Bing Crosby - Deck the halls
Tekst: John Ceiriog Hughes / Muziek: Traditional
(1949)






Deck the halls with boughs of holly
Fala lala la, lala la la
’Tis the season to be jolly
Fala lala la, lala la la
Don we now our gay apparel
Falala lalala la la la
Troll the ancient Yule-tide carol
Fala lala la, lala la la



See the blazing Yule before us
Fala lala la, lala la la
Strike the harp and join the chorus
Fala lala la, lala la la
Follow me in merry measure
Falala lalala la la la
While I tell of Yule tide treasure
Fala lala la, lala la la



Away in a manger
No crib for His bed
The little Lord Jesus
Laid down His sweet head



The stars in the sky
Looked down where He lay
The little Lord Jesus
Asleep on the hay



The cattle are lowing
The poor Baby wakes
But little Lord Jesus
No crying He makes



I love Thee, Lord Jesus
Look down from the sky
And stay by my craddle
Till morning is nigh



I saw three ships come sailing in
On Christmas Day, on Christmas Day
I saw three ships come sailing in
On Christmas Day in the morning



Pray, wither sailed those ships all three
On Christmas Day, on Christmas Day
Pray, wither sailed those ships all three
On Christmas Day in the morning



Oh, they sailed into Bethlehem
On Christmas Day, on Christmas Day
Oh, they sailed into Bethlehem
On Christmas Day in the morning



And all the bells on earth shall ring
On Christmas Day, on Christmas Day
And all the bells on earth shall ring
On Christmas Day in the morning









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