'Bout three nights before every Christmas
We'd load Mr. Bradley's truck with hay.
Seven thirty on the dot, on the church parking lot
We'd pile in that old truck and ride away.

Just a bunch of kids singing Christmas carols
To the hospital and the old folks home.
Sometimes we'd go in, and sing 'em all again
To a shut-in who was living all alone.

Singing Joy to the world, the Lord is come
Let earth receive her King!
And at Christmas each year, I still love to hear
The carols us kids used to sing.

Then one year all of us decided
Everyone would bring some food on Christmas Eve.
Brought a turkey and some toys
To some underprivileged boys
Who lived with their grand ma on relief.

She had told them there wouldn't be a Christmas
And the look on their faces, I still see.
I'm glad for what we did
'Cause we made some happy kids
Dance 'round where there might of been a tree.

Singing Joy to the world, the Lord is come
Let earth receive her King!
And at Christmas each year, I still love to hear
The carols us kids used to sing.

Singing Joy to the world, the Lord is come
Let earth receive her King!
And at Christmas each year, I still love to hear
The carols us kids used to sing.

Singing Joy to the world, the Lord is come
Let earth receive her King!
And at Christmas each year, I still love to hear
The carols us kids used to sing.

 

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