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Christmas in Concert

2001
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Track List
  1. Christmas For Cowboys

    Christmas For Cowboys

    Tall in the saddle, we spend Christmas Day, driving the cattle on the snow covered-plains.
    All of the good gifts given today, ours is the sky and the wide open range.
    Back in the city they have different ways, football and eggnog and Christmas parades.
    I’ll take the blanket, I’ll take the reins, Christmas for cowboys and wide-open plains.

    A campfire for warmth as we stop for the night, the stars overhead are Christmas tree lights.
    The wind sings a hymn as we bow down to pray, Christmas for cowboys and wide-open plains.

    Tall in the saddle we spend Christmas Day, driving the cattle on the snow-covered plains.
    So many gifts have been opened today, ours is the sky and the wide open range.
    It’s Christmas for cowboys and wide open plains.

    (written by Steve Weisberg)

  2. Christmas Like Lullaby

    Christmas Like Lullaby

    Christmas like a lullaby steals across the land
    A breeze upon the waters, rain fall on the sand
    We celebrate a baby born from spirit into man
    And Christmas like a lullaby steals across the land

    It’s morning in Australia; In fact, it’s Christmas day
    And Colorado never seemed so very far away

    Back where night has fallen and it’s still Christmas Eve
    And snow is in the mountains that I always hate to leave
    Christmas bells are ringing there’s presents ‘neath the tree
    I know that it’s been said before and now I know it’s true
    That home is where the heart is and Christmas lives there too

    And on this morning Peace on Earth is still your fervent prayer
    And I can feel it being whispered softly everywhere
    And guns are called to silence and anger called to still
    And brotherhood and sisterhood surrounded by goodwill

    Christmas like a lullaby steals across the land
    A breeze upon the waters, rain fall on the sand
    We celebrate a baby aborn from spirit into man
    And Christmas like a lullaby steals across the land

    (written by John Denver)

  3. The Marvelous Toy

    The Marvelous Toy

    When I was just a wee little boy, full of health and joy.
    One Christmas morning I received The Marvellous Little Toy.
    A wonder to behold it was with many colours bright
    And the moment I laid eyes on it, it became my heart’s delight.

    It went zip when it moved and bop when it stopped whirrrrr when it stood
    still
    I never knew just what it was and I guess I never will.

    The first time that I picked it up I had a big surprise.
    For right on it’s bottom were two big buttons that looked like big green eyes.
    I first pushed one and then the other, then I twisted it’s lid.
    And when I set it down again, this is what it did.

    It went zip when it moved and bop when it stopped whirrrrr when it stood still
    I never knew just what it was and I guess I never will.

    It first marched left and then marched right, then marched under a chair
    and when I looked where it had gone it wasn’t even there.
    I started to cry but my Daddy laughed ’cause he knew that I would find.
    when i turned around my marvellous toy would be chugging from behind.

    It went zip when it moved and bop when it stopped and whirrrrr when it stood
    still
    I never knew just what it was and I guess I never will.

    The years have gone by too quickly it seems, I have my own little boy.
    And yesterday I gave to him my marvellous little toy
    His eyes nearly popped right out of his head and he gave a squeal of glee…
    Neither one of us knows just what it is but he loves it just like me.

    It still goes zip when it moves and bop when it stops, whirrrrr when it
    stands still
    I never knew just what it was and I guess I never will.

    (written by Tom Paxton)

  4. Good Evening Talk
  5. A Baby Just Like You

    A Baby Just Like You

    The sea son is upon us now, a time for gifts and giving.
    And as the year draws to its close, I think about my living.
    Christmas time when I was young, the magic and the wonder.
    But colors dull and candles dim and dark my standing under.

    Oh, little angel, shining light, you’ve set my soul to dreaming.
    You’ve given back my joy in life, you filled me with new meaning.

    A savior King was born that day, a baby just like you.
    And as the Magi came with gifts, I come with my gift too.
    That peace on earth fills up your time and brotherhood surrounds you,
    That you may know the warmth of love and wrap it all around you.

