Yeah, well getting ready

Yeah, oh yeah

Getting ready, yeah

Getting ready From early in November to the last week of December

I got money matters weighing me down

Whoa, the music may be merry but it's only temporary

I know Santa Claus is coming to town In the days I work my day job

In the nights I work my night

But it all comes down to working man's pay

Getting ready, I'm getting ready, ready for Christmas Day Getting ready for Christmas

Now let me tell you, namely the undertaker

He's getting ready for your body

Not only that, the jailer, he's getting ready for you Christmas Day, hmm? And not only the jailer

But the lawyer, the police force

Now getting ready for Christmas Day

And I want you to bear it in mind I got a nephew in Iraq, it's his third time back

But it's ending up the way it began

With the luck of a beginner

He'll be eating turkey dinner

On some mountain top in Pakistan Getting ready, oh, we're getting ready

For the power and the glory

And the story of the Christmas Day Getting ready for Christmas

Done made it up in your mind

That I'm going New York, Philadelphia, Chicago

I'm going on a trip, getting ready for Christmas Day But when Christmas come

Nobody knows where you'll be

You might ask me

I may be layin' in some lonesome grave

Getting ready for Christmas Day Getting ready oh we're getting ready

For the power and the glory

And the story of the Christmas Day

Yes, we're getting ready Getting ready, ready for your prayers

I'm going and see my relatives in a distant land

Getting ready, getting ready for Christmas Day If I could tell my Mom and Dad

That the things we never had

Never mattered we were always okay

Getting ready, oh ready, ready for Christmas Day Ready, getting ready

For the power and the glory

And the story of the Christmas Day