It’s the Christmas play 
It’s the Christmas play 
Hope I don’t forget 
What I’m supposed to say 
Here we are at last – – 
Standing on the stage 
Singing in the Christmas play 

Yesterday at practice 
Things didn’t go that great 
Shepherds were fighting with the sheep 
And the wise men came in late 
And angels wings got broken 
Someone stepped on Joseph’s toes 
And the kid who sings “Good will to men” 
Went home with a bloody nose 

Teacher says “It’s a miracle!” 
She cried and then she laughed 
Our one hour dress rehearsal 
Took two hours and a half 
The microphone works – – sometimes 
The piano’s not in tune 
Rumor is first grade’s got lice 
And the fourth grade’s got the flu 

The kindergartners will be cute 
If they don’t trip on the stairs 
As tangled antlers twist and turn 
In restless reindeers hair 
Santa called to say he’s late 
He’s stuck in a traffic jam 
But we’re glad you’re here, it’s another year 
Singing in the Christmas play

Something’s been on my mind
I’m wondering how do you do it? 
Where do you find the time?
How do you visit every kid
In this great, big, wide old world
I’m wondering how do you do it?
Signed, your good friend, Earl

Dear Earl, Thank you for writing
Those are questions I’m often asked
And although I look old and rather round
I’m actually sort of fast
But it takes more than speed
To make it from Juneau to Japan
I can do it because you love me
And because you believe I can

Dear Santa I’m writing a letter 
There’s something I’d like to know 
Where do you live? Where do you work? 
Is there really a North Pole? 
How do you make all those toys 
And dolls and games and clothes? 
I’m wondering how do you do it? 
Signed, yours truly, Rose 

Dear Rose, I’m glad that you wrote to me 
Now I’m writing back to you 
I live and I work all over the world 
From the North Pole to Spain to Peru 
I have lots of help making the gifts 
But you’re also a part of the plan 
I can do it because you love me 
And because you believe I can 

Dear Santa I’m writing a letter 
There’s something I’d like to ask 
I know you work hard all year long 
Do you ever find time to relax? 
Make sure you take a vacation 
Play baseball or go for a swim 
And remember to take good care of yourself 
Signed, your best friend, Slim 

Dear Slim, I enjoyed your letter 
It was real nice of you to ask 
I do work hard but I play some too 
If you don’t time goes too fast! 
Next summer when you’re on vacation 
If you see a fat bearded man with a tan 
Remember that anything’s possible 
If you love and believe that you can

Let’s go caroling, Christmas caroling 
Let’s go singing songs of the season 
Call on the neighbors 
and bring them a song 
Let’s go caroling now

There’s a little bit of Scrooge in everyone 
A touch of Ebenezer underneath that grin 
There’s a little bit of Scrooge in everyone 
So open up the door and let him in 

Christmas is a happy time, a time for reverie 
A time for celebrating with friends and family 
A time for giving gifts, for sharing love and joy 
But it also is a time for getting grumpy and annoyed 

The days are short, the lines are long, 
I dont know what to get 
I was gonna shop early, I havent started yet 
The dinner party might be fun but I don’t want to go 
A white Christmas would be great without the snow 

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Lights and decorations appearing everywhere 
As songs of the season float through the air 
Boxes from the attic, memories of the past 
But it’s hard to enjoy it when you’re going so fast. 

We buy too much, we want too much, 
we eat too much too 
We throw stuff away just because it isn’t new 
We only want the latest, the biggest, and the best 
It’s no wonder that so many are lonely and depressed. 

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The ghost of Christmas past, recalls the deeds weve done 
I should’ves and I would’ves that cannot be undone 
Christmas yet to come Well it’s just a crystal ball 
It’s the present that’s our present it’s greatest gift of all 

So when youre feeling grouchy, when you’re feeling down 
Remember Ebenezer and the fortune that he found 
He bought that that prize turkey, and then gave it away 
He learned that life’s treasures are all within today. 

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In a small village way up in the mountains 
The snow falls so silent and white 
Children are drifting on ships made of dreams 
Their whole world is magic tonight 

Down in the city the bustling continues 
As last minute work’s being done 
Just one more present or one final call 
To reach out to one more loved one 

Christmas is coming, yes Christmas is coming 
It’s bringing us hope, turning darkness to light 
Christmas is coming all over the world 
Christmas is coming tonight 

In a large house that sits high on a hill 
A fireplace burns warm and bright 
Laughing and singing, exchanging fine gifts 
Their spirits are joyful and light 

In a third floor apartment a family of eight 
Hold each other to keep themselves warm 
They say a prayer thanking God for His gifts 
And ask Him to help them be strong 

In a home for the elders who don’t have a home 
An old man hums old Christmas tunes 
He smiles and remembers when he was a boy 
Reindeer flew right across the moon 

Just down the road in a hospital bed 
A child hears his mother’s first song 
She sings “Silent Night” and they feel the same light 
That was felt on that first Christmas morn

After waiting for so long 
Now the time has finally come 
And I lie here in the darkness 
Knowing I should close my eyes 
But I can’t, there’s too much excitement 
Too many sounds on this silent night 

What’s that? 
That’s the clock upon the wall 
Are those footsteps in the hall? 
Is that the sound of 
sleigh bells jingling? 
I think I hear the angels singing 
In the distance church bells are ringing 
Sounds of hope are everywhere tonight 

Quiet voices somewhere 
Something’s moving on the stairs 
But now my eyes are feeling heavy 
And the sounds are fading away 
Now I’m drifting like a snowflake 
To a quiet, quiet place, quiet place…

Gotta get going, gotta keep moving 

I’ve got miles to go before I sleep 

Gotta get going, gotta keep moving 

I’ve got places to go and promises to keep 


All year long we’re waiting 
For this special night to come 
We’re working and we’re planning 
There’s so much that must be done 
Making gifts, checking lists of addresses and names 
We load the sleigh – – We’re on our way 
It’s Christmas Eve again!! 

