| It’s a cold December evening
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| I’m setting up the tree
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| Doing all those Christmas things you do
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| Crosby sings out «Merry
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| And bright it all should be»
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| But the sun’s already gone
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| And so are you
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| You’d best believe
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| I’ll be a mess home Christmas Eve
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| But I won’t cry on Christmas
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| No, I won’t give in
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| To all the tears that try to fall
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| Like the snow out in the wind
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| It’s the coldest winter
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| It’s ever been
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| And I wish I didn’t know what I was missing
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| Here below the mistletoe without your kissing
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| But I won’t cry on Christmas
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| I used to take that silver angel
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| I’d put 'er up on top
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| You’d clap, we’d stand back
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| And just hold hands
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| And then I’d say «I love you»
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| And you’d say «Never stop»
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| And now I’m here just praying that I can’t
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| It’s hard to fight
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| This silent night
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| But I won’t cry on Christmas
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| No, I won’t give in
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| To all the tears that try to fall
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| Like the snow out in the wind
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| It’s the coldest winter
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| It’s ever been
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| And I wish I didn’t know what I was missing
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| Here below the mistletoe without your kissing
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| But I won’t cry on Christmas
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| No, I won’t cry on Christmas |