| Old December’s here at last, a time for celebration
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| Christmas present, Christmas past
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| Tumble down together like the snow, what a show
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| Now the snowman someone made is melting by the road side
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| On the wind, a serenade
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| Children’s voices singing, I believe, I believe in us, I believe
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| On Christmas morning, you awaken with a smile
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| You hold me in your arms, we watch the snowflakes fly
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| And then you love me and I realize how sweet our love can be
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| All the memories coming back again each year on Christmas morning
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| Sentimental melodies surround me like an old friend
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| She spent the winter here with me
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| Silently we watched the seasons change
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| And they change so fast and fade away
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| On Christmas morning, you awaken with a smile
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| You hold me in your arms, we watch the snowflakes fly
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| And then you love me and I realize how sweet our love can be
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| All the memories coming back again, take me back in time
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| On Christmas morning, you awaken with a smile
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| You hold me in your arms, we watch the snowflakes fly
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| And then you love me and I realize how sweet our love can be
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| All the memories coming back again in time
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| Oh, Christmas morning
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| Oh, Christmas morning
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| Oh, Christmas morning |