The moon is right The spirit's up We're here tonight And that's enough Simply having a wonderful Christmas time Simply having a wonderful Christmas time
Rockin' around the Christmas tree At the Christmas party hop Mistletoe hung where you can see Everybody tries to stop Rockin' around the Christmas tree
When you went away The colors all turned brown Since you've been away There's a shadow on the town But when I close my eyes You are still around Especially
The sun is shining, the grass is green The orange and palm trees sway There's never been such a day In Beverly Hills, LA But it's December the 24th And
Joy to the World , the Lord is come! Let earth receive her King; Let every heart prepare Him room, And Heaven and nature sing, And Heaven and nature sing
Joy to the world The Lord has come Let Earth (Let Earth) Receive her King (Receive) Now it was long ago, when it all began Back in Bethlehem in a promised
Joy to the world, the Lord is come Let earth receive her King Let every heart prepare Him room And Heaven and nature sing And Heaven and nature sing And
Joy to the world, the Lord is come! Let earth receive her King; Let every heart prepare Him room, And heaven and nature sing, And heaven and nature sing
Every year at Christmas All I can see Are pictures of the things I want Around the tree But this year's a little different I'm not thinking of myself
This is a crisis I knew had to come, Destroying the balance I'd kept. Doubting, unsettling and turning around, Wondering what will come next. Is this
Here is joy for every age, Every generation; Prince and peasant, chief and sage, Every tongue and nation: Every tongue and nation, Every rank and station
(Isaac Watts (1674-1748)) Joy to the world! The Lord is come. Let earth receive her King Let every heart Prepare Him room And Saints and angels sing
Have your self a merry little christmas let your heart be light from now on our troubles will be out of sight have yourself a merry little christmas
I need you more than the rain in springtime Love you more than the open sea Feel you most when I'm deep in madness Like the way you're always with me
Every year at Christmas All I can see Are pictures of the things I want Around the tree But this year?s a little different I?m not thinking of myself
Translation: Manilow, Barry. Joy To The World Yourself A Marry Little Christmas.