D
All the streets are filled with laughter and light
G A
And the music of the season,
D
And the merchants' windows are all bright
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With the faces of the children,
G D
And the families hurrying to their homes
G D
As the sky darkens and freezes
G D
Will be gathering around their hearths and tables
Bm A
Giving thanks for God's graces
G A D
And the birth of the rebel Jesus.
D
Well, they call him by The Prince of Peace
G A
And they call him by The Savior,
D
And they pray to him upon the seas
Dmaj7 Bm
And in every bold endeavor,
G D
And they fill his churches with their pride and gold
G D
As their faith in him increases,
G D
But they've turned the nature that I worship in
Bm A
From a temple to "a robbers' den,"
G A D
In the words of the rebel Jesus.
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D
We guard our world with locks and guns
G A
And we guard our fine possessions,
D
And once a year when Christmas comes
Dmaj7 Bm
We give to our relations,
G D
And perhaps we give a little to the poor
G D
If the generosity should seize us,
G D
But if any one of us should interfere
Bm A
In the business of why they are poor,
G A D
They get the same as the rebel Jesus.
D
But pardon me if I have seemed
G A
To take the tone of judgment,
D
For I've no wish to come between
Dmaj7 Bm
This day and your enjoyment.
G D
In this life of hardship and of earthly toil
G D
There's a need for anything that frees us,
G D
So I bid you pleasure and I bid you cheer
Bm A
From a heathen and a pagan
G A D
On the side of the rebel Jesus.
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