| Well the banks & the schools & the post office are closed
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| You can park where you please and you won’t get towed
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| The streets are empty & the stores are finally closed
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| It’s Christmas morning
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| He got a tie & she got a book
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| They weren’t supposed to peek but they took a little look
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| Tell me how long will it take for the dinner to cook
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| It’s Christmas morning
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| There are so many presents underneath the tree
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| A few are for you but the rest are all for me
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| And we gotta tip the super and the doormen
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| Can’t you see, It’s Christmas morning
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| Christmas morning finally has come
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| It has meaning for each & everyone
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| Christmas morning I cannot believe
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| Just last night was Christmas Eve
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| In the Rockerfeller Center the big tree is shining bright
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| Skaters skate beneath it in the winter light
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| Like a picture on a Christmas card everything looks right
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| On Christmas morning
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| And the homeless who have nothing will ask on
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| Christmas day, for us to give them something
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| God we wish they’d go away
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| Though there is no place for them to go
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| They have no place to stay on Christmas morning
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| Lying in a hospital dying in a bed with aids
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| «He deserved it», I have heard it said
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| Deck the halls iwth boughs of something
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| Soon he will be dead on Christmas morning
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| Christmas morning finally has come
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| It has meaning for each & everyone
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| Christmas morning I’m afraid to say
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| Life goes on, on Christmas morning
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| And the Prince of peace was born on a Christmas Day
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| In the little town of Bethlehem not so far away
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| From where a multitude has gathered in a warlike way
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| On Christmas morning
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| So we watch the buildup here we go again
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| There is sand, there are camels
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| But where are the wise men
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| Are they in Baghdad Are they in Washington
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| It’s Christmas morning
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| There are those who go to church they kneel down to pray
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| For loved ones who have left to serve so far away
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| & for a Middle Eastern baby born on that very day
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| It’s Christmas morning
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| Christmas morning finally has come
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| It has meaning for each & everyone
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| Christmas morning I’m afraid to think
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| This time we are headed to the brink
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| A week from today we begin a brand new year
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| Let us all be hopeful, men & women of good cheer
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| And resolve to fight against stupidity and fear
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| It’s Christmas morning
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| And as awful as the world can be we are still alive
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| And if we’re very careful we might well survive
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| There are cures & solutions & there is compromise
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| Christmas morning
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| Christmas is for children I have heard it said
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| That’s why King Herod hated the babe in the manger bed
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| They all came to worship & adore the child instead |