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Day-O (Daylight come and the Sun is
reborn)
To the tune of "Day-O" by Harry
Belafonte; words by Tina Galfo
Day-o, Day-o, Daylight come and the Sun is reborn.
Day, misa day, misa day, misa day-o. Daylight come and the Sun is reborn.
Tonight we dance till the morning come. Daylight come and the Sun is
reborn.
Tomorrow we greet the newborn Sun. Daylight come and the Sun is reborn.
Now is the darkest season of the year but, Daylight come and the Sun
is reborn.
Now is the darkest season of the year but, Daylight come and the Sun
is reborn.
The darkness flies before his face. Daylight come and the Sun is reborn.
Light is returning to this place. Daylight come and the Sun is reborn.
Day, misa day-o, Daylight come and the Sun is reborn.
Day, misa day-o, Daylight come and the Sun is reborn.
The Lady has given birth to her son. Daylight come and the Sun is reborn.
When he grow up they gonna have some fun. Daylight come and the Sun
is reborn.
The season wheel it will forever turn. Daylight come and the Sun is
reborn.
Is the fire within, it will ever burn. Daylight come and the Sun is
reborn.
Now is the darkest season of the year but, Daylight come and the Sun
is reborn.
Now is the darkest season of the year but, Daylight come and the Sun
is reborn.
Day, misa day-o, Daylight come and the Sun is reborn.
Day, misa day-o, Daylight come and the Sun is reborn.
Now is the darkest season of the year but, Daylight come and the Sun
is reborn.
Now is the darkest season of the year but, Daylight come and the Sun
is reborn.
Day, misa day-o, Daylight come and the Sun is reborn.
Day, misa day-o, Daylight come and the Sun is reborn.
The winter's worst still lies ahead
Fierce Tempest Snow and Rain
Beneath the blanket on the ground
The Spark of life remains
The Sun's warm rays caress the seeds
To raise Life's song again
Oh tidings of comfort and Joy
Comfort and Joy
Oh tidings of comfort and Joy
Within the blessed apple lies
The promise of the Queen
For from this pentacle shall rise
The orchards fresh and green
The Earth shall blossom once again
The air be sweet and clean
Oh tidings of comfort and Joy
Comfort and Joy
Oh tidings of comfort and Joy
Oh Come All ye faithful
Gather round the Yule fire
Oh come ye Oh come ye
To call the Sun!
Fires within us
Call the fire above us
Oh come let us invoke him!
Oh come let us invoke him!
Oh come let us invoke him!
Our Lord, the Sun!
Yea Lord, we greet thee
Born again at Yuletide!
Yule fires and candle flames
Are lighted for you!
Come to thy children
Calling for thy blessing!
Oh come let us invoke him!
Oh come let us invoke him!
Oh come let us invoke him!
Our Lord, the Sun!
Just hear those sleigh bells jingle-ing
Ring ting tingle-ing too
Come on, it's lovely weather
For a sleigh ride together with you
Outside the snow is falling
And friends are calling "You Hoo"
Come on, it's lovely weather
For a sleigh ride together with you
Giddy-yap giddy-yap giddy-yap let's go
Let's look at the snow
We're riding in a wonderland of snow
Giddy-yap giddy-yap giddy-yap it's grand
Just holding your hand
We're gliding along with the song
Of a wintry fairy land
Our cheeks are nice and rosy
And comfy cozy are we
We're snuggled up together like two
Birds of a feather would be
Let's take the road before us
And sing a chorus or two
Come on, it's lovely weather
For a sleigh ride together with you
There's a birthday party at the home of Farmer Gray
It'll be the perfect ending of a perfect day
We'll be singing the songs we love to sing without a single stop
At the fireplace while we watch the chestnuts pop
Pop! Pop! Pop!
