Текст песни Blue Xmas - Miles Davis , Gil Evans

Merry Christmas
I hope you have a bright one
But for me it's blue

Blue Christmas
That's the way you see it when you're feeling blue
Blue Xmas
When you're blue at Christmas time you see right through
All the waste, all the sham, all the haste
And plain old bad taste

Sidewalk Santy Clauses are much, much, much too thin
They're wearing fancy rented costumes
False beards and big fat phony grins
And nearly everybody's standing around
Holding out their empty hand or tin cup
Gimme, gimme, gimme, gimme, gimme, gimme, gimme
Fill my stocking up
All the way up

It's a time when the greedy
Give a dime to the needy
Blue Christmas
All the paper is a-fal-de-ral
Blue Xmas
People trading gifts that matter not at all
What I call fal-de-ral, bitter gall
Fal-de-ral

Lots of hungry homeless children in your own back yards
While you're very, very busy
Addressing twenty zillion Christmas cards
Now, Yuletide is the season to receive
And oh, to give and ah, to share
But all you December do-gooders rush around
And rant and rave and loudly blare

Merry Christmas
I hope yours is a bright one
But for me it's blue