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All through the year we've waited |
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Waited through spring and fall |
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To hear silver bells ringing |
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And winter-time bringing |
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The happiest season of all |
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Chestnuts roasting on an open fire |
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Jack Frost nipping at your nose |
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Yule-tide carols being sung by a choir |
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And folks dressed up like Eskimos. |
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Everybody knows a turkey |
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and some mistletoe |
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Will help to make the season bright |
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And tiny tots with their eyes all aglow |
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Will find it hard to sleep tonight. |
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They know that Santa's on his way |
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He's loaded lots of toys |
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and goodies on his sleigh |
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And every mother's child is gonna spy |
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To see if reindeer |
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really know how to fly. |
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And so I'm offering this simple phrase |
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To kids from one to ninety-two |
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Although it's been said |
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Many times, many ways |
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Merry Christmas |
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Merry Christmas |
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Merry Christmas to you. |
