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Written & Arranged by Comanchero
Sam Margolis - Guitars, Vocals
Andrew Kramer - Bass, Mando-Banjo, Electric Guitar, Vocals
Greg Moon - Drums, Vocals, Xylophone
Jim Levin - Percussion, Vocals
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lyrics
I cannot recall
If there were chestnuts on the fire
As it warmed us every winter
It's like a splinter in my minds eye.
I can't remember if the songs they sing are true.
Peace on earth, good will to men.
Could it all have been pretend or just another lie?
Told to keep the fire in the belly of the beast,
At least as long as winter's breath survives
Chorus:
And they don't believe in Jesus in this dusty land.
I can see the star that points the way to Bethlehem.
Tell all the folks back home I'm giving everything I can
As I waste another Christmas in the desert sand
When I was a child, I just did as I was told.
I never thought about tomorrow,
Or knew that sorrow was a common thing.
I counted on the warm embraces of a mother.
Who never knew of any other way to raise a boy up
And his brother who could run from dawn
To dusk around the neighborhood and
Trust the air to lift him up and
thrust him as he soared upon his wings.
Chorus
And they don't believe in Jesus in this dusty land.
I can see the star that points the way to Bethlehem.
Tell all the folks back home I'm giving everything I can
As I waste another Christmas in the desert sand.
I am beaten I am broken.
I have lost the cost of every subway token that
Ever took me uptown to find your door.
It was a snowy New Years Eve when
I believe you said to me
That there couldn't be a distance that would ever sever
Any of the love we built together.
And I know I heard those words
But its been so long since I knew
I'm the man that they were for.
Chorus
But they don't believe in Jesus in this dusty land.
I can see the star that points the way to Bethlehem.
Tell all the folks back home I'm giving everything I can.
As I waste another Christmas in the desert sand.
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