Once upon a time, Christmas was quiet
There was music around, but some wouldn't try it
One Bishop so fine in 129 suggested a Hymn for the singing
But not much is said 'bout what 200-ahead years would be bringing
Could be one day a few monks started to hum -
Tried it with Psalms - all hundred-fifty - of 'um!
Like David of old they knew they'd struck gold
And the church decided to 'buy it' - kind of
Twas in Latin for 800 years more - chanting fine lessons and lore
And of course for their much-desired blessin's
Until someone said 'RHYME'! It was wa-a-ay past 'high time'!
Like turkey to go with the dressin'!
Then St. Francis, bless his heart, said why don't we start
To sing like we talk -- things then turned round on a dime!
But these were for pleasure - not a church measure
They were sung in the streets by Wassailers on 'feets'-
So for years yet to come, secular treasure...
Still 400 years 'nother the Brits thought them 'vulgar'
Dismissed them entirely to the world of the 'other'
But the Lutherans were comin'! They took to the hummin'
Soon carols continued to beats set to strummin'
Twas nigh 200 years more before songs of 'adore'
Hit the rectories and churches abounding
In eighteen and eighteen, on a Christmas Eve snowy
'Silent Night' was first sung with guitar below it
Penned by the preacher and sung by the teacher
Soon the whole world would love it and know it
And on Christmas Eve, of eighteen and eighty
Sweet carols of love for a Child and Lady
Were sung in church walls way down in Cornwall
BY ALL - from the 'quite tall' to 'too very small' ...
With both 'Rhyme' and melodies so resounding!
So join in the spirit, no one need hear it
Just hum right along....as we 'borrow' this song.....
.... So let's all begin - with some gusto - and whim -
with just a few of ....