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Kenny Chesney
Kenny Chesney


Background information
Birth name Kenneth Arnold Chesney
Born March 26, 1968
Origin Johnson City, Tennessee, U.S.
Genre(s) Country
Years active 1993—present
Label(s) Capricorn Records
BNA Records
Associated acts George Strait
Buddy Cannon
Uncle Kracker
Website Website



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Kenny Chesney Album


All I Want for Christmas Is A Real Good Tan (10/07/2003)
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Ooooh, don't you think it's a pretty good plan
All I want for Christmas is a real good tan

All I want for Christmas is a real good tan
Take me to the islands
Put my feet in the sand
Rockin' to and fro with the rhythm of the ocean
Singin' silent night with the palm trees a blowin'

Ooooh, don't you think it's a pretty good plan
All I want for Christmas is a real good tan

Well if you're thinkin' ‘bout gettin' me a present this year
Let me put a bug in your cute little ear
How about two tickets to a tropical show
Where we don't have to wear these winter clothes anymore
Instead of turkey we'll have mahi mahi grillin'
And pina colodas in the blender chillin'

All I want for Christmas is a real good tan
Take me to the islands
Put my feet in the sand
Singin' silent night with the palm trees a blowin'

Ooooh, don't you think it's a pretty good plan
All I want for Christmas is a real good tan

Well everybody's prayin' for a Christmas so white
Come to think about it that would be alright
As long as there is sand nor snow on the ground
And everyday our skin gets a little more brown
We'll string some lights in a coconut tree
I'll rub some oil on you and you can rub some on me

All I want for Christmas is a real good tan
I can see us baby on the beach hand in hand
Rockin' to and fro with the rhythm of the ocean
Baby whats you say you and me we'll be goin'

Ooooh, I can almost feel my toes in the sand
All I want for Christmas is a real good tan

And don't worry baby we'll celebrate plenty
I'll buy you some shades a brand new bikini
We won't have to worry about the holiday rush
It'll be you and me fallen' deeper in love

Ooooh, don't you think it's a pretty good plan
All I want for Christmas is a real good tan

All I want for Christmas is a real good tan

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Jingle bells, jingle bells
Jingle all the way
Oh, what fun it is to ride
In a one horse sleigh, hey

Jingle bells, jingle bells
Jingle all the way
Oh, what fun it is to ride
In a one horse open sleigh

Dashing through the snow
In a one horse open sleigh
Over the fields we go
Laughing all the way

Bells on bobtails ring
Making sprits bright
What fun it is to ride and sing
A sleighing song tonight

Oh, Jingle bells, jingle bells
Jingle all the way
Oh, what fun it is to ride
In a one horse open sleigh, hey

Jingle bells, jingle bells
Jingle all the way
Oh, what fun it is to ride
In a one horse open sleigh

You know I hate the cold
That's why I always go
Down south to drink some rum
On a island in the sun

There's nothing like St. Croix
With the palm trees swaying slow
Or being there on an open dock
When the New Year comes and goes

Oh, jingle bells, jingle bells
Jingle all the way
Oh, what fun it is to ride
In a one horse open sleigh, hey

Jingle bells, jingle bells
Jingle all the way
Oh, what fun it is to ride
In a one horse open sleigh

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(Kim Gannon/Walter Kent/Buck Ram)

I'm dreaming tonight
Of a place I love
Even more than I usually do.
And although I know
It's a long road back
I promise you

I'll be home for Christmas.
You can count on me.
Please have snow and mistletoe
And presents under the tree.
Christmas Eve will find me
Where the love-light gleams.
I'll be home for Christmas
If only in my dreams.

Oh oh ah I'll be home for Christmas.
You can count on me.
Please have snow and mistletoe
And presents under the tree.
Oh Christmas Eve will find me
Where the love-light gleams.
I'll be home for Christmas
If only in my dreams.

If only yeah
Well now, if only, only, only, only
If only in my dreams.
If only
Well, well, well Lord
If only oh
If only in my dreams.

. . .


(Randy Owen/Teddy Gentry/Jeff Cook/Mark Herndon)

By now in New York City, there's snow on the ground
And out in California, the sunshine's falling down
And, maybe down in Memphis, Graceland's all in lights
And in Atlanta, Georgia, there's peace on earth tonight

Chirstmas in Dixie, it's snowin' in the pines
Merry Christmas from Dixie, to everyone tonight

It's windy in Chicago. The kids are out of school
There's magic in Motown. The city's on the move
In Jackson, Mississippi, to Charlotte, Caroline
And all across the nation, it's the peaceful Christmas time

Chirstmas in Dixie, it's snowin' in the pines
Merry Christmas from Dixie, to everyone tonight

And from Fort Payne, Alabama
And Knoxville, Tennessee
Merry Christmas tonight

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If it weren't for kids have you ever thought
There wouldn't be no Santa Clause
Look what the store just brought
Thank God for Kids

We'd all live in a quiet house
Without Big Bird or a Mickey Mouse
And Kool-aid on the couch
Thank God for Kids

Thank God for kids there's magic for a while
A special kind of sunshine in a smile
Do you ever stop to think? or wonder why?
The dearest thing to Heaven is a child

Daddy how does this thing fly?
A hundred other where's and why's
You really don't know but we try
Thank God for Kids

When you look down in those trustin eyes
That look to you, you realize
Its love that you can't buy
Thank God for Kids

