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Old December - Thea Gilmore
Bring bring bring it to me
Bright stars on another gilded tree
And for all of this time
There's a greater surprise
Sing sing sing for old December
Time time tell me there's still time
Season always warmth and crooked lines
Any joy that's been sown
Can hold a candle to the grown
Sing sing sing for old December
Old December
Old December
Home home I am coming home
Run run said the wheel and the microphone
And whoever you praise
Raise a glass to these days
Sing sing sing for old December
Yeah whoever you praise
Raise a glass for these days
Sing sing sing for old December
Sing sing sing for old December
Sing sing sing for old December