CHANUKAH SONG SHEET




Chanukah(2) What a holiday
Chanukah(2) time to sing and play
Chanukah(2) watch the dreidel turn
Round and round(2) as the candles burn.

Chanukah(2) Chag Ya-feh kol kach
Or cha-viv mi sa-viv gil l'-ye-led rach
Chanukah(2) s'-vi-von sov sov
Sov(6) mah-na-im va tov


I have a little dreidel,
I made it out of clay
And when it's dry and ready
Then dreidel I shall play.


O dreidel, dreidel, dreidel!
I made it out of clay
O dreidel, dreidel, dreidel!
Now dreidel I shall play.

It has a lovely body,
With leg so short and thin
And when it is all tired,
It drops and then I win.


O dreidel, dreidel, dreidel!
With leg so short and thin
O dreidel, dreidel, dreidel!
It drops, and then I win!

My dreidel’s always playful
It loves to dance and spin
A happy game of dreidel
Come play - Now let's begin.


O dreidel, dreidel, dreidel!
It loves to dance and spin
O dreidel, dreidel, dreidel!
Come play - Now let's begin.

3. Chanukah

Chanukah, oh Chanukah, a time to be singing.
The happiest of holidays, with joy ever ringing.
Every night we spin the dreidel around
Hot and tasty pancakes are to be found.
How brightly the candles surround the family with light
Sing for the wonders, the G-d given wonders and come let us dance
every night. (2)

Oy Chanukah(2) a yoim-tov, a shei-ner
A lus-ti-ker a frei-lich-er nitoe-noch a-zoi-ner
A-leh nacht in dreid-lach shpielen mir
Zu-dik hai-seh lat-kes est on a shir
Ge-shvin-der tsindt kin-der di dineke lichtelech on,
Zingt al ha-ni-sim loibt Gott fur di nisim,
Un-kumt gi-cher tan-tsen in kohn.(2)


Ya ba bim bom bim bom bim bom
bim bom bim bom bim bom
Ya ba bim bom bim bom
bim bom bim bom bim bom bom.

Ha-ney-rot Ha-la-lu
a-nach-nu mad-li-kin.
Al ha-ni-sim v'-al
Ha-t'-shu-ot v'-al Ha-mil-cha-mot
Sheh-a-si-ta la-a-vo-tey-nu
ba-ya-mim ha-hem ba-z'man ha-zeh.
Al y'day ko-ha-ne-cha
Ko-ha-ne-cha ha-k'do-shim.

V'chol sh'mo-nat y'mey Cha-nu-kah
V'chol sh'mo-nat y'mey Cha-nu-kah
Ha-ney-rot Ha-la-lu
Ha-ney-rot ha-la-lu ko-desh-heym.

V'eyn la-nu r'-shut l'-hish-ta-mesh ba-hem.
E-la li-r'-o-tam li-r'-o-tam bil-vad
K'dey l'ho-dot u-l'ha-lel
l-shi-m'-cha ha-ga-dol
Al ni-se-cha v'-al nif-l'-o-te-cha
v'al y'-shu-a-te-cha


S'vi-von, sov, sov, sov!
Cha-nu-kah hu chag tov!
Cha-nu-kah hu chag tov!
S'vi-von, sov, sov, sov!

Chag Sim-cha hu la-am
Nes ga-dol ha-ya sham
Nes ga-dol ha-ya sham
Chag Sim-cha hu la-am


Mi zeh hid-lik neyrot dakim
Ka-ko-cha-vim ba-rom?
Yod-im gam ti-no-kot ra-kim
Ki Cha-nu-kah ha-yom.
La, la, la, Cha-nu-kah ha-yom.


Mi y'malel g'vurot Yis-ra-el?
O-tan mi yim-ne?
Hen b'chol dor ya-kum ha-gi-bor,
go-el ha-am.

Sh'ma! Ba-ya-mim ha-hem baz-man ha-ze,
Ma-ka-bi mo-shi-a u-fo-de.
Uv-ya-me-nu kol am Yis-ra-el
Yit-a-ched ya-kum l'hi-ga-el.


Who can retell
The things that befell us?
Who can count them?
In every age,
A hero or sage,
Arose to our aid!

Hark! In days of yore, In Israel's ancient land,
Brave Maccabeus led the faithful band.
But now all Israel must as one arise,
redeem itself through deed and sacrifice.


Ma-oz tsur y'-shu-a-ti l'-cha na-eh l'-sha-bei-ach
Ti-kon beit t'-fi-la-ti v'-sham toe-dah n'-za-bei-ach
L'-eit ta-chin mat-bei-ach mi-tsar ham'-na-bei-ach
Az eg-mor b'-shir miz-mor Cha-nu-kat ha-miz-bei-ach(2)


Rock of Ages, let our song
Praise Your saving power;
You amid the raging foes,
Was our shelt'ring tower.
Furious they attacked us
But Your arm helped preserve us
And Your word
Broke their sword
When our own strength failed us.(2)

Children of the Jewish faith whether free or fettered
Wake the echo's of the songs where you may be scattered
Yours the message cheering that the time is nearing
Which will see all men free tyrants disappearing. (2)


Eight days of purification
Eight days of dedication
Eight days the Hebrew nation
Celebrates Chanukah.


Each Chanukah we glorify
brave Judah Maccabeus,
who had the courage to defy
Antiochus and free us.
Yet it is not fair
That we should forget
Mrs. Maccabeus
whom we owe a debt.
She mixed it. She fixed it.
She poured it into a bowl.

Chorus (2X):
You may not guess
but it was the latkes
that gave brave Judah a soul.

The Syrians said, “It cannot be
that old Mattathias,
whose years are more than
would dare to defy us.”
But they did not know
his secret you see.
Mattathias dined on
latkes and tea.
One latke, two latkes
and so on into the night.

Chorus (2X):
You may not guess
but it was the latkes
that gave him the courage to fight.

Now this is how it came about
this gastronomic wonder
that broke the ranks of Syria
like flaming bolts of thunder.
Mrs. Maccabeus
wrote in the dough
portions of the Torah,
then fried them just so.
They shimmered. They simmered
absorbing the olive oil.

Chorus (2X):
You may not guess
but it was the latkes
that made the Syrians recoil.

Now these little latkes
brown and delicious
must hit the spot ‘cause
with appetites vicious
all the heroes downed them
after their toil,
causing in the Temple
a shortage of oil.
One latke, two latkes,
and so on into the night.

Chorus (2X):
You may not guess
but it was the latkes
that gave us the Chanukah light.

Written by Ben Aronin


Song Sheet Courtesy of Congregation Am HaYam.