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The jingle bells are jingling
The streets are white with snow The happy crowds are mingling But there's no one that I know I'm sure that you'll forgive me If I don't enthuse I guess I've got the Christmas blues I've done my window shopping There's not a store I've missed But what's the use of stopping When there's no one on your list You'll know the way I'm feeling When you love and you lose I guess I've got the Christmas blues When somebody wants you Somebody needs you Christmas is a joy of joy But friends when you're lonely You'll find that it's only A thing for little girls and little boys May all your days be merry Your seasons full of cheer But 'til it's January I'll just go and disappear Oh Santa may have brought you some stars for your shoes But Santa only brought me the blues Those brightly packaged tinsel covered Christmas blues Oh Santa may have brought you some stars for your shoes But Santa only brought me the blues Those brightly packaged tinsel covered Christmas blues |
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I peeked in to say goodnight
And I heard my child in prayer "And for me some scarlet ribbons Scarlet ribbons for my hair" All the stores were closed and shuttered All the streets were dark and bare In our town, no scarlet ribbons Scarlet ribbons for her hair Thru the night my heart was aching Just before the dawn was breaking I peeked in and on her bed in gay profusion lying there Lovely ribbons, scarlet ribbons Scarlet ribbons for her hair If I live to be a hundred I will never know from where Came those ribbons, scarlet ribbons Scarlet ribbons for her hair |
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God rest ye merry, gentlemen,
Let nothing you dismay, Remember Christ our Saviour, Was born on Christmas day . . . To save us all from Satan's power, When we were gone astray, Oh tidings of comfort and joy, Comfort and joy, Oh tidings of comfort and joy . . . From God our heavenly father, A blessed Angel came, And unto certain Shepherds, Brought tidings of the same . . . How, that in Bethlehem was born, The Son of God by name, Oh tidings of comfort and joy, Comfort and joy, Oh tidings of comfort and joy . . . <instrumental break > Oh tidings of comfort and joy, Comfort and joy, Oh tidings of comfort and joy . . . The Shepherds at these tidings, Rejoiced much in mind, And left their flocks a feeding, In tempest storm and wind, And went to Bethlehem straight way, The blessed babe to find, Oh tidings of comfort and joy, Comfort and joy, Oh tidings of comfort and joy . . . |
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