We come in from our travelsLay our gifts beneath the treemy mothers in the kitchenthe parade is on tvmy father's with his fathertheir setting out some toysthe kids All want the train he's hadsince he was a boy to be with youto be with youi love this time of yearit always brings me hereto be with you I fall in with my sistersjust like when we were youngmy grandma holds the babyshe rocks and softly humswe gather round the tablewe close our eyes and singPraise God From whom all blessings flow to be with youto be with youi love this time of yearit always brings me hereto be with you Praise God From whom all blessings flow We set our milk and cookiesthe kids are quick to bedthey know St. Nick is comingand nothing need be saidwe gather by the firereminiscing by it's lightthe kids will be up earlybut it's hard to say goodnight to be with youto be with youi love this time of yearit always brings me hereto be with you
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