Song | Christmas Medley |
Artist | Ernie Haase & Signature Sound |
Album | Christmas With Ernie Haase |
Christmas Medley | |
-Santa Claus Is Comin' To Town- | |
You better watch out | |
You better not cry | |
Better not pout | |
I'm telling you why | |
Santa Claus is coming to town | |
He's making a list, | |
And checking it twice; | |
Gonna find out Who's naughty and 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! | |
You better watch out | |
You better not cry | |
Better not pout | |
I'm telling you why | |
Santa Claus is coming to town | |
Santa Claus is coming to town | |
-Let It Snow Let It Snow,Let It Snow- | |
Oh, the weather outside is frightful, | |
But the fire is so delightful, | |
And since we've no place to go, | |
Let it snow, let it snow, let it snow. | |
It doesn't show signs of stopping, | |
And I brought some corn for popping; | |
The lights are turned way down low, | |
Let it snow, let it snow, let it snow. | |
When we finally kiss good night, | |
How I'll hate going out in the storm, | |
But if you really hold me tight, | |
All the way home I'll be warm. | |
The fire is slowly dying, | |
And my dear,we're still good-bye-ing, | |
But as long as you love me so. | |
Let it snow, let it snow, let it snow. | |
When we finally kiss good night, | |
How I'll hate going out in the storm, | |
But if you really hold me tight, | |
All the way home I'll be warm. | |
The fire is slowly dying, | |
And my dear,we're still good-bye-ing, | |
But as long as you love me so. | |
Let it snow, let it snow, let it snow. | |
-The Little Drummer Boy- | |
Come, they told me,parum pum pum pum, | |
A new born King to see, parum pum pum pum, | |
Our finest gifts we bring, parum pum pum pum, | |
To lay before the king, parum pum pum pum, | |
Rum pum pum pum,rum pum pum pum, | |
So to honour Him,parum pum pum pum, | |
When we come. | |
Baby Jesus, parum pum pum, | |
I am a poor boy too, parum pum pum, | |
I have no gift to bring, parum pum pum pum, | |
That's fit to give our King, parum pum pum pum, | |
Rum pum pum, pum, rum pum pum pum. | |
Shall I play for you, param pum pum pum | |
On my drum? | |
Mary nodded parum pum pum pum, | |
The Ox and Lamp kept time, parum pum pum pum, | |
I played my drum for Him, parum pum pum pum, | |
I played my best for Him, parum pum pum pum, | |
Rum pum pum pum,rum pum pum pum. | |
Then He smiled at me, parum pum pum pum, | |
Me and my drum. | |
-The First Noel- | |
The first Noel,the angel did say, | |
Was to certain poor shepherds | |
in fields as 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. | |
Noel, Noel, Noel, Noel, | |
Born is the king of Israel. | |
-Jingle, bells- | |
Dashing through the snow, In a one horse Open sleigh, | |
O'er the fields we go, Laughing all the way; | |
Bell's on the bobtail ring,Making spirits bright; | |
Oh,What fun it to ride and sing a sleghing song tonight! | |
Jingle, bells! Jingle, bells! Jingle all the way! | |
Oh, what fun it is to ride, In a One horse open sleigh! | |
Jingle, bells! Jingle, bells! Jingle all the way! | |
Oh, what fun it is to ride, In a one horse open sleiqh! | |
Jingle, bells! Jingle, bells! Jingle all the way! | |
Oh, what fun it is to ride, In a One horse open sleigh! | |
Jingle, bells! Jingle, bells! Jingle all the way! | |
Oh, what fun it is to ride, In a one horse open sleiqh! | |
You better watch out | |
You better not cry | |
Better not pout | |
I'm telling you why | |
Santa Claus is coming to town | |
You better watch out | |
You better not cry | |
Better not pout | |
I'm telling you why | |
Santa Claus is coming to town | |
He's making a list, | |
And checking it twice; | |
Gonna find out Who's naughty and nice. | |
Santa Claus is coming to town | |
You better watch out | |
You better not cry | |
Better not pout | |
I'm telling you why | |
Santa Claus is coming to town | |
He's making a list, | |
And checking it twice; | |
Gonna find out Who's naughty and nice. | |
Santa Claus is coming to town | |
