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