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I'll be home for Christmas
You can plan on me Please have snow and mistletoe And presents for the tree Christmas Eve will find me Where the love light leads I'll be home for Christmas oh yes If only in my dreams |
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| 1:54 |
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I don't need a lot of presents
To make my Christmas bright I just need my baby's arms Wound around me tight Oh oh santa hear my plea Santa bring my baby back to me The Christmas tree is ready The candles all aglow But with my baby far away What good is mistletoe Oh oh Santa, hear my plea Santa bring my baby back to me Please make these reindeer hurry Well their time is drawing near It sure won't seem like Christmas Until my baby's here Don't fill my sock with candy No bright and shiny toy You wanna make me happy and fill my heart with joy Then Santa, hear my plea Santa bring my baby back to me Please make these reindeer hurry Well their time is drawing near It sure won't seem like Christmas Until my baby's here Don't fill my sock with candy No bright and shiny toy You wanna make me happy and fill my heart with joy Then Santa, hear my plea Santa bring my baby back to me Then Santa, hear my plea Santa bring my baby back to me |
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| 2:25 |
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<< White Christmas >>
--- Elvis Presley (Words & music by Irving Berlin) I'm dreaming of a white Christmas, Just like the ones I used to know. Where those tree-tops glisten, And children listen To hear sleighbells in the snow. I'm dreaming of a white Christmas, With every Christmas card I write, "May your days be merry and bright, And may all your Christmases be white". I'm dreaming of a white Christmas, Just like the ones I used to know. May your days may your days may your days be merry and bright, And may all your Christmases be white. |
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| 2:09 |
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<< Blue Christmas >>
--- Elvis Presley (words & music by Billy Hayes - Jay Johnson) I'll have a Blue Christmas without you I'll be so blue thinking about you Decorations of red on a green Christmastree Won't be the same dear, if you're not here with me I'll have a Blue Christmas that's certain And when that blue heartache starts hurtin' You'll be doin' all right, with your Christmas of white, But I'll have a blue, blue Christmas |
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| 2:23 |
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Well, it's Christmas time pretty baby
And the snow is falling on the ground Well, it's Christmas time pretty baby And the snow is falling down Well you be a real good little girl Santa Claus is back in town Got no sleigh with reindeer No sack on my back You're gonna see me comin' in a big black caddilac Oh, it's Christmas time pretty baby And the snow is falling on the ground Well you be a real good little baby Santa Claus is back in town Hang up your pretty stockings And turn off the light Santa Claus is comin' down your chimney tonight Oh, it's Christmas time pretty baby And the snow is falling on the ground Well you be a real good little baby Santa Claus is back in town |
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| 2:26 | 
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| 1:56 |
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Here comes Santa Claus, here comes Santa Claus
Right down Santa Claus Lane Vixen, Blitzen, all his reindeer Pulling on the reins Bells are ringing, children singing All is merry and bright Hang your stockings and say a prayer 'Cause Santa Claus comes tonight Here comes Santa Claus, here comes Santa Claus Right down Santa Claus Lane He's got a bag that's filled with toys For boys and girls again Hear those sleigh bells jingle jangle What a beautiful sight Jump in bed and cover up your head Because Santa Claus comes tonight Here comes Santa Claus, here comes Santa Claus Right down Santa Claus Lane He doesn't care if you're a rich or poor boy He loves you just the same Santa knows that we're God's children That makes everything right Fill your hearts with Christmas cheer 'Cause Santa Claus comes tonight Well here comes Santa Claus, here comes Santa Claus Right down Santa Claus Lane He'll come around when the chimes ring out 'It's Christmas morn again Peace on Earth will come to all If we just follow the light Let's give thanks to the Lord above 'Cause Santa Claus comes tonight 'Cause Santa Claus comes tonight! |
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| 2:36 |
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Oh little town of Bethlehem, how still we see thee lie
Above thy deep and dreamless sleep the silent stars go by Yet in thy dark streets shineth, the everlasting light The hopes and fears of all the years are met in thee tonight. For Christ is born of Mary, and gathered all above While mortals sleep the angels keep their watch of wondering love Oh morning stars together, proclaim thy holy birth. And praises sing to God the king, and peace to men on earth. Oh little town of Bethlehem, how still we see thee lie Above thy deep and dreamless sleep the silent stars go by Yet in thy dark streets shineth, the everlasting light The hopes and fears of all the years are met in thee tonight. |
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| 3:19 |
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Precious Lord, take my hand Lead me on, let me stand I'm tired, I’m weak, I’m lone Through the storm, through the night Lead me on to the light Take my hand precious Lord, lead me home When my way grows drear precious Lord linger near When my light is almost gone Hear my cry, hear my call Hold my hand lest I fall Take my hand precious Lord, lead me home When the darkness appears and the night draws near And the day is past and gone At the river I stand Guide my feet, hold my hand Take my hand precious Lord, lead me home Precious Lord, take my hand Lead me on, let me stand I'm tired, I’m weak, I’m lone Through the storm, through the night Lead me on to the light Take my hand precious Lord, lead me home |
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| 3:23 |
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| 3:57 |
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| 2:05 |
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I believe for every drop of rain that falls
A flower grows I believe that somewhere in the darkest night A candle glows I believe for everyone who goes astray, someone will come To show the way I believe, I believe I believe above a storm the smallest prayer Can still be heard I believe that someone in the great somewhere Hears every word Everytime I hear a new born baby cry Or touch a leaf or see the sky Then I know why I believe Everytime I hear a new born baby cry Or touch a leaf or see the sky Then I know why I believe |
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