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John Denver Christmas EP- Live in Hershey PA- December 6 1990

2011
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Track List
  1. Introduction
  2. 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)

  3. Christmas Like A Lullaby

    Christmas Like A 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)

  4. 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)

  5. 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)

  6. 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. Introduction
  2. 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)

  3. Christmas Like A Lullaby

    Christmas Like A 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)

  4. 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)

  5. 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)

  6. 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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