Carry Me Home

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2012

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This hotel is cheap 
And the pillows stink 
And there’s not a single thing
to say it’s Christmas Eve. 

Oh Saint Nicholas I know I ain’t in your list 
but if you’re listening 
send me a bus ticket. 

I came through Montreal;
I lost a lot of dough.
Could find no honest jobs; 
so I did some other ones.

Got into trouble and 
I had to run or suffer. 
And then a long road into a long December. 

[Music]

Over the water and 
over the border and 
Over the open land, to this room I ducked in.
No over booking here,
No sort of holy birth, 
No miracles occurring, no not a creature stirring

Oh Saint Steven, where your feast when I 
When I so sorely need it 
When I haven’t hardly eaten 

But I’d give my food and drink 
To see my home again, 
To see my mother’s hand against her apron edge. 

Oh oh oh oh 
Oh oh oh oh 
Oh oh oh ohhhh [sustained] 

Oh oh oh oh 
Oh oh oh oh 
Oh oh oh ohhhh [sustained] 

Oh Saint Christopher
Send me a Christian word 
or send me a southern wind, send me up to my kin

Hear their voices singing, 
Through their drunken grinning 
Oh Jesus, Joseph, Mary,
I hear their voices carry 

Carry me Ho-oh-oh-ome 
Carry me Home 

Carry me Ho-oh-oh-ome 
Carry me Home 

Oh can any Saints hear me? 
Is there any Angels near me? 

If you won’t lift me up, then would you send my love
Back to my home? 
Back to my only shelter 
Where in the awful weather 
I would be warm and welcome 

Back to my Ho-oh-oh-ome
Ho-oh-oh-ome
Ho-oh-oh-ome [sustained]

Ho-oh-oh-ome
Ho-oh-oh-ome
Ho-oh-oh-ome [sustained] 

Ho-oh-oh-ome
Ho-oh-oh-ome
Ho-oh-oh-ome [sustained]

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