It was cold in the night On a long and dark December And I“m drinkin“ in the local bar alone
ThereĀ“s a man singinĀ“ out SinginĀ“ words I canĀ“t remember Something ābout a tale of old New York
Pour another whiskey for the road āCause thatĀ“s the only spirit that I know
SinginĀ“ oh, this must be Christmas āCause IĀ“m sick of the songs that the radio plays But IĀ“m drinkinĀ“ and singinĀ“ along anyways SinginĀ“ oh, this must be Christmas āCause thereĀ“s only so much that my body can take But IĀ“m drinkinĀ“ and singinĀ“ along anyways SinginĀ“ oh, oh-oh Oh, oh-oh Oh, oh-oh
Mmm
Had a fight with some guy āCause he said I kissed his sister Might have done, I guess weĀ“ll never know
So pour another whiskey for the road āCause thatĀ“s the only spirit that I know
SinginĀ“ oh, this must be Christmas āCause IĀ“m sick of the songs that the radio plays But IĀ“m drinkinĀ“ and singinĀ“ along anyways SinginĀ“ oh, this must be Christmas āCause thereĀ“s only so much that my body can take But IĀ“m drinkinĀ“ and singinĀ“ along anyways SinginĀ“ oh, oh-oh