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Steve Martin
Steve Martin
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Steep Canyon Rangers
Steep Canyon Rangers
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Steve Martin
Steve Martin
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Philip Barker
Philip Barker
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Charles Humphrey Iii
Charles Humphrey Iii
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Peter Asher
Peter Asher
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Every year the wife and I lay out the welcome mat For all the in-laws far and wide and our third cousin, Jack We trim the tree and hang the wreath and every time forget That what comes through our door each year Is the strangest Christmas yet Two full days fore Christmas Eve, grandma comes by car With a pumpkin pie that she had baked that tastes like her cigar She pulls up in a pickup truck with crazy Uncle Don He parks it where he does each year, right on our front lawn It's the strangest Christmas yet, so strange Strangest Christmas yet, Wooo It'll take some time to forget the strangest Christmas yet Oh lookie here the children dear have built a roaring fire Too bad it's in our driveway and with a stolen tire Then came time for photographs the camera's set to strobe And I said to Uncle Bob, "You wanna close your robe?" Cousin Billy likes his guns, and naturally he came armed He's on the lookout for invaders from the planet Zarn Uncle Teddy put on weight, he'd gotten rather large We couldn't take him through the door, he stayed in the garage It's the strangest Christmas yet, how strange Strangest Christmas yet, really strange It'll take some time to forget the strangest Christmas yet We blessed the food in different faith's that seemed to number seven And say a prayer that with just some help just might get to heaven Then from the garage we hear a sound that makes us ache Uncle Teddy with a voice so pure that your heart would break "Joy to the world" he knows no other line "Joy to the world" he sings it one more time "Joy to the world" we here it once again We all take hands and quiet down and let it all sink in I take him out a plate of food and thank him for the song He says so sorry that I might've got the words a little wrong We tip our glasses, give a hug, and toast to Christmas cheer And count the months until we get to see them all next year It's the strangest Christmas yet, we love it Strangest Christmas yet, can't wait till next year It'll take some time to forget the strangest Christmas yet Hey put down that spatula! Take some time to forget the strangest Christmas yet
Writer(s): Stephen Glenn Martin, Charles R Humphrey Iii, Phil Barker Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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