From the recording Christmas Eve 1968
A nostalgic look back at boyhood Christmases song.
Lyrics
Christmas Eve, quietly reminiscing
Back to nineteen sixty eight
Best behave, or we’ll have to go to bed now
We want to stay up late
Christmas tree is sparkling in the corner
Paper garlands pinned across the room
Dad drinks beer, a sherry for my mother
The house is filled with love
Christmas day, excited little children
Playing and running all around
We go outside, there’s deep snow in the garden
It’s a winter wonderland
Snowman built, we’re daddy’s little helpers
Carrot nose and dark coal for the eyes
Go back in, there’s food upon the table
Then it’s time for our surprise.
Socks from Nan, she’s knitted me a jumper
Hat and scarf to keep me warm
Action Man, a big box of Meccano
Hot Wheels loop the loop with cars
Grandad snores, he’s had too many whiskies
Nana smiles, she’s won another game
Cards, Charades, my favourite, Consequences
Each year it’s just the same
Christmas night, we sit around the telly
Watching Morecambe and Wise
One more treat, Carnation milk and Jelly
We can’t believe our eyes
Off to bed, hot water bottle warming
Blankets tucked and snuggled to our cheek
Christmas past, a window to our childhood
Memories of the past we seek
Forgot to mention chocolates
