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Once upon a time in a far off land |
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Wise men saw a sign and set out aross the sand |
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Songs of praise to sing, they travelled day and night |
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Precious gifts to bring, guided by the light |
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They chased a brand new star, ever towards the west |
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Across the mountains far, but when it came to rest |
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They scarce believed their eyes, they'd come so many miles |
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And the miracle they prized was nothing but a child |
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Nothing but a child could wash these tears away |
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Or guide a weary world into the light of day |
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And nothing but a child could help erase these miles |
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So once again we all can be children for awhile |
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Now all around the world, in every iittle town |
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Everyday is heard a precious little sound |
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And every mother kind and every father proud |
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Looks down in awe to find another chance allowed |
