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Old man Jenkins strung the lights
On the feed store front just right
Thermos full of mulled up cheer
Neighbors gather every year
Caroling at the feed store door
Voices echo through the hardware floor
Harmony in flannel and boots
Bringing joy with deep country roots
Kids all dressed in mittens and hats
Hay bale pews and barnyard cats
Cookies passin' hand to hand
Strangers feelin' like old friends
Caroling at the feed store door
Voices echo through the hardware floor
Harmony in flannel and boots
Bringing joy with deep country roots
We don't need a concert stage
To lift a song from page to page
These walls hold tales and humble pride
With every chorus sung outside
Caroling at the feed store door
Voices echo through the hardware floor
Harmony in flannel and boots
Bringing joy with deep country roots