there s an old christmas card in an old dusty trunk and it brings back sweet mem ries dear to me though it s faded and worn it s as precious as the morn when i found it neath our first christmas tree i thrill with every word every line guess i m always sentimental round this time pardon me if a tear falls among my christmas cheer it s the mem ry of an old christmas card you know i don t know why i get to feeling sentimental about this time every year but every time i see a christmas card i somehow can t help reminiscing about the very first christmas that you and i spent together what a beautiful christmas card you gave me that year why i know you must have looked through thousands of cards to find that wonderful poem that still brings a tear to my eye i thrill with every word every line guess am always sentimental around this time