Christmas Lyrics

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I was listening to Christmas music this morning when I suddenly realized it takes on a whole new meaning this year…or maybe non-meaning. Here are some lyrics I picked out that sort of ‘splain all this.

 Lyric #1: I’ll be home for Christmas, you can plan on me…

Well, this year you’re going to have a long wait. For the first time in my life I won’t be home for Christmas. Actually Christmas this year may be a little more like Christmas. Christmas in South Florida is usually hot and sunny. We will be in Pennsylvania where it should be cold and maybe even snowy.

Lyric #2: Deck the Halls with boughs of holly, fa-la-la-la-la-la-la…

Nope, we are not decking the halls this year. We wont’ be here. So, there is really no need for me to go nuts and string lights and garland everywhere. I suppose I could have shown you a picture of the house from last year, but showing Christmas past for Christmas present, well that’s sort of like fake xmas. We’ll be staying at our niece’s house where, knowing her, the halls will be decked along with everything else from the basement to the top of the chimney.

Lyric #3: Oh Christmas Tree, oh Christmas tree, how lovely are thy branches…

It kind of sad. The Christmas tree stand on the shelf in the garage will remain on the shelf this year. There is no tree and hence the stand will have no gifts around it come Christmas morning.   Talk about being left standing….

Lyric #4: Chestnuts roasting on an open fire, Jack Frost nipping at your nose…

This is silly, actually. See, we never ever ever roast chestnuts and Jack Frost never ever ever comes to South Florida. I am sure we will meet up with him this year.

Lyric #5: We three kings of Orient are, bearing gifts we traverse afar…

‘Tis partially true. King Marc and Queen Rosemarie will traverse afar as Pennsylvania. That’s a little over a thousand miles. And, oh yes, we will be bearing gifts for everyone there. We make an excellent royal couple.

Lyric #6: Said the little lamb to the Shepard boy, do you hear what I hear?

Well this sure hits home. One early Christmas gift Rosemarie got a few weeks back was a pair of hearing aids. This should seriously reduce the number of times I hear “what?” throughout the day. Boy does that get frustrating.   It took me over a year to finally raise the volume by which I talk to her and now she keeps tellin’ I’m yelling…well yeah! This is a new frustration because she doesn’t have her gear in her ear all the time. So I will say something innocent, like “Hey, wanna mess around?” and she’ll either act like she doesn’t hear me or tell me screaming demands will get me nowhere. Go figure.

 And finally, Lyric #7: We wish you a Merry Christmas, we wish you a Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year!

Okay, now this is the first one that makes sense because it expresses exactly what Rosemarie and I wish to extend to all our friends and family…and maybe even some enemies here and there!  And, guess what–I dug up last year’s tree anyway…it’s still holding up and hasn’t dropped a needle!

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About Marc Kuhn

I am a retired radio exec. I've worked at major stations in Philadelphia, Washington, D.C. and Miami. That was then. This is now: I've published seven books and this blog thingy. Need to know more? Really? Okay, I bare/bear all at http://marckuhn.com The other links are for the websites of each of the books I've written. I've been busy! Hope you'll stop by and check them out. Thanks for your interest!
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One Response to Christmas Lyrics

  1. rcarmean says:

    And God bless us, Everyone.

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