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Michael McDonald




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This Christmas (29.09.2009)
29.09.2009
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Wexford Carol
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Come, O Come Emanuel/What Month Was Jesus Born
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"Oh, this is my favorite time of the year"
"Mine too"
"You know why?"
"Why?"

Candles burning low, lots of mistletoe
Lots of snow and ice everywhere we go
Choirs singing carols right outside my door

All these things and more
(All these things and more)
That's what Christmas means to me, my love
(That's what Christmas means to me, my love)

I see your smiling face, like I never seen before
And though I love you madly, seems I love you more
All the little cards you give me touch my heart for sure

All these things and more
(All these things and more)
That's what Christmas means to me, my love
(That's what Christmas means to me, my love)

I feel like running wild
I feel like just like a little child
I'll get you 'neath the mistletoe
Kiss you once and then some more

Wish you a Merry Christmas, baby
(Wish you a Merry Christmas, baby)
And such happiness in the coming year
Happiness in the coming year

Deck the halls with holly while singing, 'Silent Night'
Fill a trees with angel hair pretty, pretty lights
Go to sleep and wake up just before daylight

All these things and more
(All these things and more)
That's what Christmas means to me, my love
(That's what Christmas means to me, my love)

Just me and you
(That's what Christmas means to me, my love)
'Neath the mistletoe
(That's what Christmas means to me, my love)

Just you and me
(That's what Christmas means to me, my love)
Loving you, baby
(That's what Christmas means to me, my love)
That's what Christmas means to me

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Ooh, hang all the mistletoe
I'm gonna get to know you better this Christmas
And as we trim the tree
How much fun it's gonna be together this Christmas

Oh, the fireside is blazing bright
We're caroling through the night
And this Christmas
Will be a, a very special Christmas for me, yeah, yeah

Oh, presents and cards are here
My world is filled with cheer and you, this Christmas
And as I look around
Your eyes outshine the town, they do, this Christmas

The fireside is blazing bright
We're caroling through the night
And this Christmas
Will be a, a very special Christmas for me, yeah, ooh

Merry Christmas
Shake your hand, shake your hand, yeah, ooh

Oh, the fireside is blazing bright
We're caroling through the night
And this Christmas
Will be a very special Christmas for me, oh

Shake your hand, shake your hand, yeah
Do you feel [Incomprehensible]all over the world
Shake your hand, shake your hand, yeah
All over the world, Merry Christmas

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(Berlin/Bernard/Smith)

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

And later on we'll conspire
As we sit down by the fire
Facing unafraid all the plans that we made

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Wexford Carol

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God rest ye merry gentlemen, let nothing you dismay
Remember Christ our savior 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 [Incomprehensible] 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

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(McDonald/Chapman)

I have come from so far away
Down the road of my own mistakes
In the hope you could hear me pray
Oh lord, keep me in your reach

How I've longed through these wasted years
To outrun all the pain and fear
Turned to stone from my uncried tears
And now it's your grace I seek

Love won't compromise
It's a gift, it's a sacrifice
My soul renewed, and my heart released
In you I'll find my peace

Wondrous child of whom the angels sing
Know my joy, feel my suffering
Shining star make this love you bring
So bright that I may believe

That my way will not be lost
From now on, 'til that river's crossed
My soul renewed, and my spirit free

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(McDonald/Harris/Chiaravalle)

In a world of no hope
A light will shine brightly
That all men might know
The meaning of mercy and of
Love beyond all love
The peace that rests the soul
The heart will open
And search no more

[Chorus:]
Behold I bring you tidings
Tidings of great joy
The world has found it's answer
In a child that's born
On this night

Sing out across the seas
Cry out from the mountains
The son of man is born
So sing of his mercy and his
Peace beyond all peace
The king of kings has come
(let) every heart surrender
Every soul reborn


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(Traditional - Arranged By McDonald/Harris)

Children, go where I send thee
How shall I send thee?

I'm gonna send thee two by two
Two for paul and silas
One for the little bitty baby
Wrapped in swaddling clothing
That was born, born
Born in bethlehem

Children, go where I send thee
How shall I send thee?

I'm gonna send thee two by two
Two for paul and silas
Three for the little bitty baby
Four for the hebrew children
Five for the gospel preachers
That was born, born
Born in bethlehem

Children, go where I send thee
How shall I send thee?

I'm gonna send thee two by two
Two for paul and silas
Four for the four that stood at the door
Five for the gospel preachers
Six for the six that never got fixed
Seven for the seven that never got to heaven
Eight for the eight that stood at the gate
Nine for the nine all dressed so fine
Ten for the ten commandments
Eleven for the eleven riders

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(McDonald/Harris)

Old man winter's coming on
The nights are long and the days are gray
The fading sound of the robin's song
Summer days seem a lifetime away

It's the time that we look to each other
To raise our spirits and chase the blues away
That time of year when we all get together
I see it comin' I can hardly wait

[Chorus:]
It's all right I can't stop thinkin' 'bout it
It's a good life no time to be sad
I feel so right every time christmas comes around

Children's laughter and the snow on the ground
Starts lifting my heart up baby
I feel the love and the joy all around
That's how I know that it's christmas darlin'

So glad that we've still got each other
And this love is a gift we'll exchange
A prayer for peace for my sisters and brothers
Let's ring the bell and bring on the holidays


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Come, O Come Emanuel/What Month Was Jesus Born

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I'll be home for Christmas
You can count on me
Please have snow and mistletoe
And presents under the tree

Christmas eve will find me
Where the love light gleams
I'll be home for Christmas
If only in my dreams

I'll be home, I'll be home
If only in my dreams
I'll be home, I'll be home
If only in my dreams

I'm dreaming tonight of a place I love
Even more than I usually do
And although I know it's a long road back
I promise you

I'll be home for Christmas
You can count on me
Please have snow and mistletoe
And presents under the tree

Christmas eve will find me
Where the love light gleams
I'll be home for Christmas
If only in my dreams

I'll be home, I'll be home
If only in my dreams

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Have yourself 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
Make the Yule-tide gay
From now on our troubles
Will be miles away

Here we are as in olden days
Happy golden days of yore
Faithful friends who are dear to us
Gather near to us once more

Through the years
We all will be together
If the Fates allow
Hang a shining star
On the highest bough
And have yourself
A merry little Christmas now

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