Stockings Full Of Coal
It’s Christmas Morning
And the snow is white
I come downstairs
And to my delight
The tree is lit
The stockings are full
But when I reach inside
It’s full of coal
What did I do, What did I do to deserve this
What did I do, What did I do to deserve this coal
I sat there crying
Wondering what went wrong
And then I started singing
Singing this song
What did I do, What did I do to deserve this
What did I do, What did I do to deserve this coal
What did I do, What did I do to deserve this
What did I do, What did I do to deserve this coal
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