Joy to the World  2/4

I                                                 V-7th   I

Joy to the world, the Lord     is      come

        IV            V               I

Let earth receive her King.

I

Let every heart, prepare Him room

I

And heaven and nature sing, and

V-7th                                              I

Heaven and nature sing, and heaven

                                       V-7th      I

And heaven and na - ture       sing.

Joy to the earth, the Savior reigns,

Let men their songs employ.

While fields and floods, rocks, hills and plains

Repeat the sounding joy.

Repeat the sounding joy.

Repeat, repeat the sounding joy.

He rules the world with truth and grace.

And makes the nations prove.

The glories of his righteousness.

And wonders of His love,

And wonders of His love, and wonders,

And wonders of His love.

Deck the Halls  4/4

I

Deck the halls with boughs of holly

  V                    I             V-7th    I

Fa  la  la  la,  la  la  la  la        la.

I

‘Tis the season to be jolly

V                    I               V-7th   I 

Fa  la  la  la  la,  la  la  la        la.

V-7th                      I

Don we now our gay apparel

                  VIm         V      II    V

Fa  la  la,  la  la  la,  la    la    la.

I

Troll the ancient Yuletide carol

IV                   I               V-7th   I

Fa  la  la  la  la,  la  la  la        la.

See the blazing yule before us  Fa la la, etc.

Strike the harp and join the chorus Fa la la, etc.

Follow me in merry measure Fa  la  la, etc.

While I tell of Christmas treasure. Fa-la-la, etc.

Fast away the old year passes  Fa  la  la, etc.

Hail the new, ye lads and lasses Fa  la  la, etc.

Sing we joyous altogether Fa  la  la, etc.

Heedless of the wind and weather Fa  la  la, etc.

Auld Lang Syne  4/4

                I                               V-7th

Should auld acquaintance be forgot

          I                              IV

And never brought to mind?

               I            VIm              V

Should auld acquaintance be forgot

          IV          V-7th        I

And days of auld lang syne

        I                V-7th

For auld lang syne, my dear

IV     I      I-7th     IV

For auld lang     syne.

           I                        V

We’ll take a cup ‘o kindness yet

        IV    V-7th      I

For auld lang       syne.

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What Child is This?  6/8

           Am                          G

What child is this who laid to rest

        F                      E7th

On Mary’s lap is sleeping?

          Am                             G

Who angels greet with anthems sweet

             Am               E7th           Am

While shepherds watch are keeping.

C                    G

This, this is Christ the King,

             Am                                   E7th

Whom shepherds guard and angels

           C                          G

sing. Haste, haste to bring him laud,

         Am            E7th     Am

The Babe the son of Mary.

Why lies he in such mean estate,

Where ox and ass are feeding?

Good Christian fear, for sinners here,

The silent word is pleading.

This, this is Christ the King,

Whom shepherds guard and angels sing.

Haste, haste to bring him laud,

The Babe the son of Mary.

So bring him incense, gold, and myrrh

Come peasant kind, to own Him.

The King of kings salvation brings,

Let loving hearts enthrone him.

This, this is Christ the King,

Whom shepherds guard and angels sing.

Haste, haste to bring him laud,

The Babe the son of Mary.

Greensleeves  6/8

    Em                        D

Alas my love you do me wrong

         C                        B7th

To cast me off discourteously

       Em                      D

And I have lov-ed you so long

       C               B7th           Em

Delighting in your company.

G                                 D

Greensleeves was all my joy.

Em                              B7th

Greensleeves was my delight.

G                                D

Greensleeves my heart of gold,

         Em                 B7th             Em

And who but my lady Greensleeves.

I have been ready at your hand

To grant whatever you would crave.

I have both wagered life and land

Your love and good-will for to have.

If you intend thus to disdain

It does the more enrapture me,

And even so I still remain

A lover in captivity.

My men were clothed all in green,

And they did ever wait on thee.

All this was gallant to be seen,

And yet thou wouldst not love me.

Thou couldst desire no earthly thing

But still thou hadst it readily.

Thy music still to play and sing,

And yet thou wouldst not love me.

Well I will pray to god on high,

That thou my constancy mayest see,

And that yet once before I die,

Thou wilt vouschafe to love me.

Ah, Greensleeves, now farewell, adieu,

To God I pray to prosper thee.

For I am still thy lower true,

Come once again and love me.