Christmas with Denethor (Faramir's Song)
One Christmas
You sent me away
This Christmas
I'm coming home to stay
Now instead of jingle-belling
I'm listening to you yelling, ah
No amount of Christmas lighting
Could ever brighten up these halls
My daddy wants me dead this Christmas
He doesn't think I've earned the family business
Oh yeah, my daddy wants me dead this Christmas
He wants my brother here instead this Christmas
This Christmas I don't need to see
No gift under the tree
Just want my city free
And a dad who's proud of me
This Christmas
You said I ruined your gift
A golden Ring, yeah
Through my fingers it slipped
Now I can feel your wrath
Osgiliath is overrun
"And oh, hey by the way"
You say, "I think they killed the wrong son"
My daddy wants me dead this Christmas
He doesn't think I've earned the family business
Oh yeah, my daddy wants me dead this Christmas
He wants my brother here instead this Christmas
This Christmas I don't need to see
No gift under that tree
Just want my city free
And a dad who's proud of me
Daddy doesn't want me here
Daddy just wants Boromir
I just want some Christmas cheer
And Daddy wants me dead this year
This Christmas
You sent for a pyre
Still breathing
You're trying to set me on fire
Instead of chestnuts toasting
It's me I think you're roasting, I fear
Can someone stay this madness
And bring a little gladness this year
My daddy wants me dead this Christmas
He doesn't think I've earned the family business
Oh yeah, my daddy wants me dead this Christmas
He wants my brother here instead this Christmas
This Christmas I don't need to see
No gift under that tree
Just want my city free
And this fire out under me
My daddy wants me dead this Christmas
My daddy wants me dead this Christmas
He doesn't think I've earned the family business
Oh yeah, my daddy wants me dead this Christmas
He wants my brother here instead this Christmas
This Christmas I don't need to see
No gift under that tree
Just want my city free
And a dad who's proud of me
My daddy wants me dead this Christmas
This Christmas I don't need to see
No gift under that tree
Just want my city free
And a dad who's proud of me
My daddy wants me dead this Christmas
My daddy wants me dead this Christmas
My daddy wants me dead this Christmas
You sent me away
This Christmas
I'm coming home to stay
Now instead of jingle-belling
I'm listening to you yelling, ah
No amount of Christmas lighting
Could ever brighten up these halls
My daddy wants me dead this Christmas
He doesn't think I've earned the family business
Oh yeah, my daddy wants me dead this Christmas
He wants my brother here instead this Christmas
This Christmas I don't need to see
No gift under the tree
Just want my city free
And a dad who's proud of me
This Christmas
You said I ruined your gift
A golden Ring, yeah
Through my fingers it slipped
Now I can feel your wrath
Osgiliath is overrun
"And oh, hey by the way"
You say, "I think they killed the wrong son"
My daddy wants me dead this Christmas
He doesn't think I've earned the family business
Oh yeah, my daddy wants me dead this Christmas
He wants my brother here instead this Christmas
This Christmas I don't need to see
No gift under that tree
Just want my city free
And a dad who's proud of me
Daddy doesn't want me here
Daddy just wants Boromir
I just want some Christmas cheer
And Daddy wants me dead this year
This Christmas
You sent for a pyre
Still breathing
You're trying to set me on fire
Instead of chestnuts toasting
It's me I think you're roasting, I fear
Can someone stay this madness
And bring a little gladness this year
My daddy wants me dead this Christmas
He doesn't think I've earned the family business
Oh yeah, my daddy wants me dead this Christmas
He wants my brother here instead this Christmas
This Christmas I don't need to see
No gift under that tree
Just want my city free
And this fire out under me
My daddy wants me dead this Christmas
My daddy wants me dead this Christmas
He doesn't think I've earned the family business
Oh yeah, my daddy wants me dead this Christmas
He wants my brother here instead this Christmas
This Christmas I don't need to see
No gift under that tree
Just want my city free
And a dad who's proud of me
My daddy wants me dead this Christmas
This Christmas I don't need to see
No gift under that tree
Just want my city free
And a dad who's proud of me
My daddy wants me dead this Christmas
My daddy wants me dead this Christmas
My daddy wants me dead this Christmas
Credits
Writer(s): Brendan Dalton
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Other Album Tracks
- Christmas in the Shire
- Christmas for the Ents (Treebeard's Wish)
- Arwen (Are You Leaving Me on Christmas?)
- Gollum's Christmas
- A Friend for Christmas (Prelude to the Death of an Orc)
- Thinking of You on Christmas (the Final Thoughts of Gandalf the Grey)
- Eye See You (It's Christmas)
- A Merryless Christmas (Merry and Pippin Sing of Friendship)
- Third Age Xmas (War Ain't Over)
- Christmas with Denethor (Faramir's Song)
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