Stan Kenton - Hang Them on the Tree lyrics

It's a terrible disgrace
All this trash around the place
As the end of the year is drawing near
These are things I can't discard
But it shouldn't be too hard
To find a way to use them
Since I can't give away or lose them

I'll take the sorrows of last November
Make them a part of Christmas Day
Colour them shiny bright and gay
And hang them on the tree
I'll take the quarrels of last September
Cold with the words all sad and grey
Cover them with a silver spray
And hang them on the tree

Every worry, every fear
I'll tie on a string with every tear
Watch them dance in a Christmas light
A year's worth of troubles, shining bright

I didn't realize last December
They could be used up, then away
Paid for then, enjoyed much later
Time is the greatest decorator
Think those mean things red and green things
And hang them on the tree