| Song | Christmas Time In The City |
| Artist | Mary Chapin Carpenter |
| Album | Come Darkness, Come Light: Twelve Songs of Christmas |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Carpenter, Jennings | |
| 作词 : CARPENTER, MARY | |
| Well I walked to town in the pouring rain | |
| Paid my fare and | |
| I rode that train | |
| To the station under the avenue | |
| Hit the air at the stroke of noon | |
| At the cross streets where | |
| I staked my claim | |
| I played in tune with the winter rain | |
| Collecting dimes and dollar bills | |
| While the noisy traffic played the fills | |
| And it’s Christmas time in the city | |
| When the air is filled with cheer | |
| And the storefronts look this pretty only once a year | |
| Well the vendors huddled and the taxis honked | |
| As I played for change beneath the neon clock | |
| Was dressed up looking like a | |
| Christmas tree | |
| Blinking down on that busy street | |
| When the crowd thinned out and the rain had quit | |
| And my fingers felt cold and stiff | |
| I took their money and | |
| I closed my case | |
| And I headed back towards home again | |
| And it’s Christmas time in the city | |
| When the air is filled with cheer | |
| And the storefronts look this pretty only once a year | |
| As I walked back to the subway stairs | |
| I had twenty eight dollars in change for fare | |
| There was an old bag lady with an outstretched hand | |
| And a small | |
| Salvation | |
| Army bandPlaying | |
| Angels We | |
| Have Heard on | |
| HighThe First | |
| Noel and O | |
| Holy Night | |
| I folded up one dollar bill | |
| And I tucked it down into the till | |
| And it’s Christmas time in the city | |
| When the air is filled with cheer | |
| And the storefronts look this pretty only once a year | |
| And it’s Christmas time in the city | |
| When the air is filled with cheer | |
| And the storefronts look this pretty only once a year | |
| And it’s Christmas time in the city |
| zuo qu : Carpenter, Jennings | |
| zuo ci : CARPENTER, MARY | |
| Well I walked to town in the pouring rain | |
| Paid my fare and | |
| I rode that train | |
| To the station under the avenue | |
| Hit the air at the stroke of noon | |
| At the cross streets where | |
| I staked my claim | |
| I played in tune with the winter rain | |
| Collecting dimes and dollar bills | |
| While the noisy traffic played the fills | |
| And it' s Christmas time in the city | |
| When the air is filled with cheer | |
| And the storefronts look this pretty only once a year | |
| Well the vendors huddled and the taxis honked | |
| As I played for change beneath the neon clock | |
| Was dressed up looking like a | |
| Christmas tree | |
| Blinking down on that busy street | |
| When the crowd thinned out and the rain had quit | |
| And my fingers felt cold and stiff | |
| I took their money and | |
| I closed my case | |
| And I headed back towards home again | |
| And it' s Christmas time in the city | |
| When the air is filled with cheer | |
| And the storefronts look this pretty only once a year | |
| As I walked back to the subway stairs | |
| I had twenty eight dollars in change for fare | |
| There was an old bag lady with an outstretched hand | |
| And a small | |
| Salvation | |
| Army bandPlaying | |
| Angels We | |
| Have Heard on | |
| HighThe First | |
| Noel and O | |
| Holy Night | |
| I folded up one dollar bill | |
| And I tucked it down into the till | |
| And it' s Christmas time in the city | |
| When the air is filled with cheer | |
| And the storefronts look this pretty only once a year | |
| And it' s Christmas time in the city | |
| When the air is filled with cheer | |
| And the storefronts look this pretty only once a year | |
| And it' s Christmas time in the city |
| zuò qǔ : Carpenter, Jennings | |
| zuò cí : CARPENTER, MARY | |
| Well I walked to town in the pouring rain | |
| Paid my fare and | |
| I rode that train | |
| To the station under the avenue | |
| Hit the air at the stroke of noon | |
| At the cross streets where | |
| I staked my claim | |
| I played in tune with the winter rain | |
| Collecting dimes and dollar bills | |
| While the noisy traffic played the fills | |
| And it' s Christmas time in the city | |
| When the air is filled with cheer | |
| And the storefronts look this pretty only once a year | |
| Well the vendors huddled and the taxis honked | |
| As I played for change beneath the neon clock | |
| Was dressed up looking like a | |
| Christmas tree | |
| Blinking down on that busy street | |
| When the crowd thinned out and the rain had quit | |
| And my fingers felt cold and stiff | |
| I took their money and | |
| I closed my case | |
| And I headed back towards home again | |
| And it' s Christmas time in the city | |
| When the air is filled with cheer | |
| And the storefronts look this pretty only once a year | |
| As I walked back to the subway stairs | |
| I had twenty eight dollars in change for fare | |
| There was an old bag lady with an outstretched hand | |
| And a small | |
| Salvation | |
| Army bandPlaying | |
| Angels We | |
| Have Heard on | |
| HighThe First | |
| Noel and O | |
| Holy Night | |
| I folded up one dollar bill | |
| And I tucked it down into the till | |
| And it' s Christmas time in the city | |
| When the air is filled with cheer | |
| And the storefronts look this pretty only once a year | |
| And it' s Christmas time in the city | |
| When the air is filled with cheer | |
| And the storefronts look this pretty only once a year | |
| And it' s Christmas time in the city |