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The Man With The Bag
03:00
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2. |
Angels Everywhere
03:43
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In the middle of the desert
While most folks were asleep
The shepherds were out working
Watching over sheep
Nothing was a-happening
Just like every other night
When suddenly the sky lit up
With a giant blinding light (and a voice said)
Do not be afraid
Do not be afraid
I've come down to tell you
Your souls have all been saved
Do not be afraid
Do not be afraid
For tonight in Bethlehem
Is born a Holy Babe
And there were angels everywhere
There were angels everywhere
There's no more need for sadness
There's no need to be scared
There were angels everywhere
Said the shepherds to the angels
What's with all the fuss
Yeah what's a little baby
Got to do with us
Can't you see we're working
We've got our sheep to watch
You suddenly appearing well
It nearly stopped our hearts (and the choir said)
Do not be afraid
Do not be afraid
Lay down all your burdens
Your souls have all been saved
Do not be afraid
Do not be afraid
Go on down to Bethlehem
And see the Holy Babe
And there were angels everywhere
There were angels everywhere
There's no more need for sadness
There's no need to be scared
There were angels everywhere
And so the shepherds went
To see what's going on
They headed down the road
To the poorest part of town
Down the shady streets
To where the baby lay
Then they dropped down to their knees
Said Hallelujah let us pray
And there were angels everywhere
There were angels everywhere
There's no more need for sadness
There's no need to be scared
There were angels everywhere
Yes there are angels everywhere
There are angels everywhere
There's no more need for sadness
There's no need to be scared
There are angels everywhere
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River
04:44
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5. |
Hard Candy Christmas
04:14
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6. |
Christmas Cookies
03:55
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7. |
Snowed In
04:05
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Baby Baby I know it's freezing cold
They say the wind chill's dropped to ten below
The TV's warning that a winter storm
Is bringing several feet of snow
But maybe we could light a fire
Maybe we could pour some wine
We could get all comfy cozy
And lose track of the time
We could get snowed in
With no reason to go
There ain't no telling when they'll clean up the roads
Yeah we could get snowed in
This winter's eve
But I'll make it so you never want to leave
Baby Baby I know that it's been rough
And you're worried that your best ain't gonna be enough
Well come on by, settle in, it's gonna be all right
Let go of your problems, at least for tonight
Maybe we could light a fire
We could drink some wine
We could put on some music
We could snuggle up tight
We could get snowed in
With no reason to go
There ain't no telling when they'll clean up the roads
Yeah we could get snowed in
This winter's eve
But I'll make it so you never want to leave
Just you and I, hiding from the storm
Keeping warm
Maybe we could light a fire
Maybe we could – ooooooh
Maybe we could get snowed in
With no reason to go
There ain't no telling when they'll clean up the roads
Yeah we could get snowed in
This winter's eve
But I'll make it so you never want to leave
We ain't going to ever want to leave
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9. |
The Mistletoe King
02:55
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He's standing in the corner
Bopping to a Christmas tune
His eyes are subtly scanning
Every woman in the moon
You'll be minding your own business
You'll just be doing your thing
When he sidles up
And says Look up
He calls himself the Mistletoe King
He comes to every party
No matter what the day
No one knows how he got invited
He shows up anyway
It don't matter what you're pitching
He's going to take a swing
Better hide out in the kitchen
Beware of the Mistletoe King
He's looking for some kissing
He says that it's tradition
While staring and stirring his drink
He might be feeling merry but
His little twig and berries
Ain't gonna get him what he thinks
He's looking for some kissing
He says that it's tradition
While staring and stirring his drink
He might be feeling merry but
His little twig and berries
Ain't gonna get him what he thinks
He's standing in the corner
Creeping out everyone
But he's not going to ruin my Christmas
He's not going to ruin my fun
I'll first decline politely
But if he won't take the hint
He's gonna get my knee
And he'll no longer be
Known as the Mistletoe King
Yeah don't be a Mistletoe King
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Jesús Villa Milwaukee, Wisconsin
A singer-songwriter whose songs speak to your heart, then get stuck in your head.
Jesús grew up in
a southeastern Wisconsin home filled with eclectic music. He began playing guitar at age 10, and by high school was playing and writing music professionally.
Jesús is co-founder of the Kangaroo Lake Songwriters Collective. He performs with the Front Porch Rockers, and with The Unrulies.
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