Из альбома: Now That's What I Call a Country Christmas
The first Noel, the angel did say
Was to certain poor shepherds in fields where they lay;
In fields where they lay keeping their sheep
On a cold winter’s night that was so deep
Noel, Noel, Noel, Noel
Born is the King of Israel
They looked up and saw a star
Shining in the east, beyond them far;
And to the earth it gave great light
And so it continued all day and all night
Noel, Noel, Noel, Noel
Born is the King of Israel
Then let us all with one accord
Sing praises to our heavenly Lord;
Who hath made heaven and earth of nought
And with His blood mankind hath bought
Noel, Noel, Noel, Noel
Born is the King of Israel
Sing Noel
Sing Noel
Sing Noel
Sing Noel