracious King
The world in solemn stillness lay
To hear the Angels sing
And I hear them singing
Sing, I do hear them singing
The first Noel the Angel did say
Was to certain poor shepherds in fields as they lay
In fields where they lay, they keeping their sheep
On a cold winter's night that was so deep
It came upon the midnight clear
That glorious song of old
From Angels playing near the earth
To touch their harps of gold
Peace on the earth could will two men
From Heaven's all-gracious King
The world in solemn stillness lay
To hear the Angels sing
And I hear them singing
Sing, I do hear them singing
The first Noel the Angel did say
Was to certain poor shepherds in fields as they lay
In fields where they lay, they keeping their sheep
On a cold winter's night that was so deep
Writer: Edmund Sears, Fred Bock, Richard Willis
Copyright: Lyrics © Peermusic Publishing, FRED BOCK MUSIC CO.,INC.
The Christmas Song (Merry Christmas To You)
Chestnuts roasting on an open fire
Jack Frost nipping at your nose
Yule-tide carols being sung by a choir
And folks dressed up like Eskimos
Everybody knows a turkey and some mistletoe
Help to make the season bright
Tiny tots with their eyes all aglow
Will find it hard to sleep tonight
They know that Santa's on his way
He's loaded lots of toys and 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
Ill Be Home For Christmas (If Only In My Dreams)
I'll be home for Christmas
You can plan on me
Please have snow and mistletoe
And presents on the tree
Christmas Eve will find me
Where the lovelight gleams
I'll be home for Christmas
If only in my dreams
I'll be home for Christmas
You can plan on me
Please have snow and mistletoe
And presents on the tree
Christmas Eve will find me
Where the lovelight gleams
I'll be home for Christmas
If only in my dreams
Writer: Buck Ram, Kim Gannon, Walter Kent
Copyright: Lyrics © GANNON & KENT MUSIC CO, CARLIN AMERICA INC, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Santa Claus Is Coming To Town
You better watch out, you better not cry
You better not pout, I'm telling you why
Santa Claus is comin' to town
He's making a list, he's checking it twice
He's gonna find out who's naughty and nice
Santa Claus is comin' 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 comin' to town
Santa Claus, Santa Claus, we're here, we're right here
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
You better watch out, you better not cry
You better not pout, I'm telling you why
Santa Claus is comin' to town
Yes, he's on his way (on his way)
He's got toys on his sleigh
Santa (Santa Claus) is comin' to town
He's coming to town (where'd you go?)
Writer: John Coots, Haven Gillespie
Copyright: Lyrics © Wixen Music Publishing, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
An Old Fashioned Christmas
Give me an old fashioned Christmas, an old fashioned Christmas
Family faces, wide open spaces, covered with snow
Right now my mom there in the kitchen, basting the Christmas bird
You'll have to take my word, you can't find that at the automat
An old fashioned fireplace, give me an old fashioned fireplace
My heart remembers smoldering embers, warming your glow
I'd trade that whole Manhattan skyline, the shimmering steel and chrome
For one old fashioned Christmas back home
Writer: JIMMY VAN HEUSEN, SAMMY CAHN
Copyright: Lyrics © CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC
I Heard The Bells On Christmas Day
I heard the bells on Christmas day
Their old familiar carols play,
And wild and sweet the words repeat
Of peace on earth, good will to men.
I thought how, as the day had come,
The belfries of all Christendom
Had rolled along th' unbroken song
Of peace on earth, good will to men.
And in despair I bowed my head
"There is no peace on earth," I said,
"For hate is strong and mocks the song
Of peace on earth, good will to men."
Then pealed the bells more loud and deep:
"God is not dead, nor doth He sleep;
The wrong shall fail, the right prevail
With peace on earth, good will to men."
Till ringing, singing on its way
The world revolved from night to day,
A voice, a chime, a chant sublime
Of peace on earth, good will to men.
Writer: DP, JUSTIN ROBERT CASH
Copyright: Lyrics © ST. NICHOLAS MUSIC INC. , Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.
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
Writer: Henry Onorati, Katherine K. Davis, Harry Simeone
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, INTERNATIONAL KORWIN CORP
Whatever Happened To Christmas?
Whatever happened to Christmas? It's gone and left no traces,
Whatever happened to the faces or the glow,
Whatever happened to Christmas, to Christmas way of living?
Whatever happened to the giving, the magic in the snow?
Remember the sight and the smell and the sound,
And remember hearing the call,
Remember how love was all around, whatever happened to it all?
Whatever happened to Christmas, bells in the streets were ringing,
Whatever happened to the singing, the songs we used to know.
Whatever happened to this Christmas, and when did it disappeared from view,
Where was I, and whatever happened to you?
