GOD REST YE MERRY GENTLEMEN

God rest ye merry gentlemen,
Let nothing ye dismay,
Remember Christ our Savior
Wa born on Christmas day,
To save us all from Satan's pow'r
When ewe 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 shepards
Brought tidings of the same,
How that in Bethlehem was born
The Son of God by name;

O tidings of comfort and joy,
Comfort and joy,
O tidings of comfort and joy.

"Fear not," then said the angel,
"Let nothing ye affright,
This day is born a Savior,
Of virtue, power, and might;
So frequently to vanquish all
The friends of Satan quite";
O tidings of comfort and joy,
Comfort and joy,
O tidings of comfort and joy.

SANTA CLAUS IS COMING TO TOWN

Oh! You better watch out,
You better not cry,
You better not pout,
I'm telling you why:
Santa Claus is coming to town!
,br> He's making a list,
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!
,br> Oh! You better watch out,
You better not cry,
You better not pout,
I'm telling you why:
Santa Claus is coming to town!

The music of Bill Lane's "Fantasy On An Olde French Carol" is for your listening pleasure only.