[Chorus]
Oh, my Christmas tree
Will never get to grow
Into all its mighty rings
But for a month or so
All the joy I don't know
And all the spirit that it brings
[Verse 1]
Dime store hopes
They're hanging in rows
And I'm wondering what could they mean
Old Ebenezer's free
With wires for roots
And an angel cut from an old magazine
[Chorus]
Oh, my Christmas tree
Will never get to grow
Into all its mighty rings
But for a month or so
All the joy I don't know
And all the spirit that it brings
[Verse 2]
Wouldn't ya know
Them bulbs used to grow
Like apples for picking from trees
And its spirit's forever
And life overflows
And it must be why they call it
Evergreen
Oh, my Christmas tree
Will never get to grow
Into all its mighty rings
But for a month or so
All the joy I don't know
And all the spirit that it brings
[Verse 1]
Dime store hopes
They're hanging in rows
And I'm wondering what could they mean
Old Ebenezer's free
With wires for roots
And an angel cut from an old magazine
[Chorus]
Oh, my Christmas tree
Will never get to grow
Into all its mighty rings
But for a month or so
All the joy I don't know
And all the spirit that it brings
[Verse 2]
Wouldn't ya know
Them bulbs used to grow
Like apples for picking from trees
And its spirit's forever
And life overflows
And it must be why they call it
Evergreen
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