G - Bm - Am - D7
No, there won’t be Christmas for me this year
For the simple reason being you’re not here
There won’t be eggnogs by the cozy fire
There won’t be glasses of mulled wine either
There won’t even be a Christmas tree
’cause you’re not here to light it up with me
Oh, Santa honey, won’t you bring my baby back to me?
’cause i miss him, yes, i miss him oh so dearly
I haven’t sent him his Christmas card
’cause that would mean we really are apart
The Christmas stockings are as empty as my heart
Am - D7
I know you’re away doing something good
But just this once, baby, if you could
You know you can, and you know should
’cause Christmas won’t be Christmas…
without you
Two days to Christmas and i’m still waiting outside
Wishing upon a star that you’ll be coming home tonight
But it was cold, it was getting late
Sadly, i crept back into bed
But then i felt a soft kiss on my cheek
I opened my eyes, and there my baby was…
with me.
My baby came back for me
Merry Christmas, baby
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