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Dear Santa
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A tear jerking story about a couple finding out who their destiny child by adoption is.
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With your support, this song will raise awareness and enough money to help fix some of the problems in our society that arise out of the foster care system. I w
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Song Info
Genre
Country • Christian Country
Charts
#1,232 in subgenre Peak #4
Charts
Peak #40
Author
Greg Johnson
Rights
2001
Uploaded
September 10, 2004
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MP3 4.7 MB • 128 kbps • 0:00
Story behind the song
I would like to use the sale of the song to raise money for the Dave Thomas Foundation for adoption. Please email me if you would like to purchase a copy of the song.
Lyrics
DEAR SANTA music & words by Greg Johnson © 2001 There's a couple standing on a leaf swept sidewalk Watching a yard of children play They're feeling all alone Cuz they're missing their own The angels came and took her away As they turn to walk on down the street A paper blows across his feet He scoops it up and stuffs it in his pocket She hanges her weary head to cry The man sets free a troubled sigh It's gunna be a long and lonely Christmas Sitting at the kitchen table Foods untouched cuz it's unable To fill the empty hollow in his soul He presses hands deep in his pockets Feels the paper where he lost it Pulls it out and starts to ease the creases As he reads the words upon the page He starts to weep, His body shakes She lays a loving hand upon his shoulder So he hands the paper to his wife And stands to hold her in his strife Cuz he knows she's gonna need the comfort When she reads CHORUS Dear Santa I'm writing you today I'm doing it early this year Cuz I've been on my kneezes Talkin every day to Jesus And this time I don't think He can hear But I know you two are awful tight And I was hoping that you might Work together for my Christmas cheer See I don't got a mom or dad I'm eight years old and wish I had A family of my own For Christmas Sinsurly Bobbie The next few weeks are kind of fuzzy Filled with tears and lots of talking Mostly wondering if their hearts could cope And their walks to watch the children play Becomes a ritual each day Wondering inside who penned the note And they often talk to God above And ask him in his perfect love To grant them the strength to carry on And the letter, never far from reach Is stained with tears, they both weep Together, as they struggle with (CHORUS) One day while standing in the snow Looking at an empty yard They heard a childs voice Come from behind them A little girl was asking why They stood there all alone and cried Did they need a friend Her name was Bobbie Without a word and from inside her coat The woman produced the ragged note And placed it in The little angels hand Then touched by Gods almighty grace They stood there, tears upon their face Because they'd come to understand Now they are a family The years have flown so quickly And other little voices bless their lives As another year comes to it's end Another blessing comes to them They are challenged by a new born baby's cry And they gather round their Christmas tree To marvel at it's gaiety But before they'll open any of their gifts They get down on their knees to pray To thank the Lord for the blessed day And say "Thank You Dear God" for (CHORUS)
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