A warm wind is blowing through the valleys and the mountain tops
Down the road to a place we know so well
The children are running with ribbons in their baby hands
While we all gather 'round the Giving Tree
Let's sing songs, the blue ones, let's sing about the Lord above
And thank the old sun for all we have
The sad times, the glad times, the babies swingin' in our arms
Don't seem like much like rain 'round the Giving Tree
Like the shepherds once followed a star bright up in the sky
We're all here to say, come be with us now
Come give us a good one, come give us a happy time
While we all here dance 'round the Giving Tree

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