Oh, How I Wish I Were A Child Again [Song]

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OH, HOW I WISH I WERE A CHILD AGAIN
By Kelwyn Hutcheon
Album: Christmas Classics

Oh, how I wish I were a child again
Red poinsettias keep reminding me
Christmas time is just around the bend
Soon the feeling will be heavenly
The kids anticipate vacation time
All Christmas chores must wait a while
If they don't send their letters, bells won't chime
Oh how I wish I were a child.

It's still some days away, when will it ever come?
New curtains up, and down today - linoleum
Cobweb complete, now play. Mum notices, oh gosh!
Insists that I must stay to help whitewash.

Oh, how I wish I were a child again
Red poinsettias keep reminding me
Christmas time is just around the bend
Soon the feeling will be heavenly
The kids anticipate vacation time
All Christmas chores must wait a while
If they don't send their letters, bells won't chime
Oh, how I wish I were a child.

Beneath the pitch oil tin the fire's burning bright
The tree, the creche, the babe within, Christmas Eve night
They send me off to sleep, certain I'm out of sight
I stay awake and peep 'til morning light.

Oh, how I wish I were a child again
Red poinsettias keep reminding me
Christmas time is just around the bend
Soon the feeling will be heavenly
The kids anticipate vacation time
All Christmas chores must wait a while
If they don't send their letters, bells won't chime
Oh, how I wish I were a child,
If they don't send their letters, bells won't chime
Oh, how I wish I were a child,
If they don't send their letters, bells won't chime
Oh, how I wish I were a child!

Source: The lyrics posted on this blog are often transcribed directly from performances. Although it is my intention to faithfully transcribe I do not get all the words and I have a knack for hearing the wrong thing. Please feel free to correct me or to fill in the words that I miss by dropping me a message via e-mail. I'd be forever grateful. Thanks in advance!..............................................................................................................................



A Note From The Gull

Thank you, Kelwyn Hutcheon, for what I consider to be one of the most beautiful Christmas songs IN THE WORLD. Although I do not share the wish to be a child again, saudade always gets me, especially when expressed so beautifully in a song.

"Patria est communis omnium parens" - Our native land is the common parent of us all. Keep it beautiful, make it even more so.

Blessed is all of creation
Blessed be my beautiful people
Blessed be the day of our awakening
Blessed is my country
Blessed are her patient hills.

Mweh ka allay!
Guanaguanare