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When Santa goes to Mexico,

He takes a reindeer called Pablo.

Pablo can sing and dance and sway,

He leads the reindeer all the way!

Santa can’t speak the Espanol,

So he depends on good old Paul.

All the muchachos love him so,

Pablo, the reindeer from Mexico!
Without him …..

Part 2: La, la, la, la.

Santa would not know where he’s going

Part 2: ay, yi, yi yi

Without him ….

Part 2: La, la, la, la

He would not know if it was showing!

Part 2: South of the border?
Pablo can do the cha-cha-cha.

He makes the children laugh, ha, ha!

All the muchachos shout “Olé!”

Pablo, please hurry back, they say.

He makes the children laugh, ha, ha!

All the muchachos shout “Olé!”

Pablo, please hurry back--------

They---------
Say---------!

Counting Sheep / Swinging Shepherd Blues (C)

When Momma caught insomnia,

She swore that counting sheep,

Would make her go to bye-byes right away.

But, for a shepherd, what’s the use

in counting sheep to go to sleep,

When we count the bleating things all day?
Counting sheep. Counting sheep.

A little bit of shut-eye we could use.

Counting sheep. Counting sheep.

We’ve got those counting sheep-type,

Sleepy shepherd blues
Along a mountain pass,

There is a patch of grass,

Where the swinging shepherd plays his tune,

His sheep never stray, dancing all day,

Till they see the pale and yellow moon.

And then he leads his flock

And homeward they all rock

To the tune of the Swing Shepherd Blues!

The Swing------ing Shepherd Blues!

He sees a shining light,

A host of angels singing overhead.

To Bethlehem town, he must go down,

There he’ll see a baby in a manger bed.

And with the cherubim,

He’ll play the pipe for him,

To the tune of the Swinging Shepherd Blues.

We fly through the air

Like we know that we should,

To bring you presents and make Santa look good!

We want you to know what we just don’t get it!

We do all the work while Santa gets the credit!

Without us…… Santa’s nothing!
There’s Dasher and Dancer and Prancer and Vixen,

Comet and Cupid and Donner and Blitzen.

We even have a standby who everyone knows,

My name is Rudolph, with the bright red nose.

Without us…… Santa’s nothing!
Solo line sung

Upon on the housetop the reindeer pause

“Do you know what it’s like, pullin’ ‘The Clause’?”

Every year he gets bigger and bigger!

You really would think he might watch his figure!

he even tried a cycle

A train or a plane he thought he might like,

But he’ll stick with us ‘til his dyin’ day.

‘cause he knows we’re the ones

who can pull his sleigh!

Without us…… Santa’s nothing!
Now don’t get us wrong, he’s a really nice guy.

And we all do enjoy flying through the sky.

It’s just that we want the attention we deserve!

And ignoring us really takes a lot of nerve!

Please remember that we’ve been flyin’ all night!

Slippin’ and slidin’ on every roof top,

Killin’ ourselves makin’ Santa look hot!

Without us…… Santa’s nothing!

Without us…… Santa’s nothing!

With us…… he’s somethin!

Rudolph the Red-nosed Reindeer (G)

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’d 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 how the reindeer love him,

As they shouted out with glee,

Rudolph the red-nosed reindeer,

You’ll go down in history.

[INSTRUMENTAL BREAK]
Then one foggy Christmas Eve,

Santa came to say,

“Rudolph, with your nose so bright,

Won’t you guide my sleigh tonight?”

Then how the reindeer love him,

As they shouted out with glee,

Rudolph the red-nosed reindeer,

You’ll go down in history.

You’ll .. go...down .. in his-to-ry!
Santa, oh Santa (G)

Now ev’ry year on Christmas Eve

our journey is the same,

Old Santa drives us way off course,

Yet we receive the blame!

We’re flying here, we’re flying there,

It’s such a busy night,

But if we had a compass

we would have a simpler flight!
Oh Santa, oh Santa, listen to us please.

Santa, dear Santa,

we’re down upon our knees.

Let’s cure your ge-o-graphical mishap.

We’d find our destination

if you’d only bring a map!
[Instrumental break]

We think we are in Portishead

And yet we’re in Dundee.

Did we turn left instead of right

Across the Irish sea?

We travel on to Germany

But find it’s Ecuador.

Then Santa says, “I’m sorry, but

We’ve been here twice before!”
Oh Santa, oh Santa, listen to us please.

Santa, dear Santa, …. etc (x2)
We’d find our destination

if you’d on…..ly bring….. a….. map!
Something told the Wild Geese (G)

Something told the wild geese, it was time to go.

Though the fields lay golden,

Something whispered ‘Snow’.

Leaves were green and stirring,

Berries lustre glossed.

But beneath warm feathers,

Something cautioned,

something cautioned, ‘Frost’.

All the sagging orchards,

Steamed with amber spice.

But each wild beast stiffened

At remembered ice.
Something told the wild geese, it was time to fly.

Summer sun was on their wings.

Winter, winter, winter in their cry.

A Bird’s-Eye View (C & G)

We’re flying south over snowy rooftops,

flying south for a life that’s new.

We’re flying south over snowy rooftops,

Looking for the baby

From a bird’s-eye view.

Flying now for a life that’s new.

We’re flying now over flowing rivers,

Knowing that we must get through.

