We’ll whiten your Christmas
And ring on your door
You’ll cry out for turkey
…And still there’ll be more
(with acknowledgment and apology to Keith Reid)
"Nothing but the Sea Between Us"
There I'll be on Christmas Eve, slaving over the cooker
But the work's just fine, with a bottle of wine
And a song from Gary Brooker
There I'll be on Christmas Day, slaving over the dishes,
But the work's just fine, with a bottle of wine,
And a song of Matthew Fisher's
There I'll be on Boxing Day, the main festivities o'er
Still slaving hard, still drinking hard
To a riff from Robin Trower
There I'll be after Boxing Day, I'm gonna put up my feet.
The time's just fine, for a bottle of wine
To BJ's rock-steady beat
I could dedicate more Christmas songs
To PROCOL players present and past,
But with all this slaving and all this drinking
I've gone and "fired the gun and burnt the mast".