Whatever happened to Christmas and you?
Writer: JIMMY L WEBB
Copyright: Lyrics © ZELLS MUSIC COMPANY
The Twelve Days Of Christmas
On the (first) day of Christmas, we gave our loving dad (my children gave to me)
Twelve dozen kisses, Eleven jars of jelly, Ten silken hankies,
Nine games of scrabble, Eight pairs of cufflinks, Seven books of fiction,
Six golden lighters, Five ivory combs,
Four mission lights, Three golf clubs, Two silken scarfs,
And a most lovely lavender tie.
Writer: STEVEN JAMES BROWN, TRADITIONAL, FREDERIC AUSTIN
Copyright: Lyrics © EMI Music Publishing, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
The Bells Of Christmas (Greensleeves)
The bells, the bells, ringing everywhere for the sound of Christmas is in the air,
The bells, the bells, from the steeple above, telling us it's the season of love,
Ring out, let the tale be told that inspires the dream of the young and old,
Love, love, let your hearts unfold, for the bells of Christmas are ringing.
The bells, the bells, on a wintry night, with the friendly fire burning warm and bright,
The bells, the bells, on the steeple above, telling us it's the season of love.
Ring out, let the tale be told, that inspires the dream of the young and old,
Love, love, let your hearts unfold, for the bells of Christmas are ringing.
The bells, the bells, they've been here and now, to a world that almost forgotten how
The bells, the bells, from the steeple above, telling us it's the season of love.
Ring out, let the tale be told that inspires the dream of the young and old,
Love, love, let your hearts unfold, for the bells of Christmas are ringing.
The bells of Christmas are ringing.
Writer: SAMMY CAHN, JIMMY VAN HEUSEN
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC
I Wouldnt Trade Christmas
I wouldn't trade Christmas, no no, never would I,
Wouldn't trade Christmas, I love you the best,
I wouldn't trade Christmas, no no, never would I,
Wouldn't trade Christmas, I love you the best.
It's time for the holly's of fun, and the folly or all of that jolly jazz,
The people are glowing, the sand is now showing, each window is showing it has
All the latest in choicing, the daddy invoicing and all that razzle that does,
But I wouldn't trade Christmas, wouldn't trade Christmas for New Year's Day,
Thanksgiving, Halloween and the rest. Christmas we love you the best.
I wouldn't trade, no, no. never would I, wouldn't trade Christmas, I love you the best.
The traffic gets poky, the turkey gets smoky, and all of that holy stuff,
The people are shopping for things they'll be swapping like filigree boxes of snuff,
Though you pour the hot toddy, to force everybody, though half of the toddy's enough,
I wouldn't trade Christmas, wouldn't trade Christmas for Father's Day or Mother's,
Valentine, and the rest, Christmas we love you the best.
The jingle fell jingle you feel the old tingle, you buy the first single scene.
The idea is clever but subways will never quite handle that huge evergreen.
And the old office party, with Stanley and Molly keep drinking until they turn green.
But I wouldn't trade Christmas, wouldn't trade Christmas for Labor Day, or Easter,
Washington and the rest, Christmas we love you the best.
Writer: JIMMY VAN HEUSEN, SAMMY CAHN
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC
A Baby Just Like You
The season is upon us now
A time for gifts and giving
And as the year draws to its close
I think about my living
The Christmas time when I was young,
The magic and the wonder,
But colors dull and candles dim,
And dark my standing under
O little Zachary, shining light
You've set my soul to dreaming
You've given back my joy in life
And filled me with new meaning
A Savior King was born that day,
A baby just like you,
And as the Magi came with gifts,
I come with my gift too
That peace on Earth fills up your time,
That brotherhood surrounds you.
That you may know the warmth of love,
And wrap it all around you
It's just a wish, a dream I'm told
From days when I was young
Merry Christmas, little Zachary
Merry Christmas, everyone
Merry Christmas, little Zachary
Merry Christmas, everyone
Writer: JOHN DENVER, JOE HENRY
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., RESERVOIR MEDIA MANAGEMENT INC, BMG Rights Management
Christmas Memories
Singing carols, stringing popcorn
Making footprints in the snow
Memories, Christmas memories
They're the sweetest ones I know
Cookies baking in the kitchen
Cards and ribbons everywhere
Frosty, Christmas memories
Float like snowflakes in the air
And oh, the joy of waking Christmas mornings
The family round the tree
We had a way of making Christmas morning
As merry as can be
I close my eyes and see shining faces
Of all the children who now have children of their own
Funny, but comes December
And I remember every Christmas I've known
Writer: ALAN BERGMAN, DOMENICK COSTA, MARILYN BERGMAN
Copyright: Lyrics © SPIRIT MUSIC GROUP