| There are stockings full and waiting
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| From sea to shining sea
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| Jingle bells a ringing
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| In keys of liberty
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| Children celebrating
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| Santa and his sleigh
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| Of reindeer who found their way again
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| Across the home, home of the brave
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| Tis the 25th day of December
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| In a season best to remember
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| That blessings and bows and mistletoes
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| Are not without tolls, guardian souls
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| A soldier has a soldier’s duty
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| That takes no holiday
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| So because you’re far from home this winter
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| There’s one thing I’d like to say
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| Thank you for the gift of freedom
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| That lights these holy stars
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| Thank you for each and every Christmas tree
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| Across this sacred land of ours
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| May angels fly beside you
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| May Heaven steal your hearts
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| May God remind you in his grace
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| Though tonight I cannot touch your face
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| It doesn’t matter if you’re near or far
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| It’s Christmas where you are
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| Your chair is empty at the table
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| Still I take your hand
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| As we pray for peace in this small world
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| On our knees we stand
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| Of this body of this nation
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| You are the heart and spine
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| So to each great generation
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| Of heroes down the line
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| Thank you for the gift of freedom
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| That lights these holy stars
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| Thank you for each and every Christmas tree
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| Across this sacred land of ours
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| May angels fly beside you
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| May Heaven steel your heart
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| May God remind you in his grace
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| Though tonight I cannot touch your face
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| It doesn’t matter if you’re near or far
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| It’s Christmas where you are
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| Everyday is memorial day
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| Every day the 4th of July
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| Let all religions celebrate
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| The freedom that you provide
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| For if we stand together
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| We will never fall
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| Merry Christmas to the one I love
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| Merry Christmas to one and all
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| Thank you for the gift of freedom
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| That lights these holy stars
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| Thank you for each and every Christmas tree
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| Across this sacred land of ours
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| May angels fly beside you
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| May Heaven steel your heart
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| May God remind you in his grace
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| Though tonight I cannot touch your face
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| When home seems a hundred million miles away
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| Just close your eyes and you will see his sleigh
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| It’s doesn’t matter if you’re near or far
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| It’s Christmas where you are |