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1.
Well, the Virgin Mary had one son Oh-oh, glory hallelujah, oh-oh glory hallelujah Glory be to the new born King Mary whatcha gonna call that pretty little baby, Oh-oh, pretty little baby, oh-oh, pretty little baby Glory be to the new born King Some call him one thing, think I’ll call Him Jesus Oh-oh, think I’ll call Him Jesus, Oh-oh, think I’ll call Him Jesus Glory be to the new born King Joseph whatcha gonna call that pretty little baby, Oh-oh, pretty little baby, oh-oh, pretty little baby Glory be to the new born King Some call him one thing, think I’ll call Him Savior Oh-oh, think I’ll call Him Savior Oh-oh, think I’ll call Him Savior Glory be to the new born King
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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 ago Angels and archangels, may have gathered there Cherubim and seraphim, thronged the air But His mother only, in her maiden bliss Worshiped the beloved, with a kiss 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 give Him, 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 ago
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Ihr Kinderlein, kommet, O kommet doch all Zur Krippe her kommet, In Bethlehems Stall Und seht was in dieser, Hochheiligen Nacht Der Vater im Himmel, Für Freude uns macht O come, little children, oh come, one and all To Bethlehem’s stable, in Bethlehem’s stall And see with rejoicing this glorious sight Our Father in heaven has sent us this night Oh, see in the manger, in hallowed light A star throws its beam on this holiest night In warm swaddling clothes lies the heavenly Child More lovely than angels, this Baby so mild Oh, here lies the Christ Child, on hay and on straw The shepherds are kneeling before Him in awe And Mary and Joseph smile on Him with love While angels are singing sweet songs from above
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Jesus, Jesus, rest your head, you has got a manger bed All the evil folk on earth, sleep in feathers at their birth Jesus, Jesus, rest your head, you has got a manger bed Have you heard about our Jesus Have your heard about his fate How his mammy went to that stable On that Christmas eve so late Winds were blowing, cows were lowing Stars were glowing, glowing, glowing To that manger came then wise men Bringing things from him and yon For the mother and the father And the precious little Son Milkmaids left their fields and flocks And sat beside the ass and ox
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Peacefully my baby sleeps, stars in Heaven begin to peep O’er thy bed of yellow gold, angels high their wings unfold Shuheen shu-huu, lu la loo, birds of eve their vespers sing Shueheen shu-huu lu la loo Through the vales their hymn doth ring Shuheen shu, shuheen shu Now the moon begins to rise, Sailing through the peaceful skies Through the leaves the silver rays Shimmer through the ghostly haze Shuheen shu-huu, lu la loo, Virgin Mary, mother mild Shueheen shu-huu lu la loo Through the night protect my child Shuheen shu, shuheen shu Sunshine gently warms the earth Celebrating the joyous birth Heaven and earth their voices one Praise the Mother and her Son Shuheen shu-huu, lu la loo, tiny baby in the night Shueheen shu-huu lu la loo Wondrous love that brings such light Shuheen shu, shuheen shu Shalheen shu, sha-lhoo loo, Shalheen shu Sthu malyanna Shalheen shu, sha-lhoo loo, Loo la laaal es-Stuhu malyanna Shalheen shu, shalheen shu
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It was early last December, as near as I remember I was walking down the street in tipsy pride No one was I disturbing as I lay down by the curbing And a pig came up and lay down by my side As I lay there in the gutter Thinking thoughts I shall not utter A lady passing by was heard to say You can tell someone who boozes By the company he chooses And the pig got up and slowly walked away
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Don oíche úd I mBeithil, beidh tagairt ag grian go brách Don oíche úd I mBeithil go dtáinig an briathar slán Tá gríosghrua ar spéarthaibh 's an talamh 'na clúdach bán Féach Iosagán sa chléibhín, 's an mhaighdean á dhiúl le grá. Ar leacain lom an tsléibhe go nglacann na haoirí scáth Nuair in oscailt ghil na spéire tá teachtaire Dé ar fail Céad glóire anois don Athair I bhFlaitheasaibh thuas go hard! Is feasta fós ar talamh d'fhearaibh dea-mhéin siocháin! I sing of that night in Bethlehem, a night as bright as dawn I sing of that night in Bethlehem, The night the word was born The skies are glowing softly; the earth in white is dressed See the baby in his cradle drink deep at his mother's breast And there on a lonely hillside, The shepherds bow down in awe When the heavens open brightly, And the message rings out to all: "Glory now to the Father in all the heavens high, And peace to those on earth below," Is what the angels cry.
