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.e'ex WHITBY FREE PRESS, MONDAY, DECEMBER 23,1985 PAGE 35 .lez «ex'aex .ex - Mrïý /7, N AWAY IN A MANGER Away in a manger, No crib for a 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 cradle. Till morning is nigh. Be near me, Lord Jesus, I ask Thee to stay, Close by me forever, And love me, 1 pray; Bless all the dear children In Thy tender care, And take us to heaven, To live with Thee there. MERRY CHRISTMAS g & BEST WISH ES to all from MARIO'S HAIR SALON Otter Creek Plaza, Whitby 666-2244 Em m M= eg =m 14 weYS k=rý e - e me - e me - e mo - e - e e e - e - e e mo e - e orne - e mc JINGLE BELLS Dashing thro' the snow In a one horse open sleigh, O'er the fields we go Laughing all the way; Bells on bob-tail ring, Making spirits bright, What fun it is to ride and sing A sleighing song tonight! Jingle, bells; Jingle, bells! Jingle all the way! O 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 Fannie Bright Was seated by my side; The horse was lean and lank, Misfortune seem'd his lot He got into a drifted bank, And we, we got up-sot. Now the ground is white, Go it while you're young, Take the girls tonight, And sing the sleighing song' Just get a bob-tailed nag Two forty for his speed, Then hitch him to an open sleigh, And crack! you'll take the lead. e - e - orne me e e - e - e . - e - e - e e e mo - e - e - e mc me DECK THE HALLS WITH BOUGHS OF HOLLY Deck the halls with boughs of Holly, Fa, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la. 'Tis the season to be jolly, Fa, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la. Don we now our gay apparel, Fa, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la. TroU the ancient Yuletide carol, Fa, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la. See the blazing Yule before us, Fa, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la. Strike the harp and join the chorus, Fa, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la. Follow me in merry measure, Fa, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la. While I tell of Yule-tide treasure, Fa, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la. Fast away the old year passes, Fa, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la. Hail the new, ye lads and lasses, Fa, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la. Sing we joyous all together, Fa, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la. Heedless of the wind and weather, Fa, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la.