But the rocks roll strong all night long Another Park Street life, the age old story And now the coke dealers take all the glory They're the ones you
there had been some black people watching basketball then we'd be ghetto the motherfuckers racist. It seems the prettiest girls the ones that get the
Heavy chains have been broken The old ones have spoken Old young friend of ours It won't be long until we can touch the stars Like a quicksilver flash
pray to God, it never goes away And a childhood prayer should never be denied As the night rolls on till it?s carolized Carolized Carolized Carolized Carolized
Carol (Christmas children live in a Christmas daydream) Sing a Christmas Carol (Christmas children hunger for Christmas morning) Sing a Christmas Carol
wherever you go Trees with full branches were the first ones to go I remember the children who came to the door And sang out the carols we all used
Young ones wait while the old ones make up Tales of how it used to be China dolls, candy corn, painted wooden toys Treasures found to the wondrous sound Of caroling
When I was young every Christmas eve I could not sleep Tryin' to catch that old St. Nick Leavin' presents under my tree And every year I'd fall asleep
old Christmas Children Sing a Christmas carol Sing a Christmas carol Christmas children live in a Christmas daydream Sing a Christmas carol Sing a Christmas
when I was little before life on my own Nothing could be better than the Christmas here with you Family joined together, loved ones old and new As we
Fa la la la la fa la la la la la la... Oh, hey When I was young every Christmas Eve I could not sleep Trying to catch that old St. Nick Leaving presents
Stockings and presents under the tree Old Christmas carols being sung on the streets Lights fill the air, loves everywhere (Christmas always brings us
grow old Christmas is coming, may joy fill your home And the spirit be with you wherever you go Trees with full branches were the first ones to go I
[Lyrics/Music: Jerry Goffin, Carole King (1968)] Hi de ho Hi de hi Gonna get me a piece of the sky Gonna get me some of that old sweet roll Singin' hi
(Amy Grant, Chris Eaton, Robert Marshall) We dim the light We stoke the fire We breathe the ever-green Young ones wait While the old ones make up Tales
if there had been some black people watching basketball then we'd be ghetto the motherfuckers racist. It seems the prettiest girls the ones that get
pray to god it never goes away and a childhood prayer should never be denied as the night rolls on till it?s carolized carolized carolized carolized carolized