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* Music: 15th century plainsong; words: 9th century Latin Arranged by Thomas Helmore (1811-1890) Oh come, O come Emmanuel, and ransom captive Israel That mourns in lonely exile here Until the Son of God appear Rejoice, rejoice, Emmanuel, shall come to thee, O Israel * Words and music by John Henry Hopkins Jr. (1820-1891) We three kings of Orient are, bearing gifts we traverse afar Field and fountain, moor and mountain Following yonder star, O, star of wonder, star of night Star with royal beauty bright Westward leading still, proceeding Guide us to Thy perfect light * 17th century English carol The first Nowell, the angels did say Was to certain poor shepherd in fields as they lay In fields where they lay keeping their sheep On a cold winter’s night that was so deep Nowell, Nowell, Nowell, Nowell, Born is the King of Israel * Music by George Frideric Handel (1685-1759) Words by Isaac Watts (1674-1748) Arranged by Lowell Mason (1792-1872) Joy to the world, the Lord is come Let earth receive her King Let every heart prepare Him room And heav’n and nature sing, and heav’n and nature sing And heav’n and heav’n and nature sing
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Before their light the stars grew dim And wondering hunters heard the hymn Jesus, your King, is born, Jesus is born In excelsis Gloria Within a lodge of broken bark The tender Babe was found, A ragged robe of rabbit skin Enwrapped His beauty round The chiefs from far before Him knelt With gifts of fox and beaver pelt O children of the forest free, O you of Manitou The Holy Child of earth and heaven, is born today for you Come kneel before the radiant boy, Who brings you beauty, peace, and joy
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* On December 5 & 20 On December five and twenty, fum, fum, fum Oh a child is born this night, so rosy white, so rosy white Son of Mary, Virgin Holy, In a stable mean and lowly, fum, fum, fum On December five and twenty, fum, fum, fum It’s a most important day, let us be gay, let us be gay We go first to church and then we have The sweetest snacks and candy, fum, fum, fum God will send us days of feasting, fum, fum, fum Both in hot months and in cold, for young and old For young and old, we will tell the Holy story Ever singing of His glory, fum, fum, fum * Patapan Take thy tabor and thy flute, none today must e’er be mute With such jolly shepherd toys, tu-re-lu-re-lu, pata-pata-pan To the sound of this shrill noise, let us raise a noel, boys Long ago our fathers sang such a song on this same day T’was of Bethlehem their lay, tu-re-lu-re-lu, pata-pata-pan Where wise kings and shepherd stray To the stars their music rang As we join our choicest airs, in ahymn that upward fares Earth and heaven seem near our prayers, Tu-re-lu-re-lu, pata-pata-pan, vanish all our daily cares While we dance and sing noel, tu-re-lu-re-lu, pata-pata-pan
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Close your eyes, tender child, lay your head on my breast Close your eyes, tender child, time has come for your rest The nighttime has come, and the darkness is deep Close your eyes, tender child, now it’s your turn to sleep Sleep, tender child, as the wind bids good night Sleep, tender child, as the goose ends her flight Sleep as the red tulips close velvety blooms For the dawn will be coming soon Go to sleep, tender child, as the stars fill the sky Go to sleep, tender child, no more wondering why All the questions you have I will answer and more Go to sleep, tender child, for it’s you I adore Blessed dreams, tender child, while we wait for the dawn Blessed dreams, tender child, for the morning will come The whole world will rejoice in the new dawning day Blessed dreams, tender child, in my arms you will stay
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Shortest day, longest night | Hail farewell Boughs of pine draped in white | Hail farewell Mother Earth now asleep Holds life’s promises so deep Shortest day, longest night | Hail farewell Shortest day, longest night | Hail farewell Gather ‘round the Yule log bright | Hail farewell Warm our hearts from the cold With fond memories of old Shortest day, longest night | Hail farewell Shortest day, longest night | Hail farewell Golden glow of candle light | Hail farewell Share from the wassail bowl Joined in spirit, joined in soul Shortest day, longest night | Hail farewell Shortest day, longest night | Hail farewell Songbird sings in her flight | Hail farewell All on earth and heaven sing For the coming of the spring Shortest day, longest night | Hail farewell
