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