The Night Before Christmas Eve
If this night was sixty years ago
When I was only seven
I'd be so excited,
I'd think I was in heaven.

I'd have looked out of the windows
And opened wide the doors
Then gaze up high into the sky
To see if he was coming early.

My Mother and my family would tell me not tonight
I'd hang my head and give a great big sigh
And say, "That's right, he's coming tomorrow night".