Tom: F
F C
It's Christmas day
Dm Bb
And the snow is coming down
F C
Church bells sway
Dm Bb
They're ringing awake the town
Dm C
Preacher Kline recites his lines
Bb F
The pews'll be full today
Dm C
Mr. Howe cranks up his plow
Bb C
His blades'll clear the way
[Verse 2]
F C
It's Christmas day
Dm Bb
And the pecan pies are baking
F C Dm Bb
Mothers say it's the giving not the taking
Dm C Bb C
My brother's brand new bicycle is out jangling in the street
Dm C
I watch him through the icicles
Bb C
With that wood box beneath my feet
[Chorus]
F C Dm Bb
All I go---t was this little wood guitar
F C Dm Bb
What it brought was neon lights and crowded bars
Dm C
Like all the kings with all thier gold
Bb C
Went chasing down your star I'm told
Gm F Bb
Every highway takes me where you are
C F C Dm Bb
With this little wood guitar
[Interlude]
F C Dm Bb
[Verse 2]
F C
It's Christmas day
Dm Bb
Funny how the years can shape us
F C
Much has changed
Dm Bb
I'm a musician not a waitress
Dm C
Chicago's a winter wonderland
Bb C
At my brother's and his wife's
Dm C
Passing around their dinner plates
Bb C
And dissecting my life
[Chorus]
F C Dm Bb
All I go---t was this little wood guitar
F C Dm Bb
What it brought was neon lights and crowded bars
Dm C
Like all the kings with all thier gold
Bb C
Went chasing down your star I'm told
Gm F Bb
Every highway takes me where you are
C F C Dm Bb
With this little wood guitar
[Bridge]
Dm
I never stopped believing
C
I just kept on singing
Bb C
Now people come to hear from miles around
Dm
And I don't mind confessing
C
That I still count my blessings
Gm F Bb
I just never thought I'd settle down
[Verse 3]
F C
It's Christmas day
Dm Bb
And the little ones are waking
F C
I hear them play
Dm Bb
I can hear the presents shaking
Dm C
The boy's outside on his new bike
Bb C
Jangling in the street
Dm C
That little girl, she's watching him
Bb C
With that wood box beneath her feet
[Outro]
F C Dm Bb
All she go---t was this little wood guitar
F C Dm N.C.
What I thought is it might take her pretty far
Dm C
Like all the kings with all their gold
Bb C
Went chasing down your star I'm told
Gm F Bb
Every highway takes me where you are
C F C Dm Bb
With this little wood guitar
F C Dm Bb
Little wood guitar
[Outro]
F C Dm Bb
F C Dm Bb
