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The first Noel |
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The first Noel the Angels did say |
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Was to certain poor shepherds in fields as they lay |
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In fields where they lay keeping their sheep |
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On a cold winter's night that was so deep. |
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Noel, Noel, Noel, Noel |
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Born is the King of Israel |
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White Christmas |
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I'm dreaming of a white christmas, |
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just like the ones I used to know |
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Where the treetops glisten and children listen |
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to hear sleigh bells in the snow |
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I'm dreaming of a white christmas, |
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with every christmas card I write |
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May your days be merry and bright, |
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and may all your christmases be white |
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May your days be merry and bright, |
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and may all your christmases be white |
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O Holy night |
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O Holy night the stars are brightly shining |
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It is the night of our dear Saviour's birth |
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Long lived the world |
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In sin and their pining |
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Till he appeared and the soul felt its worth |
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The thrill of hope |
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The weary world rejoices |
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For yonder breaks a new and glorious morn |
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Fall on your knees |
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O hear the angel voices |
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O night divine |
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O night when Christ was born |
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O night divine |
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O night, O night divine |
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Have yourself a merry little Christmas |
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Have yourself a merry little Christmas |
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Let your heart be light |
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From now on |
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Our troubles will be out of sight |
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Have yourself a merry little Christmas |
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Make the Yule-tide gay |
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From now on |
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Our troubles will be miles away |
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Here we are as in olden days |
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Happy golden days of yore |
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Faithful friends who are dear to us |
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Gather near to us once more |
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Through the years |
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We all will be together |
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If the Fates allow |
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Hang a shining star Upon the highest bough |
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And have yourself a merry little Christmas right now |