Flying high for a life that’s new.

We’re flying high over hills and valleys,

Looking for a baby……………….

From a bird’s-eye view.

While Shepherds Watched their Flocks (C & G)

Whilst shepherds watched their flocks by night,

All seated on the ground,

The angel of the Lord came down,

And glory shone around.
‘Fear not’, said he, for mighty dread

Had seized their troubled mind;

‘glad tidings of great joy I bring

To you and all mankind.’

And forthwith appeared a shining throng

Of angels praising God,

Who thus addressed their joyful song.

And to the earth be peace.

Goodwill, henceforth from heaven to men

Begin and never cease.’

Away in a manger, no crib for a 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.

But little Lord Jesus no crying he makes.

I love thee Lord Jesus, look down from the sky,

And stay by my side until morning is nigh.

Close by me forever, and love me I pray.

Bless all the dear children in thy tender care,

And fit us for heaven to live with thee there.

Infant holy, infant lowly,

For his bed a cattle stall;

Oxen lowing, little knowing

Christ the babe is Lord of all.

Swift are winging, angels singing,

Nowells ringing, tidings bringing

Christ the babe is Lord of all.

Christ the babe is Lord of all.
Flocks were sleeping,

Shepherds keeping vigil ‘til the morning new;

Saw the glory, heard the story,

Tidings of a gospel true.

Thus rejoicing, free from sorrow,

Praises voicing, greet the morrow,

Christ the babe was born for you!

Christ the babe was born for you!

Hallelujahs ring.

For today in Bethelehem,

The love of God has come to men,

The saviour of the world is Christ the King!

Unto us a child is born,

Unto us a son is given ….etc
Leave your cares aside,

Seek and you will find,

For today in Bethlehem,

The love of God has come to men,

The saviour of the world is Jesus Christ.

Unto us a child is born,

Unto us a son is given ….etc
Come let us adore,

Now and evermore,

For today in Bethlehem,

The love of God has come to men,

The saviour of the world Is Jesus Christ!

Unto us a child is born,

Unto us a son is given …. (x3)
Cowboy Carol (C & G)

There’ll be a new world beginning from tonight!

There’ll be a new world beginning from tonight!

When I climb up to my saddle,

Gonna take Him to my heart,

There’ll be a new world beginning from tonight!
Right across the prairie,

Clear across the valley,

Straight across the heart of every man.

There’ll be a right new brand of living

That’ll sweep like lightning fire

And take away the hate from every land. [Repeat]

Gonna take Him to my heart!

There’ll be a new world

beginning from tonight, from ton------ight!

Little donkey, little donkey, on the dusty road,

Got to keep on little donkey,

with your precious load.

Been a long time, little donkey,

through the winter’s night.

Don’t give up now, little donkey,

Bethlehem’s in sight!

Little donkey, carry Mary, safely on her way.

There are wise men waiting for a sign to bring them here.

Do not falter, little donkey, there’s a star ahead,

It will guide you, little donkey,t o a cattle shed.

“I” said the donkey, shaggy and brown,

“I carried his mother up hill and down,

I carried him safely to Bethlehem town.

I” said the donkey shaggy and brown.
Verse 3 – school 2

“I” said the cow all white and red,

“I gave him my manger for a bed.

I gave him my hay for to pillow his head.

“I” said the cow all white and red.
Verse 1 repeat – ALL

Jesus our brother …..etc
Verse 4 – school 3

“I” said the sheep with a curly horn,

“I gave him my wool for his blanket warm.

I gave him my hay for to pillow his head.

And he wore my coat on that Christmas morn.

“I” said the sheep with a curly horn.

“I” said the dove from the rafters high,

“Cooed him to sleep that he should not cry.

We cooed him to sleep, my love and I,

“I” said the dove from the rafters high.
Verse 6 - All

Thus every beast remembering it well,

In the stable dark was so proud to tell

Of the gifts that they gave Emmanuel,

The gifts that they gave Emmanuel.

O Come, all ye Faithful (C)

O come, all ye faithful,

Joyful and triumphant,

O come ye, o come ye, to Bethlehem;

Come and behold him,

Born the King of angels.

Light of light.

Lo! He abhors not the virgin’s womb.

Very God,

Begotten, not created.

O come let us adore him (x3)

O come let us adore him, Christ the Lord.
Sing, choirs of angels,

Sing in exultation,

Sing, all ye citizens of heav’n above.

Glory to God, glory in the highest.

Hark the herald angels sing

Glory to the new-born King.

Peace on earth and mercy mild,

God and sinners reconciled.

Joyful, all ye nations rise

Join the triumph of the skies,

With th’ angelic host proclaim,

Christ is born in Bethlehem.

Hark! the herald angels sing

Glory to the new-born King.
Christ, by highest heaven adored,

Christ the everlasting Lord.

Late in time behold him come,

Offspring of a virgin’s womb.

Veiled in flesh the God-head see,

Hail th’ incarnate Deity!

Please as man with man to dwell,

Jesus our Emmanuel.

Hark! The herald angels sing

Glory to the new-born King.

Hail the Sun of Righteouness!

Light and life to all he brings,

Ris’n with healing in his wings.

Mild he lays his glory by.

Born that man no more may die.

Born to raise the sons of earth,

Born to give them second birth.