Christmas Morning - Lyle Lovett

The girl at the grocery shes pretty and seems nice

But she looks right through me with eyes cold as ice

She never answers when I ask her name

She only says I should have a great day

But hey what could she mean by that

Perhaps Im the fool she takes me for

Not anything more

I guess its the season the time of the year

When people theyre happy and full of good cheer

Well theyll wish you and kiss you and wish you again

And theyll tell you its peace and good will to all men

But hey what could they mean by that

Perhaps Im the fool they take me for

Not anything more

We stood at the altar and you held my hand

And everyone watched as the preacher he asked

Will you take him and love him for bad and for good

You looked at me then you told him you would

But hey what did you mean by that

Perhaps Im the fool you take me for

Not anything more

Now each christmas morning I sit in my chair

And I look up at the angels that float through the air

Some look down upon me, some come to my side

And they tell me that jesus he said to say hi