Christmas Song’s from the Movies

22 Sleeps till Christmas

Who has seen the fantastic interpretation of Jolly Ole Saint Nick in that streaming channels Christmas movie ‘The Christmas Chronicles’.

Can I get a ‘HOLLA’.

That’s right Kurt Russell is magnificent and sings a brilliant rendition of this classic 1957 hit ‘Santa Claus is Back in Town’. Written by Jerry Leiber and Mike Stoller it was also first recorded that year by the late, great King of Rock N Roll; Mr Elvis Presley.

Santa Claus is Back in Town

Santa(Christmas, Christmas, Christmas…)Elvis

Well, it’s Christmas time pretty baby
And the snow is falling on the ground
Well, it’s Christmas time pretty baby
And the snow is falling down
Well you be a real good little girl
Santa Claus is back in town

Got no sleigh with reindeer
No sack on my back
You’re gonna see me comin’ in a big black Cadillac

Oh, it’s Christmas time pretty baby
And the snow is falling on the ground
Well you be a real good little baby
Santa Claus is back in town

Hang up your pretty stockings
And turn off the light
Santa Claus is comin’ down your chimney tonight

Oh, it’s Christmas time pretty baby
And the snow is falling on the ground
Well you be a real good little baby
Santa Claus is back in town

(Christmas, Christmas, Christmas…)

 

You can listen to the King himself or check out the movie clip here

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Christmas Lights

23 Sleeps till Christmas

 

Tanka with the Mush

Lights

 

Children have such fun

Santa’s float is on the way

Parents stamp the ground

Staying warm is on their minds

Then the Christmas lights switch on

 

Copyright © JRFC From December 2018
Photo by Daniil Silantev on Unsplash

My Special Guest tonight is…

Clement Clarke Moore and A Visit from St. Nicholas.

How can you not love this. I’m sure it warms the cockles of every heart and if it doesn’t then… BAH Humbug on you !!!

Until I did my homework I always thought it was called “The Night Before Christmas” some also call it “T’was the Night Before Christmas” from its first line. Whatever you call it it’s brilliant. Everything a Christmas poem should be and more.

Digging deeper though it seems there’s a little scandal behind it. It was first published anonymously in 1823 and later attributed to Clement Clarke Moore, who claimed authorship in 1837. Some commentators now believe the poem was written by Henry Livingston Junior, (Oww Err Mrs). Well whoever wrote it… Bravo!

Merry Christmas Everyone!

A Visit from St. Nicholas

‘Twas the night before Christmas, when all through the house

Not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse;

 

The stockings were hung by the chimney with care,

In hopes that St. Nicholas soon would be there;

 

The children were nestled all snug in their beds;

While visions of sugar-plums danced in their heads;

 

And mamma in her ‘kerchief’, and I in my cap,

Had just settled our brains for a long winter’s nap,

 

When out on the lawn there arose such a clatter,

I sprang from my bed to see what was the matter.

 

Away to the window I flew like a flash,

Tore open the shutters and threw up the sash.

 

The moon on the breast of the new-fallen snow,

Gave a lustre of midday to objects below,

 

When what to my wondering eyes did appear,

But a miniature sleigh and eight tiny rein-deer,

 

With a little old driver so lively and quick,

I knew in a moment he must be St. Nick.

 

More rapid than eagles his coursers they came,

And he whistled, and shouted, and called them by name:

 

“Now, Dasher! now, Dancer now Prancer and Vixen!

On, Comet! on, Cupid! on, Donner and Blitzen!

 

To the top of the porch! to the top of the wall!

Now dash away! dash away! dash away all!”

 

As leaves that before the wild hurricane fly,

When they meet with an obstacle, mount to the sky;

 

So up to the housetop the coursers they flew

With the sleigh full of toys, and St. Nicholas too —

 

And then, in a twinkling, I heard on the roof

The prancing and pawing of each little hoof.

 

As I drew in my head, and was turning around,

Down the chimney St. Nicholas came with a bound.

 

He was dressed all in fur, from his head to his foot,

And his clothes were all tarnished with ashes and soot;

 

A bundle of toys he had flung on his back,

And he looked like a pedler just opening his pack.

 

His eyes—how they twinkled! his dimples, how merry!

His cheeks were like roses, his nose like a cherry!

 

His droll little mouth was drawn up like a bow,

And the beard on his chin was as white as the snow;

 

The stump of a pipe he held tight in his teeth,

And the smoke, it encircled his head like a wreath;

 

He had a broad face and a little round belly

That shook when he laughed, like a bowl full of jelly.

 

He was chubby and plump, a right jolly old elf,

And I laughed when I saw him, in spite of myself;

 

A wink of his eye and a twist of his head

Soon gave me to know I had nothing to dread;

 

He spoke not a word, but went straight to his work,

And filled all the stockings; then turned with a jerk,

 

And laying his finger aside of his nose,

And giving a nod, up the chimney he rose;

 

He sprang to his sleigh, to his team gave a whistle,

And away they all flew like the down of a thistle.

 

But I heard him exclaim, ere he drove out of sight—

“Happy Christmas to all, and to all a good night!”

 

Image from Pixabay, Modified by JRFC

One Long Night

Haiku (multi-verse) from the Hill 

Santa

 

Boughs of Holly Green

Christmas Snow and Mistletoe

T’is a jolly time

 

Waiting patiently

Evergreen’s dressed to impress

While children sleep tight

 

Elves to the ready

Now boarding, sack to the Sleigh

Santa’s Centre Stage

 

In just one long night

With list in hand and without fail

Brings a morning smile

 

Copyright © JRFC December 2018
Image from Pixabay

My Special Guest tonight is…

Greg Lake and “I Believe in Father Christmas”

I love this song, next to Queen’s ‘Thank God Its Christmas’ this is one of my favourites. Sung by English musician Greg Lake of the group, Emerson Lake and Palmer and lyrics by Peter Sinfield it made number two in the UK Singles Charts in 1975. Held off the number one spot by no other than Queen and Bohemian Rhapsody.

Although it’s played most in the festive season it was not Lake’s intention to be considered a joly tune. He said that he wrote the song in protest at the commercialisation of Christmas. Sinfield, however, said that the words are about a loss of innocence and childhood belief.

All I know is it continues to put a smile on my face every Christmas. Have a listen here.

I Believe in Father Christmas

They said there’ll be snow at Christmas
They said there’ll be peace on earth
But instead it just kept on raining
A veil of tears for the virgin’s birth
I remember one Christmas morning
A winters light and a distant choir
And the peal of a bell and that Christmas tree smell
And their eyes full of tinsel and fire

They sold me a dream of Christmas
They sold me a silent night
And they told me a fairy story
’till I believed in the Israelite
And I believed in father Christmas
And I looked at the sky with excited eyes
’till I woke with a yawn in the first light of dawn
And I saw him and through his disguise

I wish you a hopeful Christmas
I wish you a brave new year
All anguish pain and sadness
Leave your heart and let your road be clear
They said there’ll be snow at Christmas
They said there’ll be peace on earth
Hallelujah noel be it heaven or hell
The Christmas you get you deserve