The Trains Don’t Run (It’s Christmas Day) Lyrics

Before the ice gritters
But after the drunks
I tiptoe down the stairs to fill the stockings upBelieve me when I say I wouldn't have it any other way
White snow may turn to grey
The Christmas sky is blue if this is me and youUnwrapping my gifts ...
Because the trains don't run, not on Christmas dayBelieve me when I say I wouldn't have it any other way
White snow may turn to grey
The Christmas sky is blue if this is me and youWe sit in paper hats, our stomachs gorged
We vow to get drunk before we get boredBelieve me when I say I wouldn't have it any other way
White snow may turn to grey
The Christmas sky is blueBelieve me when I say I wouldn't have it any other way
White snow may turn to grey
The Christmas sky is blue if this is me and you