Verse
C# Cm
Dime store bulbs, they're hangin' in rows
A# D#
and I'm wonderin' what could they mean
C# Cm
old Ebenezer's free with wires for roots
A# D# D#7
and an angel cut from an old magazine
[Chorus]
G# Cm
Oh my Christmas tree will never get to grow
A#m G# C#
into all its mighty rings but for a month or so
Cm
oh the joy it'll know
A#m G#
and all the spirit that it brings
[Verse 2]
C# Cm
Wouldn't ya know them bulbs used to grow
A# D#
like apples for pickin' from trees
C# Cm
and its spirit's forever and life overflows
A# D# D#7
and it must be why they call it the evergree-ee-een
[Chorus]
G# Cm
Oh my Christmas tree will never get to grow
A#m G# C#
into all its mighty rings but for a month or so
Cm
oh the joy it'll know
A#m G#
and all the spirit that it brings
[Verse 3]
C# Cm
There's still some of them out there in the snowy night
A# D#
There's some of them inside by the fire
C# Cm
They gaze through the window of love's warm glow
A# D# D#7
and they dream of growin' up higher and higher
[Chorus]
G# Cm
Oh my Christmas tree will never get to grow
A#m G# C#
into all its mighty rings but for a month or so
Cm
oh the joy it'll know
A#m G#
and all the spirit that it brings