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and 
The Mormon Tabernacle Choir, and 
The Robert Shaw Chorale

When the chorus sings behind you,
All they do is hum (hum)
Every hum is like an angel,
Then
sir"
Then she serves me coffee, tea, or seltzer
And each night when I retire, the Mormon Tabernacle choir sings
"Blumberg, bye bye"

I was in
And that's quite a group you have going for you
DM) There's no bigger choir that you could hire for singing Dean's song
SD) They make the Mormon Tabernacle
And that's quite a group you have going for you
DM) There's no bigger choir that you could hire for singing Dean's song
SD) They make the Mormon Tabernacle
And that's quite a group you have going for you
DM) There's no bigger choir that you could hire for singing Dean's song
SD) They make the Mormon Tabernacle
And that's quite a group you have going for you
DM) There's no bigger choir that you could hire for singing Dean's song
SD) They make the Mormon Tabernacle
What's a poor boy to do
It's such a pity 
What's a poor boy to do

You look strange, that's what I like
You look strange like me
Fit to be tied,
What's a poor boy to do
It's such a pity
What's a poor boy to do
You look strange, that's what I like
You look strange like me
Fit to be tied,
a poor boy to do
It's such a pity
What's a poor boy to do
You look strange, that's what I like
You look strange like me
Fit to be tied, a little
Bells will be ringing this sad sad New Years
Oh what a Christmas to have the blues
My baby's gone I have no friends
To wish me greetings once
Bells will be ringing
The glad, glad news
Oh, what a Christmas
To have the blues
My baby's gone
I have no friends
To wish me greetings
Once
Bells will be ringing
The glad glad news
Oh what a Christmas
To have the blues
My baby's gone
I have no friends
To wish me greetings
Oh once
Bells will be ringing this sad, sad New Years
Oh what a Christmas to have the blues
My baby's gone, I have no friends
To wish me greetings once
Bells will be ringing the glad, glad news
Oh, what a Christmas to end the blues
My baby's gone, I have no friends
To wish me greetings, ooh, once
Bells will be ringing the glad, glad news
Oh, what a Christmas to end the blues
My baby's gone, I have no friends
To wish me greetings, ooh, once
[Chorus: Sera-Lynn]
I like the way ya do me baby - keep it real!
I like the way you feel - keep it real!
I like the way ya do me baby - keep it
Christmas to me is wherever she might be
Singing carols with the choir, hanging stocking by the fire
Making Christmas bows, hanging mistletoe
Bells will be ringing the glad, glad news
Oh, what a Christmas to have the blues
My baby's gone, I have no friend
To wish me greeting, once again
Bells will be ringing
The glad, glad news
Oh, what a Christmas
To have the blues
My baby's gone
I have no friends
To wish me greetings
Once
case you can't get in

Don't wanna see you burn
Want to see you turn baby
And if you don't you'll be screaming like a little lady
Now do you hear me
Bells will be ringing this sad sad news
Oh, what a Christmas to have the blues
My baby's gone I have no friends
To wish me greetings once again
are barking, there must be someone around
I got my hammer ringin', pretty baby, but the nails ain't goin' down

You got something to say, speak or hold
You ain't that shy baby, don't be actin' bashful
Hands all in it like I'm pickin' out a raffle
Roll up, light a candle
Shot after shot, never runnin'
and get beheaded when
I swing my syntax like a scimitar
Similar to Sinbad, you'll get schooled by my seminar
You still haven't learned what your limits
Bells will be ringing the sad, sad news
Oh what a Christmas to have the blues
My baby's gone, I have no friends
To wish me greetings once again