Paul SimonGetting Ready For Christmas Day

From early in November to the last week of December I got money matters weighing me down Oh the music may be merry, but it's only temporary I know Santa Claus is coming to town In the days I work my day job, in the nights I work my night But it all comes down to working man's pay Getting ready, I'm getting ready, ready for Christmas Day Reverend Gates: Getting ready for Christmas Day. And let me tell you, namely, the undertaker, he's getting ready for your body Not only that, the jailer he's getting ready for you. Christmas Day. Hmm? And not only the jailer, but the lawyer, the police force Now getting ready for Christmas Day, and I want you to bear it in mind. I got a nephew in Iraq it's his third time back But it's ending up the way it began With the luck of a beginner he'll be eating turkey dinner On some mountain top in Pakistan Getting ready, oh we're getting ready For the power and the glory and the story of the Christmas Day Reverend Gates: Getting ready, for Christmas Day. Done made it up in your mind that I'm going, New York, Philadelphia, Chicago. I'm going, on a trip, getting ready, for Christmas Day. But when Christmas come, nobody knows where you'll be. You might ask me. I may be layin' in some lonesome grave, getting ready, for Christmas Day. Getting ready oh we're getting ready For the power and the glory and the story of the Christmas Day Yes, we're getting ready Reverend Gates: Getting ready, ready for your prayers, "I'm going and see my relatives in a distant land." Getting ready, getting ready for Christmas Day. If I could tell my Mom and Dad that the things we never had Never mattered we were always okay Getting ready, oh ready, ready for Christmas Day Ready, getting ready For the power and the glory and the story of the Christmas Day
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