All I Want For Christmas is a Concertina


My father asked me what I want for Christmas.
A bicycle, a baseball bat and glove.
What I told him he found really quite surprising.
Something to play the music that I love.

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All I want for Christmas is a concertina.
The people love to hear its happy sound.
All I want for Christmas is a concertina,
so I can play my polkas all year 'round.

My mother asked about this concertina.
Would it be played or would it lay around?
I said that if I got a concertina,
I'd learn to play and never put it down.

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The years have come and gone now since that Christmas.
I've played around this country far and wide.
At times I think about that Christmas morning,
and the gift that had my squeezebox stuck inside.

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