Another Christmas Song Lyrics - Rock Island - Jethro Tull

Hope everybody's ringing on their own bell this fine morning 

Hope everyone's connected to that long distance phone 

Old man he's a mountain 

Old man he's an island 

Old man he's a-waking says 

"I'm going to call, call all my children home" 

Hope everybody's dancing to their own drum this fine morning 

The beat of distant Africa or a Polish factory town 

Old man he's calling for his supper 

Calling for his whisky 

Calling for his sons and daughters, yeah 

Calling, calling all his children round 

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Sharp ears are tuned in to the drones and chanters warming 

Mist blowing round some headland, somewhere in your memory 

Everyone is from somewhere 

Even if you've never been there 

So take a minute to remember the part of you 

That might be the old man calling me 

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How many wars you fighting out there this winter's morning? 

Maybe there's always time for another christmas song 

Old man is asleep now 

Got appointments to keep now 

Dreaming of his sons and daughters, and proving 

Proving that the blood is strong