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Comes the time for Christmas |
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And I really have to ask |
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If this is feeling merry |
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How much longer must it last |
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I wish a one horse open sleigh |
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Would come carry me away |
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But I've been waiting here all day |
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And one just hasn't come my way |
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Now excuse me if I'm not being reverent |
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But I was hoping for a miracle to hold me, wash me |
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Save me from my righteous doubt as I watch helpless |
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And everybody sings |
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If it's Chanukah or Kwanza |
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Solstice, harvest or December twenty-fifth |
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Peace on earth to everyone |
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And abundance to everyone you're with |
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Laha da da da da da |
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Da da da da da da da da da da da |
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La da da da da da da da |
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La da da da da da da da da |
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Laha da da da da |
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Laha da da da da |
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Comes the time for Christmas |
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And as you raise your Yuletide flask |
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There's like this feeling that you carry |
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As if from every Christmas past |
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It's as if each year it grows |
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It's like you feel it in your toes |
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And on and on your carol goes |
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Harvesting love among your woes |
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I want to buy into the benevolent |
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And I was hoping for a miracle to hold me, wash me |
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Make me know what it's about |
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As the longing in me makes me want to sing |
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Noel or Navidad |
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Season celebration or just the end of the year |
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Christmas can mean anything |
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And I mean to keep its hope forever near |
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Laha da da da da da |
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Da da da da da da da da da da da |
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La da da da da da da da da |
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La da da da da da da da da da |
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Laha da da da da |
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Laha da da da da |
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As if a cold and frozen soul is warm to love |
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By loves own hand |
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So goes the prayer if for a day peace on earth |
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And good will to man |
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At twenty below the winter storm it billows |
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But the fire is so warm inside |
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And the children while nestled in their pillows |
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Dream of St. Nicholas's ride |
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And how the next day they'll get up and they will play |
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In the still falling Christmas snow |
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And together we'll celebrate forever |
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In defiance of the winds that blow |
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My god in heaven now I feel like I'm seven |
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And spirit calls to me as well |
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As if Christmas had made the winter warmer |
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Made a paradise from what was hell |
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As if a cold and frozen soul is warm to love |
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By loves own hand |
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So goes the prayer if for a day peace on earth |
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And good will to man....... |
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I wish a one horse open sleigh would come carry me away |
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And I'll keep waiting through next May |
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Until Christmas comes my way |
