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There's something I got to say If it takes all night I'll make it It's got to be that way It's in my heart you know I just can't fake it I'll always be there for you My only angel that's true And if you feel it as well...

Dashing through the snow On a one-horse open sleigh, Over the fields we go, Laughing all the way; Bells on bob-tail ring, making spirits bright, What fun it is to ride and sing A sleighing song tonight Jingle bells,...

City sidewalks busy sidewalks dressed in holiday style In the air there's a feeling of Christmas Children laughing people passing meeting smile after smile And on every street corner you hear Silver bells silver...

Written by jay livingston and ray evans City sidewalks, busy sidewalks, Dressed in holiday style. In the air there's a feeling of christmas. Children laughing, people passing, Meeting smile after smile. And on ev'ry...

I don't know how to help you out, to help you out. So if you want to, you can let it out, you can let it out So take it out on me Take it out on me No it wont change a thing Take it out And I will hold you, If...

Those evening bells! Those evening bells! How many a tale their music tells Of youth, and home and that sweet time, When last I heard their soothing chime. Those joyous hours are past away, And many a heart that then...

(Walsh, Morse) -------------------- Her letters gave me purpose Her letters gave me pride Armies far across the ocean Guns and letters by our side It was someone else's homeland It was someone else's war But at the line...

A distant calling, a faint echo from the past The bells are still tolling, the message of sadness and death In the city of Acheron The priests burned the Book Worshipped false Gods Scoffed at the good Desecrated...

What have you done to your land ? What have you done to your people ? And can't you give an helping hand ? Can't you hear all those cries ? Don't you have something to share ? See them suffering don't you care ? But now...

City sidewalks, busy sidewalks Dressed in holiday style In the air there's a feeling of Christmas Children laughing, people passing Meeting smile after smile And on every street corner you'll hear Silver bells, silver...

Passing Bells Passing Bells Call for me In my shroud I'm sentenced to death Passing Bells Call for me In my shroud I wait for final call When the morning comes I will hear the death drums Calls for me the last march...

Dashing through the snow In a one horse open sleigh O'er the fields we go Laughing all the way Bells in bobtails ring Making spirits bright What fun it is to ride and sing A sleighing song tonight Jingle...

Let's hear it now City sidewalks, busy sidewalks Dressed in holiday style In the air there's a feeling of Christmas Children laughing, people passing Meeting smile after smile And on every street corner you hear...

Dashing through the snow In a one horse open sleigh O'er the fields we go Laughing all the way Bells on bob tails ring Making spirits bright What fun it is to laugh and sing A sleighing song tonight Oh, jingle...

There's no place to lay my dead When I can't stay awake The growth I need is fettered with fear My heels dug in my place Keep your heart clasped into your hands Your family just knows half of where you've been...

Silver Bells Silver Bells Hear them ring Silver Bells City sidewalks Busy sidewalks Dressed in holiday style In the air there's a feeling of Christmas Children laughing People passing...

I have the invitation that you sent me you wanted me to see yoy change your name I couldn't stand to see you wed another I hope that you'll be happy just the same Wedding bells are ringing in the chapel that should be...

I think my girl is on heat Everytime I come in she just falls down on my feet I keep recognising strangers in the street And they're all from the same tree Turning like leaves in the street Always me but I never...

There's a village hidden deep in the valley among the pine trees half forlorn And there on a sunny morning little Jimmy Brown was born All the chapel bells were ringing in the little valley town And the songs that...

No one praying in the chapel Where so many prayed before And they let the bells get rusty Don't they care anymore? Rusty bells, rusty bells Call your people back again Call them back to kneel and pray Again, pray again...