Merry Christmas I hope you have a fine one, but for me it's blue Blue Christmas That's the way you see it when you're feeling blue Blue Xmas When you're blue at Christmastime, you see right through All the waste, all the sham, all the haste and plain old bad taste Sidewalk Santy Clauses are much, much, much too thin They're wearing fancy rented costumes False beards and big fat phony grins And nearly everybody's standing around Holding out their empty hand or tin cup Gimme, gimme, gimme, gimme, gimme, gimme, gimme Fill my stocking up, all the way up It's a time when the greedy give a dime to the needy Blue Christmas All the favor is a bit of fal-de-ral Blue Xmas People trading gifts that matter not at all What I call fal-de-ral, bitter gall Fal-de-ral Lots of hungry, homeless children in your own backyards While you're very, very busy addressing 20 zillion Christmas cards Now Yuletide is the season to receive And, oh, to give and ah, to share But all you December do-gooders rush Around and rant and rave and loudly blare Merry Christmas I hope yours is a fine one, but for me it's blue
