Daddy and The Christmas Tree Angel
A Carol, on the Juicy Side
Thanksgiving is done. How can we top It? With Brighter Lights and Bigger Wings! Time to plunge into Christmas! I hope this helps:
Oh Daddy always grumbled
About setting up the tree.
He lacked the Christmas spirit
Just between you all and me
But this year when he hooked up
Our angel to the lights,
A change came over Daddy,
And now he's quite a sight.
Oh Daddy's never glowed his way on Christmas.
He seems to have absorbed the angel's juice.
Yes the angel on the tree has lit up Daddy,
And Daddy just can't seem to turn her loose.
The angel's made of tinsel
With a lightbulb in her breast.
Daddy went to put her up
On top where she looks best.
He climbed up on his ladder
And held the angel high,
And wired her to the treetop;
We plugged her in and, My!
Oh, Daddy's never glowed this way on Christmas.
He seems to have absorbed the angel's juice.
Yes the angel on the tree has lit up Daddy,
And Daddy just can't seem to turn her loose.
Daddy isn't speaking.
I guess he's full of awe.
We'd rather not unplug him --
Till now we never saw
Daddy look so festive,
Daddy look so fine.
He's brighter than the angel --
His eyes especially shine.
Oh Daddy's never glowed this way on Christmas.
He seems to have absorbed the angel's juice.
Yes the angel on the tree has lit up Daddy,
And Daddy just can't seem to turn her loose.
We'll let him be till New Year's,
Or till he lets us know
That he has had enough of
His new angelic glow.
He adds a lot to Christmas
By simply standing there,
His lips moving slightly
As if in silent prayer.
Oh Daddy's never glowed this way on Christmas.
He seems to have absorbed the angel's juice.
Yes the angel on the tree has lit up Daddy,
And Daddy just can't seem to turn her loose.
Damn damn the lights!
Get me the number of Irving Berlin!