Glad Tidings
And they'll lay you down low in the easyAnd the lips that you kiss will say Christmas.And the miles that you traveled the distance
So believe no lies, dry your eyes and realizeThat surpriseLa, la, la, la la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la...And the businessmen will shake hands and talk in numbersAnd the princess will wake up from her slumberThen all the knights will step forth with their arm bandsAnd ev'ry stranger you meet in the street will make demandsSo believe no lies, then dry your eyes and realizeThat surpriseLa, la, la...
And we'll send you glad tidings from New YorkOpen up your eyes so you may seeAsk you not to read between the linesHope that you will come in right on timeAnd they'll talk to you while you're in trancesAnd you'll visualize not taking any chancesBut meet them halfway with love, peace and persuasionAnd expect them to rise for the occasionDon't it gratify when you see it materializeRight in front of your eyesThat surprise
And they'll lay you down low and easy