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by: carmen bethel
because you have to have a christmas song for the reader
so I wrote this ...the way of an entertainer....
Where is Christmas on the map
Where the sugar drips off the trees
all year round
it's where a day without clouds is top priority
I am looking everyday, every spare moment
Because someone stole my Christmas
Looking at a pictures of all the happy faces of Christmas
What are these faces from the past trying to say?
I guess I'm bashful at the thought of being left out
Christmas day, monday, tuesday, wednesday, thursday, friday,
saturday, sunday.
At Christmas Day there is something for every one
Love is that old broom that won't sweep clean
If I find Christmas in my memories
I know to recall someone elses merriment,
a postcard day
I know to recall the captions of a broken heart...
Because someone stole my Christmas..
Christmas of yesteryear, daddy was drinking beer
Mama looked in the mirror to see if she could find some Christmas cheer
Oh, Oh it came upon a midnight clear.
if you r interested there is a part one 2007 ...a part two 2008 and this is part three 2009 ...
the other two parts can be found at: http://meatthat.livejournal.com
teacher said it doesn't matter if you celebrate Christmas ...people in the crowd do...
Tuesday, October 29, 2013
Wednesday, October 9, 2013
Song and Friends
By: carmenbethel
http://meatthat.livejournal.com
living my life I'm bound
leave all you've left
Keep misery from going round
Young and old well never wear a frown
This the plan I'm gonna .. shake your hand
Now I can
We are from the ground
Now I can shake your hand
You are my neighbor
When there is no work
Work is what we're doing
We are waiting for light to get going
Rest and all the rest
At dawn
Young or old we'll never wear a frown
http://meatthat.livejournal.com
living my life I'm bound
leave all you've left
Keep misery from going round
Young and old well never wear a frown
This the plan I'm gonna .. shake your hand
Now I can
We are from the ground
Now I can shake your hand
You are my neighbor
When there is no work
Work is what we're doing
We are waiting for light to get going
Rest and all the rest
At dawn
Young or old we'll never wear a frown
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