Oh how I long for Christmas
The way it used to be
With paper chains and tinsel
And presents on the tree
The turkey roasting slowly
The boiling brussel sprout
A glass of Bristol sherry
That’s what it’s all about
Christmas carols on the radio
And falling snow I’d see
When chocolate and oranges
Still meant the world to me
A time for all the family
Gathered at the fireside
Back in those bygone years
Before real Christmas died
Oh how I long for Christmas
The way it used to be
In company of loved ones
Time has stolen silently
