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Have Yourself A Merry Little Christmas.

Have Yourself A Merry Little Christmas.

Lyrics: Written in 1943 by American musical theater and film composer, arranger, vocal coach, and playwright, the late Hugh Martin (1914–2011), and American composer, lyricist, and performer, the late Ralph Blane (1914–1995), for the 1944 MGM musical “Meet Me in St. Louis”.
Vocals: American composer, lyricist, guitarist and performer Alan Jackson.

Alan Jackson.

Have Yourself A Merry Little Christmas.

Have Yourself A Merry Little Christmas.

Have yourself a merry little Christmas.
Let your heart be light.
From now on, our troubles will be out of sight.
Have yourself a merry little Christmas.

Make the Yuletide gay.
From now on, our troubles will be miles away
.
Here we are as in olden days,
Happy golden days of yore.
Faithful friends who are dear to us,
Gather near to us once more.
Through the years we all will be together,
If the fates allow.
Hang a shining star upon the highest bough,
And have yourself a merry little Christmas now.

END

A Song For A Sunday.

Remember Me.

Lyrics: American songwriter, author and guitarist Mark Elliott and late American country music songwriter Tim Johnson (1960–2012).
Vocals: American country and bluegrass duo, husband-and-wife singer/songwriters Joey and Rory Feek.

Joey & Rory Feek.

This point of the song, sung hereunder, is simple: enjoy the presents, the lights and traditions, but don’t forget what Christmas is about celebrating Jesus Christ, latter born in humility in Bethlehem; laid in a manger; first welcomed by ordinary shepherds and later sought out by the Magi.
“Remember me” is a reminder that the child of Christmas calls us to live with mercy and generosity, especially toward those with the least, not just to have a nicer-looking holiday.

Remember Me.

Remember Me

When you’re opening those presents,
Underneath the Christmas tree,
Remember me,
When you’re setting out those cookies
For Santa Claus to eat,
Remember me.
I was born in a manger,
On a cold December night,
With shepherds and three wise men,
Underneath the stars so bright,
The son of a lowly carpenter,
From down in Galilee,
Remember me.
When you’re hangin’ up those Christmas lights,
For the neighborhood to see,
Remember me.
When you’re gathered ’round the table,
With all your family,
Remember me.
Cause I walked from town to town without,
A place to lay my head,
I even fed 5,000 with just a loaf of bread,
And I helped the lame to walk again,
I made the blind men see,
Remember me.
Remember me.
I was only in my thirties,
When they led me up that hill,
With tears in my eyes I cried,
But did my Father’s will,
And there upon a cross of wood,
I died to set you free,
Remember me.
When you’re opening those presents,
Underneath your Christmas tree,
Remember me.

END.

In Your Arms.

In Your Arms.

Lyrics: Songwriter and composer Franklin Souza Dornelas.
Vocals: Country music singer and musician Jude Dawson.

Singer and Musician Jude Dawson.

In Your Arms.

In Your Arms.

I found you in the quiet of the night.
Your voice was a beacon, a gentle light.
Every glance sets a fire in my soul,
Time stands still when you make me whole.

In your arms I find my home,
Safe and warm, I’m never alone.
If the world turns cold, with you it’s spring,
You’re my love, my everything.

‘Cause only you can make me feel,
That love is endless, strong, and real,
And when I’m lying in your arms,
I am complete, safe from all harm.

In your arms I find my home,
Safe and warm, I’m never alone.
If the world turns cold, with you it’s spring,
You’re my love, my everything.

‘Cause only you can make me feel,
That love is endless, strong, and real,
And when I’m lying in your arms,
I am complete, safe from all harm.

END

Happy Xmas.

Happy Xmas (War Is Over)

Lyrics: John Winston Ono Lennon, English musician and activist, co-lead vocalist and rhythm guitarist with the Beatles and Ms Yoko Ono, Japanese artist, musician and activist.
Vocals: Canadian Singer, actress, entrepreneur and philanthropist Ms Céline Marie Claudette Dion.

Ms Céline Dion.

John Lennon and Yoko Ono’s “Happy Xmas (War Is Over)” is basically a Christmas song written as an anti-war message, and more specifically, a protest against the Vietnam War and the wider “normalisation” of war at that time.

Happy Xmas (War Is Over)

Happy Xmas (War Is Over)

So this is Christmas,
And what have you done?
Another year over,
A new one just begun,
And so this is Christmas,
I hope you have fun,
The near and the dear ones,
The old and the young.
A very Merry Christmas,
And a Happy New Year,
Let’s hope it’s a good one,
Without any fear.
And so this is Christmas (ooh)
For weak and for strong (ooh)
For rich and the poor ones (ooh)
The war is so long (ooh)
And so happy Christmas (war is over)
For black and for white (if you want it)
For yellow and red ones (war is over)
Let’s stop all the fight (now).
A very Merry Christmas,
And a Happy New Year,
Let’s hope it’s a good one,
Without any fear.
And so this is Christmas (ooh),
And what have we done? (ooh),
Another year over (ooh),
A new one just begun (ooh).
And so happy Christmas (war is over),
We hope you have fun (if you want it),
The near and the dear ones (war is over),
The old and the young (now).
A very Merry Christmas,
(And a Happy New Year) Ooh, oh,
(Let’s hope it’s a good one) It’s a good, it’s a good one,
Without any fear.
And so this is Christmas (war is over),
And what have we done? (If you want it),
Another year over (war is over),
A new one just begun (now).

END.

A Song For Christmas 2025.

This Christmas remember those less fortunate than ourselves. If you can, donate something to the people and charities working on the ground to provide aid, food and shelter to victims of war and suffering, worldwide.

Away in Bomb Shelters.

Lyrics & Vocals: UK-born and Edmonton-based folk singer/troubadour Martin Kerr

Martin Kerr.

Away in Bomb Shelters.

Away in Bomb Shelters.

Away in bomb shelters, concrete for a bed,
The little lost children lay down their sweet heads,
The drones in the dark sky look down where they lay,
While they pray to the angels to fly them away.

The mothers are crying, the babies awake,
The building is rocking, the whole city shakes.
Bless all the dear children who are living through hell,
But the Lockheed and Boeing shares are doing so well.

O Father forgive them, for they still don’t know,
This world is a sandbox and time’s wind will blow,
Away all the borders, every kingdom will fall,
And the riches we fight for will be nothing at all.

END.