Lyrics:

Tracy, Tracy was angry
A bad mood
I told her, 'It's an ill wind
Blows no good'
(Then she told me)
'Tojo never made it to Darwin'

I said, 'Tracy, won't you listen?
This is Christmas, don't you go'
She said, 'David
I wouldn't miss this for the world
But I got to blow'
(Then she said again)
'Tojo never made it to Darwin'

Now she's gone, gone, gone
Just like the wind
I just sigh
But I'm dreaming that I'm gleaming
In her eye
(But I'll always hear)
'Tojo never made it to Darwin'

That year, Santa never came