Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Christmas Morning, artist - Loudon Wainwright III. Album song Social Studies, in the genre Музыка мира
Date of issue: 27.04.2000
Record label: Rykodisc
Song language: English
Christmas Morning |
Well the banks & the schools & the post office are closed |
You can park where you please and you won’t get towed |
The streets are empty & the stores are finally closed |
It’s Christmas morning |
He got a tie & she got a book |
They weren’t supposed to peek but they took a little look |
Tell me how long will it take for the dinner to cook |
It’s Christmas morning |
There are so many presents underneath the tree |
A few are for you but the rest are all for me |
And we gotta tip the super and the doormen |
Can’t you see, It’s Christmas morning |
Christmas morning finally has come |
It has meaning for each & everyone |
Christmas morning I cannot believe |
Just last night was Christmas Eve |
In the Rockerfeller Center the big tree is shining bright |
Skaters skate beneath it in the winter light |
Like a picture on a Christmas card everything looks right |
On Christmas morning |
And the homeless who have nothing will ask on |
Christmas day, for us to give them something |
God we wish they’d go away |
Though there is no place for them to go |
They have no place to stay on Christmas morning |
Lying in a hospital dying in a bed with aids |
«He deserved it», I have heard it said |
Deck the halls iwth boughs of something |
Soon he will be dead on Christmas morning |
Christmas morning finally has come |
It has meaning for each & everyone |
Christmas morning I’m afraid to say |
Life goes on, on Christmas morning |
And the Prince of peace was born on a Christmas Day |
In the little town of Bethlehem not so far away |
From where a multitude has gathered in a warlike way |
On Christmas morning |
So we watch the buildup here we go again |
There is sand, there are camels |
But where are the wise men |
Are they in Baghdad Are they in Washington |
It’s Christmas morning |
There are those who go to church they kneel down to pray |
For loved ones who have left to serve so far away |
& for a Middle Eastern baby born on that very day |
It’s Christmas morning |
Christmas morning finally has come |
It has meaning for each & everyone |
Christmas morning I’m afraid to think |
This time we are headed to the brink |
A week from today we begin a brand new year |
Let us all be hopeful, men & women of good cheer |
And resolve to fight against stupidity and fear |
It’s Christmas morning |
And as awful as the world can be we are still alive |
And if we’re very careful we might well survive |
There are cures & solutions & there is compromise |
Christmas morning |
Christmas is for children I have heard it said |
That’s why King Herod hated the babe in the manger bed |
They all came to worship & adore the child instead |