The Hogmanay Children - Like Every Christmas Eve

I left a beer
for Santa near
my stocking by the fire,
hoping that he
would bring to me
what my heart most desires.

Like every Christmas Eve,
I can't get off to sleep.
I wish that you were here.

There, underneath
the Christmas tree,
a present might have been
wrapped in shiny
paper and
left by someone who loves me.

Like every Christmas Eve,
I can't get off to sleep.
I wish that you were here.

My baby's gone.
Baby's gone and
he's never coming back.
My baby's gone.
I'm all alone.
Merry Christmas, and all that.

Appears on the compilation album Chantons Noel avec Olga Records