Red Water (Christmas Mourning)

Wake up, it's Christmas mourn

Those loved have long since gone

Those stockings are hung but who cares

Reserved for those no longer there

Six feet beneath me sleep

Black lights hang from the tree

Accents of dead holly

Whoa mistletoe (It's growing cold)

I'm seeing ghosts (I'm drinking old)

Red water, red water (Red water)

Red water chase them away

My table's been set for but seven

Just last year I dined with eleven

God damn ye merry gentlemen

Whoa mistletoe (It's growing cold)

I'm seeing ghosts (I'm drinking old)

Red water, red water (Red water)

Red water chase them away

(Chase them away)

(Go chase them away)