JOHN DENVER lyrics - A Christmas Together

Little Saint Nick

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(Wilson) Oo, merry Christmas, Santa only comes this time each year, oooo. Well, way up north where the air gets cold, there's a tale about Christmas that you've all been told. And a real famous cat all dressed up in red, and he spends the whole year working out on his sled, it's a little Saint Nick, it's a little Saint Nick. Just a little bobsled, calls it old Saint Nick, But he sparks the buggy with a full speed stick. He's candy apple red with a ski for a wheel, Then he gives gas and just watch him peel, yeah, it's a little Saint Nick, it's a little Saint Nick. Run run reindeer, run run reindeer, run run reindeer, run run reindeer, run run run, yeah! He's rolling through the snow at a frightful speed with a half dozen deer with Rudy to lead. He's gotta wear his goggle cause the snow really flies, and he's cruising every path with a little surprise, it's a little Saint Nick, it's a little Saint Nick. Oo, merry Christmas, Santa only comes this time each year, (run run run run reindeer!) Oo, merry Christmas, Santa only comes this time each year, (run run run run reindeer!) Oo, merry Christmas, Santa only comes this time each year, (run run run run reindeer!) all right, that's nice. Sorry.

A John Prine Christmas

JOHN PRINE "A John Prine Christmas"
Pretty paper Pretty ribbons of blue. [Spoken:] Man oh man, I just love Christmas it's just so darn neat. I kinda wish every day was Christmas, Except Christmas eve and the Fourth of July. We wouldn't want to miss out on the fireworks, would we? When I was a kid, we used to get the Christmas catalog from Montgomery Wards in Chicago. Sometimes we'd get it as early as late August. It was the big book of wishes, hopes and desires. My three brothers and I were allotted twenty-five bucks a piece, including tax. So I'd make up a different Christmas list every night From the first of September 'til the twenty-forth of December. Matter of fact, let me present you with my Christmas credentials. When I was three years old, at least that's what my mother told me, I ate an entire ornament. I ate a big red one, I thought it was an apple. They kinda freaked out and was gonna take me to the hospital But they couldn't stop me from laughing so they just left me alone. So I guess I still got that Christmas in me all the time, you know? One year, I got a wooden Roly-Poly for Christmas, You know the things you knock down and they bounce right back up. They made 'em out of wood back then, that's how old I am. Nowadays, they make 'em out of plastic. My mom says, "They just don't make 'em like that anymore." And I says, "No ma, they don't". Then there was the year I came home only eave from the army, From Germany to marry my high school sweetheart on the day after Christmas. My little brother Billy, who was twelve at the time, Had just gotten his first job so he was able to afford to buy some Christmas presents For his brothers and his mom and dad out of his own pocket. Billy had a job selling subscriptions for the Chicago Tribune. He told me this guy named Rocky would pick him up in a station wagon, Him and some other boys, and he'd take 'em out to some strange neighborhood And drop 'em off and he gave them this whole spiel to give their potential customers. Supposedly their little brother had won a free trip to our nation's capital Washington, D.C., But he couldn't go on the trip if his older brother wouldn't accompany him So if you would please buy a subscription to the Chicago Tribune then my little brother will be happy. Wow, what a shyster! Some people'll do anything to get to the Whitehouse. Then there was the year that my mom and dad gave me my first guitar. Ah man it was gorgeous, I still got the thing. It was a like aqua blue. Kinda dark aqua blue with a cream colored heart. Was a Silvertone from Montgomery Wards. The model was called Kentucky Blue and man when I saw that sitting under the tree I just couldn't wait. First year so I didn't know how to play it, I'd just stand in front of the mirror with a string around my neck with that guitar and I'd try to look like Elvis. Then my brother Dave taught me a couple of chords, Now I'm here in your living room singing and talking to you. It's funny how things work out. So-a whyn't you go find a stranger and extend your hand to 'em. If you see somebody looks like they ain't doin' quite as well as you, slip 'em a buck, 'specially if they don't ask for spare change. Go buy your honey a cuckoo clock or a musical snow shaking water ball, That when you wind it up it plays, "I want you, I need you, I love ya with all my heart." 'cause after all, hell man, it's Christmas. Away in a manger no crib for a bed. The little Lord Jesus lay down his sweet head. The stars in the sky look down where he lay. The little Lord Jesus asleep on the (1-2) hay. [Spoken:] Merry Christmas Everybody.

