Mother Berta’s Coming to Town

(Tune: Santa Claus is Coming to Town)

Pagan Version of “Santa Claus is coming to Town” written by Steven Posch performed by Karina Skye

You better watch out when winter comes night
You better not doubt, I’m telling you why
Mother Berta’s coming to town

She carries a sack made out of skin
She dumps the toys out and stuffs bad kids in
Mother Berta’s coming to town

She rides on Master Skeggi
A Goat whose back is strong
Her beard is grey and scraggly
And her tail is ten feet long!

With six or eight horns, a moustache or two
Make a mistake, she’s coming for YOU!
Mother Berta’s coming to town.

So when the winds howl way up above
Listen as she and Skeggi pass by
Mother Berta’s coming to town.

You better watch out when winter comes night
You better not doubt, I’m telling you why
Mother Berta’s coming to town

She knows with whom your sleeping
She knows with whom you wake
She knows each thought you’re thinking
So don’t THINK! For Goddess sake
You better watch out you better not cry
You better not doubt, I’m telling you why
Mother Berta’s coming to town

(Haha haha haha…haaa!  I’ll get you my pretty
And your little dog too
Watch out! I’m coming for you!)

She carries a sack made out of skin
She dumps the toys out
and stuffs bad kids in
(Haha haha haha haha !)

She knows the things you’re wishing for
She knows the craft you make
She gets you back three times if you’re bad
So be GOOD! For Goddess sake!

You better watch out you better not cry
You better not doubt, I’m telling you why
Mother Berta’s coming to town

Watch!
She’s coming for you!
She’s coming for you!
She’s coming for you!

(Watch out! I’m coming for you!)

LISTEN

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All Thru the Night

Note: The last verse is phonetic Welsh. “ll” is pronounced by putting the tip of your tongue to the roof of your mouth, and saying “h” and “l” at the same time…sort of. “ch” is pronounced as German.

While the Moon her watch is keeping
all thru the night
While the weary world is sleeping
all thru the night
O’er thy spirit gently stealing,
Visions of delight revealing
Breathes a pure and holy feeling
All thru the night

Though this Bard must roam full lonely
My true harp shall sing praise only
Love’s soft dream, alas, is over
Yet my strains of love shall hover
Near the Presence of my Lover

Hark! A solemn bell is ringing
Thou, my King are heavenward winging
Earthly dust from off Thee shaken
Soul immortal shalt thou waken
With thy last, dim journey taken

Neath this Stone my King is sleeping
Stars around Him softly sweeping
Once and Future King preserving
Britain’s Saviour there reserving
All around him Stars observing
all thru the night

Holl am ran-tire sehr thuh wed-ont ahr heed ah nos
Dum-ar forth ee vro go-gawn-yont ahr heed ah nos
Gol-i ar-all you tuh wull ooch
ee are thang os gweer bred vairtch-ooch
tie-leer nave oith m’yoon thu-wail-ooch ahr heed ah nos

LISTEN

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Silent night, Solstice night

(Tune: “Silent Night. Words by Ellen Reed.”)

Silent night, Solstice night
All is calm, all is bright
Nature slumbers in forest and glen
‘Til in springtime, she wakens again
Sleeping spirits grow strong
Sleeping spirits grow strong

Silent night, Solstice night
Silver moon shining bright
Snowfall blankets the slumbering Earth
Yule fires welcome the Sun’s rebirth
Hark, the light is reborn
Hark, the light is reborn

Silent night, Solstice night
Quiet rest ‘til the light
Turning ever the rolling wheel
Brings the winter to comfort and heal
Rest your spirit in peace
Rest your spirit in peace

LISTEN

Brothers, Sisters Come to Sing

(Tune: Hark the Herald Angels Sing)

Brothers, sisters, come to sing
Glory to the new-born King!
Gardens peaceful, forests wild
Celebrate the Winter Child!

Now the time of glowing starts!
Joyful hands and joyful hearts!
Cheer the Yule log as it burns!
For once again the Sun returns!

Brothers, sisters, come and sing!
Glory to the new-born King!
Brothers, sisters, singing come
Glory to the newborn Sun

Through the wind and dark of night
Celebrate the coming light.
Suns glad rays through fear’s cold burns
Life through death the Wheel now turns

Gather round the Yule log and tree
Celebrate Life’s mystery
Brothers, sisters, singing come
Glory to the new-born Sun.

Moon of Silver

(Tune: “We Three Kings“)

Come Thou, Lord, the Newborn Sun,
Come, Sweet Mother, Holy One.
Praise we sing Thee, Love we bring Thee
As ever shall be done.

CHORUS

Oh, Moon of Silver, Sun of Gold,
Gentle Lady, Lord so bold!
Guide us ever, failing never,
Lead us in the ways of old.

Maiden, Mother, Ancient Crone,
Queen of Heaven on your throne,
Praise we sing Thee, Love we bring Thee,
For all that you have shown.

CHORUS

Lord of Darkness, Lord of Light,
Gentle Brother, King of Might,
Praise we sing thee, Love we bring Thee
On this Solstice night.

CHORUS

Holly Jolly Yuletide

(Tune: “Holly Jolly Christmas” by Burl Ives)

Have a holly jolly Yuletide
It’s the best time of the year
I don’t know if there’ll be snow
But have a cup of cheer

Have a holly jolly Yuletide
And when you walk down the street
Say hello to friends you know
And ev’ryone you meet

Oh, ho, the mistletoe
Hung where you can see
Somebody waits for you
Kiss him once for me

Have a holly jolly Yuletide
and in case you didn’t hear
Oh, by golly have a holly jolly
Yuletide this year!