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see the sunlight through the pine
taste the warm of winter wine
dream of softly falling snow
winter's gold
aspenglow

as the winter days unfold
hearts grow warmer with the cold
peace of mind is all you know
winter's gold
aspenglow

aspen is the life to live
see how much there is to give
see how strongly you believe
see how much you may receive

smiling faces all around
laughter is the only sound
memories that can't grow old
winter's gold
aspenglow

aspen is the life to live
see how much there is to give
see how strongly you belive
see how much you may receive

see the sunlight through the pine
taste the warm of winter wine
dream of softly falling snow
winter's gold
aspenglow

winter's gold
aspenglow

. . .


This song appears on two albums, and was first released on the Rocky Mountain Christmas album, and has also been released on the Christmas. Like A Lullaby album.


All through the year
We've waited
Waited through spring and fall
To hear silver bells ringing
See winter time bringing
The happies season of all

Chestnuts roasting on a open fire
Jackfrost nippin' at your nose
Yuletide carols being sung by a choir
And folks dressed up like Eskimos

Everybody knows a turkey, and some mistleoe
Will help o make he season bright
Tiny tots with their eyes all aglow
Will find it hard to sleep tonight

They know that Santa's on his way
He's loaded lots of toys and goodies on his sleigh
And every mother's child is going to spy
To see if reindeer really know how to fly

And so I'm offering this simple phrase
To kids from one to ninety-two
Although it's been said, many times
Many ways
Merry Christmas, to you

They know that Santa's on his way
He's loaded lots of toys and goodies on his sleigh
And every mother's child is going to spy
To see if reindeer really know how to fly

And so I'm offering this simple phrase
To kids from one to ninety-two
Although it's been said, many times
Many ways
Merry Christmas, to you

Words and music by Mel Torme and Robert Wells

. . .


You know Dasher and Dancer and Prancer and Vixen
Comet and Cupid and Donner and Blitzen.
But do you recall the most famous reindeer of all

Rudolph the red-nosed reindeer (reindeer)
Had a very shiny nose (like a light bulb)
And if you ever saw it (saw it)
You would even say it glows (like a glowworm)

All of the other reindeer (reindeer)
Used to laugh and call him names (like Pinochio)
They never let poor Rudolph (Rudolph)
Join in any reindeer games (like Monopoly)

Then one foggy Christmas Eve
Santa came to say (Ho Ho Ho)
Rudolph with your nose so bright
Won't you guide my sleigh tonight

Then all the reindeer loved him (loved him)
And they shouted out with glee (whooppee)
"Rudolph the red-nosed reindeer (reindeer)
You'll go down in history! (like Columbus)"

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 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 all the reindeer loved him
And they shouted out with glee
"Rudolph the red-nosed reindeer
You'll go down in history!"

. . .


City sidewalks, busy sidewalks
Dressed in holiday style
In the air there's a feeling of Christmas
Children laughing, people passing
Meeting smile after smile
And on every street corner you hear

Silver bells silver bells
It's Christmas time in the city
Ring a ling, hear them ring
Soon it will be Christmas day

. . .


Please daddy, don't get drunk this Christmas, I don't wanna see my mamma cry.
Please daddy, don't get drunk this Christmas, I don't wanna see my mamma cry.
Just last year when I was only seven, now I'm almost eight as you can see.
You came home a quarter past eleven, fell down underneath our Christmas tree.

Please daddy, don't get drunk this Christmas, I don't wanna see my mamma cry.
Please daddy, don't get drunk this Christmas, I don't wanna see my mamma cry.
Mamma smiled and looked outside the window. She told me, "Son, you better get upstairs."
Then you laughed and hollered "Merry Christmas." I turned around and saw my mamma's tears.

Please daddy, don't get drunk this Christmas, I don't wanna see my mamma cry.
Please daddy, don't get drunk this Christmas, I don't wanna see my mamma cry.
No, I don't wanna see my mamma cry.

. . .


