Bells will be ringing, the glad - glad news. For what a Christmas to have the blues. My baby's gone and I have no friends. To wish me greetings once again.
Well, I know there's peace on the mountain. And that's where I want to go. But I just can't rest on the mountaintop. Knowin' the trouble down here below.
Bells will be ringing, the bad bad news. Oh, what a Christmas to have the blues. My baby's gone, I have no friends. To wish me greetings, greetings once again.
Bells will be ringing, this sad, sad news. Oh, what a Christmas to have the blues. My baby's gone, I have no friends. To wish me greetings once again.