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The Singers Unlimited - Bright, Bright, the Holly Berries lyrics
Bright, bright the holly berries in the wreath upon the door, Bright, bright the happy faces with the thoughts of joys in store. White, white the snowy meadow wrapped in slumber deep and sweet White, white the mistletoe 'neath which two lovers meet. This is Christmas, this is Christmas, This is Christmas-time. Gay, gay, the children's voices filled with laughter, filled with glee, Gay, gay the tinsled things upon the dark and spicy tree. Day, day, when all mankind may hear the angel's song again, Day, day when Christ was born to bless the sons of men. This is Christmas, this is Christmas, This is Christmas-time. Sing, sing, ye heavenly host to tell the blessed Savior's birth; Sing, sing in holy joy, ye dwellers all upon the earth. King, King yet tiny Babe come down to us from God above, King, King of every heart which opens wide to love. This is Christmas, this is Christmas, This is Christmas-time. |
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