++Merry, Merry
(sung to the tune of Neil Diamond’s Cherry, Cherry)
Here comes showdown, ain’t gonna be late
Gonna be outta sight, yeah
Merry’ll run outta town, can’t wait
Merry, Merry
Go on Merry, Merry
Merry, Merry
Go on Merry, Merry
Whoa, Merry
Gonna make your own lightnin’
It won’t be frightnin’
That’s all it takes
To get Merry shakin’
Outta sight.
Merry, Merry
Go on Merry, Merry
Merry, Merry
Go on Merry, Merry
Merry, Merry
Okay, well, Neil's lyrics never were his strong point. Sort of like the likeable hobbit fellow.
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I’ll sing his roots off. I’ll sing a wind up and blow leaf and branch away.
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