Glad Tidings (2013 Remaster) - Van Morrison
And they'll lay you
Down low when the easy
And the lips that
You kiss will say Christmas
And the miles that
You traveled the distance
So believe no lies
Dry your eyes and realize
That surprise
La la la la
La la la la
La la la la
La la la la
La la la la
La la la la
La la la la
La la la la
And the businessmen will shake
Hands and talk in numbers
And the princess will wake up
From her slumber
Then all the nights will step
Forth with their arm bands
And every stranger you meet
In the street will make demands
So believe no lies
Then dry your eyes and realize
That surprise
La la la la
La la la la
La la la la
La la la la
La la la la
La la la la
La la la la
La la la la
And we'll send you glad
Tidings from New York
Open up your eyes so you may see
Ask you not to read between the lines
Hope that you will come
In right on time
And they'll talk to you
While you're in trances
And you'll visualize
Not taking any chances
But meet them halfway with love
Peace and persuasion
And expect them to
Rise for the occasion
Don't it gratify when you
See it materialize
Right in front of your eyes
That surprise
La la la la
La la la la
La la la la
La la la la
La la la la
La la la la
La la la la
La la la la
And we'll send you glad
Tidings from New York
Open up your eyes so you may see
Ask you not to read between the lines
Hope that you will come
In right on time
And they'll lay
You down low in the easy
