Chistmas In Dixie

Ein paar Weinachtslieder - diesmal nicht von Elvis - die ich sehr schön finde. Wir in den nächsten ca. 48 sukzessive erweitert. (Falls ich nicht zu viel Weihnachtspunsch trinke.)

<span style='color:red'>Christmas In Dixie</span>

by Alabama


By now in New York City.
There's snow on the ground.
And out in California.
The sunshines' falling down.
<span style='color:orange'>And maybe down in Memphis,
Graceland's all in lights.</span>
And in Atlanta, Georgia,
there's peace on earth tonight.

Chorus1:
Christmas in Dixie.
It's snowing in the pines.
Merry Christmas from Dixie
to everyone tonight.

It's windy in Chicago.
The kids are out of school.
There's magic in Motown.
The city's on the move.
In Jackson, Mississippi
to Charlotte, Caroline.
And all across the Nation,
its a peaceful Christmas time.

Chorus2:
Christmas in Dixie.
Its snowing in the pines.
Merry Christmas from Dixie,
to everyone tonight.
And from Fort Payne, Alabama...
Merry Christmas tonight.

<span style='color:red'>THAT CHRISTMAS FEELING</span>
(Jimmy Peppers - Tommy Cash)
« © '72 House Of Cash »

by Johnny Cash

There's a choir outside of my house singin' Silent Night
For any little thing that's gone wrong Christmas makes it right
The children are singing Christmas carols and everybody's holdin' hands
We've got that Christmasy feeling again
Singin' Joy To The World and Here Comes Santa Claus
Mama's bakin' turkey and daddy's makin' popcorn balls
And sister's hangin' mistletoe there's good will to all men
We've got that Christmasy feeling again

There's happiness in my heart with Christmas on its way
With the family all back together again oh what a happy day
I hope it snows and the north wind blows my boy wants a little toy train
We've got that Christmasy feeling again
Joy To The World...
Joy To The World...
We've got that Christmasy feeling again

<span style='color:red'>Santa Looked A Lot Like Daddy</span>

Written by Buck Owens and Don Rich.

Santa looked like daddy,
Or daddy looked like him.
It's not the way I had him pictured,
Santa was a' much too thin.
He didn't come down the chimney,
So momma must have let him in.
Santa looked a lot like daddy
Or daddy looked a lot like him.
Well, they thought I was fast a' sleepin',
They thought that I was tucked in bed.
They never thought I'd come a' peepin',
Or that I'd hear what was said.
Santa put his arm around momma,
And momma put her arm around him.
So if Santa Claus ain't daddy,
Then I'm a gonna tell on them.

Well, Santa looked like daddy,
Or daddy looked like him.
It's not the way I had him pictured,
Santa was a' much too thin.
And he didn't come down the chimney,
So momma must have let him in.
Santa looked a lot like daddy
Or daddy looked a lot like him.
I never saw Dancer or Prancer,
I never heard the sleigh bells ring.
An' I never saw the Red Nosed reindeer,
Like they show on the TV screen.
But he sure brought a lot of presents,
So Santa Claus, he must have been.
And Santa looked a lot like daddy
Or daddy looked a lot like him.

Well, Santa looked like daddy,
Or daddy looked like him.
It's not the way I had him pictured,
Santa was a' much too thin.
And he didn't come down the chimney,
So momma must have let him in.
Yeah, Santa looked a lot like daddy
Or daddy looked a lot like him.

<span style='color:red'>Es ist ein Ros' entsprungen</span>


Es ist ein Ros' entsprungen
aus einer Wurzel zart,
als uns die Alten sungen:
von Jesse kam die Art
und hat ein Blümlein bracht
mitten im kalten Winter
wohl zu der halben Nacht.
Das Röslein, das ich meine,
davon Jesaias sagt,
Maria ist die reine,
die uns das Blümlein bracht.
Aus Gottes ew'gem Rat
hat sie ein Kind geboren,
welches uns selig macht.

Das Blümlein so kleine,
das duftet uns so süß;
mit seinem hellen Scheine
vertreibt's die Finsternis:
wahr Mensch und wahrer Gott,
hilft uns aus allem Leide,
rettet von Sünd' und Tod.

O Jesu, bis zum Scheiden
aus diesem Jammertal
laß Dein Hilf' uns geleiten
hin in den Freudensaal,
in Deines Vaters Reich,
da wir dich ewig loben.
O Gott, uns das verleih.

<span style='color:purple'>Dieses Weihnachtslied hatte
in der Ursprungsfassung von 1599 einst 23 Strophen.</span>

tu dir keinen zwang an!

tu dir keinen zwang an!

Würde ich ja gern - ich finde sie aber nicht...

<span style='color:red'>The Christmas Song</span>

Chestnuts roasting on an open fire
Jack Frost nipping at yuor nose
Yule-tide carols being sung by a choir
And folks dressed up like Eskimos.

Everybody knows a turkey
and some mistletoe
Help to make the season bright
Tiny tots with their eyes all aglow
Will find it hard to sleep tonight.

They know that Santa's on his way
He's loaded lots of toys
and goodies on his sleigh
And every mother's child is gonna spy
To see if reindeer
really know how to fly.

And so I'm offering this simple phrase
To kids from one to ninety-two
Although it's been said
many times, many ways
Merry Christmas to you.


Meine Lieblingsfassung dieses Songs stammt von Trisha Yearwood.

Meine Lieblingsfassung dieses Songs stammt von Trisha Yearwood.

Und wen interessiert das? Friedvolle Weihnachtsgrüße

Meine Lieblingsfassung dieses Songs stammt von Trisha Yearwood.

John Denver!

Jupp John De´nver did it well!

Mit Schweizern kann man halt vernünftiger reden als mit Österreichern.


Ich suche gerade den Text von "Mrs. Santa Clause". Fängt so an:

Everybody's heard of Mrs. Santa Clause
Everybody knows she's Santa's wife
Every Christmas Eve she sits there all alone ...

Um aber gleich Missverständnisssen vor zu beugen: Es handelt sich hier keineswegs um die Frau von unserem Santa Klaus!