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I usually pass along the lyrics for some kind of cynical song at Christmas time, because I'm cynical about the holiday. :) But, I've pretty much run the gamut of those songs that I really know of. So, I've gone a different route this year. One of my favorite Christmas songs, believe it or not, that you've probably never heard of. The Little Blue Bell. Part of me likes to still believe that the lyrics are possible, that a miracle can come along and change things. But, most of me knows it doesn't. :wink:

 

 

At Christmas time in the steeple high, the bells would proudly ring

To tell the world of the joy and cheer that Christmas day would bring

But, one little bell in the steeple high

Could only hang alone and cry

No matter how he'd try and try

Poor little thing

He couldn't ring

At all

All the other bells in the steeple high saw all his lonely tears

And watched him try his best to ring each Christmas through the years

But the little blue bell in the steeple tall

Just cried when Christmas came to call

Oh like I said in spite of all

Poor little thing

He couldn't ring

At all

One Christmas eve in the steeple high an angle did appear

She smiled and said to the little blue bell, "I've come to dry yours tears."

And on that night so the story's told

She changed the little blue bell to the purest gold

With the richest tone to hold and hold

Proud little thing,

Just hear him ring

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