Ever wonder why I don't cry for tomorrow
Had a mother down on when they need to prey
She would tell me all the good news to cleanse all my sorrow
I sing about all that good news on Christmas day
We would all hold hands around the dinner table
She made turkey, greens, cornbread and candied yams
We would pray and give the food away
That's the kinda thing you do on Christmas day
Hold back my tears
Hold back my tears
When I think about the gifts they gave to me
If I had one wish, one gift to give this day
It would be to kiss my momma on Christmas day
She would say, "Children, go into your closets
Pick your nicest things and prepare them to give away
There's some children down the street with no toys which to play
That's the kinda thing you'd do on Christmas day."
We would all hold hands around the dinner table
She made turkey, greens, cornbread and candied yams
We would pray and say grace then give the food away
That's the kinda thing you do on Christmas day
Hold back my tears
Hold back my tears
When I think about the gifts she gave to me
If I had one wish, one gift to get that day
It would be to kiss my momma on Christmas day
If I had one wish, one wish to get that day
It would be to kiss my momma on Christmas day
If I had one wish, one thing that I could say
It would be "Mamma, I love you this Christmas day."
Christmas wish
Christmas wish
Christmas wish
Christmas wish