| One Christmas many years ago when I was just a boy
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| I walked along those snowy streets, the windows full of toys
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| My mom and dad both held my hands, a crowd was up ahead
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| They gathered 'round a man who sang, and this is what he said
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| I’d like to teach the world to sing in perfect harmony
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| I’d like to hold it in my arms and keep it company
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| I’d like to see the world for once all standing hand in hand
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| And hear them echo through the hills for peace throughout the land
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| Then all at once he disappeared within a flash of light
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| His tattered coat was left behind, his sleigh was taking flight
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| And I still hear that melody that echoed through the night
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| I’d like to teach the world to sing in perfect harmony
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| I’d like to hold it in my arms and keep it company
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| I’d like to see the world for once all standing hand in hand
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| And hear them echo through the hills for peace throughout the land
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| As a child I asked the man in red
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| «Hey Santa, what’s your Christmas wish?»
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| And this is what he said
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| I’d like to teach the world to sing in perfect harmony
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| I’d like to hold it in my arms and keep it company
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| I’d like to see the world for once all standing hand in hand
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| And hear them echo through the hills for peace throughout the land
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| Sing it now 'oh
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| 'oh
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| 'oh
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| (I'd like to teach the world to sing, in perfect harmony)
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| (I'd like to teach the world to sing, in perfect harmony)
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| (I'd like to teach the world to sing, in perfect harmony)
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| (I'd like to teach the world to sing, in perfect harmony) |