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