作词 : Paul O'Neill/Pitrelli/Kinkel 作曲 : Paul O'Neill/Pitrelli/Kinkel Just another night in New York City Snow comes down, looks real pretty Don’t know how but suddenly there you are With Jelly Roll Morton playin’ for the bar Inside here, lights are low But each song has its own glow As he floats them through that smoky air You just can’t believe he’s really there How old is he, cannot say But claims he taught cab calloway And on this night I somehow believe him Knows every song that Christmas got Even ones my brain has dropped Just him and that old fir tree All lit up this night Electric blue Just another night in New York City Snow comes down, looks real pretty Can’t believe but suddenly there you are Talking with strangers sittin’ cross the bar Suddenly, all are laughin’ This night’s smart, always craftin’ Building bridges nearly everywhere Hits a wall, it just builds a stairs Outside the colored lights they bleed For snow is white and colors need As it just comes down like pure salvation It offers all its amnesty And makes your neighbor different see By the light of that fir tree And this old bar Electrified in blue I gotta drop dead simple, childhood view of salvation Perhaps that’s how it was always meant to be And the more I add up all this information It seems it all comes down in the end to you and me So you look around till you find a phone Then you call your mom and everyone at home And the bar looks on and they start to cheer When you talk to folks you haven’t seen in years And the snow comes down and the children play And they pray to God, it never goes away And a childhood prayer should never be denied As the night rolls on till it’s carolized CarolizedCarolized CarolizedCarolized And on this tree the lights are done But the colors here are down one I guess it kind of fits the situation Ornaments still shining bright Watch them glitter in the light Just this old fir tree and me All lit up this night Electric blue
作词 : Paul O'Neill/Pitrelli/Kinkel 作曲 : Paul O'Neill/Pitrelli/Kinkel Just another night in New York City Snow comes down, looks real pretty Don’t know how but suddenly there you are With Jelly Roll Morton playin’ for the bar Inside here, lights are low But each song has its own glow As he floats them through that smoky air You just can’t believe he’s really there How old is he, cannot say But claims he taught cab calloway And on this night I somehow believe him Knows every song that Christmas got Even ones my brain has dropped Just him and that old fir tree All lit up this night Electric blue Just another night in New York City Snow comes down, looks real pretty Can’t believe but suddenly there you are Talking with strangers sittin’ cross the bar Suddenly, all are laughin’ This night’s smart, always craftin’ Building bridges nearly everywhere Hits a wall, it just builds a stairs Outside the colored lights they bleed For snow is white and colors need As it just comes down like pure salvation It offers all its amnesty And makes your neighbor different see By the light of that fir tree And this old bar Electrified in blue I gotta drop dead simple, childhood view of salvation Perhaps that’s how it was always meant to be And the more I add up all this information It seems it all comes down in the end to you and me So you look around till you find a phone Then you call your mom and everyone at home And the bar looks on and they start to cheer When you talk to folks you haven’t seen in years And the snow comes down and the children play And they pray to God, it never goes away And a childhood prayer should never be denied As the night rolls on till it’s carolized CarolizedCarolized CarolizedCarolized And on this tree the lights are done But the colors here are down one I guess it kind of fits the situation Ornaments still shining bright Watch them glitter in the light Just this old fir tree and me All lit up this night Electric blue
