Knee deep in Christmas blue
Doing things you used to do
You'd laugh but angel heaven knows I tried
I put kisses in your crystal bowl
No stick on bows
Or lumps of coal
My wrapping's such a mess would make you cry
Merry Christmas, Angel divine
Your satin gown and snow white wings are looking down from the tree tops
On silver bells and shiny things
Little shepherds and their herds all made of glass like mother's birds
The paper chains our babies made in school
A little shoe, a tiny car, a sleigh, a pipe, a golden star
Enough, or I'll start crying like a fool
Merry Christmas, Angel divine
Your satin gown and snow white wings, are looking down from the tree tops
On silver bells and shiny things
Satin balls and pretty lights now decorate my silent nights and Christmas wishes
That I might at least
Dream of your kisses
Angel of mine
Merry Christmas, Angel of mine
Your satin gown and snow white wings, are looking down from the tree tops
On silver bells and shiny things
Satin balls and pretty lights now decorate my silent nights and Christmas wishes
That I might at least
Dream of your kisses
Angel of mine