Christmas Eve Can Kill You The Everly Brothers

The winter’s flaking snow is brushin through the pinewood trees
I stuff my hands down deep inside my coat
I think of years ago and half remembered Christmas trees
And faces that still warm me with their glow

The cold and empty evening hangs around me like a ghost
I listen to my footsteps in the snow
The sound of one man walking through the snow can break your heart
And stopping doesn’t help, so on I’ll go And Christmas eve can kill you