In the Bleak Midwinter

Poem by Christina Rossetti

Lyrics & music: Public Domain

In the bleak midwinter, Frosty wind made moan

Earth stood hard as iron, Water like a stone

Snow had fallen, Snow on snow, snow on snow

In the bleak midwinter, Long, long ago

What can I give him, Poor as I am

If I were a shepherd, I would bring a lamb

If I were a wise man, I would do my part

Yet what I can I give him, I can give my heart

In the bleak midwinter, Frosty wind made moan

Earth stood hard as iron, Water like a stone

Snow had fallen, Snow on snow, snow on snow

In the bleak midwinter, Long, long ago

CALLING YOU HOME (for the Holidays)

Music and Lyrics by Catherine MacLellan ©2020

Silent night, the stars up high

Shining for you tonight

Miles and miles of open highway

Are calling you tonight

Calling you home for Christmas Day

Calling you home for the holidays

Calling you home, home to stay

Counting days and counting ways

To get you back my dear

If not now then somehow

We’ll get you here next year

Calling you home for Christmas Day

Calling you home for the holidays

Calling you home, home to stay

Be there snow or mistletoe

Or lights on every tree

May you know, may my heart show

How loved you are by me

Calling you home for Christmas Day

Calling you home for the holidays

Calling you home, home to stay

Blue Christmas

Songwriters: Jay W. Johnson / Billy Hayes

I'll have a blue Christmas without you

I'll be so blue just thinking about you

Decorations of red on a green Christmas tree

Won't be the same dear, if you're not here with me

And when those blue snowflakes start falling

That's when those blue memories start calling

You'll be doing all right with your Christmas of white

But I'll have a blue, blue Christmas

And when those blue snowflakes start falling

That's when those blue memories start calling

You'll be doing all right with your Christmas of white

But I’ll have a blue, blue Christmas 

Have Yourself a Merry Little Christmas

Songwriters: Ralph Blane / Hugh Martin

Have yourself a merry little Christmas

Let your heart be light

Next year all our troubles will be out of sight

Have yourself a merry little Christmas

Make the Yuletide gay

Next year all our troubles will be miles away

Once again as in olden days

Happy golden days of yore

Faithful friends who are dear to us

Will be near to us once more

Someday soon we all will be together

If the fates allow

Until then we’ll have to muddle through somehow

So have yourself a merry little Christmas now