歌手:Chris Rea
专辑:《Dancing with Strangers》

作词 : Chris Rea
作曲 : Chris Rea
I see all the tough guys still not 25
Dying on their feet
Coughing, honking, cadging cigarettes
And still out on the street

Well, they got no money, nowhere to go
Fathers of 2, 3, maybe 4, what are they gonna do
Jimmy got a busted mouth in a fight last night
He says he's okay
Going down to the workies club
(That's a laugh)
To buy something strong and take the pain awa

Joys of Christmas
Joys of Christmas
Northern style

Flashing Christmas light of police blue
Go spinning down the street
Women try to drag the men from pubs
Into the stores
And work hands in empty pockets deep

We stand outside the neon ice and wish ourselves the best
He says he's okay, out of work and fighting
Is all he's ever known
And laughs and says I worry too much anyway

Joys of Christmas
Joys of Christmas
Northern style

Before we all go insane
Let's drink to the likes of Jim
And please don't ask me why
It'll take too long to explain

Joys of Christmas