The sun is shining
The grass is green
The oranges, the palm trees sway
There's never been such a day
In Beverly Hills, LA

But it's December, the twenty-fourth
And I'm longing to be up north

I'm dreaming of a white Christmas
Just like the ones I used to know
Where the treetops glisten
and children listen
To hear sleigh bells in the snow

I'm dreaming of a white Christmas
With every Christmas card I write
May your days be merry and bright
And may all your Christmases be white

I'm dreaming of a white Christmas
With every Christmas card I write
May your days be merry and bright
And may all your Christmases be white

Brad Roberts: Vocals
Chris Brown: Hammond Organ
Kenny Wollesen: Drums
Dan Roberts: Bass
Ellen Reid: Background Vocals

O little town of Bethlehem
How still we see thee lie
Above thy deep and dreamless sleep
The silent stars go by
Yet in thy dark streets shineth
The everlasting Light
The hopes and fears of all the years
Are met in thee tonight

For Christ is born of Mary
And gathered all above
While mortals sleep, the angels keep
Their watch of wondering love
O morning stars, together
Proclaim the holy birth
And praises sing to God the King
And peace to all on earth

How silently, how silently
The wondrous gift is given
So God imparts to human hearts
The blessings of his heaven
No ear may hear his coming
But in this world of sin
Where meek souls will receive him, still
The dear Christ enters in

O holy Child of Bethlehem
Descend to us, we pray
Cast out our sin and enter in
Be born in us today
We hear the Christmas angels
The great glad tidings tell
O come to us, abide with us
Our Lord Emmanuel

Ellen Reid: Vocals & Background Vocals
Chris Brown: Wurlitzer Piano, Hammond Organ
Kenny Wollesen: Drums
Andrew Hall: Acoustic Bass
Scott Harding: Electric Guitar
Bob Hoffnar: Pedal Steel Guitar

Jingle bells, jingle bells
Jingle all the way
Oh what fun it is to ride
In a one-horse open sleigh, hey
Jingle bells, jingle bells
Jingle all the way
Oh what fun it is to ride
In a one-horse open sleigh

A-dashing through the snow
In a one-horse open sleigh
O'er the fields we go
Laughing all the way
Bells on bobtails ring
Making spirits bright
What fun it is to ride and sing
A sleighing song tonight, hey

Jingle bells, jingle bells
Jingle all the way
Oh what fun it is to ride
In a one-horse open sleigh, hey
Jingle bells, jingle bells
Jingle all the way
Oh what fun it is to ride
In a one-horse open sleigh
One-horse open sleigh
One-horse open sleigh
One-horse open, one-horse open, one-horse open
Sleigh

Brad Roberts: Vocals, Baritone Ukelele
Chris Brown: Hammond Organ, Universal Organ
Kenny Wollesen: Percussion, Chimes, Sleigh Bells
Dan Roberts: Bass
Ellen Reid: Background Vocals

In the bleak midwinter
Frosty wind made moan
Earth stood hard as iron
Water like a stone
Snow had fallen, snow on snow
Snow on snow
In the bleak midwinter
Long ago

Angels and archangels
They have gathered there
Cherubim and seraphim
Round in the air
For his mother only
In her maiden bliss
Worship the beloved
With a kiss

In the bleak midwinter
A stable place sufficed
The Lord God almighty
Jesus Christ

What can I give Him
Poor as I am
If I were a shepherd
I would bring a lamb
If I were a wise man
I would do my part
Yet what I can I give him
Give my heart
Give, give my heart

Ellen Reid: Vocals
Chris Brown: Hammond Organ
Kenny Wollesen: Drums
Andrew Hall: Acoustic Bass
Scott Harding: Electric Guitar
Jane Scarpantoni: Cello

God rest ye merry gentlemen
Let nothing you dismay
Remember Christ our Saviour
Was born on Christmas Day
To save us all from Satan's power
When we were gone astray

