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of Bogota
Is a lovely little country known as Panama

Goodbye Macy's goodbye baby So long Christmas white
We'll see how that canal looks all decked out in

at the Animal Christmas do
There's a Ferret, and a Guinea Pig and a fluffy, white Shitzu
The Kittens are getting sleeping
And the Monkeys are very cheeky

" twas the night
Before Christmas and
Uhi already read that part pick
It up from here, brocko
Right

The stockings were hung by
The chimney with care
In

Christmas time I'm by your side
I won't let you go now baby
All red and white I'm by your side
I won't let you go this Christmas time

Won't let you go this

trees
And our Christmas won't be white
Except the sand in the moonlight
But we'll open presents all night long
Until they're gone

Christmas is fun when

My white Christmas
Looks a little different
Than ours did in Virginia
Packed my car up
Drove it down to Florida
By myself thought I would miss ya

There is a special time of year which is very revered
A man with a white beard that owns several dozen deer
With a giant filled sack that sees no

Ho Ho Ho Its Christmas


Carol Singers are calling,
white snow is falling

Magic's in the air tonight

Am I right in saying

tonight we will stay in,

Is it too early for decorations
I'm in the mood for celebrations
Hope that it snows a blanket of white
Counting the days until Christmas night

I'm

mountains
And all those "Christmas trees"
Christmas in Colorado
Sounds like a plan to me

Green chiles roasted by a roadside fire
Tamales steaming up in rows

stand true
God, country, family
Red, white and blue

Two years went by to the man it felt like five
In his barracks wondering if tomorrow would he still

all this white
I know that I'm alright
Winter proved
To be my hope and my light
Now Christmas spirit's alive
Bringing me back to life
Wonder what

The Graveyard of the Outcast Dead

Frank Turner

The Graveyard of the Outcast Dead

2019

They buried my body on Christmas
In the ground by the south river bank
Worked to my death, for my very last breath
I'd the Winchester bishops

hair, grow our crops and make our food?
I know it's not gonna be me, I am not in the mood
To hop on a big green tractor like my name is Jason Aldean

make our way to the ballet.
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We'll go walkin' by the pretty windows
Up and down Fifth Avenue at night.
Let's spend Christmas in New York this year

Christmas in Heaven

Scotty McCreery

Christmas with Scotty McCreery

2012

angels silent night
I wonder, what Christmas in Heaven is like

There's a little manger scene
Down on Third and Main
I must've walked right by it

And fightin' off them summer blues
Guess the year flew by
Now it's Christmas time with you

There's a crow talkin' up a storm
On a pine tree in the yard
He's

facto" means
But if I sound smart, you'll get caught in my tractor beams
Got a batch of dreams I'm tryna realize swiftly
Not a one of them is gonna work

know I'm that man, on a motherfuckin' mission

Money in my hand and I spend it like it's Christmas
Workin' on the brand, cause I'm all about my business

Where Are You Now My Son

Joan Baez

Where Are You Now, My Son?

1973

(Words and Music by Joan Baez)

It's walking to the battleground that always makes me cry
I've met so few folks in my time who weren't afraid to die

Caroline, it’s Christmas time
But I’m not hearing any bells
Every day ends the same
Got me checking the mail
Postcards of lost hearts in love

peace on Christmas Eve
Peace at the waterhole

Ukuthula kwaKhisimusi
Emthonjeni

Vrede, vrede, volkome vrede
By die drinkplek op Oukersaand

rattlin' to the Christmas tunes
cs I took a sneak-peak into the room

By the record player was a figure I knew  
c fat old fella in a bright red suit  

It

don't do shit
Gotta get back in the stu, gotta make it
Watch me when I make it, break the matrix
Watch me get a motherfucking house by the forest with all