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God rest ye merry, gentlemen, let nothing you dismay Remember, Christ, our Saviour, was born on Christmas day To save us all from Satan’s power, When we were gone astray O tidings of comfort and joy, comfort and joy O tidings of comfort and joy From God our Heavenly Father, a blessed Angel came And unto certain shepherds brought tidings of the same How that in Bethlehem was born the Son of God by Name Now to the Lord sing praises, all you within this place And with true love and brotherhood Each person now embrace This holy tide of Christmas, all other doth deface
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Looley, looley, looley, looley, The falcon hath borne my heart away The heron flew east and the heron flew west She bear her over the fair forest She bear her up and she bear her down She bear her over the heath so brown She bear her over the meadows green All to espy what might be seen There she saw an orchard fair Where growth many an apple and pear And in that orchard standeth a hall Covered all over with purple pall And in that hall there standeth a bower Clad all over with lily flowers And in that bower there standeth a bed With silken sheets and gold so red And in that bed there lieth a knight Whose wounds doth bleed by day and night And ‘neath that bed there runneth a flood Half of water and half of blood And by the bed there standeth a maid She doth weep by night and day With silver needle and silken thread Mending the wounds where they have bled And by the maid there standeth a stone “Corpus Christi” was writ thereon
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My mind is drifting back as the snow begins I close my eyes and see my hometown again The mem’ries from my childhood Christmases so dear All of them so long ago and yet so near, The Christmas tree, Bing Crosby on the stereo Mom is baking cookies, “May I have some dough?” Mailmen bringing packages and cards from friends A letter back to Santa tells how good I’ve been; My mind is drifting back as the snow comes down I close my eyes, and here I am in my hometown, The main street sparkles red & green with Christmas lights Happy voices calling through the cold brisk night The fragile magic of the special ornaments Passed down through generations hung at each Advent Cherub faces in our choir robes, scrubbed and bright Our little voices praising God this Holy night. My mind is drifting back as the snowflakes end I close my eyes an instant and I’m back again, All the little moments that I hold so tight Floating there just out of reach, yet in plain sight The cookies and the milk - Santa must be fed A story and a gentle kiss, I’m off to bed It’s morning now already, did I ever sleep My stocking’s full of wondrous treasures; nuts and sweets My mind is moving forward as the snowfall melts My heart is overflowing with the love I’ve felt With simple pleasures past, our spirits shall renew May Hometown Christmas feelings bring joy to you May Hometown Christmas feelings bring joy to you
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My love and tender one are you My sweet and lovely son are you You are my love and darling you Unworthy I of you Haleluia, haleluia, haleluia haleluia Your mild and gentle eyes proclaim The loving heart with which you came A tiny tender hapless bairn With boundless gifts of grace King of Kings, most holy one God the son, eternal one You are my god and helpless son High ruler of mankind
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Wassail, wassail all over the town Our toast it is white and our ale it is brown Our bowl it is made of the white maple tree With the wassailing bowl, we’ll drink to thee So here is to Cherry and to his right cheek Pray God send our master a good piece of beef And a good piece of beef that may we all see With the wassailing bowl, we’ll drink to thee And here is to Dobbin and to his right eye Pray God send our master a good Christmas pie A good Christmas pie that may we all see With the wassailing bowl, we’ll drink to three And here’s to Broad Mary and to her broad horn May God send our master a good crop of corn And a good crop of corn that may we all see With the wassailing bowl, we’ll drink to thee Come butler, come fill us a bowl of the best Then we hope that your soul in heaven will rest But if you do draw us a bowl of the small Then down shall go butler, bowl and all Then here’s to the maid in the lily white smock Who tripped to the door and slipped back the lock Who tripped to the door and pulled back the pin For to let these jolly wassailers walk in
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Silent Night, holy night, all is calm, all is mild Round yon virgin mother and child Holy infant, so tender and mild Sleep in heavenly peace, sleep in heavenly peace Silent night, holy night, shepherds quake at the sight Glories stream from heaven afar Heavenly hosts sing Allelula Christ, the Saviour is born, Christ, the Saviour is born Silent night, holy night, Son of God, love’s pure light Radiant beams from Thy holy face With the dawn of redeeming grace Jesus, Lord, at Thy birth, Jesus, Lord, at Thy birth

