Christmas brings, it is the joy of one,
Mary's son, good friends,
Bethlehem, how still we see thee lie
Above thy deep and dreamless sleep,
Yet in thy dark streets shineth
The hopes and fears of all the years
are met in thee to night.
Day to tell the tale anew,
To tell the tale anew, good friends,
Day, to tell the tale anew.
the halls with boughs of holly,
Fa -la -la -la -la, fa -la -la -la,
Tis the season to be jolly,
Fa -la -la -la -la, fa -la -la -la.
Don we now our gay apparel,
Fa -la -la -la -la, la -la -la,
Draw the ancient yuletide carol,
Fa -la -la -la -la, la -la -la -la.
Of shepherds keeping watch that night
Ah, the shepherds keeping
Was to certain poor shepherds
In fields where they lay keeping their sheep
Christmas brings, it is the joy of five,
The message of good will to men,
Forever kept alive, good friends,
to men forever kept alive.