The first Noel
The angels did say
Was to certain poor shepherds
In fields as they lay
In fields where they lay
They were keeping their sheep
On a cold winter's night
That was so deep
Noel, Noel, Noel, Noel
Born is the King of Israel
The shepherds looked up
And they saw a bright star
Shining there in the east
Beyond them far
And to the darkened earth
It gave great light
And so it continued
Through day and through night
Noel, Noel, Noel, Noel
Born is the King of Israel