Blues Traveler - Christmas

^CComes the time for C^Fhristmas, and I r^Geally have to a^Amsk ^{G Am}If this is feeling ^Fmerry, how much ^Glonger must it ^Clast ^CI wish your one-horse open ^Fsleigh, would come and ^Gcarry me ^Amaway^G But I've been ^Amwaiting here all ^Fday, and one just ^Ghasn’t come m^Cy way Now ^Cexcuse me if I’m not bein^Fg reverent, but I wa^Gs hoping for a miracle t^Amo hold me^G, wash me ^AmSave me from my ^Frighteous doubt, as I w^Gatch helpless, and ^Ceverybody sings If it's ^CChanukah or ^FKwanza, ^GSolstice Harvest or ^AmDecember ^Gtwenty ^Amfifth ^AmPeace on Earth to ^Feveryone, and ^Gabundance to ^Ceveryone your with

^CComes the time for C^Fhristmas, and as you r^Gaise your Yuletide f^Amlask ^G There’s like thi^Ams feeling that yo^Fu carry, as if from ever^Gy Christma^Cs past It’s a^Cs if each year i^Ft grows, it’s like ^Gyou feel it in y^Amour t^Goes And on and ^Amon your carol ^Fgoes, harvesting ^Glove among your ^Cwoes I wa^Cnt to buy into t^Fhe benevolence, and ^GI was hoping for a mirac^Amle to hol^Gd me, wash me ^AmMake me know what i^Ft’s about, as th^Ge longing in me^C, makes me want to sing ^CNoel or ^FNavidad, ^Gseason celebration or ^Amjust the ^Gend of the ^Amyear ^AmChristmas can mean ^Fanything, and I ^Gmean to keep its ^Chope forever near

As if a ^Amcold and ^Amfrozen ^Gsoul was ^Gwarmed, to ^Amlove, by ^Amlove’s ow^Cn han^Cd So goes the ^Amprayer, if ^Amfor a ^Gday peace ^Gon Earth, ^Fand good ^Fwill to ^Gmen <pause>

At twenty ^Cbelow the winter storm it ^Fbillows, but the ^Gfire is so warm in^Cside^G And the ^Amchildren while nestled in their ^Fpillows, dream of ^GSt. Nicholas??^C? ride And how t^Che next day they’ll get up and ^Fthey will play, in^G the still falling Chris^Ctmas^G snow And ^Amtogether we’ll celebrate f^Forever, in de^Gfiance of the winds tha^Ct ^Gblow My God in ^CHeaven, now I feel like I’^Fm seven, and th^Ge Spirit calls to me a^Cs well As if ^AmChristmas, had made the ^Fwinter warmer, ^Gmade a paradise from wh^Cat was Hell

As if a ^Amcold and ^Amfrozen ^Gsoul is ^Gwarmed, to ^Amlove, by ^Amlove’s ow^Cn han^Cd So goes the ^Amprayer, if ^Amfor a ^Gday peace ^Gon Earth, ^Fand good ^Fwill to ^Gmen

^CComes a time for ^FChristmas, and I ^Gcan not help but ^Cask^G… Twenty below, the winter storm it billows, but the fire is so warm inside… ^AmIf this is feeling ^Fmerry, how much ^Glonger must it ^Clast The children while nestled in their pillows, dream of St. Nicholas’ ride ^CI wish your one-horse open ^Fsleigh, would come ^Gcarry me ^Caway^G… Comes a time for Christmas, and I can not help but ask… But I've been ^Amwaiting here all ^Fday, and one just ^Ghasn’t come m^Cy way If this is feeling merry, how much longer must it last It’s as^C if each year i^Ft grows, it’s like ^Gyou feel it in y^Cour ^Gtoes Comes a time for Christmas, and I can not help but ask… Now excuse me if I’m not being reverent, but I was hoping for a miracle… My God in Heaven, now I feel like I’m seven… And on and ^Amon your carol ^Fgrows, harvesting ^Glove among your ^Cwoes If this is feeling merry, how much longer must it last Save me from my righteous doubt, as I watch helpless… Oh ^CChanukah Oh ^FKwanza, ^GSolstice Harvest or ^AmDecember ^Gtwenty ^Amfifth… Comes a time for Christmas, and I can not help but ask… I wish your one-horse open sleigh, would come carry me away… La Laaaa La La La La, La La La La La La La La, La La… ^AmPeace on Earth to e^Fveryone, and ^Gabundance to everyone your ^Cwith If this is feeling merry, how much longer must it last But I've been waiting here all day, and one just hasn’t come my way ^CHark! The ^FHerald ^GAngels ^Amsing^{G Am}Glory ^Fto the ^Gnewborn ^CKing Mix in other verses Mix in other verses ^CPeace on ^FEarth and ^Gmercy ^Ammild^{G Am}God and ^Fsinners ^Grecon^Cciled Mix in other verses Mix in other verses ^CHark! The ^FHerald ^GAngels ^Amsing^{G Am}Glory ^Fto the ^Gnewborn ^CKing Mix in other verses Mix in other verses ^CPeace on ^FEarth and ^Gmercy ^Ammild^{G Am}God and ^Fsinners ^Grecon^Cciled Mix in other verses Mix in other verses

I wish your ^Cone-horse open ^Fsleigh, would come ^Gcarry me ^Amaway^G And I'll keep ^Amwaiting through next ^FMay, until ^GChristmas comes my ^Cway