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Let It Snow!
01:23
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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've bought some corn for popping
The lights are turned way down low
Let It Snow! Let It Snow! Let It Snow!
When we finally kiss goodnight
How I'll hate going out in the storm!
But if you'll really hold me tight
All the way home I'll be warm
The fire is slowly dying
And, my dear, we're still goodbying
But as long as you love me so
Let It Snow! Let It Snow! Let It Snow!
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A Way in a Manger
02:02
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Away in a manger, or so some have said,
The one they call Jesus lay down his sweet head.
The star in the night sky, an ominous sign
The world will be different with Jesus alive
The battles are growing, the people await
a change in their fortune; a change in their fate:
“I love thee, Lord Jesus! Come heal me and bind
the enemy Romans, the priests, and their kind!”
Hear me now Jesus, I’m trying to stay
away from the hypocrite Christians today
They’re burning the world down in your tender name.
I’m not sure you had this in mind when you came.
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3. |
Coming to Town
03:27
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I better look down
I better not cry
I’m not going out
with my baby tonight
Her old man is coming to town
Her old man is coming to town
He’s made up a list
He’s checked it off twice
‘bound to find out
who’s towing the line
Your old man is coming to town
Your old man is coming to town
You’re here beside me sleeping
I’m still wide awake
This has gone from bad to worse
But we’re going to have to wait
Your old man is coming to town
Your old man is coming to town.
I better stay down
I better not try
No telling when
he’s planning to fight
Your old man is coming to town…
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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 Yule-tide gay,
Next year all
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
Will be near to us once more.
Through the years we all will be together
If the Fates allow
Until then, we'll have to muddle through somehow
So, have yourself a merry little Christmas now.
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Sweet Woodruff Gloucester, Massachusetts
Sweet Woodruff is Paul Woodruff Howard, a high school English teacher with too many instruments and not enough time.
photo credit: Joanne Silva
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