Lyrics

Ghosts of Christmas Past

We all gathered around her chair, our Christmas angel sitting there
The smallest one said: Grandma, what’s that book you’re looking at?
Grandma said: Let’s turn the page, go back to those golden days
When your daddy was about your age – won’t you take a look at that

There’s a Christmas deja vu
Don’t you think he looks a lot like you?
Helping place that same old star
Just like you helped me

We’re surrounded by the ghosts of Christmas past
They show up to remind us of the good times we have had
Handed down through generations, a gift that’s made to last
We’re connected by the spirit and the ghosts of Christmas past

She pointed to a black-and-white: That’s Grandpa and your Uncle Mike
You can tell the way they’re smiling, they loved this time of year
Christmas Eve they’d light a fire – Grandpa led the family choir
They would have loved the way you sing – makes me feel like they’re still here

“Jingle Bells,” “O Holy Night”
Shining eyes and firelight
Grandma, why you crying?
She said: These are happy tears

We’re surrounded by the ghosts of Christmas past
They show up to remind us of the good times we have had
Echoes through the generations, a gift that’s made to last
We’re connected by the spirit and the ghosts of Christmas past

We’re surrounded by the ghosts of Christmas past
They show up to remind us of the good times we have had
Handed down through generations, a gift that’s made to last
We’re connected by the spirit and the ghosts of Christmas past

We all gathered around her chair
Our Christmas angel sitting there
Then we took a picture
To put in Grandma’s book
© R Holdren/J Walter/R Lovett