    It’s just a wish, a dream I’m told from days when I was young,
    Merry Christmas little Zachary, Merry Christmas everyone.
    Merry Christmas little Zachary, Merry Christmas everyone.

    (written by John Denver)

  6. Rudolph The Red-Nosed Reindeer

    Rudolph The Red-Nosed Reindeer

    Rudolph the red-nosed reindeer had a very shiny nose.
    And if you ever saw it, you would even say it glows.
    All of the other reindeer used to laugh and call him names,
    they never let poor Rudolph join in any reindeer games.

    Then one foggy Christmas Eve, Santa came to say,
    “Rudolph with your nose so bright, won’t you guide my sleigh tonight?”
    Then all the reindeer loved him and they shouted out with glee,
    “Rudolph the red-nosed reindeer, you’ll go down in history.”

    Then one foggy Christmas Eve, Santa came to say,
    “Rudolph with your nose so bright, won’t you guide my sleigh tonight?”
    Then all the reindeer loved him and they shouted out with glee,
    “Rudolph the red-nosed reindeer, you’ll go down in history.”
    “Rudolph the red-nosed reindeer, you’ll go down in history.”

    (written by R. May)

  7. Introduction of Choir
  8. Away In A Manger

    Away In A Manger

    Away in a manger,
    No crib for His bed
    The little Lord Jesus
    Laid down His sweet head

    The stars in the bright sky
    Looked down where He lay
    The little Lord Jesus
    Asleep on the hay

    The cattle are lowing
    The poor Baby wakes
    But little Lord Jesus
    No crying He makes

    I love Thee, Lord Jesus
    Look down from the sky
    And stay by my side,
    ‘Til morning is nigh.

    Be near me, Lord Jesus,
    I ask Thee to stay
    Close by me forever
    And love me I pray

    Bless all the dear children
    In Thy tender care
    And take us to heaven
    To live with Thee there

    (traditional)

  9. Jingle Bells

    Jingle Bells

    Dashing through the snow
    In a one horse open sleigh
    O’er the fields where 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

    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 sleigh

    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 sleigh

    Jingle, jingle …

    (written by James Lord Pierpont)

  10. What Child Is This?

    What Child Is This?

    What child is this, who, laid to rest, on Mary’s lap, is sleeping?
    Whom angels greet with anthems sweet, while shepherds watch are keeping?
    This, this is Christ the King, whom shepherds guard and angels sing:
    Haste, haste to bring him laud, the Babe, the Son of Mary!

    So bring Him incense, gold, and myrrh, come peasant, king to own Him,
    The King of kings, salvation brings, let loving hearts enthrone Him.
    Raise, raise the song on high, the Virgin sings her lullaby:
    Joy, joy, for Christ is born, the Babe, the Son of Mary!

    What child is this, who, laid to rest, on Mary’s lap, is sleeping?
    Whom angels greet with anthems sweet, while shepherds watch are keeping?
    This, this is Christ the King, whom shepherds guard and angels sing:
    Haste, haste to bring him laud, the Babe, the Son of Mary!

    (written by William Chatterton Dix)

  11. Introduction To Please, Daddy (Don’t Get Drunk This Christmas)
  12. Please, Daddy (Don’t Get Drunk This Christmas)

    Please, Daddy (Don’t Get Drunk This Christmas)

    Please daddy, don’t get drunk this Christmas, I don’t wanna see my mamma cry.
    Please daddy, don’t get drunk this Christmas, I don’t wanna see my mamma cry.
    Just last year when I was only seven, now I’m almost eight as you can see.
    You came home a quarter past eleven, fell down underneath our Christmas tree.

    Please daddy, don’t get drunk this Christmas, I don’t wanna see my mamma cry.
    Please daddy, don’t get drunk this Christmas, I don’t wanna see my mamma cry.
    Mamma smiled and looked outside the window. She told me, “Son, you better get upstairs.”
    Then you laughed and hollered “Merry Christmas.” I turned around and saw my mamma’s tears.

