Christmas Blues (1999)

Another year is drawin’ down,

I’m sittin’ in a one-horse town.

The gold that glittered long ago,

went somewhere I can’t go.

There’s been trouble strife and pain,

enough to make us all complain.

Lost some ones that we held dear,

will those grey skies ever clear?

Lost some hair and hit a cow,

but to gittin’ old I’ll disavow.

Grounded the Millennium through,

is the lot that Kathy drew.

MS slowed the lover’s dance,

three diseases, what’s the chance?

When it comes to Christmas time,

will I find a happy rhyme?

A Norther blows and chills the land,

showin’ us the Master’s hand.

Snow falls on the mountain peak,

and somehow things ain’t so bleak.

Mint fresh air revives the heart,

time to make another start.

Thinkin’ back two thousand years,

ain’t no reason for these tears.

A Savior came for you and me,

full of grace to set us free.

Guess it’s time to string the lights,

set my spirits to new heights.

Wrap a package oh so pretty,

came all the way from Kansas City.

Wind the garland ‘round the tree,

hang some tinsel for all to see.

Ol’ Santa Claus will come this year,

‘cuz he knows that Diamond’s here.

Her Dad might make it in his truck,

if the weather holds, he’s in luck.

The gals will be cookin’ up a storm,

‘cuz at Christmas, that’s the norm.

We’ll tear into a pile of loot,

while Nikki checks it with her snoot.

Friends and family gather ‘round,

makin’ such a happy sound.

Rip the package open now,

later on, we’ll have some chow.

For Shooz there’ll be a mousy toy,

but Xena wants the real McCoy.

Nikki hides her bone from Sport,

it’s still there at last report.

Me, I’ll get a tool or two,

of its use, I’ll have no clue.

Ma, she’ll get some baubles fine,

they’ll get worn on down the line.

Though Kathy wants her car keys back,

she won’t be drivin’ no Cadillac.

Watchin’ football all day long,

Hey that Ref got it wrong!

Holdin’ Diamond in my lap,

rockin’ ‘til she takes a nap.

Finally comes the time to eat,

take one last look at my feet.

Plates piled high with sumptuousness,

cannot wait, the food to bless.

Dig on in, there’s plenty here,

you can diet all next year.

We’ll hide the scale ‘til New Years Day,

resolutions get made that way.

Merry Christmas! We all shout,

This ain’t no time for me to pout.

Guess I sort of like this day,

Cuz it takes the blues away.

LDT Christmas 1999

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