If I Don't Make It Through This Christmas (featuring Megan Schroder)
By: Steven Hardy
Duration
2:43
Genres
Description
This is Christmas, New Orleans funeral style.
Lyrics
If I don't make it through this Christmas Have a drink on me, Put all of my belongings under Some poor family's tree; Dress me up like Santa, Deck me out in mistletoe, Sing "O, Hallelujah!" And bury me in the snow. If I don't make it through this Christmas I won't have to pretend That mere acquaintances Are really dear, dear friends; And concerning my vital organs: I'll be happy to donate. Sing "O, Hallelujah!" And guide me to the Pearly Gates. Jolly Saint Nicholas, Time to take me off your list. Angels we have heard on high, Sing me one more lullaby. If I don't make it through this Christmas There will be those who grieve, But they'll be getting over it In time for New Year's Eve. So, crack the champagne open, Toast the year, and me, good-bye, I'll be with Guy Lombardo's Royal Canadians High up in the sky. Jolly Saint Nicholas, It's time to take me off your list. Angels we have heard on high, Sing me one more lullaby.
