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Daddy Won’t Be Home Again For Christmas

В рубрике: Тексты песен — 14.06.2012

Daddy won't be home again for Christmas
And I just hope that this little check will fit
Daddy won't be home again for Christmas
But maybe this will serve to let you know I don't forget.

The Christmas tree where I'll be won't be lighted
But the rain cold will let me know December's here
Forgive me for the letters I don't answer
But I keep thinking I'll be home again each year.

Daddy won't be home again for Christmas
But here's hoping that this little check will fit
Daddy won't be home again for Christmas
But maybe this will serve to let you know I don't forget.

I know Santa Claus won't bring you all the things you need
But maybe he'll be kinder if he knows
That I won't be home this year to play the famous roll
And besides I'm much to thin to wear his cloths.

Daddy won't be home again for Christmas
But here's hoping that this little check will fit
Daddy won't be home again for Christmas
But maybe this will serve to let you know I don't forget...


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