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The neighbors all know when you're in town
It's the only time I turn the Christmas lights on
Don't you know, I only light up when you're around
I've been waiting all day to turn to night
Peek out the windows for your headlights
You show up fine at my front door
It's so divine
What I want this Christmas is that look upon your face
that there's no other place you'd rather be
Giving is receiving, I don't know if you see
The gifts you gave reflected back from me
When you look in the morning, the lights are still on
Some extra stars to greet the dawn
A kiss to end your visit, the highlight of my day, don't go away
What I want this Christmas is that look upon your face
that there's no other place you'd rather be
I'll leave up my Christmas lights all year round
if that's the only way I can be found
The neighbors all know when you're in town
It's the only time I turn the Christmas lights on
Don't you know, I only light up when you're around
Don't you know, I only light up when you're around
Don't you know, I only light up when you're around
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2. |
Down Home Christmas
03:28
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Down Home Christmas - Monika Bullette - ©2017
If you're down home this Christmas
I won't bother you
If you're down home this Christmas
I won't bother you
But if you're down this Christmas
But if you're down this Christmas
You know a place or two I can be found
When you drive down that highway
See the trees up on the cars
Do they know where they're going
Do they miss the stars
But if you're low this Christmas
if you're low this Christmas
I think you know that I will be around
If you're down home this Christmas
You wouldn't bother me
If you drove up my driveway
To see my Christmas tree
'Cause I know this Christmas
You could be low this Christmas
Come down home this Christmas
I think you know that I will be around
Monika Bullette - vocals, sounds
Phil Young - guitar, vocals
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Merry Christmas, baby,
I have just written “Dear”
And your name and a comma
On a card full of cheer
I signed it “love, from your baby”
I just need your new address
And a stamp that says forever
You used to say “forever and a day”
I've been good
I've been nice
Done what I should
Merry Christmas, baby
Sorry I was bad
What's one day in forever
With all that we had?
I've been good
I've been nice
Don’t think twice
Could I come to see you (I've been good)
On Christmas Day or Eve (I've been nice)
One day in forever (I've been good)
You used to say forever and a day
I've been good
I've been nice
I wish you could
Give me one day
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Christmas Makes Me Cry
03:12
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Christmas makes me cry
And you know why
All of the same reindeer games
And you don't even try
Hang my hopes for now
On the tallest bough - weigh it down
Lay down your sweet/grey head
On your feather bed and drift away
Why can you only show
Some love under mistletoe?
Christmas comes but once a year
With all the things supposed dear
Seems easy to make up and kiss
But you don't know what sorry is
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Christmas Blank
03:55
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Let’s walk against the forest fence
It won’t be like this ever again
The snow’s not like forgiving sand
Erasing steps with water’s hand
This field was once a drop-leaf table
And we played at being its centerpiece
But even geese can see from air
That all the setting’s disappeared
Don’t take that step you can’t unstep
But if you must let my foot fit where yours once was
Don’t speak those words you can’t unspeak
This field has no footprints and is so lovely
With a night as bright as this you see
The shapes you cast all fit to me
I try to leave less trace than you
As we skirt the edge beside the view
Don’t take a breath you can’t release
Into a plume of smoke I’m sure I’ll see
Don’t speak those words I can’t unhear
This field is so silent and is so lovely
To give is best than than to receive
So give a Christmas Blank to me
No words no deeds no traveling through
And I’ll give nothing back to you
Don’t take that step you can’t unstep
But if you must let my foot fit where yours once rests
Don’t speak those words you can’t unspeak
This field has no footprints and is so lovely
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The Finest Gifts
03:09
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Well I used to wait on Christmas for a call or card from you
‘Cause tradition keeps alive a thing or two
Joyful and triumphant just to hear your voice
My finest gifts I’d bring you
Is it just an obligation or a curiosity?
That would make you say my name at Christmas time.
All the white and drifted snow can’t bury you
What makes me think this year could too?
I still wait for you at Christmas
Though I doubt I’ll hear from you
I live far from where we lived when we were two
If you really wanted to you’d find me out
Your finest gifts you’d bring to me
written and executed by Hangnail Phillips
Lyrics by Monika Bullette
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7. |
The Big Countdown
03:44
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The Big Countdown - Monika Bullette ©2022
Ten, Nine, Eight
Has the year sealed your fate?
Welcome to the Big Countdown
Welcome to the Big Countdown
Seven, Six, Five
What a time to be alive
Carrying your memories
Carrying your memories
Used to think that you'd put it down
December wore the heavy crown
but one midnight don't change a place
One midnight's no saving grace
Four, Three
What you kept isn't free
Paying for the Big Countdown
Paying for the Big Countdown
The Big Countdown
The Big Countdown
Two, One
Put it down, and you'll be done
Midnight comes
Midnight stays
The next midnight's a day away
The Big Countdown
The Big Countdown
The Big Countdown
The Big Countdown
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