Ray Charles - Here We Come A-Caroling/We Wish You a Merry Christmas Lyrics
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Here We Come A-Caroling/We Wish You a Merry Christmas
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What Are The Lyrics For Here We Come A-Caroling/We Wish You a Merry Christmas By Ray Charles?
Here we come a-caroling
Among the leaves so green Here we coma a-wandering So fair to be seen Love and joy come to you And to you glad Christmas too And God bless you and send you A Happy New Year And God send you a Happy New Year We are not daily beggars That go from door to door But we are friendly neighbors Whom you have seen before Love and joy come to you And to you glad Christmas too And God bless you and send you A Happy New Year And God send you a Happy New Year We wish you a Merry Christmas We wish you a Merry Christmas We wish you a Merry Christmas And a Happy New Year Good tidings to you Wherever you are Good tidings for Christmas And a Happy New Year We wish you a Merry Christmas We wish you a Merry Christmas We wish you a Merry Christmas And a Happy New Year We wish you a Merry Christmas We wish you a Merry Christmas We wish you a Merry Christmas And a Happy New Year |
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What's The Duration Of The Here We Come A-Caroling/We Wish You a Merry Christmas By Ray Charles?The duration of Here We Come A-Caroling/We Wish You a Merry Christmas is 1:37 minutes and seconds. |
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