Santa's Blues from America by David Rozelle

SANTAS BLUES
Another Christmas Day.. caught in the midst of our trouble's
Another way.. might not have tripped on this rubble
But if We turn back now.. may never find our way out
As if I've just learned now.. maybe peace can pop it's Head out

But I'm Dreaming again.. although it feels like a nightmare
Run Rudolph run.. run deep into the night air
And if you stumble now.. no telling what will be there
But I leave it up to you.. plant your feet in the thin air

Sliding along.. my sleigh in a snowstorm
Bells jingle on.. like they do in the old song
But if we slide back down.. no telling what will be around
If we sing right now maybe peace will pop its head out

Santa’s feel'n down.. somebody help me up off the ground
I have tried so many times…but this world keeps spinning round and down..
If we sing right now.. maybe peace will pop its head out
And if we feel right now… Maybe peace can pop its head out

Hark! the herald angels sing
Glory to the new-born King
Peace on earth and mercy mild
God and sinners reconcile..

• American
• Christmas
• Dirty Politics
• Rock
• acoustic rock
• america
• electric rock
• hope
• indie folk
• indie rock
• memories
• peace
• New York