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WE SURVIVED ANOTHER CHRISTMAS

All the gifts are unwrapped, and the turkey’s been eaten
And although our credit cards took quite a beating
It wasn’t too bad, not as bad as we’d feared
We survived another Christmas this year

Christmas spirits were flowing, but no one got too drunk
Or got so depressed that they just sat in a funk
There were quite a few smiles, and a good bit of cheer
We survived another Christmas this year

(bridge)
It’s a lot of hard work to prepare all this merry
We might not recover till mid-February…

There weren’t any meltdowns – well, okay, one or two
But we worked our way through them, and I hope so did you
It’s important to treasure the ones we hold dear
The laughter and hugs will make up for the tears
Remember it’s just one week till it’s New Year’s…
But we survived another Christmas
Yes, we made it through Christmas
We survived another Christmas this year!

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I Saw Three Ships (of Refugees)

I Saw Three Ships (of Refugees)
(Traditional; new words Skip Mendler)

I saw three ships come sailing in
On Christmas Day, on Christmas Day
And each was loaded to the brim
On Christmas Day in the morning

And what was in those ships all three
On Christmas Day, on Christmas Day
A sight that no one should have to see
On Christmas Day in the morning

Those ships were filled with refugees
On Christmas Day, On Christmas Day
Who from a brutal war did flee
On Christmas Day in the morning

Pray, whither sailed those ships all three
On Christmas Day, on Christmas Day
Pray, where might their cargo be safe and free
On Christmas Day in the morning

Oh, they came to America
On Christmas Day, on Christmas Day
Oh, they put their hopes in America
On Christmas Day in the morning

And every one was welcomed in
On Christmas Day, on Christmas Day
With open hearts was welcomed in
On Christmas Day in the morning

And all the children did laugh and sing
On Christmas Day, on Christmas Day
And hope for better futures bring
On Christmas Day in the morning

For all the angels in Heaven approve
On Christmas Day, on Christmas Day
To see strangers welcomed with God’s own love
On Christmas Day in the morning

So let us all together rejoice
On Christmas Day, on Christmas Day
Whatever our language, whatever our voice
On Christmas Day in the morning

HOLLY JOLLY MAN

(with apologies to Donovan)

Christmas Eve I could not sleep
Crept downstairs to take a peek
To find that he was by the tree
Laughing oh so merrily
Twas then that the Holly Jolly Man
Came with his bag of toys
Then when the Holly Jolly Man
Came bringing bags of toys

“Holly Jolly, Holly Jolly, Holly Jolly, Jolly,” he sang (3x)

(instrumental bridge)

Memories of Christmas past
Candlelight his spell is cast
Down the years without a pause
The “ho ho ho” of Santa Claus
Tis then that the Holly Jolly Man
Comes singing songs of joy
Then when the Holly Jolly Man
Comes singing songs of joy

“Holly Jolly, Holly Jolly, Holly Jolly, Jolly,” he sang
“Holly Jolly, Holly Jolly, Holly Jolly, Holly Jolly…”
“Holly Jolly, Holly Jolly, Holly Jolly, Jolly,” he sang
“Holly Jolly, Holly Jolly, Holly Jolly, Jolly,” he sang
Here comes the Jelly Belly Man and he’s singing songs of joy
“Jelly Belly, Jelly Belly, Jelly Belly, Belly,” he sang
“Merry Christmas, Merry Christmas, Merry Christmas,” he sang
“Holly Jolly, Holly Jolly, Holly Jolly, Jolly,” he sang… (repeat ad lib. to fade)

(If I Was Gonna Write) ANOTHER CHRISTMAS SONG

If I was gonna write another Christmas song
I’d make sure that it didn’t go on too long
I’d wanna make a standard that could last throughout the years
A work of art to touch the heart
And bring a smile or joyful tear

And then we’d make a record – that would be so neat
A little bit of auto-tune and a booty-bouncin’ beat
Throw in a sweet string section and a gospel choir
We’d have ourselves a megahit
And set the world on fire

A big and flashy video to rock the joint
And I would have completely

missed

the

point

of Christmas time…

I’LL HAVE A HAPPY CHRISTMAS (IF IT KILLS ME)

 Well, the holidays are nearing
And once again I’m fearing
The spirit of the time may fail to fill me
But I’ll have a happy Christmas
A jolly little Christmas
I’ll have a happy Christmas if it kills me

 Yes,. I’ve made up my mind
To be generous and kind
Though I’ll admit the prospect doesn’t thrill me
But I’ll have a happy Christmas
A jolly little Christmas
I’ll have a happy Christmas if it kills me

(bridge)
In my mind I’ll carry mistletoe
Look around for reindeer in the snow
And if I see some children with their eyes aglow
I’ll know someone found the candy

 Well, the holidays get hectic
So don’t get apoplectic
Or have a heart attack when Visa bills ya
Just have a happy Christmas
I wish you Merry Christmas
And I sure hope that Christmas doesn’t kill ya

 (bridge)
In my mind I’ll carry mistletoe
Look around for babies in the snow
And if I see a reindeer with his nose aglow
I’ll know someone found the brandy

Well, the holidays get hectic
So don’t get apoplectic
Or have a heart attack when Visa bills ya
Just have a happy Christmas
I wish you Merry Christmas
And I sure hope that Christmas doesn’t kill ya

A Dylan Carol

Bob Dylan, as you may have heard, recently released an album of Christmas standards. Reviews have been, uh, mixed. Nonetheless, here’s a piece of what we might have expected instead….

I ain’t gonna work in Santa’s Workshop no more
I ain’t gonna work in Santa’s Workshop no more
They make me follow the rules like any other elf
Never get a chance to just be myself
These pointy shoes they make my feet so sore
I ain’t gonna work in Santa’s Workshop no more

I ain’t gonna work for Mrs Claus no more
I ain’t gonna work for Mrs Claus no more
Well, yeah, she’s very nice, and yeah, she’s oh-so-sweet
But she’s obsessive-compulsive when it comes to bein’ neat
She’ll make ya lick the crumbs off the workshop floor
I ain’t gonna work for Mrs Claus no more

I ain’t gonna work with Rudolph no more
I ain’t gonna work with Rudolph no more
Despite all the stardom he’s a nice enough fellow
But he’s got his stall decked out like some New Orleans bordello
No one can sleep between the blinking and the snore
I ain’t gonna work with Rudolph no more

I ain’t gonna load up Santa’s sleigh no more
No, I ain’t gonna load up Santa’s sleigh no more
You people want so much, you’ll break the poor man’s back
You’d think once in a while you could just cut the man some slack
Make stuff yourself, or buy it at the store
I ain’t gonna load up Santa’s sleigh no more