Please Daddy - John Denver

Please daddy, don’t get drunk this Christmas.

I don’t wanna see my mamma cry.

Please daddy don’t get drunk this Christmas.

I don’t wanna see my mamma cry.

Just last year when I was only seven.

Now I’m almost eight as you can see.

You came home a quarter past eleven.

Fell down underneath our Christmas tree.

Please daddy, don’t get drunk this Christmas.

I don’t wanna see my mamma cry.

Please daddy don’t get drunk this Christmas.

I don’t wanna see my mamma cry.

Mamma smiled and looked outside the window.

She told me: Son, you better get upstairs.

But then you laughed and hollered: Merry Christmas.

I turned around and saw my mamma’s tears.

Please daddy, don’t get drunk this Christmas.

I don’t wanna see my mamma cry.

Please daddy don’t get drunk this Christmas.

I don’t wanna see my mamma cry.

Please daddy, don’t get drunk this Christmas.

I don’t wanna see my mamma cry.

Please daddy don’t get drunk this Christmas.

I don’t wanna see my mamma cry.

No, I don’t wanna see my mamma cry.