Santa Claus is coming to town | |
~END~ |
Christmas Medley | |
Santa Claus Is Comin' To Town | |
You better watch out | |
You better not cry | |
Better not pout | |
I' m telling you why | |
Santa Claus is coming to town | |
He' s making a list, | |
And checking it twice | |
Gonna find out Who' s naughty and 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! | |
You better watch out | |
You better not cry | |
Better not pout | |
I' m telling you why | |
Santa Claus is coming to town | |
Santa Claus is coming to town | |
Let It Snow Let It Snow, Let It Snow | |
Oh, the weather outside is frightful, | |
But the fire is so delightful, | |
And since we' ve no place to go, | |
Let it snow, let it snow, let it snow. | |
It doesn' t show signs of stopping, | |
And I brought some corn for popping | |
The lights are turned way down low, | |
Let it snow, let it snow, let it snow. | |
When we finally kiss good night, | |
How I' ll hate going out in the storm, | |
But if you really hold me tight, | |
All the way home I' ll be warm. | |
The fire is slowly dying, | |
And my dear, we' re still goodbyeing, | |
But as long as you love me so. | |
Let it snow, let it snow, let it snow. | |
When we finally kiss good night, | |
How I' ll hate going out in the storm, | |
But if you really hold me tight, | |
All the way home I' ll be warm. | |
The fire is slowly dying, | |
And my dear, we' re still goodbyeing, | |
But as long as you love me so. | |
Let it snow, let it snow, let it snow. | |
The Little Drummer Boy | |
Come, they told me, parum pum pum pum, | |
A new born King to see, parum pum pum pum, | |
Our finest gifts we bring, parum pum pum pum, | |
To lay before the king, parum pum pum pum, | |
Rum pum pum pum, rum pum pum pum, | |
So to honour Him, parum pum pum pum, | |
When we come. | |
Baby Jesus, parum pum pum, | |
I am a poor boy too, parum pum pum, | |
I have no gift to bring, parum pum pum pum, | |
That' s fit to give our King, parum pum pum pum, | |
Rum pum pum, pum, rum pum pum pum. | |
Shall I play for you, param pum pum pum | |
On my drum? | |
Mary nodded parum pum pum pum, | |
The Ox and Lamp kept time, parum pum pum pum, | |
I played my drum for Him, parum pum pum pum, | |
I played my best for Him, parum pum pum pum, | |
Rum pum pum pum, rum pum pum pum. | |
Then He smiled at me, parum pum pum pum, | |
Me and my drum. | |
The First Noel | |
The first Noel, the angel did say, | |
Was to certain poor shepherds | |
in fields as 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. | |
Noel, Noel, Noel, Noel, | |
Born is the king of Israel. | |
Jingle, bells | |
Dashing through the snow, In a one horse Open sleigh, | |
O' er the fields we go, Laughing all the way | |
Bell' s on the bobtail ring, Making spirits bright | |
Oh, What fun it to ride and sing a sleghing song tonight! | |
Jingle, bells! Jingle, bells! Jingle all the way! | |
Oh, what fun it is to ride, In a One horse open sleigh! | |
Jingle, bells! Jingle, bells! Jingle all the way! | |
Oh, what fun it is to ride, In a one horse open sleiqh! | |
Jingle, bells! Jingle, bells! Jingle all the way! | |
Oh, what fun it is to ride, In a One horse open sleigh! | |
Jingle, bells! Jingle, bells! Jingle all the way! | |
Oh, what fun it is to ride, In a one horse open sleiqh! | |
You better watch out | |
You better not cry | |
Better not pout | |
I' m telling you why | |
Santa Claus is coming to town | |
You better watch out | |
You better not cry | |
Better not pout | |
I' m telling you why | |
Santa Claus is coming to town | |
He' s making a list, | |
And checking it twice | |
Gonna find out Who' s naughty and nice. | |
Santa Claus is coming to town | |
You better watch out | |
You better not cry | |
Better not pout | |
I' m telling you why | |
Santa Claus is coming to town | |
He' s making a list, | |
And checking it twice | |
Gonna find out Who' s naughty and nice. | |
Santa Claus is coming to town | |
Santa Claus is coming to town | |
END |