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My Christmas List Grows Shorter Every Year

This song is by Bill Anderson and appears on the album Christmas (1969) and on the album No Place Like Home On Christmas (2002).

My Christmas list grows shorter every year
Things just aren't the way they were before
My Christmas list grows shorter every year
It's almost not like Christmas anymore.

I guess it's 'cause I came from a pretty big family
Christmas was always a big happy time
We used to swap presents with aunts, uncles and cousins
Course most of the presents just came from the five and dime.

I remember how I used to get such a big kick out of wrappin'
Just a simple little box and placin' it under the tree
Everybody at my house used to laugh and said that I was born
With a little too much of the spirit of Christmas in me.

I left home a few years ago, now
And it seemed then that things started to change
Mom passed on, now daddy's gone
Christmases seem sorta strange.

Sister ran off with some weird kinda guy
I never did understand him too much
My kid brother's off somewhere in the service
And he never was the kind to stay in touch.

Course I started my own family a few years ago
My wife and I had two of the cutest little girls
I, ha, ha, remember last Christmas I really went wild
I bought them just about everything in the whole wide world.

And I remember on the Christmas Eve night
I took 'em upon my lap
And I told them the story of Jesus
And the Santa Claus and the eight tiny reindeer
All I wish now is the spirit of Christmas
Could have lingered throughout the whole year.

You see my wife left me back in September
The kids are with her I don't know where
I'd love to just send them a small Christmas card
To let them know that daddy does care.

'Cause Christmas is a time for sharing your gifts
And your heart with the ones that you love the best
But sittin' here tonight lookin' at this big sheet of paper
I don't even have one single address.

My Christmas list grows shorter every year
Oh, what I'd give to just go back in time
My Christmas list grows shorter every year
The only name that's left this year is mine...

Written by:

Bill Anderson

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