Thank God for there's magic for a while
A special kind of sunshine in a smile
Do you ever stop to think? or wonder why?
The dearest thing to Heaven is a child

When you get down on your knees tonight
To thank the Lord for his guiding light
And pray they turn out right
Thank God for Kids

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City sidewalks, busy sidewalks
Dressed in holiday style
In the air there's a feeling of Christmas

Children laughing, people passing
Meeting smile after smile
And in every corner you'll hear

Silver bells, silver bells
It's Christmas time in the city
Ring-a-ling, hear them ring
Soon it will be Christmas Day

Strings of street lights, even stop lights
Blink a bright red and green
As the shoppers rush home with their treasures

Hear the snow crunch, see the kids bunch
This is Santa's big seen
And above all the bustle you'll hear

Silver bells, silver bells
It's Christmas time in the city
Ring-a-ling, hear them ring
Soon it will be Christmas Day

Soon it will be Christmas day

Christmas Day
Silver bells
Silver bells
Silver bells

. . .



Well the news spread through Jerusalem, tonight a child is born
There are shepherds fallin' to their knees, and Angels blowin' horns
But in their golden halls the Pharasees
Scoffed and drank their wine
They said it's only Hebrew prophesy
We don't care and besides He just a kid
That's all He is
One more pebble in the gravel
One more rumor in the ravel
How can He be king?
He's just a kid.

Well in no time He seen the world was knockin' on His door
Performed miracles and wonders they had never see before
Soon the Pharasees stopped laughin
The silver sun was paid
And near the end He knelt down in the garden and He prayed:

I'm just a kid
That's all I am
I'll need Your strength too see me through it
If it is Your will I'll do it
But how can I be king I'm just a kid?

Now I think about the Baby and the Man at Christmas time
Of mother's, son's and father's and children just like mine
About the power in unselfishness, love and sacrifice
The Gift that we were given and the price.

And how the news spread through Jerusalem, tonight a child is born
There are shepherds fallin' to their knees, and angels blowin' horns
I wonder how on Earth the Pharasees, could scoff and drink their wine
And say He's only Hebrew prophesy
We don't care and besides He's just a kid
That's all He is
One more pebble in the gravel
One more rumor in the ravel
And how can He be king? He's just a kid

Oh how can He be king?
He's just a kid.
Ooooh.

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Slide on over baby
Underneath this mistletoe
Here's a toast to us together
Let me wrap you in this bow
I'll mend Christmas spirit
This one won't be blue
It's gonna be the best one ever
And its all because of you, baby

You're the angel at the top of my tree
Best present anybody ever gave to me
I got it decorated on and the gifts underneath
You're the angel at the top of my tree

Let's put on that old movie
It's a wonderful night
Cause curled up by the fire
It sure is true tonight
Let's make a little candle
and then a little later on
We'll make a little love to that old Bill Cosby song, baby

You're the angel at the top of my tree
Best present anybody ever gave to me
I got it decorated on and the gifts underneath
You're the angel at the top of my tree

You're the angel at the top of my tree
Best present anybody ever gave to me
I got it decorated on and the gifts underneath
You're the angel at the top of my tree

Baby you're the angel

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Pretty paper, pretty ribbons of blue
Wrap your presents to your darling from you
Pretty pencils to write I love you
Pretty paper, pretty ribbons of blue

Crowded street, busy feet, hustle by him
Downtown shoppers, Christmas is nigh
There he sits all alone on the sidewalk
Hoping that you won't pass him by

Should you stop? Better not, much too busy
You're in a hurry, my how time does fly
In the distance the ringing of laughter
And in the midst of the laughter he cries

Pretty paper, pretty ribbons of blue
Wrap your presents to your darling from you
Pretty pencils to write I love you
Pretty paper, pretty ribbons of blue

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Traditional
(featuring the Grigsby Twins)

Silent night, holy night
All is calm, all is bright
'Round yon virgin, mother and child
Holy infant so tender and loved
Sleep in heavenly peace
Sleep in heavenly peace

Silent night, holy night
Shepherds quake at the sight
Glories stream from Heaven afar
Heavenly ghosts sing hallelujahs
Christ the Savior is born
Christ the Savior is born

Silent night, holy night
Son of God, love's pure light
Radiance beams from Thy holy face
With the dawn of redeeming grace
Jesus Lord at Thy birth
Jesus Lord at Thy birth

Silent night, holy night
All is calm, all is bright
'Round yon virgin, mother and child
Holy infant so tender and loved
Sleep in heavenly peace
Sleep in heavenly peace

. . .


Traditional

O little town of Bethlehem
How still we see thee lie
Above thy deep and dreamless sleep
The silent stars go by
Yet in thy dark streets shineth
The everlasting Light
The hopes and fears of all the years
Are met in thee tonight

For Christ is born of Mary
And gathered all above
While mortals sleep, the angels keep
Their watch of wondering love
O morning stars together
Proclaim the holy birth
And praises sing to God the King
And Peace to men on earth

How silently, how silently
The wondrous gift is given
So God imparts to human hearts
The blessings of His heaven.
No ear may his His coming,
But in this world of sin,
Where meek souls will receive him still,
The dear Christ enters in.

O holy Child of Bethlehem
Descend to us, we pray
Cast out our sin and enter in
Be born to us today
We hear the Christmas angels
The great glad tidings tell
O come to us, abide with us
Our Lord Emmanuel

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