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The word “Yule” is a combination of the Old and Middle English words meaning “the season of Christmas.”. It combines the middle English (1100-1500 AD.) word “yole” and the old English word (before 1100AD.) “geōl.” which is indicative of what you will find here...old and new.

The selections included here reach across the centuries, representing a variety of languages, cultures, and belief systems to celebrate the traditional as well as the contemporary.

Many of the songs recorded on this album have evolved through the time-honored tradition of folk music. Passed down through the generations from musician to musician, the songs tend to morph, and many can be found to have variations in lyrics and melody.

The song selection on this CD truly crisscrosses the ages. Some of the songs are the oldest known Christmas carol of a country. Some are well-known worldwide, and some are representative of a particular region. Some describe winter holiday practices that predate Christianity, and others translate the Nativity into language that is inclusive of their particular culture. And some are new compositions.

With all of these differences, the similarities are just as profound. The music of Christmas and the winter holidays shares a passion, a hope, and a vision that is unmatched in other types of music. This is music that communicates the best of humanity and its connection with a world larger than itself. No other genre shares as much emotion and joy.

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released November 1, 2009

The Wee Brazen Hussies performed from 2004 through 2011. They were Barb Biffle and Deb Davis, and were a popular folk duo from Lincoln, Nebraska, performing sassy renditions of Folk, Celtic, Traditional, and original music. They claimed they were making the word “hussy” respectable one audience at a time.

In addition to working full time, they played about 45 gigs a year, and had a loyal following. Their venues were primarily coffee houses, wineries, retirement homes and private gigs. They had a very loyal following, and were known for their witticisms as well as their harmonies. The audiences came for the sass and stayed for the music. In 2005 they won the KZUM radio Listeners Choice Award for Folk Music.

Deb retired from music at the end of 2011. Barb went on to play in the duo of Whoozon1st Band with her husband, Don Bennett through 2016, and when he retired from playing due to arthritis, she created the solo act of B-Cubed Music and played about 60 gigs a year from 2016 through May of 2023, when she began to cut back due to increasing back issues. She retired completely from playing music in public in September of 2023. She is focusing her energies on her part-time job at the University of Nebraska School of Natural Resources, and also her many other interests, such as writing, and web work.

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Wee Brazen Hussies was the duo of Barb Biffle and Deb Davis. They played in the Lincoln, NE area from 2004 through 2011 and had a large following. They were known for their harmonies, audience rapport, and humor. In 2005 they won the KZUM Listeners Choice award for Folk Music. ... more

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