Each year things get hectic as the seasons roll around 
Days fly by like shooting stars 
Leaves fall to the ground 
Weeks just seem to disappear like snowmen in the sun 
Until that bright and magic night 
When time stands still again! 

Thanks for the milk and cookies 
They really tasted great 
I’d like to stay and visit but the hour is getting late 
Sometimes I’m like a candle 
Burning at both ends 
Then I look at you and it pulls me through 
I’m like a kid again

My name is Francis Tolliver. I come from Liverpool. 
Two years ago the war was waiting for me after school. 
To Belgium and to Flanders, to Germany to here, 
I fought for King and country I love dear. 

It was Christmas in the trenches where the frost so bitter hung. 
The frozen field of France were still, no Christmas song was sung. 
Our families back in England were toasting us that day, 
their brave and glorious lads so far away. 

I was lyin’ with my mess-mates on the cold and rocky ground 
when across the lines of battle came a most peculiar sound. 
Says I “Now listen up me boys”, each soldier strained to hear 
as one young German voice sang out so clear. 

“He’s singin’ bloddy well you know”, my partner says to me. 
Soon one by one each German voice joined in in harmony. 
The cannons rested silent. The gas cloud rolled no more 
as Christmas brought us respite from the war. 

As soon as they were finished a reverent pause was spent. 
‘God rest ye merry, gentlemen’ struck up some lads from Kent. 
The next they sang was ‘Stille Nacht”. “Tis ‘Silent Night’” says I 
and in two toungues one song filled up that sky. 

“There’s someone commin’ towards us” the front-line sentry cried. 
All sights were fixed on one lone figure trudging from their side. 
His truce flag, like a Christmas star, shone on that plain so bright 
as he bravely strode, unarmed, into the night. 

Then one by one on either side walked into no-mans-land 
with neither gun nor bayonet we met there hand to hand. 
We shared some secret brandy and wished each other well 
and in a flare-lit soccer game we gave ’em hell. 

We traded chocolates, cigarettes and photgraphs from home 
these sons and fathers far away from families of their own. 
Young Sanders played his squeeze box and they had a violin 
this curious and unlikely band of men. 

Soon daylight stole upon us and France was France once more. 
With sad farewells we each began to settle back to war. 
But the question haunted every heart that lived that wonderous night 
“whose family have I fixed within my sights?” 

It was Christmas in the trenches where the frost so bitter hung. 
The frozen fields of France were warmed as songs of peace were sung. 
For the walls they’d kept between us to exact the work of war 
had been crumbled and were gone for ever more. 

My name is Francis Tolliver. In Liverpool I dwell. 
Each Christmas come since World War One I’ve learned it’s lessons well. 
That the ones who call the shots won’t be among the dead and lame’ 
and on each end of the rifle we’re the same.

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Moments of stillness 
Moments of Peace 
Call us to remember 
The star in the east 
Shining so brightly 
All through the night 
Calming our fears 
In this season of light 

Watching in wonder 
Giving in Hope 
Waiting for the child 
To welcome us home 
Rest for the weary 
All through the night 
Joy in our hearts 
It’s the season of light

There are holidays There are holidays
All around the world All around the world 
All around the world All around the world 
There are boys and girls There are boys and girls
There are boys and girls There are boys and girls 
And holidays And holidays 
All around the world 

Some of us celebrate Christmas Christmas 
Some of us celebrate Hannukah Hannukah 
Some of us celebrate Ramadan Ramadan 
Some of us celebrate Kwanzaa Kwanzaa 

Christmas, Christmas Hannukah Hannukah 
Ramadan, Ramadan Kwanzaa Kwanzaa 
We celebrate Light and Hope 
All around the world 

Some of us celebrate Diwali Diwali 
Some of us celebrate The Solstice The Solstice 
Some of us celebrate New Year New Year
Some of us celebrate the Harvest the Harvest 

Diwali Diwali The Solstice, The Solstice New Year New Year the Harvest the Harvest 
We celebrate Peace and Love
All around the world

It’s the little things that you do 
It’s the little things that I do too 
It’s the little things we do together 
That make this world a little better 
It’s the little things that we do 

There’s a little light inside of you 
There’s a little light inside me too 
And when we put our lights together and 
Do the little things together 
We make this world a little better… 

There’s a little song inside of you 
There’s a little song inside me too 
And when we sing our songs together and 
When we put our lights together and 
Do the little things together 
We make this world a little better… 

Even on the coldest morning a little fire warms 
Even on the darkest night the little stars still shine 
And even in the dead of winter beneath the frozen ground 
The little seeds lie waiting to start their upward climb 

It’s the little things that you do 
It’s the little things that I do too 
It’s the little things we do together 
That make this world a little better 
It’s the little things that we do 

There’s a little song inside of you 
There’s a little song inside me too 
And when we sing our songs together and 
When we put our lights together and 
Do the little things together 
We make this world a little better