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… |