Christmas in Barbados
its a warm December evening

the moonlit oceans calm

and I can see Matthews laundry hanging

underneath the coconut palm



the whistling frogs are whistling

the skys a-glitter with stars

and the karaoke singers are picking out carols

in the south coast bars



cause its Christmas in Barbados and for me thats something new

but I dont miss Christmas back home half as much as Im missing you

yes its Christmas in Barbados and Im feeling just a little bit blue

cause I dont miss Christmas back home half as much as Im missing you



no I dont miss the evergreens

I sure dont miss the snow and the chill

and I dont miss the crowds and the shopping

and my whopping Visa bill



and I dont miss the church bells

I turned pagan so long ago

that the only thing I miss is the kissing

underneath the mistletoe



cause its Christmas in Barbados and for me thats something new

but I dont miss Christmas back home half as much as Im missing you

yes its Christmas in Barbados and Im feeling just a little bit blue

cause I dont miss Christmas back home half as much as Im missing you



and in a Bridgetown bar I heard a reggae band singing "Jingle Bells, jingle bells"

and I almost bought a wreath for my door made of wicker and seashells

and at the Hastings Mall theyve got tinsel garlands and under a tropical sky

a cut-out of Santa and his reindeer flying by



cause its Christmas in Barbados and for me thats something new

but I dont miss Christmas back home half as much as Im missing you

yes its Christmas in Barbados and I dont know what Im gonna do

cause I dont miss Christmas back home half as much as Im missing you



oh its a warm December evening

the moonlit oceans calm

and I can see Matthews