    Please daddy, don’t get drunk this Christmas, I don’t wanna see my mamma cry.
    Please daddy, don’t get drunk this Christmas, I don’t wanna see my mamma cry.
    No, I don’t wanna see my mamma cry.

    (written by Bill Danoff)

  13. Introduction To Alfie, The Christmas Tree
  14. Alfie, The Christmas Tree

    Alfie, The Christmas Tree

    Did you ever hear the story of the Christmas Tree
    who just didn’t want to change the show
    He liked living in the woods and playing with squirrels, he liked icicles and snow.

    He liked wolves and eagles and grizzly bears
    and critters and creatures that crawled.
    Why bugs were some of his very best friends, spiders and ants and all.

    Now that’s not to say that he ever looked down on the vision of twinkling lights,
    or on mirrored bubbles and peppermint canes and a thousand other delights.
    And he often had dreams of tiny reindeer
    and a jolly old man and a sleigh full of toys and presents and wonderful things,
    and the story of Christmas Day.

    Oh, Alfie believed in Christmas all right, he was full of Christmas cheer.
    All of each and every day and all throughout the year.

    To him it was more than a special time much more than a special day,
    It was more than a beautiful story. it was a special kind of way.

    You see, some folks have never heard a jingle bell ring,
    And they’ve never heard of Santa Claus.
    They’ve never heard the story of the Son of God. And that made Alfie pause.

    Did that mean that they’d never know of peace on earth
    or the brotherhood of man?
    Or know how to love, or know how to give? If they can’t, no one can.
    You see, life is a very special kind of thing, not just for a chosen few.
    But for each and every living breathing thing. Not just me and you.

    So in your Christmas prayers this year, Alfie asked me if I’d ask you
    to say a prayer for the wind, and the water, and the wood,
    and those who live there, too.

    (written by John Denver)

  15. Silent Night

    Silent Night

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

    Silent night, holy night. Shepherds wake at the sight.
    Glorious dreams from heaven above. Heavenly hosts sing “Hallelujah.”
    “Christ the savior is born, Christ the savior is born.”

    Silent night, holy night. Son of God, love’s pure light.
    Radiant beams from thy holy face with the dawn of breathing in grace.
    Jesus Lord of thy herd, Jesus Lord of thy herd.

    Sleep in heavenly peace, sleep in heavenly peace.

  16. Living Legend Story
  17. Noel – Christmas Eve, 1913

    Noel – Christmas Eve, 1913

    A frosty Christmas Eve, when the stars where shining,
    I traveled for the home, where westward falls the hill.
    And for many, many a village, in the darkness of the valley,
    distant music reached me, peels of bells were ringing.

    Then spread my thoughts to olden times, to that first of Christmases
    when shepherds who were watching, heard music in the fields.
    And they sat there and they marveled, and they knew they could not tell
    whether it were angels, or the bright stars a singing.

    But to me heard a far, it was starry music,
    the singing of the angels, the comfort of our Lord.
    Words of old that come a traveling, by the riches of the times,
    and I softly listened, as I stood upon the hill.
    And I softly listened, as I stood upon the hill.

    (written by Robert Bridges and Lee Holdridge)

  18. Little Drummer Boy

    Little Drummer Boy

    Come they told me, pa rum pum pum pum
    A new born King to see, pa rum pum pum pum
    Our finest gifts we 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 honor Him, pa rum pum pum pum,
    When we come.

    Little Baby, 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 the 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.

    (written by K. Davis)

  19. Oh Holy Night

    Oh Holy Night

    O holy night, the stars are brightly shining, it is the night of our dear Savior’s birth.
    Long lay the world in sin and error pining till He appeared and the soul felt its worth.
    A thrill of hope, the weary world rejoices for yonder breaks a new glorious morn.
    Fall on your knees, oh, hear the angels’ voices, oh, night divine, oh night when Christ was born.
    O night divine, oh night, oh night divine, oh night divine.

