Sad Song For Christmas Songtext
von Greasy Belly

Alone with your picture
This room, so dark and so cold
While the rain hits the window
Cheap gin casts out the devil
From within my soul
And death come to take me on the back
Of a winged mare
And I beg the life another chance
To become a good man


Alone with your picture
This room, so dark and so cold
While the rain hits the window
Cheap gin casts out the devil
From within my soul
And death come to take me on the back
Of a winged mare
And I beg the life another chance
To become a good man

And I wrote this sad song for Christmas
And I wrote this sad song for her
Because nothing compares to Christmas
To call back to past

And I wrote this sad song for Christmas
And I wrote this sad song for her
Because nothing compares to Christmas
To call back to past

And I wrote this sad song for Christmas
While I drank thinking ′bout her
Empty bottle helps me to remember
That I'm just a man

Empty bottle helps me to remember
That I′m just a man

Empty bottle helps me to remember
That I'm just a man