Bless me with my young heart's desire,
And on Sunday, when at church, I saw
This girl in the Bethany Hand Bell Choir
She rings 'G' and she rings 'A'
And I can't wait to here her play
They don't trust those notes to anyone else
Carol of the Bells
In the middle of the see-Major scale
She's the girl that I've been dreaming of
So let me tell ya something 'bout that church,
There ain't no better place to fall in love.
Standing in her driveway
Her father's at the door
There's a light in her window
Come on out!
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"Carol of the Bells" as written by Deana Kay Carter Chris Farren
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