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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 highschool 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 from 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.
(words finally transcribed by fancy nancy)
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