The Chorus. . If you want...the glow of Christmas...this is how you start.... Find something to give to someone...and give it with your heart.... If you want the glow of Christmas...and friends seem far away....
And though you've known a thousand men. But still. A ship never sailed on your sea. And though you've known a thousand men. But still. . Briney waters singe their skins.
Bother, I don't bother. Bother, I don't bother. Days just wave goodbye as they ride in tonight. . And then they're gone, gone, gone.... . Sorry, I'm not sorry.
I was waltzing with my darlin'. To the Tennesse waltz. When an old friend I happened to see. I introduced him to my loved one. And while they were waltzing.
When I was just a boy in days of childhood. I used to play till evening shadows come. Then winding down an old familiar pathway. I heard my mother call at set of sun.
Anybody else would tell you. My face is dead. But I say it's a lie. . There's only one road in. And it's easy. To miss. . It's surrounded by swamps. With green.
I'm in trouble with a Capital Cristine. I mean what I say. When I say that I love you. . I was thinking of a number. Between one and two. You know what to do with a kiss, girl.
Verse Number One:. Long ago...in a parable of old.... Jesus told of a bruised and battered soul.... Layin out beside the way...people passed him on that day....
I'm a bit like a soldier. In the way I wear no uniform. And choose not to fight. And fight all night. For some other cause. . I'm a bit like the grave digger.
Each day is darker than the last. They lead me lonely into the night and sink into the past. But I can't stop the sun from going down, down, down. I can't stand it when you're not around.
THE CHORUS:. When I'm singing for the ladies....It's just like a picture show..... Cause it sure brings back the memories..... Of a lady that I know....
Have you lost your faith. Have you lost your way. Have you lost everything. You thought you held. Yesterday. . You should leave me behind. And devote all your time.
It's hard to be yourself with somebody else. I practice a lot when I'm alone. There was something. I really wanted to show you. . But I just can't find it.
Verse Number One:. Silent Night...Holy Night....all is calm...all is bright..... Round yon virgin...mother and Child....Holy Infant so tender and mild.....
I slept through most of april. I got up in may and had some toast. Then I bedded down again. I bedded down again. Because I was sleepy. . In june. I made enough chili in my crockpot.
Verse Number One. Santa's got a radio....he's listening to a band......... Playing down in Nashville at the Wildhorse on weekends.... He's turned the volume up...a stepping down the road....
Breaking, breaking up. Breaking, breaking up. Breaking up with you. . Breaking, breaking down. Breaking, breaking down. Breaking down without you. . I saw you standing in line at Sbarro's.
I took your party invitation list. And wrote 'enemies' across the top of it. Then I asked you. To go on a short drive with me. So I could point out. Some more of our enemies.
Let me be your salty dog. I don't wanna be your man at all. Honey, let me be your salty dog. . Down in the wild wood. Sittin' on the log. My finger on a trigger.
Ain't gonna work on the railroad. Ain't gonna work on the farm,. Gonna lay 'round the track. Till the mail train comes back. Then I'll roll in my sweet baby's arms..