The Christmas Blues (From "La Confidential") - Dean Martin

The jingle bells are jingling

The streets are white with snow

The happy crowds are mingling

But there’s no one that I know

I’m sure that you’ll forgive me If I don’t enthuse

I guess I’ve got the Christmas blues

I’ve done my window shopping

There’s not a store I’ve missed

But what’s the use of stopping

When there’s no one on your list

You’ll know the way I’m feeling

When you love and you lose

I guess I’ve got the Christmas blues

When somebody wants you

Somebody needs you

Christmas is a joy of joy

But friends when you’re lonely

You’ll find that it’s only

A thing for little girls and little boys

May all your days be merry

Your seasons full of cheer

But 'til it’s January

I’ll just go and disappear

Oh Santa may have brought you some stars for your shoes

But Santa only brought me the blues

Those brightly packaged tinsel covered Christmas blues

Oh Santa may have brought you some stars for your shoes

But Santa only brought me the blues

Those brightly packaged tinsel covered Christmas blues