O Little Town Of Bethlehem
O Little town of Bethlehem
How still we see thee lie
Above thy deep and dreamless sleep
the silent stars go by
Yet in the dark streeet shineth
the everlasting light
the hopes and fears of all the years
are met in thee tonight
For christ is born of mary and gathered all above
while mortals sleep the angels keep
their watch of wandering love
O morning stars together
proclaim the holy birth
and praises sing to god our king
and peace to men on earth
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The statue in the harbor is a lovely sight,
The Rockettes in precision are a sheer delight,
But I for one would rather visit John McKnight,
Meet me at the Copa, meet me at the Copa,
Meet me at the Copa tonight.
There are those who just adore the Art Museum,
And out in Brooklyn, there's a ballpark and it seems,
But I don't care a whole lot if I never zeem,
Meet me at the Copa, meet me at the Copa,
Meet at the Copa tonight.
The show goes on, and on, and on,
Do you hear the applause and the cheering,
Even if you're wooing, drop what you're doing,
Hurry down
The Rockettes in precision are a sheer delight,
But I for one would rather visit John McKnight,
Meet me at the Copa, meet me at the Copa,
Meet me at the Copa tonight.
There are those who just adore the Art Museum,
And out in Brooklyn, there's a ballpark and it seems,
But I don't care a whole lot if I never zeem,
Meet me at the Copa, meet me at the Copa,
Meet at the Copa tonight.
The show goes on, and on, and on,
Do you hear the applause and the cheering,
Even if you're wooing, drop what you're doing,
Hurry down