written by Melvin Knoblett
Intro: Last Line of Verse
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| I rem | ember every year I would make my list and have it r | eady for Santa C | laus. |
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| But at s | even years old I made a mistake and my h | and written list got l | ost. |
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| So when I s | at on Santa’s lap I just let him know that I d | idn’t want anymore s | ocks. |
| A | F#m | B7 | E7 | A | A7 | |
| Then I w | ent back home and just w | aited for the day when I could o | pen up S | anta Claus’ b | ox. |
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| That h | ad to be the best Christmas I ever had, ole S | anta Claus sure came t | hrough. |
| A | B7 | E7 | |
| I c | ouldn't remenber what was on my list, but it d | idn't matter any w | ho.. |
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| I used the | pop gun to try and defend my self, and watched my s' | linky walk down the s | tairs. |
| A | F#m | B7 | E | A | A7 | |
| I kept the t | wo dollar bill 'cause it b | rought me luck, and n | ow I take it e | very | where. |
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| A | D | Gbdim | |
| I used the | pop gun to try and defend my self, and watched my s' | linky walk down the s | tairs. |
| A | F#m | B | E | A | A7 | |
| I kept the t | wo dollar bill 'cause it b | rought me luck, and n | ow I take it e | very | where. |
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