Gary Miller Songs

The chill of Winter's icy blast

Brings the Ghost of Christmas Past

At this time of family

Will my loved ones think of me?

A friendly visit never goes a-miss

And and my mistletoe will accpet a kiss

From those who fear to tread my door

And remind me of the times before

My savings are all in the post

To cheer them as they carve the roast

I may not have their luxury feed

Bit all their love is all I need

And when the chill is in my bones

I may not be here when next Christmas comes

And when all is said and done

Will you love me when I'm gone

Well how are you? Long time no see

I hear you're married with a child of three

Maybe one day I'll meet him yet

And we'll share the love that we have left

The biscuits are a kind return

For all the years that i have yearned

To be a full part of your lives

But no charity can buy my pride

And when the chill is in my bones

I may not be here when next Christmas comes

And when all is said and done

Will you love me when I'm gone?

And as I sit here all alone