The week before Thanksgiving Day
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This town puts up its old display
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Streetlights hung with candy canes and bows
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The earlier it gets each year
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The scarcer is my Christmas cheer
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I guess I just like taking these things slow
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I really don't remember much
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Of Christmasses growing up
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Except the year the Beatles came to play
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On my record player that came from Sears
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That White Album filled my ears
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In 1968 on Christmas Day
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I haven't been to church since God knows when
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I'm not someone who usually attends
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Truth be told there's just two wishes
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On my list every Christmas
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Peace on earth and a snow storm now and then
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Now I pray that peace comes in our time
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It's hard enough to keep from crying
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When every bit of news just breaks your heart
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The same old stories, same old songs
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We dust them off when Christmas comes
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And for one day we just try to do our part
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And around here winter seems to come
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With rain and mud and bits of sun
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It's not exactly Currier and Ives
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I don't mind cold if it brings snow
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Alberta Clippers come and go
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But a dursting would make everything all right
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Perhaps a Christmas eve from long ago
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Delivered Christmas day with knee-high snow
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It's something lost but not forgotten
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Like candy hidden in a stocking
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That makes me every year wish it were so
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Because Christmas is for children's joy
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For every single girl and boy
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That's the truth we come to understand
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But the memories that don't let go
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Like Beatles songs and falling snow
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Can make us feel innocent again
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And maybe next year we won't go insane
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When they rush to hang the bows and candy canes
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Because peace will shine in me and you
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From Bethlehem to Timbuktu
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Even if the forecast is for rain
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Because peace will shine in me and you
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From Bethlehem to Timbuktu
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Even if the forecast is for rain
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Christmas Carol
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| Mary Chapin Carpenter |
