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Last Christmas
04:21
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last Christmas I gave you my heart
and the very next day, you gave it away.
this year, to save me from tears,
i'll give it to someone special
memory in timeless wandering air
memory, a burden that we share
brother you are hardly lost for words,
you are not a stranger of this earth
ever we come back to silent ends
winter cold has come and gone again
there is little more left to be said,
won't you come and join me on this sled?
all the other million careless things
all the other children caroling
never was a calling, never felt
like you were a lover to be held
twenty-seven years have met their end
twenty-seven winters gone again
lover find it easy to pretend
all the world will bless you where you stand
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Christmas Time is Here
03:20
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Christmas time is here
Happiness and cheer
Fun for all that children call
Their favorite time of year
Snowflakes in the air
Carols everywhere
Olden times and ancient rhymes
Of love and dreams to share
Sleigh bells in the air
Beauty everywhere
Yuletide by the fireside
And joyful memories there
Christmas time is here
Families drawing near
Oh, that we could always see
Such spirit through the year
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Ballad of the Carpenter
03:17
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oh Jesus was a working man
and a hero you shall hear,
he was born in the town of Bethlehem
at the turning of the year,
at the turning of the year.
oh he became a journeyman
and he traveled far and wide,
and he saw how wealth and poverty
live always side by side,
live always side by side.
so he said "come all you working folks,
you farmers and weavers too,
if you would only stand as one
this world belongs to you,
this world belongs to you."
when the workers heard was Jesus said
they discussed what they should do
so they formed a committee of the Twelve
to see their struggle through,
to see their struggle through.
when the rich men heard what the carpenter had done,
to the Roman troops they ran
saying "put this rebel Jesus down,
he's a threat to God and man
he's a threat to God and man."
so Jesus hid among the poor,
for the poor were his own kind
and they wouldn't let the cops get near enough
to take him down the line
to take him down the line.
the commander of the occupying troops
just laughed and then he said
"there's a cross to spare on Cavalry hill
by the weekend he'll be dead
by the weekend he'll be dead."
so Jesus sat in his prison cell
and they beat him and offered him bribes
to desert the cause of his fellow man
and to work for the rich man's tribe
to work for the rich mans tribe.
and the sweat stood out upon his brow
and the blood was in his eye
and they nailed his body to the Roman cross
and they laughed as they watched him die
they laughed as they watched him die.
Two-thousand years have passed and gone,
and many a hero too,
but the dreams of this poor carpenter
still remain in the hands of you
still remain in the hands of you.
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Pablo O'Connell New York, New York
oboist, multi-instrumentalist, songwriter, good time haver
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