Blue Christmas (Irving Berlin, altered lyrics by David Ruffin)
I´m dreaming of a Blue Christmas
Out rolling on the open sea
Where those white caps sparkle
And some big shark´ll
Bite off your leg below the knee.
I´m dreaming of a Blue Christmas
With every lubber that I slew
May your days be filled with gold and brew
And may all your Christmases be blue.
I´m dreaming of a Blue Christmas
When we go sailing into port.
There´ll be booze and strumpets
Or at least the pumpettes
Will offer me some ready sport.
I´m dreaming of a Blue Christmas
Here singing with this scurvy crew
May your dreams for plunder all come true
And may all your Christmases be blue.
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