A Story of Song

Last Christmas on saviour’s day,
just the once in royal David’s city.

I’d just taken a sleigh ride with lots of those jingle bells,
and oddly a reindeer called Rudolf think he had a red nose.

The driver said 'have a wonderful Christmastime and then something about Santa’s baby?
Or was it little saint Nick?
A mixture of mistletoe and wine had left me thinking it was a wonderful time of year,
I felt like I was walking in the air,
I wished him ‘peace on earth’ and hoped for a silent night.

I walk through the door say to the wife ‘baby its cold outside’
Kids are saying 'let it snow, let it snow, let it snow cos we want a white Christmas'
If there’s to be a winter wonderland I’m sure that snowman frosty will be about somewhere.

Anyway I hear Santa Claus is coming to town,
so much for being lonely this Christmas.