He where celebrating christmas on a publick bench The sky was like a lighted roof Put was only white And our Johnny Saw the light
Christmas eve was rolling in And angles sang Same old songs they use to do And Johnny lucked up His voice was almoust bright As a shadow in through night
Heaven can wait Tell me but it's getting to late Heaven can wait Tell me that's is getting to late
Heaven can wait Tell me but it's getting to late Heaven can wait Tell me that's is getting to late