Last Christmas on the Place
Tom Juravich and Teresa Healy, December 2008 ©
Sun came out after all this rain
Finally a decent Saturday came
Got a million chores to do today
Before the cold winter winds blow this way
But the sun makes me lazy
I can feel it on my face
Come New Years, we’ll be leaving
This much I do know
It’s the last Christmas on the place
I remember when you first brought me here
We were filled with a joy that fell like tears
First place that we ever owned
We’d raise the kids and they’d call it home
The bank said we could make it
With overtime and we’d try to save
But that’s when we were working
This much I do know
It’s the last Christmas on the place
Guess I should have fixed that old back door
But the paint held up on the new porch floor
There’s so much of us, in everything I see
And without it, tell me, who will we be?
Pencil lines on the door frame
Growing years, we did trace
Now kids help me with the tree-stand
And even they do know
It’s the last Christmas on the place.
Last Christmas on the place
Last Christmas
January’s looking scary
And I don’t know what the next step may be
What I need is job at the end of the day
Who robbed the bank and
What’s a trillion anyway?
Last Christmas on the place (last Christmas on the place)
Last Christmas on the place (last Christmas on the place)
Last Christmas on the place
It used to be our place
Our place
