| They said there’ll be snow at Christmas,
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| They said there’ll be peace on earth,
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| But instead it just kept on raining,
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| A veil of tears for the Virgin birth.
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| I remember one Christmas morning,
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| The Winter’s light and a distant choir,
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| And the peal of a bell and that Christmas tree smell,
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| And eyes full of tinsel and fire.
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| They sold me a dream of Christmas,
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| They sold me a silent night,
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| They told me a fairy story,
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| 'Til I believed in the Israelite.
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| And I believed in Father Christmas,
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| And I looked to the sky with excited eyes,
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| Then I woke with a yawn in the first light of dawn,
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| And I saw him and through his disguise.
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| I wish you a hopeful Christmas,
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| I wish you a brave New Year,
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| All anguish, pain and sadness,
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| Leave your heart and let your road be clear.
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| They said there’d be snow at Christmas,
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| They said there’d be peace on earth,
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| Hallelujah! |
| Noel!, be it Heaven or Hell,
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| The Christmas we get, we deserve |