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Musical Minis
First Grade
Silver Bells
Grade 2
Kindergarten
My Favorite Things
Movement
ALL
Presenting:
Hey, Ho, Nobody Home
Silver Bells
Silver Bells
CHORUS:
Silver bells, silver bells
It's Christmas time in the city
Ring-a-ling [echo], Hear them ring [echo]
Soon it will be Christmas day.
City sidewalks, busy sidewalks.
Dressed in holiday style
In the air there's a feeling of Christmas
Children laughing, people passing,
Meeting smile after smile
And on every street corner you'll hear
CHORUS
Grade 2
Presenting:
Pass the Candle (From Left to Right)
My Favorite Things
My Favorite Things
Raindrops on roses and whiskers on kittens,
Bright copper kettles and warm woolen mittens,
Brown paper packages tied up with strings,
These are a few of my favorite things.
Cream colored ponies and crisp apple strudels,
Door bells and sleigh bells and schnitzel with noodles,
Wild geese that fly with the moon on their wings,
These are a few of my favorite things.
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Grade 1
Presenting:
Here We Come A-Caroling
The Little Drummer Boy
Little Baby
I am a poor boy too,
I have no gift to bring
That's fit to give our King
Shall I play for you,
On my drum?
Mary nodded
The ox and lamb kept time
I played my drum for Him
I played my best for Him
Then He smiled at me
Me and my drum.
Presenting:
Deck the Halls
Have a Holly, Jolly Christmas
Presenting:
We Wish You a Merry Christmas
and a Happy New Year!
Chorus
PreK/K
First
Grade
Second
Grade
Covtry
Carol
Hey Ho
Holly
Jolly
Manger
Deck
Halls
Drum
Boy
Here
A-Caroling
Fave
Things
Silver
Bells
Wish
Xmas
X
X
X
X
Coventry Carol
Lully, lullay, Thou little tiny Child,
Bye, bye, lully, lullay.
Lullay, thou little tiny Child,
Bye, bye, lully, lullay.
O sisters too, how may we do,
For to preserve this day
This poor youngling for whom we sing
Bye, bye, lully, lullay.
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 in the hay.
The cattle are lowing, the baby awakes,
But little Lord Jesus no crying he makes.
I love Thee, Lord Jesus, look down from the sky
And stay by my cradle til morning is nigh.