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THE country farmer has his joys	A
Of little city girls and boys	A
When brother Thomas brings his brood	B
Of motherless brats in Christmas mood	B
To try our country air and food	B
And O what splendid pies and cakes	C
Their pleased and pretty grandma makes	C
And O what squeals and stomach aches	C
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Poor Thomas shepherds him a flock	D
Of city souls as hard as rock	D
And though they will not fill his larder	E
He only preaches Christ the harder	E
But Ann though seven years my niece	F
Is still a pagan little piece	F
And as she often hints to me	G
She hates the sound of piety	G
Fair Inez is my ancient setter	E
Who lies by the fire when we will let her	E
Alas this amiable dog	H
Heard all the bitter dialogue	H
That passed between my niece and brother	E
Misunderstanding one another	E
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ANN	I
Father what will there be for me	G
To morrow on the Christmas tree	G
Have you told Santa what to bring	J
My pony my doll and everything	J
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THOMAS	K
My daughter Santa will know best	L
What to bring you and what the rest	L
But father and his little girl	M
And everybody in the world	N
Should dwell to night on higher things	O
For hark the herald angel sings	O
And in a manger poor and lowly	G
Lies little Jesus high and holy	G
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ANN	I
Father don't talk of little Jesus	K
You're only doing it to tease us	K
It isn't nearly time for bed	P
And I want to know what Santa said	P
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THOMAS	K
Jesus is better than any toys	A
For little sinning girls and boys	A
For Jesus saves but sin destroys	A
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And O it gives him sad surprise	Q
There must be tears in Jesus' eyes	Q
When little girls with bad behavior	E
Forget to own their Lord and Savior	E
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ANN	I
I didn't you know it isn't true	R
I say my prayers I always do	R
I know about Jesus very well	S
And God the Father Heaven and Hell	S
O please don't say it any more	T
You've said it so many times before	T
But tell me all about Santa instead	P
And about the horns on his reindeer's head	P
And what he will bring me on his sled	P
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THOMAS	K
This night he was born on earth for us	K
And can my daughter mock him thus	K
And care more for her worldly pleasures	U
Than Jesus' love and heavenly treasures	U
For Jesus didn't like to be	G
So crowned with thorns and nailed to tree	G
But there was a sinful world to free	G
And out he went to Gethsemane	I
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ANN	I
And left the twelve and went apart	V
O father I know it off by heart	V
Please father please don't finish it out	W
There's so much else to talk about	W
I ask about Santa and there you go	X
And now you're spoiling my Christmas so	X
And you are the wickedest man I know	X
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Disgraceful scenes require the curtain	I
But lest the moral be uncertain	I
I briefly bring the good report	Y
That valiant Thomas held the fort	Y
And wicked Ann was quite defeated	Z
In vain denied in vain entreated	Z
In vain she wailed in vain she wept	Z
And said a briny prayer and slept	Z
While Inez who had been perplexed	Z
To see good kinsfolk so much vexed	Z
When peace descended on the twain	I
Lay down beside the fire again	I

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