Christmastime’s a-comin': Bluegrass, Ska, Cajun

Bill Monroe sings Christmastime’s A-Comin’ (lyrics below), then Bob Marley sings White Christmas, followed by Harry Fonteneau with a Cajun rendition of Silent Night.

by Tex Logan

Oh, Christmastime’s a-comin’
Christmastime’s a-comin’
Christmastime’s a-comin’
And I know I’m goin’ home

Snow flake’s a-fallin’
My old heart’s a-callin’
Tall pine’s a-hummin’
‘Cause Christmastime’s a-comin’

Can’t you hear them bells ringin’, ringin’?
Joy, joy, hear them singin’
When it’s snowin’ I’ll be goin’
Back to my country home

Oh, white candle’s burnin’
My old heart’s a-yearnin’
For the folks at home when
Christmastime’s a-comin’, look out

Can’t you hear them bells ringin’, ringin’?
Joy, joy, hear them singin’
When it’s snowin’ I’ll be goin’
Back to my country home, oh, look out

Oh, holly’s in the window
Home where the wind blows
The cane foam’s a-runnin’
‘Cause Christmastime’s a-comin’

Can’t you hear them bells ringin’, ringin’?
Joy, joy, hear them singin’
When it’s snowin’ I’ll be goin’
Back to my country home, oh, come on, y’all

Oh, Christmastime’s a-comin’
Christmastime’s a-comin’
Christmastime’s a-comin’
And I know I’m goin’ home

Oh, Christmastime’s a-comin’
Christmastime’s a-comin’
Christmastime’s a-comin’
And I know I’m comin’ home

Cassandra Wilson: Winter Solstice Nights

Cassandra Wilson: Winter Solstice Nights

Let me rest my head upon your shoulder
Let me lie my body in your bed
Oh, I’m longing for to see you
On these winter solstice nights
when the stars are shining bright
Won’t you please leave on your lights of gold and red?
Won’t you please leave on your lights of gold and red?

Let me lift the burden from your shoulder
Let me still the whirling winds round your head
Oh I’m longing for to see you
On these winter solstice nights
When the stars are shining bright
Won’t you please leave on your lights of gold and red?
Won’t you please leave on your lights of gold and red?

Michael Kiwanuka: I’m Getting Ready

A soul prayer from Michael Kiwanuka (2012). Thank you, Christoph.

Oh my, I didn’t know what it means to believe
Oh my, I didn’t know what it means to believe

But if I hold on tight, is it true?
Would You take care of all that I do?
Oh Lord, I’m a getting ready to believe.

Oh my, I didn’t know how hard it would be
Oh my, I didn’t know how hard it would be

But if I hold on tight, is it true?
Would You take care of all that I do?
Oh Lord, I’m a getting ready to believe.

Then we’ll be waving hands singing freely
Singing standing tall it’s now coming easy
Oh no more looking down honey, can’t you see?
Oh Lord, I’m a getting ready to believe

Then we’ll be waving hands singing freely
Singing standing tall it’s now coming easy
Oh no more looking down honey
Can’t you see me?

Oh Lord, I’m getting ready
Oh Lord, I’m getting ready
Oh Lord, I’m getting ready to believe

Joy. I’m done

I’m done. The book is done, as far as I am concerned. It’s off to the printers on 18 December. Oh, joy. Now I’m ready for Christmas.

Tracey Thorn: Joy
From: Tinsel and Lights (2012)

When someone very dear
Calls you with the words “Everything’s all clear”
That’s what you want to hear
But you know it might be different in the new year

That’s why,that’s why we hang the lights so high
Joy, joy, joy, joy,
You loved it as a kid,
and now you need it more than you ever did
It’s because of the dark, we see the beauty in the spark

That’s why, that’s why the carols make you cry
Joy, joy, joy, joy Joy, joy,joy
Tinsel on the tree, yes I see
The holly on the door, like before
The candles in the gloom, light the room
The Sally Army band, yes I understand

So light the winds of fire,
and watch as the flames grow higher
We’ll gather up our fears
And face down all the coming years
All that they destroy
And in their face we throw our
Joy, joy, joy, joy

It’s why, we hang the lights so high
And gaze at the glow of silver birches in the snow
Because of the dark, we see the beauty in the spark
We must be alright, if we could make up Christmas night.