O tidings of comfort and joy
Comfort and joy
O tidings of comfort and joy

In Bethlehem, in Israel
This blessed Babe was born
And laid within a manger
Upon this blessed morn
The which His mother Mary
Did nothing take in scorn

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 shepherds
Brought tiding 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

The shepherds at those tidings
Rejoiced much in mind
And left their flocks a-feeding
In tempest, storm, and wind
And went to Bethlehem straightway
The son of God to find

O tidings of comfort and joy
Comfort and joy
O tidings of comfort and joy

Brad Roberts: Vocals
Ellen Reid: Background Vocals
Chris Brown: Piano, Hammond Organ
Kenny Wollesen: Drums
Andrew Hall: Acoustic Bass
Scott Harding: Guitar, Finger Snaps
Jerry Dodgion: Flute

We three kings of Orient are
Bearing gifts we traverse afar
Field and fountain, moor and mountain
Following yonder star

O star of wonder, star of night
Star with royal beauty bright
Westward leading, still proceeding
Guide us to thy perfect light

Born a king on Bethlehem plain
Gold I bring to crown Him again
King forever, ceasing never
Over us all to reign

O star of wonder, star of night
Star with royal beauty bright
Westward leading, still proceeding
Guide us to thy perfect light

Frankincense to offer have I
Incense owns a Deity nigh
Prayer and praising all men raising
Worship Him, God on high

O star of wonder, star of night
Star with royal beauty bright
Westward leading, still proceeding
Guide us to thy perfect light

Myrrh is mine its bitter perfume
Breaths a life of gathering gloom
Sorrowing, sighing, bleeding, dying
Sealed in the stone cold tomb

O star of wonder, star of night
Star with royal beauty bright
Westward leading, still proceeding
Guide us to thy perfect light

Glorious now behold Him arise
King and God and sacrifice
Heaven sings alleluia
Alleluia the earth replies

O star of wonder, star of night
Star with royal beauty bright
Westward leading, still proceeding
Guide us to thy perfect light

Brad Roberts: Vocals
Ellen Reid: Vocals
Chris Brown: Piano
Kenny Wollesen: Percussion
Ming Xiao-Fen: Pipa
Andrew Hall: Acoustic Bass
Stuart Cameron: Acoustic Guitar
Scott Harding: Percussion

Come they told me, pa rum pum pum pum
Our newborn King to see, pa rum pum pum pum
Our finest gifts to bring, pa rum pum pum pum
To lay before the King, pa rum pum pum pum,
rum pum pum pum, rum pum pum pum
So to honour him, pa rum pum pum pum
When we come

Baby Jesus, pa rum pum pum pum
I am a poor boy too, pa rum pum pum pum
I have no gift to bring, pa rum pum pum pum
That's fit to give our King, pa rum pum pum pum,
rum pum pum pum, rum pum pum pum
Shall I play for you, pa rum pum pum pum
On my drum?

Mary nodded, pa rum pum pum pum
The ox and lamb kept time, pa rum pum pum pum
I played my drum for Him, pa rum pum pum pum
I played my best for Him, pa rum pum pum pum,
rum pum pum pum, rum pum pum pum
Then He smiled at me, pa rum pum pum pum
Me and my drum
Me and my drum

Ellen Reid: Vocals
Brad Roberts: Background Vocals, Electric Guitar
Chris Brown: Piano, Hammond Organ
Kenny Wollesen: Tympani, Chimes, Snare Drum, Tom Tom
Andrew Hall: Acoustic Bass
James Ross: Trumpet
Brian Harding: Trombone
Javier Gandara: French Horn

The first Noel the angels did say
Unto certain poor shepherds in fields where they lay
In fields where they lay keeping their sheep
on a cold winter's night that was so deep

Noel, Noel, Noel, Noel
Born is the King of Israel

They looked up and saw a star
Shining in the east beyond them far
And to the earth it gave great light
And so it continued both day and night

