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Snow fills the fields we used to know
And the little park where we would go
Sleeps far below in the snow.
Gone, it's all over and you're gone
But the memory lives on
Although on dreams lie buried in the snow.
Sometimes the wind blows through the trees
And I think I hear you calling me
But all I see is...
Snow everywhere I go
As the cold winter sun sinks low
I walk alone through the snow.
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Away in a Manger
00:57
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Jingle Bells
00:20
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Santa knows what I want for Christmas
But Jesus knows what I need
It can't be purchased wrapped up and placed
Under an eight foot tree
I need patience, kindness - virtues like these
To bend on my knee at the manger
Santa may bring things that last for a year
But eternal gifts come from the Savior
Some days come where I'm plaiin selfish
I can't think of no one but me
Then I think of all that I'm blessed with
And that's always best to give than to receive
I need faithfulness, love, generosity
To open my home to a stranger
Santa may bring things that last for a year
But eternal gifts come from the Savior
I need patience, kindness, generosity
To bend on my knee at the manger
Santa may bring things that last for a year
But eternal gifts come from the Savior
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White Christmas
01:06
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You were so smart then
In your jacket and coat
My softest red scarf was warming your throat
Winter was on us
At the end my nose
And I'll never love England more than when covered in snow
But a friend of mine says it good to hear
That you believe in love even if set in fear
Well, I'll hold you there brother and set you straight
I only believe true love is frail and willing to break
I will come back here, bring me back when I'm old
I want to lay here forever in the cold
I might be cold but I'm just skin and bones
And I'll never love England more than when covered in snow
I wrote my name in your book
Only God knows why
And I bet you that he cracked a smile
And I'm clearing all the stuff out of my room
Trying desperately to figure out what it is that makes me blue
And I wrote in a big letter to you
And it's 22 pages front and back but it's too good to be used
And I tried to be someone who likes to be used
I'm too good for that, there's a mind under this hat
And I called them all and told them I've got to move
And I'm out on my own
It's too hard
I'm out on my own
It's too hard
Feel like running
Feel like running
Running off
And we will keep you
We will keep you little one
Safe from harm
Like an extra arm, you are a part of us
You were so smart then
In your jacket and coat
My softest red scarf was warming your throat
Winter will leave us
Left the end of my nose
Well, goodbye old England until next year's snow
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Eric Coomer Nashville, Tennessee
Nashville based singer/songwriter and multi-instrumentalist Eric Coomer sings from the perspective of a fellow traveler who understands well the doubts and frustrations as well as the joy and laughter this life brings.
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