Sisters and brothers This is Reverend Sergmore Getting ready to beat out this melody on fire My text for this evening When the saints go marching in Here come brother Oh when the saints (when the saints) Go marching in (marching in) Now when the saints go marching in (marching in) Yes I want to be in that number When the saints go marching in (Lord we've got a home) Now when the saints (when the saints) Go marching in (marching in) Oh when the saints go marching in (marching in) Yes I want to be in that number When the saints go marching in

Well a-when the saints go marching in, When the saints go marching in Mm I want to be, I'm gonna be in that number, Ooo when the saints go marching in. Oh when the sun yeah begins to shine. When that old sun begins to shine, I tell you something I'm gonna be I'm gonna be in that number, When the sun begins to shine. Yeah when my lord calls me home again, Ah when my lord calls me home again, I'll tell you I'm gonna be in that number, Oh when my lord calls me home again. Oh when the saints go marching in, When the saints go marching in I tell you something I'm gonna be I'm gonna be in that number, When the saints go marching in. Well when the sun yeah begins to shine. When that sun begins to shine, I tell you something I'm gonna be I'm gonna be in that number, When that old sun begins to shine. Lazy one time. Mm mm, yeh, alright, mm, yeah, Ooo when the saints go marching in. Yeah when the saints go marching in, Yeah when the saints go marching in I tell you something, I'm gonna be I'm gonna be in that number, Yeah when the saints go marching in. Yeah when my lord calls me home again, Ah when my lord calls me home again, I'll tell you I'm gonna be in that number, Oh when the saints go marching in.

We wish you a Merry Christmas We wish you a Merry Christmas We wish you a Merry Christmas and a happy New Year Good tidings we bring to you and your kin We wish you a Merry Christmas and a happy New Year Now bring us some figgy pudding Now bring us some figgy pudding Now bring us some figgy pudding And a cup good juice We won't go until we get some We won't go until we get some We won't go until we get some, so bring it right here So bring us some figgy pudding So bring us some figgy pudding So bring us some figgy pudding And bring it right here Good tidings we bring to you and your kin We wish you a Merry Christmas and a happy New Year We wish you a Merry Christmas We wish you a Merry Christmas We wish you a Merry Christmas and a happy New Year We wish you a Merry Christmas We wish you a Merry Christmas We wish you a Merry Christmas and a happy New Year We wish you a Merry Christmas and a happy New Year And a happy New Year And a happy New Year

Frosty the snowman Was a jolly, happy soul With a corncob pipe and a button nose And two eyes made out of coal "Frosty the snowman Is a fairy tale", they say He was made of snow But the children know How he came to life one day There must have been some magic In that old silk hat they found For when they placed it on his head He began to dance around Frosty the snowman Was alive as he could be And the children say "He could laugh and play" Just the same as you and me Frosty the snowman Knew the sun was hot that day So he said, "Let's run And we'll have some fun Now before I melt away" Down to the village With a broomstick in his hand Running here and there All around the square Saying, "Catch me if you can" He led them down The streets of town Right to the traffic cop And he only paused a moment When he heard them holler, "Stop!" Frosty the snowman Had to hurry on his way But he waved goodbye Saying, "Don't you cry I'll be back again some day" Thumpety thump-thump Thumpety thump-thump Look at Frosty go Thumpety thump-thump Thumpety thump-thump Over the hills of snow

You better watch out You better not cry Better not pout I'm telling you why Santa Claus is coming to town He's making a list And checking it twice He's gonna find out Who's naughty or nice Santa Claus is coming to town He sees you when you're sleeping He knows when you're awake He knows if you've been bad or good So be good for goodness sake! You better watch out You better not cry You better not pout I'm telling you why Santa Claus is coming to town He sees you when you're sleeping He knows when you're awake He knows if you've been bad or good So be good for goodness sake You better watch out You better not cry You better not pout I'm telling you why Santa Claus is coming Santa Claus is coming Santa Claus is coming To town

(I feel like playing!) (Oh-ho, me too!) (Then, let's be silly!) This is the firehouse This is the firehouse Everything's so shiny Let's be silly We're on our way This is the bandstand This is the bandstand Can't you hear the music? Everything's so shiny Let's be silly We're on our way This is the toy store This is the toy store I'm a feelin' playful Can't you hear the music? Everything's so shiny Let's be silly We're on our way This is the bakery This is the bakery What ya got cookin'? I'm a feelin' playful Can't you hear the music? Everything's so shiny Let's be silly We're on our way This is the library This is the library So many stories What ya got cookin'? I'm a feelin' playful Can't you hear the music? Everything's so shiny Let's be silly We're on our way This is the treehouse This is the treehouse Over by the mountain So many stories What ya got cookin'? I'm a feelin' playful Can't you hear the music? Everything's so shiny Let's be silly We're on our way This is the dog house This is the dog house A woofin' and a barkin' Over by the mountain So many stories What ya got cookin'? I'm a feelin' playful Can't you hear the music? Everything's so shiny Let's be silly We're on our way Let's be silly We're on our way (Bye-bye!)

I come from Alabama With my banjo on my knee I'm goin' to Louisiana My true love for to see Oh, Susanna Oh, don't you cry for me I've come from Alabama With my banjo on my knee It rained all night, the day I left The weather it was dry The sun so hot, I froze to death Susanna, don't you cry Oh, Susanna Oh, don't you cry for me I've come from Alabama With my banjo on my knee Oh, Susanna Oh, don't you cry for me 'Cause I've come from Alabama With my banjo on my knee 'Cause I've come from Alabama With my banjo on my knee