Noel, Noel, Noel, Noel
Born is the King of Israel

And by the light of that same star
Three wise men came from country far
To seek for a king was their intent
And to follow the star wherever it went

Noel, Noel, Noel, Noel
Born is the King of Israel
Born is the King of Israel

Brad Roberts: Vocals, Electric Guitar, Bass Baritone Guitar
Ellen Reid: Vocals, Background Vocals
Chris Brown: Hammond Organ, Wurlitzer Piano
Kenny Wollesen: Drums, Chimes, Sleigh Bells
Dan Roberts: Bass

Silent night, holy night
All is calm, all is bright
Round yon virgin mother and child
Holy infant so tender and mild
Sleep in heavenly peace
Sleep in heavenly peace

Silent night, holy night
Shepherds quake at the sight
Glories stream from heaven afar
Heavenly hosts sing alleluia
Christ the Saviour is born
Christ the Saviour is born

Silent night, holy night
Son of God, love's pure light
Radiant beams from thy holy face
With the dawn of redeeming grace
Jesus, Lord, at thy birth
Jesus, Lord, at thy birth

Ellen Reid: Vocals, Background Vocals
Chris Brown: Wurlitzer Piano, Piano
Kenny Wollesen: Drums
Dan Roberts: Bass
Bob Hoffnar: Pedal Steel Guitar

Good King Wenceslas looked out
On the feast of Stephen,
When the snow lay round about
Deep and crisp and even
Brightly shone the moon that night
Though the frost was cruel
When a poor man came in sight
Gathering winter fuel

Hither, page, and stand by me
If thou knowst it telling
Yonder peasant, who is he
Where and what his dwelling
Sire, he lives a good league hence
Underneath the mountain
Right against the forest fence
By Saint Agnes fountain

Bring me flesh and bring me wine
Bring me pine logs hither
Thou and I will see him dine
When we bear them thither
Page and monarch, forth they went
Forth they went together
Through the rude wind's wild lament
And the bitter weather

Sire, the night is darker now
And the wind blows stronger
Fails my heart, I know not how
I can go no longer
Mark my footsteps my good page
Tread thou in them boldly
Thou shalt find the winter's rage
Freeze thy blood less coldly

In his master's steps he trod
Where the snow lay dented
Heat was in the very sod
Which the saint had printed
Therefore, Christian men, be sure
Wealth or rank possessing
Ye who now will bless the poor
Shall yourselves find blessing

Brad Roberts: Vocals
Ellen Reid: Vocals
Chris Brown: Universal Organ
Kenny Wollesen: Percussion
Andrew Hall: Acoustic Bass
Stuart Cameron: Acoustic Guitar
Jerry Dodgion: Piccolo
Scott Harding: Percussion
James Ross: Piccolo Trumpet
Brian Harding: Trombone
Javier Gandara: French Horn

'Twas in the moon of wintertime
When all the birds had fled
That mighty Gitchi Manitou
Sent angel choirs instead
Before their light the stars grew dim
And wandering hunters heard the hymn

Jesus your King is born, Jesus is born
In excelsis gloria

Within a lodge of broken bark
The tender Babe was found
A ragged robe of rabbit skin
Enwrapp'd His beauty round
And as the hunter braves drew nigh
The angel song rang loud and high

Jesus your King is born, Jesus is born
In excelsis gloria

The earliest moon of wintertime
Is not so round and fair
As was the ring of glory
On the helpless infant there
The chiefs from far before him knelt
With gifts of fur and beaver pelt

Jesus your King is born, Jesus is born
In excelsis gloria

O children of the forest free
O sons of Manitou
The Holy Child of earth and heaven
Is born today for you
Come kneel before the radiant Boy
Who brings you beauty, peace and joy

Jesus your King is born, Jesus is born
In excelsis gloria

Ellen Reid: Vocals
Brad Roberts: Background Vocals
Chris Brown: Piano
Jane Scarpantoni: Cello

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