This year, Christmas won't be the same
There'll be laughter but there will be pain
This year, we'll be missing a familiar face
We'll be setting one less place
But, oh, what a Christmas she'll have
There will be singing in Heaven on Christmas morn
There will be rejoicing in Heaven on Christmas morn
Just like once in Bethlehem
They'll be gathered 'round the King
And there will be joy in Heaven on Christmas morn
This year, we'll still celebrate the day
In that same old familiar way
This year, when we're putting up the tree
We'll smile with every sweet memory
Caue, oh, what a Christmas she'll have
And it's all right to be sad on Christmas morn
And it's all right to cry on Christmas morn
Because once on Calvary
They gathered 'round the King
There will be joy in Heaven on Christmas morn
She'll be singing in Heaven on Christmas morn
She'll be rejoicing in Heaven on Christmas morn
In Heaven and on earth
We'll all gather 'round the King
And there will be joy in Heaven on Christmas morn
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