Traveling along, singing a song
I'll be home for Christmas

Keelerville is riding high
and jingle bells, jingle bells
oh what a ride

I'm singing about the holy tide of Christmas
and all you within this place
true love at Macys, everybody embrace

I see the stars in the sky
that looked down where he lay
one was a little brighter
sleeping on the hay

I'm thinking about good cheer
and mistletoe and decking some halls
and reindeer and wreaths
and old tannen-bark

And little children brooding
Eating that figgy pudding 

Oh the weather outside is frightful
but my simple town is delightful
and down on the avenue I can see my breath
and two turtle doves headed for Key West
 
And the sounds of silence 
fell all through Simon's house
Not a creature was stirring
not even Garfunkles mouse 

And the Sugar plum fairy
got run out of town
he had too many visions
for the kids to be around

But all is not lost
don't have any fear
there's still prepositions
and clauses
and Amazing Grace is here