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Spoken: And I want y'all to remember that Christmas is Jesus' birthday
Now I want y'all to remember this song too, and don't never forget it
Jesus' birthday, the month that Jesus was born in
You bigger girls should remember to sing it
Just hand it, sing it to the little ones, ya hear?
What month was Jesus born in?
Last month in the year
What month was Jesus born in?
Last month in the year
Ooh Lord you got January, February, March, oh Lord
You got April, May and June, Lord
Got the July, August, September, October and the November
You got twenty-fifth day of December, it's the last month in the year
I'm talking 'bout Mary's baby
Last month in the year
I'm talking 'bout Mary's baby
Last month in the year
Ooh Lord you got January, February, March, oh Lord
You got April, May and June, Lord
Got the July, August, September, October and November
You got twenty-fifth day of December, it's the last month in the year
He was borned in a oxen manger
Last month in the year
He was borned in a oxen manger
Last month in the year
Ooh Lord you got January, February, March, oh Lord
You got April, May and June, Lord
Got July, August, September, October and-a November
You got twenty-fifth day of December, it's the last month in the year
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Early on one Christmas morn, Jesus Christ the Son was born
Singing carols, Christmas songs, early on one Christmas morn
Early on one Christmas morn, Jesus Christ the Son was born
Singing carols, Christmas songs, Jesus Christ the Son was born
Three Wise men saw the star at night, star that lit up the heavens so bright
Star it led where Christ was born, Early on one Christmas morn
In that city of Bethlehem, Wise men brought Him jewels and gems
Born in a manger humble and low, that is a-why we love Him so
Mary was His mother calm, who held Him gently in her arms
All hail and praise to Him, peace on Earth, a-good will to men
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Christmas is a-coming and it's a-jumping
Christmas is a-coming and it's a-jumping
Christmas is a-coming and it's a-jumping
Boy it won't be long
Chicken crows at midnight on a Christmas Day
Rooster crows at midnight on a Christmas Day
Children get so happy on a Christmas Day
Children get so happy on a Christmas Day
Santa Claus coming and he's a coming
Santa Claus coming and he's a coming
Santa Claus coming and he's a coming
Boy an' it won't be long
Santa Claus comes on Christmas on a Christmas Day
Santa Claus comes on Christmas on a Christmas Day
Children run and tell their pappy on a Christmas Day
Children run and tell their pappy on a Christmas Day
Little children get so happy on a Christmas Day
Little children get so happy on a Christmas Day
Don't forget it
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Chorus:
Mommy, will you sing "Let's Give Him a Cantaway" on Christmas Day?
Poppy, will you do "Let's Give Him a Cantaway" on Christmas Day?
Mommy, will you sing "Let's Give Him a Cantaway" on Christmas Day?
Christmas is a happy day
Darling, here what you'll have to say
"I am looking for me deary dear
As to get me Christmas cheer"
When I meet him, what he'll say?
That he never work neither night nor day
So then I'll give him a cantaway
On Christmas Day
This is he walk 'bout round the town
With a tear-up suit and a watchikong
Entering the young girl's place
The nigger man never rouge his face
He have a way that he wink his eyes
Make him resemble a crocodile
So I'll give him a cantaway
On Christmas Day
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Vilar:
En un pesebre nacio
a eso de la medianoche
un niño que sin reproche
clamaron hijo de Dios
Una estrella iluminó
el sitio donde María
tenía en brazos al Mesías
que acaba de nacer
al que empezaban a ver
al amanecer del día
Davilita:
Los tres magos soberanos
de los reinos del Oriente
vinieron muy diligentes
a ofrendar su Dios cristiano
y todo el mundo pagano
Recuerda las profecías
Pues sabian que nacería
pronto el hijo de Israel
y que lo iban a ver
Al amanecer del día
Vilar:
Todas las aves cantaban
olian todas las flores
bonita luz y colores
las astros del cielo daban
Los buenos sabios oraban
Los réprobos se escondian
En las pajas ya había
Nacido el niño sonriente
Se postró un mundo creyente
Al amanecer del día
Davilita:
Y a través de las edades
recordando al soberan o
el universo cristiano
celebra las navidades
dice así, felicidades
El humano se extasía
y aún pedimos al Mesías
hijo de María y José
que algo de su gracia nos dé
al amenecer del día
ENGLISH TRANSLATION
Vilar:
He was born in a manger
About midnight
An innocent child
Proclaimed the Son of God
A star shone upon
The place where Mary
Held our Saviour in her arms
Who had just been born
They beheld him
At daybreak
Davilita:
The three wise men
From the Orient
Promptly came
To offer gifts to the Son of God
And all the pagan world
They remembered the prophecies
That foretold the birth
Of the Son of Israel
And they came to see Him
At daybreak
Vilar:
All the birds were singing
All the flowers were perfumed
Stars in the sky were shedding
Beautiful light and colors
The wise men were praying
The scoundrels were hiding
Already, in the straw
The smiling child had been born
Everyone fell to their knees
At daybreak
Davilita:
Throughout the ages
In memory of our Sovereign
The Christian universe
Celebrates His birth
With good wishes
Humanity is ecstatic
And we still pray for the Messiah
Son of Mary and Joseph
To shed His grace upon us
At daybreak
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Tu scendi dalle stelle o Re del cielo,
E vieni in una grotta al freddo e al gelo,
E vieni in una grotta al freddo e al gelo.
