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There's a warm little home on a hill |
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And the presents that's hiding somewhere |
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And the world is so peaceful and still |
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You can almost hear love in the air |
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There's a blanket of snow on the ground |
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And a bright little star in the sky |
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And your heart knows that Santa is around |
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By the twinkle in everyone's eye |
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There's gift bringing and bells ringing |
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And warm little feet by the fire |
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There are kids playing and folks praying |
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And somewhere the sound of a choir |
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There's two people who never will part |
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And two stockings we still have to fill |
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There's a warm little place in my heart |
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For our warm little home on the hill |
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There is gift bringing and bells ringing |
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And warm little feet by the fire |
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There are kids playing and folks praying |
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And somewhere the sound of a choir |
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There's two people who never will part |
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And two stockings we still have to fill |
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There's a warm little place in my heart |
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For our warm little home on the hill |
