I'M DREAMING OF A WET CHRISTMAS

The sun ain't shining
The grass is dead
And buried under three feet of snow.
There's never been such a place
As my Sheboygan Wisconsin base
But it's December the 23rd
And I wish this season could be deferred.

I'm dreaming of a wet Christmas
Just like the ones down in Des Plaines
As the droplets glisten
And children listen
For the hiss that tires make when it rains.

I'm dreaming of a wet Christmas
Just like the ones in Kokomo
You're crazy if you like to drive in snow
Or in a ditch just waiting for a tow.

I'm dreaming of a wet Christmas
With every Christmas card I get
May your days be devoid of regret
And may all your Christmases be wet.