The first Noel, the angel 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

Those shepherds looked up and they saw a bright star
Shining there in the East beyond them far
And to the darkened lands it gave a great light
And so it continued through day and through night

Noel, Noel, Noel, Noel
Born is the King of Israel