Here it is Christmas Day and you're many miles away
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And I wonder if you feel the way I do
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In the air there's happiness but in me there's loneliness
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For all I want for Christmas dear is you
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Presents wrapped in green and gold have no arms for me to hold
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No lips to whisper softly I love you
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Oh how happy I would be to find you underneath my tree
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For all I want for Christmas dear is you
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[ steel ]
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Presents wrapped in green and gold...
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All I Want For Christmas Is You
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| Buck Owens |
