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Little bells ringing, red ribbon bows The hymn they are singing, the highs and the lows The green limbs are blinking, the presents below They won't be the same without you, I knowChocolate letters, spell them together Sounding initials, let's make it official Shapes in old glass hanging, names on stockings Scripted in cursiveThey don't make them like that anymore They don't make them like that anymore They don't make them like that anymore They don't make them like thatOldest to youngest and nearest to furthest Taking turns wearing the hats Where do your thoughts go at the first snow Mine go to the township of the Wainfleet, OntarioAnd when I come home and I park in the driveway When I will be home from a long way away And back to our family, our new baby 'Though some things are different, some are always the sameBut they don't make them like that anymore They don't make them like that anymore They don't make them like that anymore They don't make them like thatLittle bells ringing, red ribbon bows The hymn they are singing, the highs and the lows The green limbs are blinking, the presents below They won't be the same without you, I know