| Come on, weather man,
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| Give us a forecast snowy white
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| Can’t you hear the prayers
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| Of every childlike heart tonight
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| Rockies are calling, Denver snow falling
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| Somebody said it’s four feet deep
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| But it doesn’t matter, give me the laughter
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| I’m gonna choose to keep.
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| Another tender Tennessee Christmas
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| The only Christmas for me Where the love circles around us Like the gifts around our tree
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| Well, I know there’s more snow up in Colorado
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| Than my roof will ever see
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| But a tender Tennessee Christmas
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| is the only Christmas for me.
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| Every now and then I get a wandering urge to see
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| Maybe California, maybe Tinsel Town’s for me There’s a parade there, we’d have it made there
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| Bring home a tan for New Year’s Eve
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| Sure sounds inviting, awfully exciting
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| Still I think I’m gonna keep.
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| Another tender Tennessee Christmas
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| The only Christmas for me Where the love circles around us Like the gifts around our tree
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| Well, they say in L.A. it’s a warm holiday
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| It’s the only place to be But a tender Tennessee Christmas
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| Is the only Christmas for me. |