|First line||Song title||Original by|
|[title] It's the best time of the year.|
|Do you remember me?|
I sat upon your knee.
|Come they told me,|
our newborn king to see.
|Long time ago in Bethleham,|
so the Holy Bible say
|[title3 times], Prospero año et felicidad.|
|Hang all the mistletoe,|
I'm gonna get to know you better
|It's coming up Christmas,|
They're cutting down trees
|[title]Walking home from our house |
|So this is Christmas.|
And what have you done?
|The sun is shining. The grass is green. |
The orange and palm trees sway.
|Well, way up north where the air gets cold.|
Underneath the mistletoe last night.
|Bah! Humbug! Well that's too strong.|
|Oh the weather outside is frightful|
Just slip a sable under the tree for me.
|Over the ground lies a mantle of white|
|I really can't stay/ but [title].|
I got to go away/But [title].
|Greeting cards have all been sent. |
The Christmas rush is through.
|Welcome to my Christmas song,|
I'd like to thank you for the year.
|I'll have a [title] without you|
|They said there'd be snow at Christmas,|
They said there'd be peace on Earth
|Bells will be ringing the glad, glad news.|