(Bb)Christ mas night,

an oth er fight;

tears, we cried a flood.

Just (Bb)Got all kinds

of poi son in, but of poi son in (F7sus)my blood.

I (Bb)took my feet

to Ox ford Street,

try’n’ to right a wrong.

Just (Bb)walk a way,

those win dows say, but I can’t be lieve (F7sus)she’s gone.

I

When (Eb)you’re still wait in’ for the snow to fall, it does n’t real ly feel like (Bb)Christ mas at all.

Those Christ mas (Bb)lights

(Gm)light up the (Bb)street,

down where the (Eb)sea

and cit y (Bb)meet.

(Gm)May all your (Eb)trou

bles soon (F7)be (Gm)gone.

Oh, Christ mas (Bb)lights,

(Cm)keep (F7)shin in’ (Bb)on.

(F7)Those Christ mas (Bb)lights

(Gm)light up the (Bb)street;

may be they’ll (Eb)bring

her back to (Bb)me.

(Gm)Then all my (Eb)trou

bles will (F7)be (Gm)gone.

Oh, Christ mas (Bb)lights,

(Cm)keep (F7)shin in’ (Bb)on.

(F7)Those Christ mas (Bb)on.