There's a happy feeling nothing in the world can buy
When they pass around the coffee and the pumpkin pie
It'll nearly be like a picture print by Currier and Ives
These wonderful things are the things
We remember all through our lives
Just hear those sleigh bells jingle-ing
Ring ting tingle-ing too
Come on, it's lovely weather
For a sleigh ride together with you
Jingle bell, jingle bell, jingle bell rock
Jingle bells chime in jingle bell time
Dancing and prancing in Jingle Bell Square
In the frosty air
What a bright time
it's the right time
To rock the night away
Jingle bell time is a swell time
To go gliding in a one-horse sleigh
Giddy-up jingle horse
pick up your feet
Jingle around the clock
Mix and a-mingle in the jingling feet
That's the jingle bell
That's the jingle bell
That's the jingle bell rock
Midwinter moon is shining bright
The yuletide log is burning
Good people gather 'round tonight
the Sabbat wheel is turning
Joy, Mirth, the Sun's rebirth
Noels of old we greet thee
Gladdening is the song we sing
of praises to the Lady
So drink thee wassail everyone
Good pagans all make merry
With wine as red as the reborn sun
As red as Holly berry
Dancing, come join the ring
As her yuletide's boughs she weaves
Fair Queen, the evergreen,
Sweet lovely Lady Greensleeves
(alternate verses)
T'was at the feast of bright Beltane
when we all were a-maying
Sweet minstrel, pleated her gown of grains
Spring round the lady was playing
And though now robed in snow
Her wintery garb deceives
bedecked with holly and mistletoe
She is still our Lady Greensleeves
Have yourself a merry little Yuletide
Let your heart be light
From now on our troubles will be out of sight
Have yourself a merry little Yuletide
Make the sabbat gay
From now on our troubles will be far away
Chorus:
Here we are as in olden days
Happy golden days of yore
Faithful friends who are dear to us
Gather near to us once more
Through the years we all will be together
If the Fates allow
Hang a shining star upon the highest bough
And have yourself a merry little Yuletide now
O holy night, so peaceful, dark and quiet
We're stuffed and tipsy, each Priestess and Priest
Witches are holy, but find it hard to diet
We may not orgy, but boy can we feast!
With stew and wassail, apples, nuts and pumpkin
We celebrate the deepest truths of life
Please, pass the salt, oh taste that turkey dressing!
Oh, what will we weigh after seconds on the corn
Oh, what a way to pray! On this night when the Sun is reborn.
O Christmas tree, O Christmas tree
Made of aluminum
O Christmas tree, O Christmas tree
You can get them, anyone.
Some are big,and some are small--
You can get any size at all.
O Christmas tree, O Christmas tree
Made of aluminum
O Christmas tree, O Christmas tree
I sell them for ten dollars.
O Christmas tree, O Christmas tree
They come in many colors
Some are red, and some are blue--
They even come in plastic too!
O Christmas tree, O Christmas tree
I sell them for ten dollars.
O Christmas tree, O Christmas tree
You should buy one now from me.
O Christmas tree, O Christmas tree
Satisfaction guaranteed.
From now until the twenty-third--
The lowest price you ever heard.
O Christmas tree, O Christmas tree
Buy one now and get one free!
Goddesses of the Solstice are we
Bringers of the star and the Tree
Maiden, Mother, Crone uncover
Winter's deep mystery
Chorus:
Oh, time of wisdon, time of light
Time of Winter's darkest night
Goddess hold me, Love enfold me
Open me to Your light
Maiden of the darkness, I sing
Underworlds of wisdom, I bring
Seeking, learning, Kore returning
Bearing the light of Spring
Chorus
Demeter, the slumbering Earth
Dreaming of the Daughter's rebirth
Candles lighted, world united
Knowing our own true worth
Chorus
Crone of deepest wisdom, I dwell
Deep in Time's mysterious well
Dreaming, daring, teaching, sharing
Hecate's secret spell
Chorus
The holly and the ivy,
In the forest side by side,
As the Lady and the Horned One
Together shall abide.
Chorus:
The leaping of the cauldron
And the dancing by its light.
The singing of the Solstice carols
To celebrate this night.
Our Lady is the Goddess
Who brings us joy on earth.
Let us dance around her circle,
The circle of rebirth.
Chorus
The moon is riding high,
Tis the winter of the year.
But beside the blazing fire
Is warm comfort and good cheer.
Chorus
Tonight is cold and dark
But tomorrow we shall see,
The coming of the Sun-King
In light and majesty.
Chorus
On the first day of Yuletide,
Steve Stone showed to me
A Gaia's Garden tree
On the second day of Yuletide, Steve Stone showed to me
Two shiny pendants
And a Gaia's Garden tree
Remaining items:
Three Swishing Capes
Four silver cups
Five golden torcs
Six wands-a-waving
Seven drummers drumming
Eight Bards-a-telling
Nine Priests-a-blessing
Ten Priestess' casting
Eleven Psychics seeing
Twelve Shamans trancing
Thirteen Witches healing
O Little town of RTP, how still we hear thee snore
The snow-deck'd streets that reindeer feets will soon be prancing o'er
Thy winsome children won'dring if old Santa Clause will show
They need not fear, methinks I hear his endless "Ho, Ho, Ho"
O little town of RTP, how yet we see thee still
St. Nick hath gone, and now he's on his way to Morrisville
Then gifts galore to Cary and Raleigh will he bring
He toucheth down in every town, he doeth now his thing.
