God rest ye merry BoyLovers Let nothing you dismay Remember boys are born for love More born on every day We'll save them all from the anti's power So they won't go astray Oh tidings of comfort and joy Comfort and joy Oh tidings of comfort and joy God rest ye merry BoyLovers Let nothing you dismay Remember boys are born for love More born on every day We'll save them all from the anti's power So they won't go astray Oh tidings of comfort and joy Comfort and joy Oh tidings of comfort and joy In every place around the world These blessed boys are born Some will be laid upon our beds Upon this blessed morn For wicked "antis" everywhere We've nothing else but scorn Oh tidings of comfort and joy Comfort and joy Oh tidings of comfort and joy Fear not then, said the Angels Let nothing you affright This day is born some cute young boy Of some woman who just might Free all those who may trust in her From anti's pow'r and might Oh tidings of comfort and joy Comfort and joy Oh tidings of comfort and joy God rest ye merry BoyLovers Let nothing you dismay Remember boys are born for love More born on every day We'll save them all from the anti's power So they won't go astray Oh tidings of comfort and joy Comfort and joy Oh tidings of comfort and joy Happy Holidays! M. Sung to the tune of... Gee, I don't know... |