O bambino mio divino io ti vedo qui tremar.
O Dio beato,
Ahi, quanto ti costò l'avermi amato!
Ah, quanto ti costò l'avermi amato!
E Tu che sei del mondo il Creatore,
Mancaron panni e fuoco o mio Signore
Mancaron panni e fuoco o mio Signore
Caro eletto pargoletto quanto questa povertà
Più m'innamora,
Giacché ti fece amor pover ancora,
Giacché ti fece amor pover ancora.
ENGLISH TRANSLATION
O King of Heaven! from starry throne descending,
Thou takest refuge in that wretched cave:
O God of bliss! I see Thee cold and trembling.
What pain it cost Thee fallen man to save!
Thou, of a thousand worlds the great Creator,
Dost now the pain of cold and want endure;
Thy poverty but makes Thee more endearing,
For well I know 'tis love has made Thee poor.
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Buell Kazee - Lady Gay
03:03
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There was a lady and a lady gay
Of children she had three
She sent them away to the north country
For to learn their grammar-y
They had not been there very long
Scarcely six months and a day
'Till death, cold death, came hasting along
And stole those babes away
It was just about Old Christmas time
The nights being cold and clear
She looked and she saw her three little babes
Come running home to her
She set a table both long and wide
And on it she put bread and wine
"Come eat, come drink, my three little babes
Come eat, come drink of mine!"
"We want none of your bread, Mother
Neither do we want your wine
For yonder stands our Savior dear
And to Him we must resign
"Green grass grows over our heads, Mother
Cold clay is under our feet
And every tear you shed for us
It wets our winding sheet"
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While shepherds watched their flocks by night
All seated on the ground
The angel of the Lord came down
And glory shone around
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Children go and I will send thee
Where shall I send thee?
Lord, I shall send thee twelve by twelve
Well, twelve was the twelve disciples
And eleven was the eleven riders
And ten was the Ten Commandments
And nine was the nine that dressed so fine
And eight was the eight that stood at the gate
And seven was the seven that came down from heaven
And six was the six that couldn't get fixed
And five was the Gospel writers
And four was the four come a-knockin' at the door
And three was the Hebrew children
And two was the Paul and Silas
And one was the Holy Baby
Was born (by) to the Virgin Mary
Was wrapped in the hollow of a clawhorn
Was laid in the hollow manger
Was born, born, Lordy, born in Bethlehem
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Children, my subject this morning: and He was born in a manger
When I'm thinking about Christmas Day
And think about the day [accept that] Christ was born
Because He was born in a manger.
Sing, I want you to open your mouth and sing one verse
If Christ, in the morning, born in, oh yes, I believe
Well, well I, I said He's born in a manger, He's born low.
A whole lot of people out there boast about where they's born.
Doesn't matter where you was born, but just who was born there
When you think about George Washington, the president of the United States
When you begin to think about Abraham Lincoln
The one who we once spoke of as freeing three, four million and a half Negro men.
Ah, it not a matter of where they's born
But it was a matter of when they's born and who was born.
So Jesus was born in a manger
And He had a poor father and that poor mother
And when I say father, I have reference to Joseph in this world
We know that God was the Father
We know that Mary was His earthly mother
We realize that He came through fourteen generations
And born by the Virgin Mary
Wrapped in swaddling clothes
But he was born in a manger
Born so low, every child of God can get on board
Doesn't matter where you borned at
May be born in the alley but you ought to be borned again
Ah, glory to God and the empire [evermore]
You talk about the time He born
The angelic host came from Zion and wrapped the wings in…
And I heard 'em singing
They sung in mid-air
They kept on singing until the shepherd boys heard
They kept on singing till the wise mens got on that beast
They kept on singing till old Herod got trouble in mind
They kept on singing the month that your Savior was born in
Born in a manger, wrapped in swaddling cloth
And then when I say He's born in a manger then jumped from the
manger to the King of Emmanuel
And come to be King of Kings and Lord of all.
