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The fear of God is not wearing a white turban.

Give the white child so that the black child doesn't cry.

The white man has no kin. his kin is his money.

Lawyers and painters can soon make what's black, white.

If there had been no poverty in europe, then the white man would not have come and spread his clothes in africa.

The crow said: Oh, my snow-white child.

A white day sheds light, a black day sheds darkness.

Black souls wear white shirts.

A white piastre for a black day.

When the white man is about to leave a garden for good, he wrecks it.

Jingle bells

Dashing through the snow
In a one-horse open sleigh
Through the fields we go
Laughing all the way.
Bells on bob-tail ring
Making spirits bright
What fun it is to ride and sing
A sleighing song tonight.

Chorus:...

Bring a torch

Bring a torch, Jeannette, Isabella,
Bring a torch, come hurry and run.
It is Jesus, good folk of the village,
Christ is born, and Mary's calling, Ah! Ah!
Beautiful is the Mother. Ah! Ah!
Beautiful is her Son.

Skies are...

The Night Before Christmas

He was dressed all in fur, from his head to his foot,
And his clothes were all tarnished with ashes and soot;
A bundle of toys he had flung on his back,
And he looked like a peddler just opening his pack....

I saw Mommy kissing Santa Claus

Christmas toys all over the place,
Little Johnnie wears a smile on his face;
For Johnny has a secret,
And this secret he must share,
He wants to tell somebody,
So he tells his teddy bear.

I saw...

Over the river and through the wood

Over the river and through the wood
To Grandmother's house we go.
The horse knows the way to carry the sleigh
Through white and drifted snow.
Over the river and through the woods,
Oh, how the wind...

Once in Royal David's City

Once in Royal David's city
Stood a lowly cattle shed
Where a mother laid her Baby
In a manger for His bed;
Mary was that mother mild,
Jesus Christ her little Child

He came down to earth from Heaven
Who is...

The Holly and the Ivy

The holly and the ivy,
When they are both full grown
Of all the trees that are in the wood
The holly bears the crown
O the rising of the sun
And the running of the deer
The playing of the merry organ
Sweet singing...

A Christmas Carol

The shepherds had an angel,
The wise men had a star;
But what have I, a little child,
To guide me home from far,
Where glad stars sing together,
And singing angels are?

The Wise Men left their country
To...

It is only the early risers who succeed in filling their baskets with white ants.

Naught's a naught and figger's a figger - all for the white man and none for the nigger.