And it came to pass on a Christmas evening...
While all the doors were shutted tight.
Outside standing... lonely boy child...
cold and shivering in the night.

On the street every window
save but one was gleaming bright.
And to this window...walked the boy child..
Peeking in saw candle light.

Through other windows he had looked at turkeys
and ducks 'n geese 'n cherry pie.
But through this window saw a gray haired lady -
table bare - tears in her eyes.

Into his coat reached the boy-child
knowing well there was little there.
He took from his pocket his own Christmas dinner -
A bit of cheese - some bread to share.

His outstretched hands held the food and
they trembled as the door it opened wide.
Said he: "Would you share with me Christmas dinner?"
And gently said she "Come inside..."

The gray-haired lady brought forth to the table -
some glasses too - the last drop of wine.
Said she "Here's a toast to everyone's Christmas...
And especially yours and mine."

And it came to pass on that Christmas Evening...
While all the doors were shutted tight...
That in that town the happiest Christmas...
Was shared by candle light.

[ Christmas Dinner Lyrics by Noel Paul Stookey ]

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

May the True Spirit of Christmas
Bless You and Yours this year

 

 

 

 

 

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