    Oh, night divine, oh night when Christ was born.
    O night divine, oh night, oh night divine, oh night divine.

  20. Take Me Home, Country Roads

    Take Me Home, Country Roads

    Almost heaven, West Virginia
    Blue Ridge Mountains
    Shenandoah River –
    Life is old there
    Older than the trees
    Younger than the mountains
    Growin like a breeze

    Country Roads, take me home
    To the place I belong
    West Virginia, mountain momma
    Take me home, country roads

    All my memories gathered round her
    Miners lady, stranger to blue water
    Dark and dusty, painted on the sky
    Misty taste of moonshine
    Teardrops in my eye

    Country Roads, take me home
    To the place I belong
    West Virginia, mountain momma
    Take me home, country roads

    I hear her voice
    In the mornin hour she calls me
    The radio reminds me of my home far away
    And drivin down the road I get a feelin
    That I should have been home yesterday, yesterday

    Country Roads, take me home
    To the place I belong
    West Virginia, mountain momma
    Take me home, country roads

    Country Roads, take me home
    To the place I belong
    West Virginia, mountain momma
    Take me home, country roads
    Take me home, now country roads
    Take me home, now country roads

    (written by John Denver, Taffy Nivert and Bill Danoff)

  21. Annie’s Song

    Annie’s Song

    You fill up my senses like a night in the forest,
    like the mountains in springtime, like a walk in the rain,
    like a storm in the desert, like a sleepy blue ocean.
    You fill up my senses, come fill me again.

    Come let me love you, let me give my life to you,
    let me drown in your laughter, let me die in your arms,
    let me lay down beside you, let me always be with you.
    Come let me love you, come love me again.

    You fill up my senses like a night in the forest,
    like the mountains in springtime, like a walk in the rain,
    like a storm in the desert, like a sleepy blue ocean.
    You fill up my senses, come fill me again.

    (written by John Denver)

  22. Caylpso

    Caylpso

    To sail on a dream on a crystal clear ocean, to ride on the crest of the wild raging storm.
    To work in the service of life and the living, in search of the answers to questions unknown.
    To be part of the movement and part of the growing, part of beginning to understand.
    Aye, Calypso, the place’s you’ve been to, the things that you’ve shown us, the stories you tell.
    Aye, Calypso, I sing to your spirit, the men who have served you so long and so well.

    Like the dolphin who guides you, you bring us beside you
    to light up the darkness and show us the way.
    For though we are strangers in your silent world, to live on the land we must learn from the sea.
    To be true as the tide and free as a wind swell, joyful and loving in letting it be.
    Aye, Calypso, the place’s you’ve been to, the things that you’ve shown us, the stories you tell.
    Aye, Calypso, I sing to your spirit, the men who have served you so long and so well.
    Aye, Calypso, the place’s you’ve been to, the things that you’ve shown us, the stories you tell.
    Aye, Calypso, I sing to your spirit, the men who have served you so long and so well.

    (written by John Denver)

  23. Introduction To Falling Leaves (The Refugees)
  24. Falling Leaves (The Refugees)

    Falling Leaves (The Refugees)

    Thank you for this precious day, these gifts you give to me.
    My heart’s so full of love for you, sings praise for all I see.
    Oh, sing for every mother’s love, for every childhood tear.
    Oh, sing for all the stars above, the peace beyond all fear.

    This is for the refugees, the ones without a home. A boat out on the ocean, a city street alone.
    Are they not some dear mother’s child? Are they not you and I?
    Are we the ones to bear this shame and they this sacrifice?
    Or are they just like falling leaves who give themselves away?
    From dust to dust, from seed to shear and to another day.
    If I could have one wish on Earth of all I can conceive,
    would be to see another Spring and bless the falling leaves.

    Thank you for this precious day, these gifts you give to me.
    My heart is so full of love for you, sings praise for all I see.
    Oh, sing for every mother’s love, for every childhood tear.
    Oh, sing for all the stars above, the peace beyond all fear.

