Jolly old Saint Nicholas lean your ear this way. Don't you tell a single soul what I'm going to say. Christmas Eve is coming soon now you dear old man.
The moon is slowly rising. It's really not surprising. After all, she's there most every night. Smiling on the lovers. Always shining on the others. And bathing in the sun's reflected light.
In the bicentennial summer of our faded glory land a bright new face appeared upon the scene. Of an honest peanut farmer by the name of Jimmy Carter. His eyes were set on every school boys dream..
Jesus loves me this I know. For the Bible tells me so. Little ones to Him belong. They are weak but He is strong. . Jesus loves me this I know. For the Bible tells me so.
There's a fool in the mirror looking back across the bar. Reflections of a woman who's world just fell apart. Now the life we built together and the golden rings are gone.