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CLooking out the window of this hollywood Dmhotel, GYoud never know that it was christmas Ceve. CThe billboards and the neon took the place of Dmsilver bells, GAnd the temperature is 84 Cdegrees. AmI can hear the traffic on the Emcrowded strip below AmAs the palm trees poke their heads above the Emscene CTheres not a single reindeer and it hardly Dmever snows, And sGanta drives a rolls royce Climosine.
AmBut all along the rockies you can Emfeel it in the air AmFrom telluride to boulder down Embelow CThe closest thing to heaven on this planet DManywhere GIs a quiet christmas morning in the colorado Csnow
CI remember christmases when I was just aDm boy GIn the morning I would run to see the Ctree. CAnd the carolers on the hillside sang their Dmsongs of christmas joy GWell, I always thought they sang them just fCor me. AmNow the sun is setting in the Emcalifornia sky AmAnd I cant find the spirit Emanywhere CSo I think its time for me to tell los anDmgeles goodbye GIm going back home toook for christmas Cthere
AmBut all along the rockies you can Emfeel it in the air AmFrom telluride to boulder down Embelow CThe closest thing to heaven on this planet DManywhere GIs a quiet christmas morning in the colorado Csnow