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To: Sully- who wrote (482)	12/16/2003 4:02:17 PM
From: Sully-	Respond to of 35834

I Believe In Father Christmas They said there'll be snow at Christmas They said there'll be peace on Earth But instead it just kept on raining A veil of tears for the Virgin's birth I remember one Christmas morning A winters light and a distant choir And the peal of a bell and that Christmas Tree smell And their eyes full of tinsel and fire They sold me a dream of Christmas They sold me a Silent Night And they told me a fairy story 'Till I believed in the Israelite And I believed in Father Christmas And I looked at the sky with excited eyes 'Till I woke with a yawn in the first light of dawn And I saw him and through his disguise I wish you a hopeful Christmas I wish you a brave New Year All anguish pain and sadness Leave your heart and let your road be clear They said there'll be snow at Christmas They said there'll be peace on Earth Hallelujah Noel be it Heaven or Hell The Christmas you get you deserve by Emerson, Lake And Palmer

To: Sully- who wrote (482)	12/19/2003 2:44:59 AM
From: Sully-	Respond to of 35834

Jack Frost And The Hooded Crow Through long December nights we talk in words of rain or snow while you, through chattering teeth, reply and curse us as you go. Why not spare a thought this day for those who have no flame To warm their bones at Christmas time? Say Jack Frost and the Hooded Crow. Now as the last broad oak leaf falls, we beg: consider this --- there's some who have no coin to save for turkey, wine or gifts. No children's laughter round the fire, no family left to know. So lend a warm and a helping hand --- say Jack Frost and the Hooded Crow. As holly pricks and ivy clings, your fate is none too clear. The Lord may find you wanting, let your good fortune disappear. All homely comforts blown away and all that's left to show is to share your joy at Christmas time with Jack Frost and the Hooded Crow. Ian Anderson - Lyrics 20 Years of Jethro Tull Box Set - 1988

To: Sully- who wrote (482)	12/22/2003 6:23:44 AM
From: Sully-	Respond to of 35834

Another Christmas Song Hope everybody's ringing on their own bell, this fine morning. Hope everyone's connected to that long distance phone. Old man, he's a mountain. Old man, he's an island. Old man, he's a-walking says ``I'm going to call, call all my children home.'' Hope everybody's dancing to their own drum this fine morning --- the beat of distant Africa or a Polish factory town. Old man, he's calling for his supper. Calling for his whisky. Calling for his sons and daughters, yeah --- calling all his children round. Sharp ears are tuned in to the drones and chanters warming. Mist blowing round some headland, somewhere in your memory. Everyone is from somewhere --- even if you've never been there. So take a minute to remember the part of you that might be the old man calling me. How many wars you're fighting out there, this winter's morning? Maybe it's always time for another Christmas song. Old man he's asleep now. Got appointments to keep now. Dreaming of his sons and daughters, and proving --- proving that the blood is strong. Ian Anderson From Jethro Tull's, 'Rock Island'

To: Sully- who wrote (482)	12/24/2003 6:26:36 AM
From: Sully-	Respond to of 35834

Little Drummer Boy Come, they told me, parum pum pum pum, A new born King to see, parum pum pum pum, Our finest gifts we bring, parum pum pum pum, To lay before the King, parum pum pum pum, Rum pum pum pum, rum pum pum pum. So to honour Him, parum pum pum pum, When we come. Baby Jesus, parum pum pum pum, I am a poor boy too, parum pum pum pum, I have no gift to bring, parum pum pum pum, That's fit to give our King, parum pum pum pum, Rum pum pum pum, rum pum pum pum. Shall I play for you, parum pum pum pum On my drum? Mary nodded parum pum pum pum, The Ox and Lamb kept time, parum pum pum pum, I played my drum for Him, parum pum pum pum, I played my best for Him, parum pum pum pum, Rum pum pum pum, rum pum pum pum. Then He smiled at me, parum pum pum pum, Me and my drum.

