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By Lord Relator
This is the time of the year most people start to prepare
Unconsciously we sing the refrain, "Christmas is here once again."
Anxiously your pores start to raise, the radio say, "Ten more shopping days."
So is a hustle and a bustle in preparation for the Christmas celebration.
Christmas is yours, Christmas is mine
A feeling of joy, it's so divine
So let us all rejoice and let the voices sing,
"Glory to the newborn King!"
Is now Mummy worrying about getting some new curtains
And then of course, the usual quarrel when he forget to buy the sorrel
Mummy blood pressure cause a big headache
No currants and raisin to make fruit cake
Daddy money short, he in a real jam, we ent sure if we eating ham.
Christmas is yours, Christmas is mine
A feeling of joy, it's so divine
So let us all rejoice and let the voices sing,
"Glory to the newborn King!"
A different breeze start to blow, you get goose pimples from head to toe
And then the music begin to play leading up to Christmas Day
By now the spirit gripping you tight, is parang and carols filling the night
And before you could wink, you yourself can't believe you right into Christmas Eve.
Christmas is yours, Christmas is mine
A feeling of joy, it's so divine
So let us all rejoice and let the voices sing,
"Glory to the newborn King!"
Christmas, we must remember, means the birth of our Saviour
It ent too late then to make a start to keep Him in our heart
Because is He who recommend peace and goodwill to all men
So that we can share without any fear, greetings true and sincere.
Christmas is yours, Christmas is mine
A feeling of joy, it's so divine
So let us all rejoice and let the voices sing,
"Glory to the newborn King!"
Christmas is yours, Christmas is mine
A feeling of joy, it's so divine
So let us all rejoice and let the voices sing,
"Glory to the newborn King!"
Christmas is yours, Christmas is mine
Christmas is yours, Christmas is mine...
Source: The lyrics posted on this blog are often transcribed directly from performances. Although it is my intention to faithfully transcribe I do not get all the words and I have a knack for hearing the wrong thing. Please feel free to correct me or to fill in the words that I miss by dropping me a message via e-mail. I'd be forever grateful. Thanks in advance! ..............................................................................................................................
A Note From The Gull
Thank you, Lord Relator!
"Patria est communis omnium parens" - Our native land is the common parent of us all. Keep it beautiful, make it even more so.
Blessed is all of creation
Blessed be my beautiful people
Blessed be the day of our awakening
Blessed is my country
Blessed are her patient hills.
Mweh ka allay!
Guanaguanare
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