Christmas Song - The Felice Brothers

Well a cold wind did come up and blew my hat off

I could not catch up, I guess I’m just a sad dove

I’m starting to find that I was not made for these times

Well it blew its way westward and fell in some river

I saw me a horse there, he looked familiar

When he started running like a straight away demon

I used to run like that, you should’ve seen me

I’m starting to find that I was not made for these times

There was a girl drowning in the river so I pulled her to shore

I breathed her breath back, she said, «Ain't I seen you before?»

I said, «You might’ve me seen me chasing my hat

If you see it you can have it.»

I’m starting to find that I was not made for these times