Paul Simon - Getting Ready for Christmas Day lyrics
[Paul Simon - Getting Ready for Christmas Day lyrics]
From early in November to the
Last week of December
I got money matters weighing me down
Oh the music may be merry
But it's only temporary
I know Santa Claus is coming to town
In the days I work my day job
In the nights I work my night
But it all comes down to working man's pay
Getting ready, I'm getting ready
Ready for Christmas Day
Getting ready for Christmas Day
And let me tell you, namely, the undertaker
He's getting ready for your body
Not only that
The jailer he's getting ready for you
Christmas day
Hmm? And not only the jailer, but the lawyer
The police force
Now getting ready for Christmas day
And I want you to bear it in mind
I got a nephew in Iraq
It's his third time back
But it's ending up the way it began
With the luck of a beginner
He'll be eating turkey dinner
On some mountaintop in Pakistan
Getting ready, oh, we're getting ready
For the power and the glory and
The story of the Christmas day
Getting ready, for Christmas day
Done made it up in your mind
That I'm going, New York, Philadelphia
Chicago i'm going, on a trip, getting ready
For Christmas day but when Christmas come
Nobody knows where you'll be
You might ask me i may be laying in some
Lonesome grave, getting ready
For Christmas day
Getting ready, oh we're getting ready
For the power and the glory and
The story of the Christmas day
Yes, we're getting ready, ready
Getting ready, ready for your prayers
"I'm going and see my relatives
In a distant land" getting ready
Getting ready for Christmas day
If I could tell my Mom and Dad
That the things we never had
Never mattered, we were always okay
Getting ready, oh, ready
Ready for Christmas day
Ready, getting ready
For the power and the glory and
The story of the Christmas day
Last week of December
I got money matters weighing me down
Oh the music may be merry
But it's only temporary
I know Santa Claus is coming to town
In the days I work my day job
In the nights I work my night
But it all comes down to working man's pay
Getting ready, I'm getting ready
Ready for Christmas Day
Getting ready for Christmas Day
And let me tell you, namely, the undertaker
He's getting ready for your body
Not only that
The jailer he's getting ready for you
Christmas day
Hmm? And not only the jailer, but the lawyer
The police force
Now getting ready for Christmas day
And I want you to bear it in mind
I got a nephew in Iraq
It's his third time back
But it's ending up the way it began
With the luck of a beginner
He'll be eating turkey dinner
On some mountaintop in Pakistan
Getting ready, oh, we're getting ready
For the power and the glory and
The story of the Christmas day
Getting ready, for Christmas day
Done made it up in your mind
That I'm going, New York, Philadelphia
Chicago i'm going, on a trip, getting ready
For Christmas day but when Christmas come
Nobody knows where you'll be
You might ask me i may be laying in some
Lonesome grave, getting ready
For Christmas day
Getting ready, oh we're getting ready
For the power and the glory and
The story of the Christmas day
Yes, we're getting ready, ready
Getting ready, ready for your prayers
"I'm going and see my relatives
In a distant land" getting ready
Getting ready for Christmas day
If I could tell my Mom and Dad
That the things we never had
Never mattered, we were always okay
Getting ready, oh, ready
Ready for Christmas day
Ready, getting ready
For the power and the glory and
The story of the Christmas day