Story Behind The Song
This song was originally written for NPR's Morning Edition, but was never aired because that winter ('06) bucked the recent trend of ever warmer Christmases.
Song Description
Written in a humorous but nostalgic style, paying homage to "White Christmas," the song projects us a few years into the future, when Antarctica is the new Switzerland.
Note: there also exists a Sinatra sound-alike version of the song.
| Song Length |
2:20 |
Genre |
Jazz - Standards, Jazz - Big Band |
| Tempo |
Medium Slow (91 - 110) |
Lead Vocal |
Male Vocal |
| Mood |
Poignant |
Subject |
Holidays , History, Past |
| Similar Artists |
Frank Sinatra |
Language |
English |
| Era |
1950 - 1959 |
| |
Lyrics
I used to love when Old Man Winter
Did his blustering storming thing,
Back in the days with global warming
Was just what happened every spring.
What I wouldn't give for a cold Christmas,
Like those of not so long ago.
Temperatures were lower
And the old snow blower
Still had some snow to blow.
All I think about is a cold Christmas,
The rhododendrons pointing down.
Busy shoppers freezing,
Carolers in season,
Sneezin' though "O Little Town."
Yes, the heating bills were ruinous,
Even with the fire ablaze.
Oil companies were screwin' us.
Those were the days!
White stuff all around on a cold Christmas,
A Gore-tex eiderdown kind of Cold Christmas.
I would give a fortune in gold
If Christmas once again were cold.