Canzoni di Natale di metà Novecento

Ecco cosa si scriveva e di conseguenza canticchiava a metà Novecento mentre ci si preparava ad un Natale esplosivo, proprio come adesso:

 It’s the most wonderful time of the year

Eddie Pola, George Wyle 1963

 

It’s the most wonderful time of the year.

With the kids jingle belling,

and everyone telling you,

“Be of good cheer,”

It’s the most wonderful time of the year.

 

There’ll be parties for hosting,

marshmallows for toasting and

caroling out in the snow.

there’ll be scary ghost stories and

tales of the glories of Christmases

long, long ago.

 

It’s the most wonderful time of the year.

There’ll be much mistletoeing

and hearts will be glowing,

when loved ones are near.

It’s the most wonderful time of the year.

 

Here Comes Santa Claus

 

Gene Autry, Oakley Haldeman (c) 1947

Here comes Santa Claus!

Here comes Santa Claus!

Right down Santa Claus Lane!

Vixen and Blitzen and all his reindeer

are pulling on the reins.

Bells are ringing, children singing;

All is merry and bright.

Hang your stockings and say your prayers,

‘Cause Santa Claus comes tonight.

 

 

Here comes Santa Claus!

Here comes Santa Claus!

Right down Santa Claus Lane!

He’s got a bag that is filled with toys

for the boys and girls again.

Hear those sleigh bells jingle jangle,

What a beautiful sight.

Jump in bed, cover up your head,

‘Cause Santa Claus comes tonight

Frosty The Snow Man

 

Words and Music by Steve Nelson and Jack Rollins, 1950

Chappell & Co. ~ ASCAP

Frosty the snowman was a jolly happy soul,

With a corncob pipe and a button nose

and two eyes made out of coal.

Frosty the snowman is a fairy tale, they say,

He was made of snow but the children

know how he came to life one day.

There must have been some magic in that

old silk hat they found.

For when they placed it on his head

he began to dance around.

O, Frosty the snowman

was alive as he could be,

And the children say he could laugh

and play just the same as you and me.

Thumpetty thump thump,

thumpety thump thump,

Look at Frosty go.

Thumpetty thump thump,

thumpety thump thump,

Over the hills of snow.

 

Frosty the snowman knew

the sun was hot that day,

So he said, "Let's run and

we'll have some fun

now before I melt away."

Down to the village,

with a broomstick in his hand,

Running here and there all

around the square saying,

Catch me if you can.

He led them down the streets of town

right to the traffic cop.

And he only paused a moment when

he heard him holler "Stop!"

For Frosty the snow man

had to hurry on his way,

But he waved goodbye saying,

"Don't you cry,

I'll be back again some day."

Thumpetty thump thump,

thumpety thump thump,

Look at Frosty go.

Thumpetty thump thump,

thumpety thump thump,

Over the hills of snow.