The Little Fir Tree (Story) - Songs For Children

I had a little nut tree Nothing would it bear But a silver nutmeg And a golden pear The King of Spain's daughter Came to visit me, And all for the sake Of my little nut tree Her dress was made of crimson Jet black was her hair She asked me for my nutmeg And my golden pear I said, "So fair a princess Never did I see I'll give you all the fruit From my little nut tree

One little Christmas tree was standing alone Waiting for someone to come by One little Christmas tree that never had grown Cried as he looked up to the sky Oh please, Mr. Father Tree, the tallest of all I'm so afraid and so alone Could one little Christmas tree so tiny and small Light up someone's home, 'cause One little Christmas tree can light up a home So one little child can find a toy One little Christmas tree can light up a home So one little heart can find some joy One little angel who was riding a star Cried as she looked down at the tree Oh please, Mr. Father Tree, wherever you are May I give him the star you gave to me Then in the heavens came a voice from afar A voice that was heard throughout the world Go down little angel girl, and give him your star Tonight he'll light the world, 'cause One little Christmas tree can light up the world So those who are lost may find their way One little Christmas tree can light up the world So all men may see on Christmas Day One little Christmas tree can light up the world So those who are lost may find their way One little Christmas tree can light up the world So all men may see on Christmas Day One little Christmas tree can light up the world

Wouldn't say I'm a liar, but I'm not always honest I ain't come through, but that's why I ain't promise You got a face that I couldn't lie to Light blue lights in your white room And you're fine too, ooh, ooh, ooh Oh, yeah, I want you to do it again I want you to pick up the pen and write me into your story You know I love a story, only when you're the author Tryna meet you at the altar Workin' on bein' softer Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh 'Cause you are a dream to me Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh Seen the way you see through me Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh Still mad I hit the dash on you After wearin' you down right to the last of you I was movin' just maybe a little fast for you Just tell me it belongs in the past 'Cause you gotta face that I couldn't run from Heartbreak, targets in my shotgun But you're not one, ooh, ooh-ooh Oh, yeah, I want you to do it again I want you to love me again and complete our little story (story) We got one hell of a story, you're a hell of an author You swear I'll leave you at the altar Workin' on bein' softer Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, whoa You always been a dream to me Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh It's in the way you see through me Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh