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23 Feb 11 - 11:50 AM (#3101240) Subject: Lyr Req: Here Comes Old Father Christmas From: Jim Dixon You can hear this song at YouTube. It's the first of 2 songs on that "video." Any help with additions or corrections to my transcription would be appreciated: HERE COMES OLD FATHER CHRISTMAS As sung by Harry Champion 1. Hush, my children. It's Christmas Eve, so finish up all your play. Think of going to bye-bye now. Tomorrow is Christmas Day. Get(?) your nighties and climb the stairs. Kiss your mummy and say your prayers. An angel creeps in unawares To banish your cares away. When you wake up with the morning light, it will fill your heart with glee. Plenty of toys for the girls and the boys on a ragtime Christmas tree. CHORUS: Here comes old Father Christmas. Pop into your cosy bed. All aboard for dreamland! Cover your curly head. Daddy will blow the light out, so hang up your tiny socks, And when you're asleep, down the chimney he'll creep, and you'll all have a Christmas box. 2. Don't dare open your eyes at all. The minute that you're in bed, All you'll see in the dreadful gloom, a golliwog ghost instead. Father Christmas, you may be sure, Loves the kiddies both rich and poor. He brings you bonbons in galore, All yellow and pink and red. Plenty of holly and mistletoe too when he empties out his sack, A horse and a doll for Willie and Paul(?) and a rattle for baby Jack. |
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03 Nov 13 - 05:38 PM (#3572554) Subject: RE: Lyr Req: Here Comes Old Father Christmas (Champion From: chrisgl I reckon you pretty much have it. I'll put my take on the lyric next, but the only differences are in dropping a few haighes as 'Arry 'ad a 'abit of doin' I must say the last chorus's last work doesn't come over as "box" but given the recording methods and possibly allowing for one of those brain hiccoughs where it replaces a word for you... chris :-) |
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03 Nov 13 - 05:40 PM (#3572555) Subject: RE: Lyr Req: Here Comes Old Father Christmas (Champion From: chrisgl Here Comes Old Father Christmas """"""""""""""""""""""""""""""" Harry Champion Hush, my children. It's Christmas Eve, so finish up all your play. Think of going to bye-bye now. Tomorrow is Christmas Day. Get your nighties and climb the stair. Kiss your mummy and say your prayer. An angel creeps in unaware To banish your cares away. When you wake up with the morning light, it will fill your heart with glee. Plenty of toys for the girls and the boys on a ragtime Christmas tree. CHORUS """""" Here comes old Father Christmas. Pop into your cosy bed. All aboard for dreamland! Cover your curly head. Daddy'll blow the light out, so 'ang up your tiny socks, And when you're asleep, down the chimney 'e'll creep, and you'll all have a Christmas box. Don't dare open your eyes at all. The minute that you're in bed, All you'll see in the dreadful gloom, a golliwog ghost instead. Father Christmas, you may be sure, Loves the kiddies both rich and poor. He brings you bonbons in galore, All yellow and pink and red. Plenty of holly and mistletoe too when he empties out his sack, A horse and a doll for Willie and Paul and a rattle for baby Jack. CHORUS x2 "Goodnight Daddy" "Goodnight my Dear" |
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03 Nov 13 - 05:41 PM (#3572557) Subject: RE: Lyr Req: Here Comes Old Father Christmas (Champion From: chrisgl Now. Who's got the dots? |