written by Melvin Knoblett
Intro: Last Line of Verse
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| I rem | ember every year I would make my list and have it r | eady for Santa C | laus. |
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| But at s | even years old I made a mistake and my h | and written list got l | ost. |
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| So when I s | at on Santa’s lap I just let him know that I d | idn’t want anymore s | ocks. |
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| Then I w | ent back home and just w | aited for the day when I could o | pen up S | anta Claus’ b | ox. |
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| That h | ad to be the best Christmas I ever had, ole S | anta Claus sure came t | hrough. |
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| I c | ouldn't remenber what was on my list, but it d | idn't matter any w | ho.. |
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| I used the | pop gun to try and defend my self, and watched my s' | linky walk down the s | tairs. |
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| I kept the t | wo dollar bill 'cause it b | rought me luck, and n | ow I take it e | very | where. |
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| F# | B | D#dim | |
| I used the | pop gun to try and defend my self, and watched my s' | linky walk down the s | tairs. |
| F# | D#m | G# | C# | F# | F#7 | |
| I kept the t | wo dollar bill 'cause it b | rought me luck, and n | ow I take it e | very | where. |
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