    (written by John Denver)

Track List
  1. Christmas For Cowboys

    Christmas For Cowboys

    Tall in the saddle, we spend Christmas Day, driving the cattle on the snow covered-plains.
    All of the good gifts given today, ours is the sky and the wide open range.
    Back in the city they have different ways, football and eggnog and Christmas parades.
    I’ll take the blanket, I’ll take the reins, Christmas for cowboys and wide-open plains.

    A campfire for warmth as we stop for the night, the stars overhead are Christmas tree lights.
    The wind sings a hymn as we bow down to pray, Christmas for cowboys and wide-open plains.

    Tall in the saddle we spend Christmas Day, driving the cattle on the snow-covered plains.
    So many gifts have been opened today, ours is the sky and the wide open range.
    It’s Christmas for cowboys and wide open plains.

    (written by Steve Weisberg)

  2. Christmas Like Lullaby

    Christmas Like Lullaby

    Christmas like a lullaby steals across the land
    A breeze upon the waters, rain fall on the sand
    We celebrate a baby born from spirit into man
    And Christmas like a lullaby steals across the land

    It’s morning in Australia; In fact, it’s Christmas day
    And Colorado never seemed so very far away

    Back where night has fallen and it’s still Christmas Eve
    And snow is in the mountains that I always hate to leave
    Christmas bells are ringing there’s presents ‘neath the tree
    I know that it’s been said before and now I know it’s true
    That home is where the heart is and Christmas lives there too

    And on this morning Peace on Earth is still your fervent prayer
    And I can feel it being whispered softly everywhere
    And guns are called to silence and anger called to still
    And brotherhood and sisterhood surrounded by goodwill

    Christmas like a lullaby steals across the land
    A breeze upon the waters, rain fall on the sand
    We celebrate a baby aborn from spirit into man
    And Christmas like a lullaby steals across the land

    (written by John Denver)

  3. The Marvelous Toy

    The Marvelous Toy

    When I was just a wee little boy, full of health and joy.
    One Christmas morning I received The Marvellous Little Toy.
    A wonder to behold it was with many colours bright
    And the moment I laid eyes on it, it became my heart’s delight.

    It went zip when it moved and bop when it stopped whirrrrr when it stood
    still
    I never knew just what it was and I guess I never will.

    The first time that I picked it up I had a big surprise.
    For right on it’s bottom were two big buttons that looked like big green eyes.
    I first pushed one and then the other, then I twisted it’s lid.
    And when I set it down again, this is what it did.

    It went zip when it moved and bop when it stopped whirrrrr when it stood still
    I never knew just what it was and I guess I never will.

    It first marched left and then marched right, then marched under a chair
    and when I looked where it had gone it wasn’t even there.
    I started to cry but my Daddy laughed ’cause he knew that I would find.
    when i turned around my marvellous toy would be chugging from behind.

    It went zip when it moved and bop when it stopped and whirrrrr when it stood
    still
    I never knew just what it was and I guess I never will.

    The years have gone by too quickly it seems, I have my own little boy.
    And yesterday I gave to him my marvellous little toy
    His eyes nearly popped right out of his head and he gave a squeal of glee…
    Neither one of us knows just what it is but he loves it just like me.

    It still goes zip when it moves and bop when it stops, whirrrrr when it
    stands still
    I never knew just what it was and I guess I never will.

    (written by Tom Paxton)

  4. Good Evening Talk
  5. A Baby Just Like You

    A Baby Just Like You

    The sea son is upon us now, a time for gifts and giving.
    And as the year draws to its close, I think about my living.
    Christmas time when I was young, the magic and the wonder.
    But colors dull and candles dim and dark my standing under.

    Oh, little angel, shining light, you’ve set my soul to dreaming.
    You’ve given back my joy in life, you filled me with new meaning.

    A savior King was born that day, a baby just like you.
    And as the Magi came with gifts, I come with my gift too.
    That peace on earth fills up your time and brotherhood surrounds you,
    That you may know the warmth of love and wrap it all around you.

