Lyrics

Won't be no snow Won't be no joy 'Cause I had to go and be a naughty little boy Rung up my Ma She shed a tear When I said she wouldn't see me on the 25th this year She asked me, "Whattaya mean?" And I just had to come clean I told her I committed a crime at Christmas time So I won't be comin' home I says that I committed a crime at Christmas time So I won't be comin' home Mama, no I won't be comin' home Don't see no sleigh No silver bells There's just the gray embrace of hateful prison cells I'll sеrve my time Be hеre a while Unless Santa stuffs my stocking with a pick-axe and a file 'Cause I committed a crime at Christmas time So I won't be comin' home I says that I committed a crime at Christmas time So I won't be comin' home Santa, no, I won't be comin' home Mama, no, I won't be comin' home Fa-la-la-la-la Fa-la-la-la-lo Fa-la-la-la-ah I can't see the snow I wish that I could run I wish I could erase The awful thing I done What got me in this place What got me in this place? I'm all alone Stare at the floor It's funny that I never cared for Christmas much before Now I'd atone I'd scream "Amen" If it meant I'd get to taste my Mama's stuffing once again But I committed a crime at Christmas time So I won't be comin' I committed a crime at Christmas time So I won't be comin' home I says that I committed a crime at Christmas time So I won't be comin' home Lordy, no, I won't be comin' home Santa, no, I won't be comin' home Mama, no, I won't be comin' home Fa-la-la-la-la-la-la Fa-la-la-la-la-la-lo Fa-la-la-la-la-la-ah No, I won't be comin' home! Fa-la-la-la-la-la-la Fa-la-la-la-la-la-lo Fa-la-la-la-la-la-ahhhhhhhh No, I won't be comin' home! [vocal ad libs] No, I won't be comin' home Never, no, I won't be comin' home!