About three nights before every Christmas We'd load Mr. Bradley's truck with hay 7: 30 on the dot, on the church parking lot We'd pile in that old truck and ride away Just a bunch of kids singin' Christmas carols To the hospital and the old folks home Sometimes we'd go in and sing 'em all again To a shut-in who was livin' all alone Singin' Joy to the world, the Lord is come Let Earth receive her King And at Christmas each year, I still love to hear The carols those kids used to sing Then one year all of us decided Everyone would bring some food on Christmas Eve Bought a turkey and some toys for some underprivileged boys Who lived with their Grandmom on relief She had told them there wouldn't be a Christmas And the look on their faces I still see I'm glad for what we did, cause we made some happy kids Dance around where there might have been a tree Singin' Joy to the world, the Lord is come Let Earth receive her King And at Christmas each year, I still love to hear The carols those kids used to sing Singin' Joy to the world, the Lord is come Let Earth receive her King And at Christmas each year, I still love to hear The carols those kids used to sing