THE CHRISTMAS PINES
Lovely, lovely, lovely pine trees,
All laden now with snow;
Old Santa Clans will need some helpers.
When the stormy north winds blow;
Oh, spread out your branches;
Come, sing now if you please;
Happy, happy times are coming,
And you will be Christmas trees.
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