Please, Daddy

Please daddy, don't get drunk this Christmas. I don't wanna see my mamma cry. Please daddy don't get drunk this Christmas. I don't wanna see my mamma cry. Just last year when I was only seven. Now I'm almost eight as you can see. You came home a quarter past eleven. Fell down underneath our Christmas tree. Please daddy, don't get drunk this Christmas. I don't wanna see my mamma cry. Please daddy don't get drunk this Christmas. I don't wanna see my mamma cry. Mamma smiled and looked outside the window. She told me: "Son, you better get upstairs." But then you laughed and hollered: "Merry Christmas." I turned around and saw my mamma's tears. Please daddy, don't get drunk this Christmas. I don't wanna see my mamma cry. Please daddy don't get drunk this Christmas. I don't wanna see my mamma cry. Please daddy, don't get drunk this Christmas. I don't wanna see my mamma cry. Please daddy don't get drunk this Christmas. I don't wanna see my mamma cry. No, I don't wanna see my mamma cry.