Friday, December 23, 2011

Practice, Practice, Practice

The words are...On December five & twenty fum, fum, fum.  On December five & twenty fum, fum, fum.  A child was born that night so rosey white, so rosey white, to a virgin fair & holy in a stable meek & lowly.  Fum fum fum.  I just love the way he sings the words.  He had no qualms about picking up that microphone & singin out. 

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