Singing Christmas Carols — A

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All I Want for Christmas Is My Two Front Teeth	Angels from the Realms of Glory	Angels We Have Heard on High
Auld Lang Syne	Away in a Manger

All I Want for Christmas Is My Two Front Teeth

Words and music by Don Gardner


All I want for Christmas is my two front teeth,
My two front teeth, see my two front teeth!
Gee, if I could only have my two front teeth,
Then I could wish you "Merry Christmas."
It seems so long since I could say,
Sister Susie sitting on a thistle!"
Gosh oh gee, how happy I'd be
If I could only whistle.
All I want for Christmas is my two front teeth,
My two front teeth, see my two front teeth!
Gee, if I could only have my two front teeth,
Then I could wish you "Merry Christmas."

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Angels from the Realms of Glory

Words by James Montgomery and music by Henry Smart


Angels from the realms of glory,
Wing your flight o'er all the earth.
Ye who sang creation's story,
Now proclaim Messiah's birth.

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Come and worship,
Come and worship,
Worship Christ, the new-born King.

Shepherds in the fields abiding,
Watching o'er your flocks by night.
God with man is now residing,
Yonder shines the infant light.

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Sages, leave you contemplations,
Brighter visions beam afar.
Seek the great desire of nations,
Ye have seen His natal star.

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Angels We Have Heard on High

Traditional French Carol


Angels we have heard on high
Sweetly singing o'er the plains,
And the mountains in reply
Echoing their joyous strains.

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Glo---ria in excelsis Deo,
Glo---ria in excelsis Deo.

Shepherds, why this jubilee?
Why your joyous strains prolong?
What the gladsome tidings be
Which inspire your heavenly song?

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Auld Lang Syne

Words by Robert Burns and music - a traditional Scottish melody


Should auld acquaintance be forgot
And never brought to mind?
Should auld acquaintance be forgot
And days of auld lang syne?
For auld lang syne, my dear,
For auld lang syne.
We'll take a cup of kindness yet,
For auld lang syne.

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Away in a Manger

Words by Martin Luther and music by J. E. Spillan


Away in a manger, no crib for His bed.
The little Lord Jesus lay down His sweet head.
The stars in the heavens looked down where He lay.
The little Lord Jesus asleep in 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 cradle '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.

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