
The True Meaning of Christmas Charlie Brown
Verse 1 Well, the wind was biting cold in a town of hand-drawn lines Charlie Brown was walking 'neath the neon-colored signs He saw the aluminum trees in pink and neon blue And he felt a heavy shadow 'cause the feeling wasn't true Sally wanted cash, and Snoopy wanted gold And Charlie felt his Christmas heart was growing dark and cold. Chorus He said, "Is there anybody left who knows the reason why?" The spotlight hit the center as the world began to sigh Then a boy with a blue blanket stood up straight and tall To tell us the true meaning of Christmas after all Yeah, he told us 'bout the manger and the star that shone above In a simple country story 'bout a Savior and His love. Verse 2 Now the stage was quiet as the crowd began to hush No more loud commercial noise or frantic holiday rush Linus spoke of shepherds out abiding in the field And how the glory of the Lord was finally revealed He got to the part where the angels started to sing And he let go of that blanket like it didn't mean a thing. Chorus He said, "Is there anybody left who knows the reason why?" The spotlight hit the center as the world began to sigh Then a boy with a blue blanket stood up straight and tall To tell us the true meaning of Christmas after all Yeah, he told us 'bout the manger and the star that shone above In a simple country story 'bout a Savior and His love. Bridge "Fear not," the boy whispered, let the good tidings begin For on this day in David’s town, a light has entered in Peace on earth, goodwill to men, the greatest gift of all Is found within a wooden crib, inside a cattle stall. Guitar Solo / Harmonica Break Verse 3 Charlie took his little tree, the one that looked so thin The gang all gathered 'round and let the healing start within They wrapped it in some tinsel and they sang a holy song 'Cause when you know the Truth, friend, you can never go too wrong Just a scrawny little sapling, but it stood up proud and high Underneath the beauty of a cold December sky. Outro Yeah, that's what it’s all about, Charlie Brown... Just a boy, a blue blanket, and a King without a crown. Merry Christmas. (Fade out with the sound of "Hark! The Herald Angels Sing" on a lonesome harmonica)

