| Did you ever hear the story of the Christmas tree
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| Who just didn’t want to change the show
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| He liked living in the woods and playing with squirrels
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| He liked icicles and snow
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| He liked wolves and eagles and grizzly bears
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| And critters and creatures that crawled
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| Why bugs were some of his very best friends
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| Spiders and ants and all
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| Now that’s not to say that he ever looked down
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| On a vision of twinkled lights
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| Or on mirrored bubbles and peppermint canes
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| And a thousand other delights
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| And he often had dreams of tiny reindeer
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| And a jolly old man in a sleigh
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| Full of toys and presents and wonderful things
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| And a story of Christmas day
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| Oh, Alfie believed in Christmas alright
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| He was full of Christmas cheer
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| All of each and every day
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| And all throughout the year
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| To him it was more than a special time
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| Much more than a special day
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| It was more than a special story, it was more than a beautiful story
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| It was a special kind of way
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| You see some folks have never heard a jingle bell ring
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| And they’ve never heard of santa claus
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| They’ve never heard the story of the son of god
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| That made Alfie pause
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| Did that mean that they’d never know of peace on earth
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| Or the brotherhood of man
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| Or know how to love, or know how to give
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| If they can’t no one can
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| You see, life is a very special kind of thing
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| Not just for a chosen few
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| But for each and every living, breathing thing
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| Not just me and you
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| So when you’re at Christmas prayers this year
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| Alfie asked me if I’d ask you
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| Say a prayer for the wind and the water and the wood
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| And those who live there too |