Lyrics

Well, it's that time of the year again, Everybody's runnin' round Decoratin' everything Before the fat man comes to town Meanwhile, at the commune, he's getting ready too He's Tie Dy'n T-shirts, makin' love beads just for you He's trimmin' up his favorite tree Tokin' what he grew Well he's got the 8-track blastin' Incense burns by candlelight Gene Autry's singin' Rudolph The Grateful Dead do Silent Night And he's seen the evening news and the prospects still look dim But solutions for the planet, he knows, start right here with him So, he'll visualize this sacred night In a world that ain't out on a limb Yeah, it's an old hippie Christmas, weather's cold and hearts are warm Momma smokes a turkey while Daddy smokes cigars It's an old hippie Christmas full of yule time fun Jesus must've been a hippie, peace, and love to everyone Well, the kids make up their wish list, Sunshine wants the A-bomb banned Rainbow wants to go to 'Frisco In an old Volkswagen van And the black lights and the lava lamps are flashin' all about And Santa in his sandals leaves us little doubt That Christmas time is almost here and it's gonna be far out Yeah, it's an old hippie Christmas, weather's cold and hearts are warm Momma smokes a turkey while Daddy smokes cigars It's an old hippie Christmas full of yule time fun Jesus must've been a hippie, peace, and love to everyone Yeah, it's an old hippie Christmas, weather's cold and hearts are warm Momma smokes a turkey while Daddy smokes cigars It's an old hippie Christmas full of yule time fun Jesus must've been a hippie, peace, and love to everyone
Writer(s): David Bellamy Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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