Tom: F
Introdução:
F
I, I really like Christmas
Bb F
It’s sentimental I know, but I just really like it
F
I’m, I’m hardly religious
Bb F
I’d rather break bread with Dawkins than Desmond Tutu to be honest
C C7
And yes I have all of the usual objections to consumerism
Bb
The commercialisation of an ancient religion
And the western-isation of a dead Palestinian
F
Press-ganged into selling PlayStations and beer
C
But I still really like it.
F
I’m looking forward to Christmas
Bb F
Though I’m not expecting a visit from Jesus
C
I’ll be seeing my dad
C7 Dm
My brother and sisters, my gran and my mum
Bb
They’ll be drinking white wine in the sun
C
I’ll be seeing my dad
C7 Dm
My brother and sisters, my gran and my mum
Bb
We’ll be drinking white wine in the sun.
F
I don’t go for ancient wisdom
Bb F
I don’t believe just ’cause ideas are tenacious it means that they’re worthy
F
I get freaked out by churches
Bb F
Some of the hymns that they sing have nice chords but the lyrics are dodgy
C
And yes I have all of the usual objections
C7 Bb
To the mis-education of children forced into a cult institution
And taught to externalise blame
F
And to judge things as plain right and wrong
C
But I quite like the songs.
F
I’m not expecting big presents
Bb F
The old combination of socks, jocks and chocolate is just fine by me.
C
'Cause I’ll be seeing my dad
C7 Dm
My brother and sisters, my gran and my mum
Bb
They’ll be drinking white wine in the sun
C
I’ll be seeing my dad
C7 Dm
My brother and sisters, my gran and my mum
Bb
They’ll be drinking white wine in the sun.
Bb
And you my baby girl
F
My jetlagged infant daughter
Bb
You’ll be handed round the room
F
Like a puppy at a primary school
Bb
And you’re too young to know
F
But you will learn yourself one day
Bb
That wherever you are and whatever you face
C7 Dm
These are the people who’ll make you feel safe in this world
F4
My sweet blue-eyed girl
Bb
And if my baby girl
F
When you’re twenty-one or thirty-one
Bb
And Christmas comes around
F
And you find yourself nine thousand miles from home
C7 C4
You’ll know whatever comes
C7 Dm
Your brother and sister, and me and your mum
Bb
Will be waiting for you in the sun
C7 C4
Girl, when Christmas comes
C7
Your brothers and sisters, your aunts and your uncles
C7 Dm
Your grandparents, cousins, and me and your mum
Bb
Will be drinking white wine in the sun
F
We’ll be waiting for you in the sun
Bb
Baby, whenever you come
F7
We’ll be drinking white wine in the sun
Bb
Waiting.
F
I, I really like Christmas
Bb F
It’s sentimental I know.