Catching Cold
Don Dixon Lyrics
Catching Cold Lyrics
Catching Cold by Don Dixon
Ground rice steaming and green beans stringing and pie that's??? Almond???
That's the way to spend Thanksgiving, but I'm not there to sit and??? take it??? in
I live in constant fear of being rolled, 'cause I'm up in New York city catching cold
Well there are stockings by the chimney, stuffed with nuts and tangerines
Grandma's chuckle, wild babies gurgle, dads tie is red and green
The table is packed with food again, I'm still not there to lend a hand
And I'll miss the greatest story ever told, 'cause I'm up in New York city catching cold
Oh I wish that I could be there with the packages and bows
To catch you smiling sweetly underneath the mistletoe
My chair is sitting empty as they call me on the phone
And the whole damn yule time seasons come and go
The party hats get dusted off, the family resolute
The band parades while cute spring maids give out flag salutes
Up here where they drink to twelve o'clock and then tear up the Times Square block
I think I see the ghost of Lombardo; he's up in New York City catching cold
I'll take his arm and head out for a stroll, two spectres in a swirling icy blow
Up in New York City catching cold
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