"It was christmas eve babe
In the drunk tank
An old man said to me, wont see another one
And then he sang a song
The rare old mountain dew
I turned my face away
And dreamed about you
...
Theyve got cars big as bars
Theyve got rivers of gold
But the wind goes right through you
Its no place for the old
When you first took my hand
On a cold christmas eve
You promised me
Broadway was waiting for me"
Merry Christmas... Eve everyone! Hope all is well today and tomorrow!
Due to damn Global warming (*looks around to see everything electrical turned on*, not that I'm helping to stop it. =P) it really doesn't feel Christmassy outside t