Christmas in New Orleans - Rickie Lee Jones

It’s Christmas time

Here in New Orleans

The streets are all empty

But for we three Queens

Who follow the fire

Of an old guitar

That burns so bright

Over the local bar

I know you told me, girl

Why do you let them see you cry?

Look away, look away like me

And your crowd went wild

Who can say what breaks inside?

Me I woke up in the wings

And I still can’t recognize

This sound my scars make when I sing

How could you explain

A life as crazy as ours?

How would I explain a love

That fell down from the stars

And burned a light into the dark

That was my life for a while

And now you wake up again

In that old black hat

Another dream of me

Bet you don’t tell her that

Now you roll over

Turn and smell her hair

You know, it’s warm down here

For Christmas

We all hope you’re cold up there

How do we explain a time

As crazy as ours?

How do you explain a love

That fell down from the stars

And burned a light into the dark?

That was my life

For a while

So when you’re lost out here

On the other side of desire

Come on in and warm your hands

On our eternal fire

We’re all drinking and singing songs

Full of Christmas cheer

And every ghost there at the bar

Wishes that you were here