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Some people use the wrong way, the wrong way, the wrong way
Some people use the wrong way to celebrate Christmas Day
On the twenty-fifth of December 1928 (it's a national issue...) of heaven to the world that it's Jesus' birthday
Some people who work every day and draws good money every pay and here is what the same people said I wanna spend my money and have my way
While the church is praying on Christmas Day other people are roaming the streets and drinking their soul away
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Boys, here come that killer, you oughta know just how I feel
Santa Claus, won't you please hear my lonesome plea
Santa Claus, Santa Claus, won't you please hear my lonesome plea
I don't want nothin' for Christmas but my baby back to me
You know I loved you baby, that is why we could not get along
You know I loved you baby, that is why we could not get along
But someday you gon' be sorry that you ever done me wrong
Oh Lord it's near Christmas time and I want to see Santa Claus
Oh Lord it's near Christmas time and I want to see Santa Claus
If you don't bring my baby, swear I'll break all the laws
Santa Claus, Santa Claus, Santa Claus, Santa Claus, Santa Claus, Santa Claus,
I'm down on my bended knee
I don't want nothin' for Christmas but my baby back to me
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Aw, love makes me treat you the way I do
Say, ain't I good to you?
You know there's nothing too good for a girl that's true
Oh baby, you know I'm good to you!
Fur coat for Christmas an' a diamond ring
Big padded coat, most everything
And it's love makes me treat you the way I do
Oh baby ain't I good to you!
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Hey Bessie, Christmas here!
It's here, hurray for Christmas!
Christmas comes but once a year, and to me it brings good cheer,
And to everyone who likes wine and beer
Happy New Year is after that, happy I'll be, that is a fact
That is why I like to hear
Folks that say that Christmas is here
Christmas bells will ring real soon, even in the afternoon
There'll be no chimes shall ring at the Christmas Ball
Everyone must watch their step, or they will lose their rep
Everybody full of pep at the Christmas Ball
Grab your partner one an' all, keep on dancin' 'round the hall
And there's no one to fall, don't you dare to stall
If your partner don't act fair, don't worry, there's some more over there
Takin' a chance everywhere at the Christmas Ball
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Now look here, Sue, you sure is tight
Just found that out?
You ain' never treat sweet Papa Butter right
Still you run around here asking for this and that
Why shouldn't I?
Tell me what in the devil is you drivin' at?
My cheapskatin' Papa, you got your gall
Is that so?
Why you never bring nothin' when you call?
Still you get hot because I don't pet
Yeah!
Stop your complainin', Butter, why you's all wet
Look here!
What is it?
Papa ain' no Santa Claus
And your mama sure ain' no Christmas tree
Look here Mama what's mine sure ain't yours
And what is mine belong to me
Oh, I see!
Something for nothing seem to be your plan
Yes Sir!
You need to get you a monkey 'cause you don't need no man
Well now days, Butter, when you want something that's nice
Yes?
Why, you can't get it if you haven't got the price
Now each night you keep me outta doors
Well, you sure ain' gonna get my key
Why? Why?
Well now pay me for my goods and you can get your fill
Now let me know what I'm buying and I certainly will
Why?
Because Papa ain' no Santa Claus
And your mama sure ain' no Christmas tree
Look here! What is it?
I said Papa ain' no Santa Claus
And your mama sure ain' no Christmas tree, no sir
Now, Sue, you know I don't pay no money down
Well I do business strictly COD
Oh, now from now on Mama I done put this down under my foot
That so?
You do a lot of talking but you never put
Why you just got to get along the best you can
Why?
Because I'm one gal who never talks installment plan
Now there's a lot of chops in other stores
But where can you get good chops free?
Anywhere, anywhere
Well now in my market I don't put no samples out
Look here, you know it ain' New Years and let me know what it's all about
'Cause Papa ain't no Santa Claus
And your mama sure ain't no Christmas tree
Play it boy, play it, play it, stay right with it!
Let's get low, let's get low!
Come here, come here, Sue!
All last summer you was runnin' with Brother Bill
Now this morning you come up asking for a Christmas gift
Papa ain' no Santa Claus
And your mama sure ain't no Christmas tree, no sir!