To: Sully- who wrote (482)	12/24/2003 6:33:41 AM
From: Sully-	Respond to of 35834

Do You Hear What I Hear? 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 With a tail as big as a kite, With a tail as big as a kite." Said the little lamb to the shepherd boy, "Do you hear what I hear? Ringing through the sky, shepherd boy, Do you hear what I hear? A song, a song high above the trees With a voice as big as the the sea, With a voice as big as the the sea." Said the shepherd boy to the mighty king, "Do you know what I know? In your palace warm, mighty king, Do you know what I know? A Child, a Child shivers in the cold-- Let us bring him silver and gold, Let us bring him silver and gold." Said the king to the people everywhere, "Listen to what I say! Pray for peace, people, everywhere, Listen to what I say! The Child, the Child sleeping in the night He will bring us goodness and light, He will bring us goodness and light."

To: Sully- who wrote (482)	12/24/2003 6:39:33 AM
From: Sully-	Respond to of 35834

God Rest You Merry Gentlemen God rest you merry, gentlemen, Let nothing you dismay, Remember Christ our Savior Was born on Christmas Day; To save us all from Satan's power When we were gone astray. O tidings of comfort and joy, Comfort and joy, O tidings of comfort and joy! From God our heavenly Father A blessed angel came; And unto certain shepherds Brought tiding of the same; How that in Bethlehem was born The Son of God by name. "Fear not, then," said the angel, "Let nothing you affright; This day is born a Savior Of a pure virgin bright, To free all those who trust in him From Satan's power and might." Now to the Lord sing praises, All you within this place, And with true love and brotherhood Each other now embrace; this holy tide of Christmas Doth bring redeeming grace.

To: Sully- who wrote (482)	12/24/2003 6:50:42 AM
From: Sully-	Read Replies (2) \| Respond to of 35834

O Holy Night O holy night, the stars are brightly shining; It is the night of the dear Savior’s birth! Long lay the world in sin and error pining, Till He appeared and the soul felt its worth. A thrill of hope, the weary soul rejoices, For yonder breaks a new and glorious morn. Fall on your knees, O hear the angel voices! O night divine, O night when Christ was born! O night, O holy night, O night divine! Led by the light of faith serenely beaming, With glowing hearts by His cradle we stand. So led by light of a star sweetly gleaming, Here came the wise men from Orient land. The King of kings lay thus in lowly manger, In all our trials born to be our Friend! He knows our need—to our weakness is no stranger. Behold your King; before Him lowly bend! Behold your King; before Him lowly bend! Truly He taught us to love one another; His law is love and His Gospel is peace. Chains shall He break for the slave is our brother And in His Name all oppression shall cease. Sweet hymns of joy in grateful chorus raise we, Let all within us praise His holy Name! Fall on your knees, O hear the angel voices! O night divine, O night when Christ was born! O night, O holy night, O night divine!

To: Sully- who wrote (482)	12/24/2003 6:52:50 AM
From: Sully-	Respond to of 35834

Silent Night Silent night, holy night, All is calm, all is bright Round yon virgin mother and child. Holy infant so tender and mild, Sleep in heavenly peace. Sleep in heavenly peace. Silent night, holy night, Shepherds quake at the sight, Glories stream from heaven afar, Heavenly hosts sing alleluia; Christ the Savior, is born! Christ the Savior, is born! Silent night, holy night, Son of God, love's pure light Radiant beams from thy holy face, With the dawn of redeeming grace, Jesus, Lord, at thy birth. Jesus, Lord, at thy birth.

To: Sully- who wrote (482)	12/24/2003 7:10:47 AM
From: Sully-	Respond to of 35834

What Child Is This? What child is this, who, laid to rest, On Mary's lap is sleeping? Whom angels greet with anthems sweet, While shepherds watch are keeping? This, this is Christ the King, Whom shepherds guard and angels sing: Haste, haste to bring him laud, The babe, the son of Mary. Why lies he in such mean estate Where ox and ass are feeding? Good Christian, fear: for sinners here The silent Word is pleading. So bring him incense, gold, and myrrh, Come, peasant, king, to own him. the King of kings salvation brings, Let loving hearts enthrone him. This, this is Christ the King, Whom shepherds guard and angels sing: Haste, haste to bring him laud, The babe, the son of Mary.