Well, Christmas is gone,
Didn't leave but two
things for me
Christmas is gone, baby
Didn't leave but two
things for me
An empty pocket book, baby,
don't hold a lot of misery
Well, I was feeling mighty happy,
I was happy as I could be
I bought this town up on credit,
just to fill up my Christmas tree
Christmas is gone baby,
it'll leave with two things for me
An empty pocket book
an d a whole lot of misery
A misery baby
Well, I feel like cryin'
But I know cryin' won't help
I've got to hustle and scuffle
And pay these bills all by myself
Christmas is gone, baby
Didn't leave with two
fingers to read
An empty pocketbook, baby,
and a whole lot of misery
My telephone keeps ringing,
someone's knocking on my door
One bill collect after another,
and I can't stand it no more
Christmas is gone,
didn't leave but two things
for me
An empty pocket book, baby,
and a whole lot of misery
Well, I'm going to have to
stand in the welfare line,
because I spent all of my money.