Christmas in Camden

Sleigh bells are ringing
while choirs are singing
the soldiers are all coming home
It's the time of the year
when we live without fear
and nobody is ever alone

The christmas tree glistens in Picadilly Circus
and stands so incredibly tall
meanwhile i'll be spending my christmas in Camden
with no one to love me at all

I'm scraping the barrel
and all my apparel
is torn from the head to the toe
I'm stumbling around
in the bad side of town
with no certain place to go

So when all the drunks staying north of the river
should all topple over and fall
i'll be right with them spending my christmas in Camden
with no one to love me at all

When you complain
about full stomach pain
that you get from your big yule time feast
Just look at my state
with no food on my plate
and then i am sure you'll be pleased

I'm sure that you will not get chilly and lonesome
when the church bells are starting to toll
and i'm sure i'll be spending my christmas in Camden
with no one to love me at all

Just fighting the tide
while i'm living outside
of the marketplace miles from home
Could do with a boost
but i'll have to get used
to staying here all on my own

So when you are watching the logs on the fire
and your family is having a ball
please think of me spending my christmas in Camden
with no one to love me at all

◄ Tricky Mickey

Hooded Youth ►

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M.C. Newberry

Sat 15th Oct 2011 17:55

Westminster seems a better bet
If company you seek to get!
Your lines brought a mix of wry sympathy and
a knowing twinkle to these old London eyes.
M.C.

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