    It’s just a wish, a dream I’m told from days when I was young,
    Merry Christmas little Zachary, Merry Christmas everyone.
    Merry Christmas little Zachary, Merry Christmas everyone.

    (written by John Denver)

  6. Rudolph The Red-Nosed Reindeer

    Rudolph The Red-Nosed Reindeer

    Rudolph the red-nosed reindeer had a very shiny nose.
    And if you ever saw it, you would even say it glows.
    All of the other reindeer used to laugh and call him names,
    they never let poor Rudolph join in any reindeer games.

    Then one foggy Christmas Eve, Santa came to say,
    “Rudolph with your nose so bright, won’t you guide my sleigh tonight?”
    Then all the reindeer loved him and they shouted out with glee,
    “Rudolph the red-nosed reindeer, you’ll go down in history.”

    Then one foggy Christmas Eve, Santa came to say,
    “Rudolph with your nose so bright, won’t you guide my sleigh tonight?”
    Then all the reindeer loved him and they shouted out with glee,
    “Rudolph the red-nosed reindeer, you’ll go down in history.”
    “Rudolph the red-nosed reindeer, you’ll go down in history.”

    (written by R. May)

  7. Introduction of Choir
  8. Away In A Manger

    Away In A Manger

    Away in a manger,
    No crib for His bed
    The little Lord Jesus
    Laid down His sweet head

    The stars in the bright sky
    Looked down where He lay
    The little Lord Jesus
    Asleep on the hay

    The cattle are lowing
    The poor Baby wakes
    But little Lord Jesus
    No crying He makes

    I love Thee, Lord Jesus
    Look down from the sky
    And stay by my side,
    ‘Til morning is nigh.

    Be near me, Lord Jesus,
    I ask Thee to stay
    Close by me forever
    And love me I pray

    Bless all the dear children
    In Thy tender care
    And take us to heaven
    To live with Thee there

    (traditional)

  9. Jingle Bells

    Jingle Bells

    Dashing through the snow
    In a one horse open sleigh
    O’er the fields where 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

    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 sleigh

    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 sleigh

    Jingle, jingle …

    (written by James Lord Pierpont)

  10. What Child Is This?

    What Child Is This?

    What child is this, who, laid to rest, on Mary’s lap, is sleeping?
    Whom angels greet with anthems sweet, while shepherds watch are keeping?
    This, this is Christ the King, whom shepherds guard and angels sing:
    Haste, haste to bring him laud, the Babe, the Son of Mary!

    So bring Him incense, gold, and myrrh, come peasant, king to own Him,
    The King of kings, salvation brings, let loving hearts enthrone Him.
    Raise, raise the song on high, the Virgin sings her lullaby:
    Joy, joy, for Christ is born, the Babe, the Son of Mary!

    What child is this, who, laid to rest, on Mary’s lap, is sleeping?
    Whom angels greet with anthems sweet, while shepherds watch are keeping?
    This, this is Christ the King, whom shepherds guard and angels sing:
    Haste, haste to bring him laud, the Babe, the Son of Mary!

    (written by William Chatterton Dix)

  11. Introduction To Please, Daddy (Don’t Get Drunk This Christmas)
  12. Please, Daddy (Don’t Get Drunk This Christmas)

    Please, Daddy (Don’t Get Drunk This Christmas)

    Please daddy, don’t get drunk this Christmas, I don’t wanna see my mamma cry.
    Please daddy, don’t get drunk this Christmas, I don’t wanna see my mamma cry.
    Just last year when I was only seven, now I’m almost eight as you can see.
    You came home a quarter past eleven, fell down underneath our Christmas tree.

    Please daddy, don’t get drunk this Christmas, I don’t wanna see my mamma cry.
    Please daddy, don’t get drunk this Christmas, I don’t wanna see my mamma cry.
    Mamma smiled and looked outside the window. She told me, “Son, you better get upstairs.”
    Then you laughed and hollered “Merry Christmas.” I turned around and saw my mamma’s tears.

