Chorus: Oh my [G]Christmas tree will never [Bm]get to grow into [Am]all its mighty [G]rings but for a [C]month or so oh the [Bm]joy it'll know and all the [Am]spirit that it [G]brings   Verse 1: [C]Dime store bulbs, they're [Bm]hangin' in rows and I'm [A]wonderin' what could they [D]mean old [C]Ebenezer's free with [Bm]wires for roots and an...