Cold As Christmas (In The Middle Of The Year)

ELTON JOHN "Too Low For Zero"
We still sit at separate tables And we sleep at different times And the warm wind in the palm trees Hasn't helped to change our minds It was the lure of the tropics That I thought might heal the scars Of a love burned out by silence In a marriage minus heart And I call the kids on the telephone Say there's something wrong out here It's July but it's cold as Christmas In the middle of the year The temperature's up to ninety five But there's a winter look in your mother's eyes And to melt the tears there's a heat wave here So how come it's cold as Christmas in the middle of the year I dreamed of love in a better climate And for what it's really worth I put faith in the star we followed To this Caribbean surf But there's an icy fringe on everything And I cannot find the lines Where's the beauty in the beast we made Why the frost in the summertime

Osama Got Ranover By A Reindeer

Bob Rivers "White Trash Christmas"
Osama Got Run Over By A Reindeer (Parody of Grandma Got Run Over By a Reindeer by Elmo & Patsy) Osama got run over by a reindeer Right outside his cave on Christmas Eve Some folks say there's no such thing as Santa But now even the Taliban believe Osama thought we'd never find him But even little children know Santa knows who's been real naughty In those hard Afgani mountains capped with snow Al-quiada found him Christmas morning Face down on that mountain pass There were hoof marks on his turban And a broken reindeer antler up his oh-ho-ho-ho-ho Osama got run over by a reindeer Being near his cave door on christmas eve You can say theres no such thing as karma But if you saw those hoof marks you'd believe Sing it Osama got run over by a reindeer Now he's not around on Christmas day He was hopin he'd be metting Allah The only thing he met was Santa's sleigh Merry Christmas Ooh, that's gotta hurt!

Tell Me What You Want For Christmas

CHRIS AUGUST "The Christmas"
I'm so excited To open the box It's that time of year now Ready or not I slip on the red coat I glue on the beard I stuff in some pillows And there's a line outside sears My fulltime gig is singing songs But once a year I've got my side job So come and sit on my lap Tell me what you want for Christmas If you were good and not bad Tell me what you want for Christmas A pogo stick, a princess dress A puppy dog or a Lego set Before the camera goes snap Tell me what you want for Christmas I know what you're thinking Saint Nick is a fraude He can't fit down that chimney With that big belly he's got And what about Rudolph And his shiny red nose And how do you explain all those elfs Making toys and clothes You're never too old to believe So write up your wish and just Bring it to me Come and sit on my lap And tell me what you want for Christmas Something you've never had Tell me what you want for Christmas A giftcard to Golf Galaxy Or maybe Anthropologie Anything but cash Tell me what you want for Christmas Christmas One time this kid said: "That's not Santa, it's Chris" I said: "Well Santa gets busy this time of year and he asked me to do this" So come and sit on my lap I'm doing Santa's business Whatcha think about that Just tell me what you want for Christmas A saxophone, a trampoline That brand new Chris August CD But you already have that So tell me what you want for Christmas I know what I want I want some Chick-fil-a I want a nice turtle neck sweater And I want the Dallas Cowboys to win the Superbowl And that's all I need And this thermos And that's all Hey, there goes Rudolph Hey, turn your nose on Merry Christmas I'm gonna sleep under the Christmas Tree

An Old Fashioned Christmas

The Statler Brothers "Christmas Present"
These city streets seem cold and hard to me Life here in the fast lane ain't my cup of tea I can't get in the spirit here it seems And when I go to sleep at night, I often have this dream Of an old fashioned Christmas with presents 'round the tree A fire softly burning and you up close to me With friends and family stopping by to help us share the cheer For an old fashioned Christmas, I'll be comin' home this year The city lights are fading out of sight The snow is softly fallin' through the winter night Comin' home again feels so good And once again Christmas feels just like it should Let's have an old fashioned Christmas with presents ,round the tree A fire softly burning and you up close to me With friends and family stopping by to help us share the cheer For an old fashioned Christmas, I'll be comin' home this year Let's have an old fashioned Christmas I'll be comin' home this year

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