    Please daddy, don’t get drunk this Christmas, I don’t wanna see my mamma cry.
    Please daddy, don’t get drunk this Christmas, I don’t wanna see my mamma cry.
    No, I don’t wanna see my mamma cry.

    (written by Bill Danoff)

  13. Introduction To Alfie, The Christmas Tree
  14. Alfie, The Christmas Tree

    Alfie, The Christmas Tree

    Did you ever hear the story of the Christmas Tree
    who just didn’t want to change the show
    He liked living in the woods and playing with squirrels, he liked icicles and snow.

    He liked wolves and eagles and grizzly bears
    and critters and creatures that crawled.
    Why bugs were some of his very best friends, spiders and ants and all.

    Now that’s not to say that he ever looked down on the vision of twinkling lights,
    or on mirrored bubbles and peppermint canes and a thousand other delights.
    And he often had dreams of tiny reindeer
    and a jolly old man and a sleigh full of toys and presents and wonderful things,
    and the story of Christmas Day.

    Oh, Alfie believed in Christmas all right, he was full of Christmas cheer.
    All of each and every day and all throughout the year.

    To him it was more than a special time much more than a special day,
    It was more than a beautiful story. it was a special kind of way.

    You see, some folks have never heard a jingle bell ring,
    And they’ve never heard of Santa Claus.
    They’ve never heard the story of the Son of God. And that made Alfie pause.

    Did that mean that they’d never know of peace on earth
    or the brotherhood of man?
    Or know how to love, or know how to give? If they can’t, no one can.
    You see, life is a very special kind of thing, not just for a chosen few.
    But for each and every living breathing thing. Not just me and you.

    So in your Christmas prayers this year, Alfie asked me if I’d ask you
    to say a prayer for the wind, and the water, and the wood,
    and those who live there, too.

    (written by John Denver)

  15. Silent Night

    Silent Night

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

    Silent night, holy night. Shepherds wake at the sight.
    Glorious dreams from heaven above. Heavenly hosts sing “Hallelujah.”
    “Christ the savior is born, Christ the savior is born.”

    Silent night, holy night. Son of God, love’s pure light.
    Radiant beams from thy holy face with the dawn of breathing in grace.
    Jesus Lord of thy herd, Jesus Lord of thy herd.

    Sleep in heavenly peace, sleep in heavenly peace.

  16. Living Legend Story
  17. Noel – Christmas Eve, 1913

    Noel – Christmas Eve, 1913

    A frosty Christmas Eve, when the stars where shining,
    I traveled for the home, where westward falls the hill.
    And for many, many a village, in the darkness of the valley,
    distant music reached me, peels of bells were ringing.

    Then spread my thoughts to olden times, to that first of Christmases
    when shepherds who were watching, heard music in the fields.
    And they sat there and they marveled, and they knew they could not tell
    whether it were angels, or the bright stars a singing.

    But to me heard a far, it was starry music,
    the singing of the angels, the comfort of our Lord.
    Words of old that come a traveling, by the riches of the times,
    and I softly listened, as I stood upon the hill.
    And I softly listened, as I stood upon the hill.

    (written by Robert Bridges and Lee Holdridge)

  18. Little Drummer Boy

    Little Drummer Boy

    Come they told me, pa rum pum pum pum
    A new born King to see, pa rum pum pum pum
    Our finest gifts we 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 honor Him, pa rum pum pum pum,
    When we come.

    Little Baby, 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 the 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.

    (written by K. Davis)

  19. Oh Holy Night

    Oh Holy Night

    O holy night, the stars are brightly shining, it is the night of our dear Savior’s birth.
    Long lay the world in sin and error pining till He appeared and the soul felt its worth.
    A thrill of hope, the weary world rejoices for yonder breaks a new glorious morn.
    Fall on your knees, oh, hear the angels’ voices, oh, night divine, oh night when Christ was born.
    O night divine, oh night, oh night divine, oh night divine.

