Christmas at Jack's

Acoustic, original and traditional Christmas music, with vocals, fiddle, guitar, mandolin, octave mandolin, mandolin, mandocello, banjo, dulcimer, bowed psaltery, piano, organ, flutes, bass, in celebration of the Gift and Glory of Christmas.


  1. What Child Is This
  2. Silent Night
  3. She Laid the Baby in a Manger
  4. God Rest Ye Merry Gentlemen
  5. Joy to the World / Even Birds Rejoice
  6. Away in a Manger
  7. Silent Night (Reprise)
  8. The Little Drummer Boy
  9. We Three Kings
  10. Get Up, Joseph
  11. Good King Wenceslas
  12. A Baby in Bethlehem
  13. Silver Bells
  14. Simple Gifts
This album was made because a raccoon got into Megan Garza's chicken coop.

Awakened by the ruckus, Megan and her dad soon sorted things out, but not before the beast had killed six of Megan's best laying hens. A half dozen good hens are valuable stock, especially when you're eleven years old and earn all your cash income from babysitting and egg sales. So Megan decided to rebuild her chicken coop to make it more secure. Make that impregnable. Her family dubbed it "Fort Cluck."

Jack pulled into the lumberyard as Megan was supervising the loading of wire and wood into her mom's pickup. She saw Jack's truck and ran over to greet him.

"Good morning, Mr. Jack. I'm so glad you're here. You're just the person I wanted to talk to."

"Well, good morning, Miss Megan. It's always a pleasure to see you." Jack meant it, but was curious why an eleven year old girl would be so eager to talk to him. "Señorita, I am at your service."

"Well, sir, I would like to propose a business deal."

"Oh, and what kind of deal did you have in mind?"

Megan cleared her throat. "I would like to trade twelve dozen of my most excellent fresh eggs for two dozen Them Jacks CDs."

Jack chuckled. "I think that can be arranged. Which CD did you want?"

"The Christmas CD."

Jack frowned. "I'm sorry, Megan, we don't have a Christmas CD."

The girl looked surprised. "But sir, Christmas is a wonderful holiday, an important holiday. Oh, Mr. Jack, y'all really should have a Christmas CD. Could you record one for this Christmas?"

Jack looked at her kindly. "Not really. I'm sorry, but it takes a lot of work to make a CD, and there's not nearly enough time left before Christmas to do a good job."

"Oh, that's OK, Mr. Jack," Megan replied brightly. "You don't have to do a good job. Just play the songs like you usually do."

Well, thought Jack, when you put it like that...

So the deal was struck, the album made, the eggs were laid, and the goods exchanged. No word yet from Megan on what she thought of the CD, but Them Jacks declared the eggs were delicious.