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I woke up Christmas morning, went out to get my morning's mail
I woke up Christmas morning, went out to get my morning's mail
A letter sent from Georgia, the postmark said Atlanta Jail
In a mean old jailhouse 'cause he broke them Georgia laws
In a mean old jailhouse 'cause he broke them Georgia laws
New Year he won't be here, 'cause death will be his Santa Claus
My man's so deep in trouble the white folks couldn't get him free
My man's so deep in trouble the white folks couldn't get him free
He stole a hog (horse?) the charge was murder in the first degree
Christmas bells are ringing, sounded like my funeral song
Christmas bells are ringing, sounds jus' like my funeral song
My poor man done left here, I know I ain't gonna be here long
Ain't never had a Christmas with trouble like this before
Ain't never had a Christmas with trouble like this before
Sleigh bells are my death bells, hard luck's knocking at my door
Next Christmas I won't be here to hear no bunch of bad, bad news
Next Christmas I won't be here to get no bunch of bad, bad news
Just mark on my tombstone, "Died with the Christmas Morning Blues"
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The blues come fallin', they fall like drops of rain
The blues come fallin', they fall like drops of rain
I've got to spend my Christmas locked up in jail again
In jail on Christmas day again, ain't that a pain!
Oh baby, baby, baby, ain't that a pain!
Oh Santa, Santa, Santa, come here to me in jail
Oh Santa, Santa, Santa, come here to me in jail
Bring me a Christmas present, someone to go my bail
Jail on Christmas day, again ain't that a pain!
Oh baby, baby, baby, ain't that a pain!
This food here, Santa, it ain't fit to eat
This food here. Santa, it ain't fit to eat
Won't you come and bring me a plate of turkey meat?
In jail on Christmas day again, ain't that a pain!
Oh baby, baby, baby, ain't that a pain!
The jailhouse blues have got me, they've got the best of me
The jailhouse blues have got me, they've got the best of me
My baby doesn't love me, I got no Christmas tree
In jail on Christmas day again, ain't that a pain!
Oh baby, baby, baby, ain't that a pain!
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On Christmas mornin' the overnight rum had me yawnin'
On Christmas mornin' the overnight rum had me yawnin'
I met a bamboo band on the street
'Cause the rhythm was hot and sweet, they were shoutin':
John John Cobo, take a stick and you knock down your brother
Take a stick and you knock down your brother
And you take a stick and you knock down your father
John John Cobo, take a stick and you knock down your brother
I can remember that twenty-fifth of December
On the old man's birthday, everyone were merry upon gay
Women with their dresses so tight, shaking and hitting out black is white
Fellows dressed in short pants while the women showed the bamboo dance
I admired Gwendolyn, how she was waggin' she dustbin
I had to bawl, "Gwen, you're edging me teeth
Rollin' that t'ing all over the street!"
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Christmas time will soon be over
Christmas time will soon be over
Christmas time will soon be over
Then we'll join the band
Come on gals, let's go up river
Come on gals, let's go up river
Come on gals, let's go up river
Then we'll join the band
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Good mornin', people, I wish you a Happy New Year
Good mornin', people, I wish you a Happy New Year
I'm so glad, people, so glad that I'm here.
The New Year has come, I'm still feelin' the same ol' way
The New Year has come, I'm still feelin' the same ol' way
I'm changin' my way of livin', that's all I have to say
Play it for me till I get young again!
This is New Year, people, the year 1936
This is New Year, people, the year 1936
I'll tell all you people I must get my business fixed
So today I'm going to tell you just what I'm going to do
So today I'm going to tell you just what I'm going to do
Becuase this is one New Year, baby, I ain't gon' be worried with you
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This is Happy New Year ain' gon' worry me to death
This is Happy New Year ain' gon' worry me to death
Don't think about Christmas 'cause Christmas just now left
Whoo, ain't it grand? Ain't it a merry day?
Oh, ain't it grand, we the peoples, ain't it a merry day?
Think about Christmas gone and New Year's on its way
Yes, get it boy. Don't stop for nothing now!
Wear it out, tear it up, it don't make no difference!
I got a number, man, I got it for myself
I got a number an' I got it for myself
New Year done come and Christmas just now left
Just gotta play it a while right here, boy
Don't forget it now, hear me good!
Whoo, New Year, that's the time I wanna see
Whoo, New Year, time I wanna see
I ain't got nobody, New Year to have with me
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Dashing through the snow in a one horse open sleigh
O'er the fields we go, laughing all the way
Bells on bob tails ring, making spirits bright
What fun it is to ride and sing this joyous song tonight
Jingle bells, jingle bells, jingle all the way
Oh, what fun it is to ride in a one horse open sleigh, hey!
Jingle bells, jingle bells, jingle all the way
Oh, what fun it is to ride in a one horse open sleigh
A day or two ago I thought I'd take a ride
And soon Miss Fanny Bright was seated by my side
The horse was lean and lank, misfortune seemed his lot
We got into a drifted bank and we, we got upsot
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