| I love candied yam
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| Hooray for the country ham
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| Hear the sleigh bells ring
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| Hear Bing Crosby sing
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| A winter wonderland
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| I have so much to say
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| But I never could find a way
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| But even the blind can see
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| All you mean to me
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| On this Christmas day
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| You’re smoking a corn cob pipe
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| Know that you’re just my type
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| Your legs are thin and long
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| Your eggnog’s really strong
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| Your oranges are ripe
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| I love apple pie
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| I will till the day I die
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| A snowman’s in the lane
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| He’s scared of acid rain
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| Hey man, so am I
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| So let the chestnuts roast
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| They want me to give a toast
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| I promise to keep it clean
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| Not to make a scene
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| Or insult the host
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| Drummer boy ain’t dumb
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| He plays a rum-pum-pom
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| He marches around the trees
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| A joyous jubilee
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| Until his hands are numb
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| An old man by the tree
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| He said as he waved at me
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| «I bet the first Noel
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| Back in Israel
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| Was a sight to see»
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| You’re my guiding light
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| Made me feel alright
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| And even the blind can see
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| All you’ve done for me
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| On this Christmas night
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| On this Christmas night |