^GChristmas is coming ^CI can tell by the ^Gsmiles I remember the snowflakes that ^D7fell from the sky

^GAnd covered the village that ^Clay sleeping below Thank ^Ggoodness this season ^D7will never grow ^Gold

I look through my window ^Cwell into the ^Gnight Watching and waiting and ^D7hoping I might

^GSee one little reindeer ^Cfly through the snow Thank ^Ggoodness this season ^D7will never grow ^Gold

^CChristmas is coming may ^Gjoy fill your ^Amhome And the ^Gspirit be with you ^D7wherever you ^Ggo

Trees with full branches ^Cwere the first ones to ^Ggo I remember the children who ^D7came to the door

^GAnd sang out the carols we ^Call used to know Thank ^Ggoodness this season ^D7will never grow ^Gold

All round the fire the ^Cwarmth of the ^Gflame Tip-toeing softly ^D7trying not to awake

^GThe ones who lie waiting ^Cfor good things you know Thank ^Ggoodness this season ^D7will never grow ^Gold

^CChristmas is coming may ^Gjoy fill your ^Amhome And the ^Gspirit be with you ^D7wherever you ^Ggo

Anne Murray - This season will never grow old