Sing this to the tune of “House Of The Rising Sun”:

O come, O come, Emmanuel
Ransom captive Israel
That mourns in lonely exile here
Til the Son of God appear

Oh little town of Bethlehem
How still we see thee lie
Above thy deep and dreamless sleep
The silent stars go by

Yet in thy dark streets shineth
The everlasting Light
The hopes and fears of all the years
Are met in thee tonight

While shepherds watched their flocks by night
All seated on the ground
The angel of the Lord came down
And glory shone around

The first Noel that angel did say
Was to certain poor shepherds
In fields as they lay, keeping their sheep
On a cold winter’s night so deep

It came upon the midnight clear
That glorious song of old
From angels bending near the earth
To touch their harps of gold

Peace on the earth, good will to men
From heaven’s all gracious King
The world in solemn stillness lay
To hear the angels sing

We three kings of Orient are
Bearing gifts we traverse afar
Field and fountain, moor and mountain
Following yonder star

God rest ye merry, gentlemen
Let nothing you dismay
Remember, Christ, our Saviour
Was born on Christmas day

Now to the Lord sing praises,
All you within this place,
And with true love and brotherhood
Each other now embrace

Just be thankful I left out “Good King Wenceslas” and “I Saw Three Ships”.