    Oh, night divine, oh night when Christ was born.
    O night divine, oh night, oh night divine, oh night divine.

  20. Take Me Home, Country Roads

    Take Me Home, Country Roads

    Almost heaven, West Virginia
    Blue Ridge Mountains
    Shenandoah River –
    Life is old there
    Older than the trees
    Younger than the mountains
    Growin like a breeze

    Country Roads, take me home
    To the place I belong
    West Virginia, mountain momma
    Take me home, country roads

    All my memories gathered round her
    Miners lady, stranger to blue water
    Dark and dusty, painted on the sky
    Misty taste of moonshine
    Teardrops in my eye

    Country Roads, take me home
    To the place I belong
    West Virginia, mountain momma
    Take me home, country roads

    I hear her voice
    In the mornin hour she calls me
    The radio reminds me of my home far away
    And drivin down the road I get a feelin
    That I should have been home yesterday, yesterday

    Country Roads, take me home
    To the place I belong
    West Virginia, mountain momma
    Take me home, country roads

    Country Roads, take me home
    To the place I belong
    West Virginia, mountain momma
    Take me home, country roads
    Take me home, now country roads
    Take me home, now country roads

    (written by John Denver, Taffy Nivert and Bill Danoff)

  21. Annie’s Song

    Annie’s Song

    You fill up my senses like a night in the forest,
    like the mountains in springtime, like a walk in the rain,
    like a storm in the desert, like a sleepy blue ocean.
    You fill up my senses, come fill me again.

    Come let me love you, let me give my life to you,
    let me drown in your laughter, let me die in your arms,
    let me lay down beside you, let me always be with you.
    Come let me love you, come love me again.

    You fill up my senses like a night in the forest,
    like the mountains in springtime, like a walk in the rain,
    like a storm in the desert, like a sleepy blue ocean.
    You fill up my senses, come fill me again.

    (written by John Denver)

  22. Caylpso

    Caylpso

    To sail on a dream on a crystal clear ocean, to ride on the crest of the wild raging storm.
    To work in the service of life and the living, in search of the answers to questions unknown.
    To be part of the movement and part of the growing, part of beginning to understand.
    Aye, Calypso, the place’s you’ve been to, the things that you’ve shown us, the stories you tell.
    Aye, Calypso, I sing to your spirit, the men who have served you so long and so well.

    Like the dolphin who guides you, you bring us beside you
    to light up the darkness and show us the way.
    For though we are strangers in your silent world, to live on the land we must learn from the sea.
    To be true as the tide and free as a wind swell, joyful and loving in letting it be.
    Aye, Calypso, the place’s you’ve been to, the things that you’ve shown us, the stories you tell.
    Aye, Calypso, I sing to your spirit, the men who have served you so long and so well.
    Aye, Calypso, the place’s you’ve been to, the things that you’ve shown us, the stories you tell.
    Aye, Calypso, I sing to your spirit, the men who have served you so long and so well.

    (written by John Denver)

  23. Introduction To Falling Leaves (The Refugees)
  24. Falling Leaves (The Refugees)

    Falling Leaves (The Refugees)

    Thank you for this precious day, these gifts you give to me.
    My heart’s so full of love for you, sings praise for all I see.
    Oh, sing for every mother’s love, for every childhood tear.
    Oh, sing for all the stars above, the peace beyond all fear.

    This is for the refugees, the ones without a home. A boat out on the ocean, a city street alone.
    Are they not some dear mother’s child? Are they not you and I?
    Are we the ones to bear this shame and they this sacrifice?
    Or are they just like falling leaves who give themselves away?
    From dust to dust, from seed to shear and to another day.
    If I could have one wish on Earth of all I can conceive,
    would be to see another Spring and bless the falling leaves.

    Thank you for this precious day, these gifts you give to me.
    My heart is so full of love for you, sings praise for all I see.
    Oh, sing for every mother’s love, for every childhood tear.
    Oh, sing for all the stars above, the peace beyond all fear.

    (written by John Denver)

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