Show Christmas Greetings Now we ve have none of the Jingling dough That some folks rave about And jingle pennies to and fro Till they wear their pockets out And we e have none of our treasures hid Like weve we've been told in story Were We're laid up by Old Captain Kidd Who's now gone to his glory Nor have we many gifts and toys Like Santas Santa's fond of sending To all deserving girls and boys Each Christmas never ending We cannot sing the latest songOr song songOr songOr Or play upon the lute Nor can we entertain the throng With music from tram the flute But we can say the things we Me feelAnd feel feelAnd feelAnd And feel the things we say And so we wish you evry weal This Happy Christmas day The folks at home are dear to us There Is no room to doubt But they all an live so near to us They seldom find it out And for tor that reason let us say And our hearts go with the sending Bending Peace to all this Christmas Day Our love is your unending MART ZONA I |