Текст песни Sad Christmas - Broderick Jones

Hang the stockings up
By the fire place
Girl I want ya close
All up in my space
I do I do
As we gather round
And we trim the tree
When I look to my left and your not next to me
No no no

Sad Sad Christmas
It′s gone be a
Sad sad Christmas
It's gone be a
Sad Sad Christmas without you
Sad Sad Christmas
It′s gone be a
Sad sad Christmas
It's gone be a
Sad Sad Christmas without you

And imma still hang the mistletoe
Just Incase youre coming
To love me once again this year
His coming down the chimney
And I just want you here with me
So I'll wait till youre here

Sad Sad Christmas
It′s gone be a
Sad sad Christmas
It′s gone be a
Sad Sad Christmas without you
Sad Sad Christmas
It's gone be a
Sad sad Christmas
It′s gone be a
Sad Sad Christmas without you

Sad Sad Christmas
It's gone be a
Sad sad Christmas
It′s gone be a
Sad Sad Christmas without you
Sad Sad Christmas
It's gone be a
Sad sad Christmas
It′s gone be a
Sad Sad Christmas without you
Im so sad
Im so sad
Im so sad