| I hope there’s really a Santa Claus
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| I hope he lives on the cold north pole
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| I hope the stockings are hung on the wall
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| May the child stay in us all
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| God bless the children everywhere
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| For they haven’t yet learned not to care
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| We must not let time age the soul
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| May the child stay in us all
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| I hope there’s really a reindeer that flies
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| Does a snowman see through his button eyes
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| I hope that when our hair turns to grey
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| All the child in us will stay
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| God bless the children everywhere
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| For they haven’t yet learned not to care
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| Time must not turn our own hearts cold
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| May the child stay in us all
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| May the child stay in us all
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| Unless we be like children
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| The gates of heaven close
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| Until we think like children
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| Our souls will never grow old
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| God bless the children everywhere
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| For they haven’t yet learned not to care |