Tracks:
Mary's Boy-Child
Away in a Manger
O Come All Ye Faithful
Lo, How A Rose Is Growing
The First Noel
Have Yourself A Merry Little Christmas
What Child Is This
It Came Upon A Midnight Clear
Silver Bells
Silent Night
The Christmas Song
Credits:
Alex Beaton – vocals, guitar
Bob Gothar – guitar
Robin Lorentz – fiddle
Erica Duke - cello
John Yoakum – oboe &flute
Eric Rigler – highland bagpipes & Scottish small pipes
Randy Farrar – piano
Colin Camaron - bass
The Brown Sisters – background vocals

Long time ago in Bethlehem, so the Holy Bible say,
Mary's boy child Jesus Christ, was born on Christmas Day.
Chorus
Hark, now hear the angels sing, a new king born today,
And man will live for evermore, because of Christmas Day.
From this sound an angel sings, listen what they say
That man will live for evermore, because of Christmas Day.
While shepherds watch their flocks by night, then see a bright new shining star,
Then hear a choir sing, the music seems to come from afar.
Now Joseph and his wife, Mary, came to Bethlehem that night,
They find no place to born her child, not a single room was in sight.
Chorus
By and by they find a little nook in a stable all forlorn,
And in a manger cold and dark, Mary's little boy was born.
Long time ago in Bethlehem, so the Holy Bible say,
Mary's boy child Jesus Christ, was born on Christmas Day.
Chorus
Trumpets sound and angels sing, listen to what they say,
That man will live forever more, because of Christmas Day.

Away in a manger,
No crib for His 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
The cattle are lowing
The Baby awakes
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.
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 take us to heaven
To live with Thee there

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;
O come, let us adore Him,
O come, let us adore Him,
O come, let us adore Him,
Christ the Lord.
Highest, most Holy
Light of life eternal
Born of a virgin, a mortal becomes
Son of the Father
Now in flesh appearing
O come, let us adore Him,
O come, let us adore Him,
O come, let us adore Him,
Christ the Lord.
Sing choirs of Angels,
Sing in exultation,
Sing all ye citizens of Heaven above.
Glory to God
In the Highest;
O come, let us adore Him,
O come, let us adore Him,
O come, let us adore Him,
Christ the Lord.
Ye, Lord, we greet Thee,
Born this happy morning,
Jesus to Thee be all glory given.
Word of the Father, now in flesh appearing;
O come, let us adore Him,
O come, let us adore Him,
O come, let us adore Him,
Christ the Lord.


Lo, how a rose is growing
A bloom of timeless grace
The prophets have foretold it
Our branch of Jesse’s grace
Would there one perfect flower
Here in the cold of winter
And darkest midnight hour
The rose of which I’m singing
Isaiah had foretold
He came to us through Mary
To shelter him from cold
Through God’s eternal will
This child to us was given
At midnight calm and still
The sheperds heard the story
The angels sang that night
How Christ was born of Mary
He was the Son of Light
To Bethlehem they ran
To find Him in the manger
As Angels herald signs.
Oh Savior child of Mary
Who felt all pure and warm
Oh Savior King of Glory
To triumphed o’er our foe
Bring us at length we pray
To the bright course of Heaven
And into endless day.



Have yourself a merry little Christmas,
On Mary’s lap is sleeping? 
It Came Upon A Midnight Clear
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 ev'ry street corner you'll hear
Chorus
Silver bells, silver bells
It's Christmas time in the city
Ring-a-ling, hear them ring
Soon it will be Christmas day
Strings of street lights
Even stop lights
Blink a bright red and green
As the shoppers rush home with their treasures
Hear the snow crunch
See the kids bunch
This is Santa's big scene
And above all this bustle you'll hear
Chorus
Chorus
Soon it will be Christmas day.




Chestnuts roasting on an open fire
Jack Frost nipping at your nose
Yuletide carols being sung by a choir
And folks dressed up like Eskimos
Everybody knows a turkey and some mistletoe
Help to make the 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 gonna 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.
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!
Merry Christmas!
Merry Christmas…to you!