Tall in the saddle, we spend Christmas Day, driving the cattle over snow
covered-plains.
All of the good gifts given today, ours is the sky and the wide open range.
Back in the cities they have different ways, football and eggnog and Christmas
parades.
I'll take my saddle, I'll take the reins, It's Christmas for cowboys wide-open
plains.

A campfire for warmth as we stop for the night, the stars overhead are
Christmas tree lights.
The wind sings a hymn as we bow down to pray, It's Christmas for cowboys,
wide-open plains.

Tall in the saddle we spend Christmas Day, driving the cattle over
snow-covered plains.
All of the good gifts given today, ours is the sky and the wide open range.
It's Christmas for cowboys, wide open plains.

. . .


Away in a manger no crib for his bed.
The little Lord Jesus lay down his sweet head.
The stars in the sky looked down where he lay.
The little Lord Jesus asleep on 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 side 'till 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 fit us for heaven to live with thee there.

Away in a manger no crib for his bed.
The little Lord Jesus lay down his sweet head.
The stars in the sky looked down where he lay.
The little Lord Jesus asleep on the hay.

. . .


What child is this, who, laid to rest,
On Mary's lap is sleeping?
Whom angels greet with anthems sweet,
While shepherds watch are keeping?
This, this is Christ the King,
Whom shepherds guard and angels sing:
Haste, haste to bring him laud,
The babe, the son of Mary.
Why lies he in such mean estate
Where ox and ass are feeding?
Good Christian, fear: for sinners here
The silent Word is pleading.
This, this is Christ the King,
Whom shepherds guard and angels sing:
Haste, haste to bring him laud,
The babe, the son of Mary.
So bring him incense, gold, and myrrh,
Come, peasant, king, to own him.
the King of kings salvation brings,
Let loving hearts enthrone him.
This, this is Christ the King,
Whom shepherds guard and angels sing:
Haste, haste to bring him laud,
The babe, the son of Mary.

. . .


Lullay, thou little tiny Child,
By-bye lully, lullay.
Lullay, thou little tiny Child,
By-bye lully, lullay.

O sisters too, how may we do
For to preserve this day,
This poor Youngling for whom we sing
By-bye lully, lullay.

Herod the King, in his raging,
Charged he hath this day;
His men of might, in his own sight,
All children young, to slay.

Then woe is me, poor Child, for Thee,
And ever mourn and say;
For Thy parting nor say nor sing,
By-bye lully, lullay.

. . .


In Album: Rocky Mountain Christmas and Christmas Like A Lullabye

Oh Holy Night
The stars are brightly shining
It is the night of the dear Saviour's birth
Long lay the world in sin and error pining
'Til He appeared and the soul felt
its worth
A thrill of hope, the weary world rejoices
For yonder breaks a new and
glorious morn.
Fall on your knees, Oh hear the
angel voices.
Oh night divine, Oh night when Christ was born
Oh night divine, Oh night
Oh Holy night
Fall on your knees, Oh hear the
angel voices
Oh night divine, Oh night when Christ was born
Oh night divine, Oh night
Oh Holy night

. . .


Silent night, holy night
All is calm, all is bright
Round yon Virgin mother and child
Holy infant so tender and mild
Sleep in heavenly peace sleep in heavenly peace

Silent night, holy night
Shepherds quake at the sight
Glories stream from heaven a far
Heavenly host sing Alleluia
Christ the saviour is born
Christ the saviour is born

Silent night, holy night
Son of God, love's pure light
Radiant beams from thy holy face
With the dawn of redeeming grace
Jesus lord at thy birth
Jesus lord at thy birth

. . .


The season is upon us now
A time for gifts and giving
And as the year draws to its close
I think about my living

The Christmastime when I was young
The magic and the wonder
But colors dull and candles dim
And dark my standing under

Oh little angel, shining light
You've set my soul to dreaming
You've given back my joy in life
You' ve filled me with new meaning

A savior king was born that day
A baby just like you
And as the Magi came with gifts
I've come with my gift too

That peace on earth fills up your time
That brotherhood surrounds you
That you may know the warmth of love
And wrap it all around you

It's just a wish, a dream I'm told
From days when I was young
Merry Christmas little Zachary
Merry Christmas ev'ryone

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