| Children carolling through the streets
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| A brightly painted star.
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| Angels gather round the hearth,
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| Strumming on guitars.
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| And men of great renown and faith
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| Sayin' prayers on boulevards.
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| It’s the night before Christmas.
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| But you don’t have to be an angel
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| To sing harmony.
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| You don’t have to be a child
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| To love the mystery. |
| (mystery)
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| And you don’t have to be a wise man
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| On bended knee.
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| The heart of this Christmas is in you and me.
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| (The night before Christmas.)
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| (The night before Christmas.)
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| If your heart’s been longing,
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| You’ve been afraid to try,
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| Sorrow’s kept you company,
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| And the dance has passed by,
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| I’ll lift you up and blaze with you
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| Across the moonlit sky
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| On the night before Christmas.
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| 'Cause you don’t have to be an angel
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| To sing harmony.
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| You don’t have to be a child
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| To love the mystery. |
| (mystery)
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| And you don’t have to be a wise man
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| On bended knee.
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| The heart of this Christmas is in you and me.
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| The heart of this Christmas is in you and me.
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| (Oooooooooooo)
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| (Oooooooooooo)
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| (The night before Christmas.)
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| (The night) The night before Christmas.
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| (The night) The night before Christmas.
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| (The night) The night before Christmas.
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| (The night before Christmas.)
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| (The night) The night before Christmas.
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| (The night before Christmas.)
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| (The night) The night before Christmas.
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| (The night) La, la, la, la… |