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Garth Brooks Garth Brooks The Magic Of Christmas

manger Come a Christmas morn Baby Jesus is born Tell the children of Abraham There's a star over Bethlehem And the light in the manger Come a Christmas

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Have yourself a merry little Christmas, let your heart be high From now all our troubles will be out of sight Have yourself a merry little Christmas,

Just hear those sleigh bells jingling Ring ting tingling too Come on it's lovely weather For a sleigh ride together with you Outside the snow is falling

to God the King And peace to men on earth O hear thy sacred angels As faith holds wide the door Then darkness wakes, the glory breaks As Christmas comes

a white Christmas With every Christmas card I write May your days be merry and bright And may all your Christmases be white I'm dreaming of a white Christmas

The weather outside is frightful But the fire is so delightful And since we've no place to go Let it snow, let it snow, let it snow Well, it doesn't

Oh, there's no place like home for the holidays 'Cause no matter how far away you roam If you long for the sunshine and a friendly gaze For the holidays

Ow May not know by lookin' at me Who you're looking at exactly Wonder who could that be in your stockin' Suit of red and cheeks of cherry Lookin' extraordinary