Tonart: Eb major
Verse 1
Em
G
Em
T 'was the black
D
before Christmas
and all through the darm
The scene was deserted
but for old pops and mom
There they sat hung in
Bm
their big easy chair
D
A
goofed on eggnog, sherry and beer
D
Dm
A
G
Sis and little ju
D
nior lay snoozin' in bed
while visions of rap tracks
danced in their heads.
Moms jumped up and said,
G
Pops, let's quit at the bed.
D
We can't let Santa dig us
G
F#
A
C#
with our eyes all red.
Bbm
Em
D
Then out on the stoop,
ooh wee, such a clatter,
Pops split to the porthole
to see what's the matter.
His heart did the jumps
and he fell straight back
When his glimmers fell on a red Cadillac.
A
Em
Stashed in front
With a red beaver hat
and a red cashmere benny.
C#
His groundheads were suede shoes,
G
D
And his red tweed vine
cost heavy dues.
C#
D
He wore a red -on -red shirt
and a white mink tie,
Some crazy rimmed glasses
that covered one eye.
Old Pop's peepers grew large,
B
D
round, and white,
C#
D
As he dug this crazy vista
Em
on Christmas Eve night.
E
D
The cat leaped from his short
and he laid down his sack.
He began wailing like mad,
the cool Applejack.
Then up to the rooftops
the Cadillac flew
and the cat in red followed on
through.
Pops was wigged behind this crazy scene
and before he was straight down
came the cat right through the chimney
Em
E
A
C#
F#
grate.
A
D
A bag of jive he had on his back
as he stood digging Pop
G
D
who was blowing his stack.
C#
His eyeballs were hid
some cool black shades.
When Pops dug this action,
he knew this cat was made.
B
A king -s ized cigarette
C#
D
as he eased up close and
sounded on Pops.
C
G
I'm the bebop Santa
from the cool North Pole
Bm
G
and I've been down
I'm known all over,
from here to eternity,
G
D
And a stud's mighty square,
if he don't dig me.
G
So cast thy peepers into
C#
B
my righteous bag and see,
G
What insane object I shall
lay upon thee.
Here's a record by Diz,
cut when he was two,
D
C
G
A real boss arrangement of
D
Eb
Em
Uliaku.
G
The mom's a mink outfit,
Chanel No. 5,
C#
and for you little kiddies,
my new book on jive.
So that's it, pops, Santa did shout,
Bm
then he buttoned his cashmere
C#
G
and quickly cut out.
Poor Pops was wiggin'
and was out of his head
To dig this wild character
who wore all the red
Em
He ran to the table to cop him a drink
To quiet his nerves
and to help him to think
Just then from below
he heard a voice shout
Have a crazy cool Christmas
but don't get knocked out ... solid.
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