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O Holy night |
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The stars are brightly shining |
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It is the night of our dear savior's birth |
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Now you all heard the story about Bethlehem |
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How the child was born and the three wise men |
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Heard the preacher tell it like the preacher does |
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But let me tell you, children, |
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That's not how it was |
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Now you might ask me what I'm talking about |
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But I know the part that they all left out |
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Yes, I do |
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Now do you hear what I said |
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That Herod wanted those wise men dead |
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But on that blessed evening |
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My great great great great great great granddad |
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He saved those kings |
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Now granddad made his living |
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Playing jazz you see |
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But jazz wasn't big around one A.D. |
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So he got himself a job in the palace band |
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Where he heard about three kings |
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In the desert sand |
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Let me tell you children that at any time |
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Three kings in the desert that's a real rare find |
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Yes, it is |
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But Herod heard of it too |
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And when he heard his curiosity grew |
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So he asked those kings to drop by |
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And my great great great great great great |
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Granddad |
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He wondered why |
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So the Magi told old Herod |
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That they had come here |
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To find a newborn king of kings |
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Who'd heal our sins |
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Then old Herod told his guards |
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To follow those Magi |
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And that the only king around here |
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Was gonna' be him |
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Then he told his soldiers as I recall |
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When they found that child, to kill them all |
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But granddad overheard what Herod said |
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And he had to act fast or else they'd all be dead |
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Yes, they would |
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So granddad got to those kings |
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Filled them in on the plan, told them everything |
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When they heard what he had in store |
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They grabbed the gold |
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The frankincense |
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The myrrh, the jewels |
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The desert tents |
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And when they found |
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His plan was sound |
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They followed granddad out the back door |
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Yes, they did |
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They followed him down |
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And what a night |
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It must have been |
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But when God is on your side |
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You kinda' know that in the end |
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You're gonna win |
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They traveled fast |
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They traveled far |
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And in the end they found |
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That they were standing with the Child |
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Beneath the star |
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Hallelujah, Hallelujah |
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Hallelujah, Hallelujah |
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Hallelujah, Hallelujah |
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Hallelujah, Hallelujah |
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Hallelujah, Hallelujah |
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Hallelujah, Hallelujah |
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And so you see we've reached the end |
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Of our story |
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When granddad and the kings |
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Reached that stable on the hill |
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And while I said that |
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Three kings in the desert is a rare sight |
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Angels singing in the desert that's far rarer still |
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Now I ain't sayin' that the bible was wrong |
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But ya' see the whole tale |
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Would have taken too long |
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'Cause way back then in the promised land |
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Every copy they sold, |
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It had to be written by hand |
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And granddad lived a long life |
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Stayed friends with those kings |
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And found a good wife |
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And eventually I came along |
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But that my children |
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That my children |
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That's another song |
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THE NEXT LETTER INCLUDED A RECEIPT |
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FOR ONE TOY STUFFED BEAR |
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DONATING IT TO A SMALL THRIFT SHOP |
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BUT SOMEHOW IT WAS LEFT THERE |
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FOR ATTICS HAVE THEIR SECRETS |
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AND TOYS WILL HAVE THEIRS, TOO |
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LIKE WHO ONCE HELD OR LOVED THEM |
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WHEN THEY LAST WERE NEW |
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WHETHER THEY WERE MADE OF METAL |
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OR THEY WERE COTTON STUFFED |
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OF HOW THEY HAD BEEN LEFT HERE |
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WHEN THEY WERE NOT ENOUGH |
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AND SO IT'S HERE THAT THEY MUST WAIT |
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BETWEEN REALITY AND DREAM |
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HOPING ALL WILL BE REMEMBERED |
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AND THAT ALL CAN BE REDEEMED |
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THEN IN THE SOUND OF THE WIND |
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WHISTLING THROUGH A DOOR |
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SHE THOUGHT SHE HEARD THE SOUND OF CHILDREN |
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THAT HAD HELD THIS TOY BEFORE |
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AND SHE THEN THOUGHT TO HERSELF |
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AS SHE NOW HELD IT IN HER HAND |
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THAT NO ONE COULD SAVE ALL THE WORLD |
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BUT WE SHOULD SAVE WHO WE CAN |
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SO SHE PLACED IT NEAR HER CANDLE |
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FOR SHE HAD DECIDED IN HER MIND |
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THAT WHEN SHE LEFT THIS ATTIC |
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HE WOULD NOT BE LEFT BEHIND |