作词 : BUSH, KRISTIAN/PAUL, ELLIS Its Christmas day, and the snow is coming down Church bells sway, They're ringin' awake the town Preacher Klein recites his lines The pews will be full today Mr. Howe cranks up his plow His blades will clear the way Its Christmas day, and the pecan pies are baking Mothers say, "It's the giving not the taking" My brothers brand new bicycle is out janglin' in the street I watch him through the icycles with this wood box beneath my feet All I got is this little wood guitar What it brought is neon lights and crowded bars Like all the kings with all their gold While chasing down your star I'm told Every highway takes me where you are With this little wood guitar Its Christmas day, funny how the years have shaped us So much has changed I'm a musician, I'm a waitress Chicago's a winter wonderland My brother and his wife Passing around their dinner plates Disecting my life All I got is this little wood guitar What it brought is neon lights and crowded bars Like all the kings with all their gold While chasing down your star I'm told Every highway takes me where you are With this little wood guitar I never stopped believing I just kept on singin' Now people come to see me from miles around And I don't mind confessing That I still count my blessings I just never thought I'd settle down Its Christmas day, and the little ones are waking I hear them play I can hear the presents shaking My boys outside on his new bike janglin' in the street My little girl she's watching him with a wood box beneath her feet All she got was this little wood guitar What I thought is it might take her pretty far Like all the kings with all their gold when chasing down your star I'm told Every highway takes me where you are With this little wood guitar
作词 : BUSH, KRISTIAN/PAUL, ELLIS Its Christmas day, and the snow is coming down Church bells sway, They're ringin' awake the town Preacher Klein recites his lines The pews will be full today Mr. Howe cranks up his plow His blades will clear the way Its Christmas day, and the pecan pies are baking Mothers say, "It's the giving not the taking" My brothers brand new bicycle is out janglin' in the street I watch him through the icycles with this wood box beneath my feet All I got is this little wood guitar What it brought is neon lights and crowded bars Like all the kings with all their gold While chasing down your star I'm told Every highway takes me where you are With this little wood guitar Its Christmas day, funny how the years have shaped us So much has changed I'm a musician, I'm a waitress Chicago's a winter wonderland My brother and his wife Passing around their dinner plates Disecting my life All I got is this little wood guitar What it brought is neon lights and crowded bars Like all the kings with all their gold While chasing down your star I'm told Every highway takes me where you are With this little wood guitar I never stopped believing I just kept on singin' Now people come to see me from miles around And I don't mind confessing That I still count my blessings I just never thought I'd settle down Its Christmas day, and the little ones are waking I hear them play I can hear the presents shaking My boys outside on his new bike janglin' in the street My little girl she's watching him with a wood box beneath her feet All she got was this little wood guitar What I thought is it might take her pretty far Like all the kings with all their gold when chasing down your star I'm told Every highway takes me where you are With this little wood guitar
