(G)Christ mas night, an oth er fight.

Tears we cried, a flood.

(G)Got all kinds

of poi son in,

of poi son in my blood.

I (G)took my feet

to Ox ford Street,

tryin’ to right a wrong.

“Just (G)walk a way,”

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

When (Gmaj7)you’re still wait ing for the snow to fall, it does n’t real ly feel like (Dsus)Christ mas at all.

Up (G)a bove, can dles on air flick er, oh, they flick (C)er and they flow,

and I’m up here hold ing on to all those chan de liers of hope.

Like some (Em)drunk ard in this cit y, I go (C)sing ing out of tune,

sing ing how I al ways loved you, dar ling, and I al ways will.

Oh, when you’re still wait ing for the snow to fall, it does n’t real ly feel like (D)Christ mas at all.

Still wait ing for the snow to fall, it does n’t real ly feel like (D)Christ mas at all.

Those Christ mas (G)lights

light (C)up the (G)street,

(G)down where (Em7)the (C)sea

and cit y (G)meet.

May (Em7)all (G)your (C)trou

bles soon (C)be (Em7)gone.

Oh, Christ (G)mas lights,

(G)keep shin (D)ing (G)on.

(D7sus)Those Christ mas (G)lights

light (C)up the (G)street,

(G)may be (Em7)they’ll (C)bring

her back to (G)me.

Then (Em7)all (G)my (C)trou

bles will (C)be (Em7)gone.

Oh, Christ (G)mas lights,

(G)keep shin (D)ing (G)on.

(D7sus)Those Christ mas

Oh.

(G)Oh, Christ (C)mas bles soon (C)be (Em7)gone.

(G)Those (D7sus)Christ (C)mas (G)lights

(D7sus)keep (G)shin (D)ing (G)on.