| For unto us a Child was born that day
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| Rejoice
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| So a lotta people sing and Christians say
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| Then Darling
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| In the early morning unto us was born
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| A little Girl last May
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| No sooner can a Douglas Fir light up her face
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| Than we’re strapping it to the car
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| For to trim it by the fireplace
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| With a light in a world
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| That our little Girl is showin' us
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| Unto us ten million children were born last May
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| Rejoice
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| And the Government shall rest upon their shoulders
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| Blessed be their Names
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| Wonderful
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| Counsellor
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| Won-Won-Wonderful
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| No sooner does the Fir grow tall
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| In Clara’s Dream
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| Than we lose our little Girl
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| And gain (and gain) a sugar plum fairy
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| Dancing through the Kingdom in a brown stone hall
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| As such a list rings
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| From the TV on the wall
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| To the heart of the World
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| That little girl’s been showing us
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| For unto us is born this day
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| In the city of David
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| A Savior which is Christ the Lord
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| Whatever we may think of that
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| From Syria to Manhattan
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| Let every child be adored |