O little town of RTP, at last the dawn doth glow
The sky is clear, no longer here is Santa's "Ho, Ho, Ho"
Wake up, 'tis time to check out all the things you got
Then eat your fill and drink until you're back to sleep again.
(Following words by Sister Moon)
O little town of RTP, how still your streets do lay
From EPA, and IBM, the cars have sped away
For two weeks it is silent, while holidays do ring
Consumers go to blow their dough to buy up everything
O little town of RTP, a funny little town
When during winter all the businesses should just shut down
The doors all remain open and daily life goes on
The folks who make the real big bucks are painting up the town
O little town of RTP, why open do you stay
Why not let little people go enjoy the holiday
When all you make is money, the more time you get off
The temps and contractors, it seems are always quite pissed off.
O little town of RTP, what lonely buildings stand
The real employees take time off so temps can try their hand
When in the office ringing a solitary phone
The temps do fear it might be clear they've taken off for home.
(Following words by Jenna Tigerheart)
O little town of RTP, a crowded little land
From State to Duke to UNC, a real tight traffic jam.
The college kids are leaving, to home they all will go.
Cleaning laundry and home cooked meals are elusive as real snow.
O little town of RTP, how loud your malls all call
Northgate, South Square to Cary Towne they're filled from wall to wall.
Yet in some deep dark corner of Belks or maybe Sears
A sales rep's boyfriend shoots her up and every store will clear.
O little town of RTP, the time is drawing near
When late shoppers will begin to feel the yuletide fear
Shelves are growing bare now and lists are not complete.
But Santa shops online these days so he won't feel the heat.
O little town of RTP, now we're past Christmas Day
Kids will play with brand new toys while geeks scream "Y2K!"
Why keep your geeks locked up at work, not turkey to consume?
By January 1 2000, all they'll do is fume!
Ye children all of Mother Earth
Join hands and circle around
To celebrate the Solstice night
When our lost Lord is found
Rejoice, the year has begun again
The Sun rise above
So share the season together now
In everlasting love
Brothers, sisters, come and sing
Glory to the new-born king
Gardens peaceful, forests wild
Celebrate the Winter Child!
Now the time of glowing starts
Joyful hands and joyful hearts
Cheer the Yule log as it burns
For once again the sun returns
Brothers, sisters, come and sing
Glory to the new-born king
Brothers, sisters, come and sing
Glory to the new-born king
Through the wind and dark of night
Celebrate the coming light
Suns glad rays through fear's cold burns
Life through death the wheel now turns
Gather while the Yule log and tree
Celebrate Life's mystery
Brothers, sisters, come and sing
Glory to the new-born king
Snow lies deep upon the earth
Still our voices warmly sing
Heralding the glorious birth
Of the Child, the Winter King
Glo -- ria
In excelsis Deo
Glo -- ria
Our triumphant voices claim
Joy and Hope and love renewed
And our Lady's glad refrain
Answer Winter's solitude
Glo -- ria
In excelsis Deo
Glo -- ria
In her arms a holy child
Promises a glowing light
Through the winter wind so wild
He proclaims the growing light
Glo -- ria
In excelsis Deo
Glo -- ria
Now the turning of the year
Of the greater Turning sings
Passing age of cold and fear
Soon our golden summer brings
Glo -- ria
In excelsis Deo
Glo -- ria
You better watch out when winter comes nigh
You better not doubt, I'm telling you why
Mother Berta's coming to town
She carries a sack made out of skin
She dumps the toys out and stuffs the kids in
Mother Berta's coming to town
She rides on Master Skeggi
A Goat whose back is strong
Her beard is grey and scraggly
And her tail is ten feet long!
With six or eight horns, a moustache or two
Make a mistake, she's coming for YOU!
Mother Berta's coming to town.
She knows with whom your sleeping
She knows with whom you wake
She knows each thought you're thinking
So don't THINK! For Goddess sake
So when the winds howl way up in the sky
Listen as she and Skeggi pass by
Mother Berta's coming
Mother Berta's coming
Mother Berta's coming
Mother Berta's coming to town
