Christmas Day

The trouble you found when your luck hit the ground,
Just pick it up and throw it away.
Because it's time to rejoice, and sing with one voice,
Saint Nick is coming this way.

It's the season, for believing
It's the spirit, that you're feeling,
And it's Christmas Day

So get up let's go,
let's find our way home, by train or by car or by plane.
Because the family is waiting, and a feast is baking,
And grandma ain't hesitating to sing

It's the cookies and the coffee
The mistletoe and the holly
It's the moments worth recalling years down the line

The trouble you found when your love hit the ground,
It's nowhere to be found today
So get up let's go, let's find our way home,
Anyhow, anyway

Because it's the season, for believing
It's the spirit, that you're feeling,
And it's Christmas Day



Credits
Writer(s): Frank Patrick Bourne
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