I Got a Cold for Christmas

When all the kids were playing with their toys We noticed in a corner stood a sad and lonely boy When we went up to ask him why a tear was in his eye He looked at us and sniffled and this was his reply I was good as solid gold And did the things that I was told

For days nobody had to scold But I got a cold for Christmas John, he got a brand new sled With shiny runners painted red He's outside, but I'm in bed I got a cold for Christmas.

All the other girls and boys ran downstairs to get their toys. But all he did was sneeze and sniff. Choo! And used my Christmas pancake chip. It can't be right. It isn't fair. I brushed my teeth and combed my hair.

But didn't get me anywhere I got a cold for Christmas Goodbye the windowsill Just for Santa got a chill Where's my pen to sill and hill I got a cold for Christmas They grind and cry His inhaler by his side Played with last year's dawn and nose It blew, it blew, it blew my nose

He was so good for oh so long But somewhere something sure went wrong Cause I can hardly sing this song At you!