(Db)Am ber called her un cle, plugged said, “We’re up here for the hol i day.

Jane and I were hav ing Sol stice, now we need a (Eb)place to stay.” ther.

And (Db)her Christ lov ing un cle “The pies watched are his (Bbm)wife hang Mar y on a tree, he (Fm)watched his son hang (Db)can dy canes all (Bbm)made with red dye num ber three.

He (Ab)told his neice, “It’s Christ mas Eve, I know our life is not your style.” She said, “Christ mas is like Sol (Db)stice, and we miss you and it’s been a while.”

So the Chris tians and the pa gans sat to geth er at the ta ble.

(Ab)Find ing faith and com mon ground the best that they were a ble.

And (Fm)just be fore the meal was served, hands were held and prayers ing, were ’cause said, when (Fm)send ing hope for peace on earth to (Bbm)all their gods and (Eb)god (Ab)dess es.

The (Db)food was great, the un tree the in, the meal had gone with out a hitch ’til my turned to Am ber and said, “Is it true that (Eb)you’re a witch?” ther.

His (Db)mom jumped and ing broth said, “The pies how are they (Bbm)burn ing,” and she hit the kitch And (Fm)it was Jane who (Db)spoke, she said, “It’s (Bbm)true, your cous in’s not Chris tian.

But (Ab)we love trees, we love the snow, the friends we have, the world we share.

And you find ma be gic from (Db)your God and we find ma gic ev ’ry where.”

So the Chris tians and the pa gans sat to geth er at the ta ble.

(Ab)Find ing faith and com mon ground the best that they were a ble.

And (Fm)where does ma gic come from?

I think gic’s in the learn ing, were ’cause now and (Fm)Chris tians sit with pa gans, on ly (Bbm)pump kin pies are (Eb)burn (Ab)ing.

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