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Christmas Gets Worse Every Year Chords & Tabs

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Christmas Gets Worse Every Year Chords

   
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INTRO
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Verse 1
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The tinsel/s tangled up again
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And the tree/s not standing straight
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I/ve switched on all the lights
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But they won/t illumin  -  ate


Verse 2
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The angel at the top
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Looks like she/s going   to  fall
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And I swear when I was growing up
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The tree didn/t look that small


Verse 3
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Gone is the magic of Christmas
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When did it all disappear
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The true meaning seems to have missed us
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And Christmas gets worse every year


Verse 4
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The decorations do their best
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But the house still feels the    same
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Guess a pic ture    of you/s still a picture of you
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Though it/s got tinsel on its frame


Verse 5
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And I don/t want to go out to the city
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Cos I/m scared there/s no escape
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And I can/t even wrap up this present without 
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losing the end of the selotapte


Verse 6
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Oh won/t you come back oh St Nicholas,
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Rudolf your red nosed reindeer?
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I do hope they haven/t dismissed us
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Now that Christmas gets worse every year
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[Middle 8]
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I don/t understand why I/m taking it out on Christmas
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When it/s been like this for most of the year
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Everything that I   ha - ave  tried has failed
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And now my hopes are turning to fear


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And so I wrote to Santa
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I said – please won/t you arrange
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For the… bad luck that I/ve been ha – aa – ving
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Oh can/t you find some way for it to change?

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Verse 7
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The one thing that I want this Christmas
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one dream that I hope comes true
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oh what I would give
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to share Christmas with you


Verse 8
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We never seem to get it together
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I always felt you were slipping away
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So tonight I/m getting desperate,
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Gonna get down on my knees and pray


Verse 9
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I say – dear god please let her meet me outside the cathedral
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I/ll look her straight in the eye
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I/ll tell her that I/ve always loved her
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Since the heavens set stars in the sky


Verse 10
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And seeing her there, with a ribbon in her hair
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As the snow    beg- ins to fall
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She/ll lean in and she/ll kiss me
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And it/ll be – the best Christmas – of all