Christmas Without Her
Christmas country-blues ballad in a slow 12/8 sway: twangy electric guitar, upright bass, piano and light drums, with a velvety male baritone, a high soprano line and a male quartet singing backup. Melancholy and lonely, sung in English, about spending the holidays without her.
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Lyrics
The frost is creeping up the window paneCoffee’s getting cold and dark againI moved your rocking chair back to the hallBut the dust is settling on the wallIt’s a blue, blue Christmas morningCold wind blowing through the doorI’m just a ghost inside this kitchenYou don’t live here anymoreI don’t want to light the treeIt’s a blue, blue Christmas morningI saw your sister at the grocery storeShe didn’t say much like she did beforeThe neighbors got their colored lights in rowsBut I’m just waiting for the heavy snowsIt’s a blue, blue Christmas morningCold wind blowing through the doorI’m just a ghost inside this kitchenYou don’t live here anymoreI don’t want to light the treeIt’s a blue, blue Christmas morningMaybe I’ll just drive until the gas runs dryWatch the winter moon hang in the skyThere ain't no carols playing on the radioJust the sound of tires on the frozen roadIt’s a blue, blue Christmas morningCold wind blowing through the doorI’m just a ghost inside this kitchenYou don’t live here anymoreI don’t want to light the treeIt’s a blue, blue Christmas morningYeah, it's blueJust me and the moonAnother year gone too soon
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