|Iíll have a blue Christmas without you,
Iíll be so blue, just thinkiní about you;
Decorations of red
On a green Christmas tree,
Wonít mean a thing, dear,
If youíre not here with me;
And when those blue snowflakes start falliní,
Thatís when those blue memories start calliní,
Youíll be doing all right
With your Christmas of white.
But Iíll have a blue, blue, Christmas.