The Night Before Christmas On Mexico’s Coast
It’s the night before Christmas, but I live at the beach.
I’m afraid a white Christmas is out of my reach.
No snow, no sleigh bells, no Santa’s reindeer,
The sound of the surf is all that I hear.
I miss mistletoe and I miss all the holly
Strung lights on my cactus, it wasn’t as jolly
What I wouldn’t give for some eggnog right now
Tequila’s just not as festive somehow.
Now don’t get me wrong, I love living here
But I get a bit homesick this time of the year
When the kids were young, I’d be up until three,
Wrapping their gifts to put under the tree.
They’re all grown up now with lives of their own
Instead of their hugs, it’s a call on the phone
Hey dad, how are you? How’s Christmas down there?
They tell me they love me. I know that they care
It’s enough I suppose and I’m glad that they’re well
Maybe next year they’ll visit, wow, that would be swell
But tonight it’s just the missus and me
And two cats – they’re the reason we can’t have a tree
On the satellite radio I hear Crosby croon
Irving Berlin’s wistful holiday tune
And I realize I’m not the first one to dwell
On Christmases past, we remember so well
But the hour is late, it’s past time for bed
The tequila I’ve sipped has gone straight to my head
So I take my love’s hand and step out for some air
And gaze at the stars hoping Santa’a up there
And that cheery white Christmas is only a song
But I hold my love to me and give her a kiss,
And ask - does it get any better than this?
We live in a tropical heaven on earth
Enjoying good health, aware of its worth
I have everything I’ve ever wanted and more
And a Christmas as white as the sand on the shore
Merry Christmas to all