Songtexte Glad Tidings (alternate version) - Van Morrison

And they'll lay you down low in the easy
And the lips that you kiss will say "Christmas"
And the miles that you traveled the distance

You believe no lies, dry your eyes and realize
That surprise
La, la, la, la la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la
La, la, la, la la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la

And the businessmen will shake hands and talk in numbers
And the princess will wake up from her slumber
Then the knights will all step forth with their arm bands
And every stranger you meet in the street will make demands

So believe no lies, then dry your eyes and realize
That surprise
La, la, la, la la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la
La, la, la, la la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la

Yeah, we'll send you glad tidings from New York
Open up your eyes, so you may see
And ask you not to read between the lines
Hope that you will come in right on time

And they'll talk to you while you're in trances
And you'll visualize not taking any chances
But meet them halfway with love, peace and persuasion
And expect them to stand up for the occasion
Don't it gratify when you see it materialize
Right in front of your eyes
That surprise

La, la, la, la la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la
La, la, la, la la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la

Yeah, we'll send you glad tidings from New York
Open up your eyes, so you may see
Ask you not to read between the lines
Hope that you will come in right on time, woah-ohh
And they'll lay you down low in the easy