Black Xmas

Black, Black Christmas
Come home to me
Won't you come home to me
Oh black

Christmas, Black Christmas
Come home to me
You don't come home to me

Stockings were hung by the chimney with care
In hopes that St Nick, soon would be there
Brown paper packages tied up with string
Just me myself and I and my favorite thing

Black, Black Christmas
Come home to me
Won't you come home to me
Oh black

Christmas, Black Christmas
Come home to me
You don't come home to me

The fire burns low, a swan sleeps in the snow
I dream of a danger, nobody knows
Sweet baby Jesus, alone in a Manger
Waiting to take you away

Black, Black Christmas
Come home to me
Won't you come home to me
Oh black

Christmas, Black Christmas
Come home to me
You don't come home to me

You don't come home to me
You don't come home to me



Credits
Writer(s): Isaac Wynn
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

Link