Won't Be Home For Christmas - Hootie & The Blowfish

Dear Santa Claus

I write to you because

I don’t want toys this year

I just want my daddy here

He’s gone to fight in the war

He’s a Sgt.

in the Corp

My mommy says he makes

The world a safer place

But I’m scared for him now 'cause he’s not coming home for Christmas

We will talk on the phone but he won’t be home for Christmas

Season’s greetings flow across the radio

Dear family, hang in there with me

It’s hard to rest at ease this Christmas overseas

Artificial green and red the blood we’ve seen

W have God on our side, but we won’t b home for Christmas

When the fighting subsides all the angels will sing

Sha la la la, Sha la la la

'Til then tie a yellow ribbon 'round the ol' Christmas tree

'Cause I’m not coming home, no I won’t be home for Christmas

Freedom’s why we’re here

Freedom from our fear

Isn’t anybody free that let’s another be

I pray your angels around those who won’t be home for Christmas

And everybody will sing for the birth of the king

Sha la la la

Sha la la la

And if it’s this time next year, and we’re still here

Let an angel appear

Where the dust never clears

'Cause I’m not comin' home oh, I wanna go home

Sha la la la

Sha la la la

'Til then tie a yellow ribbon 'round the ol' Christmas tree

'Cause I’m not coming home, oh I wanna come home for Christmas