Rudy lives on the borderline Rudy
Between civilization and basic survival
And the summertime treats him fairly well
But the wintertime is a dirty cold rival.
It's wintertime now in Georgetown,
The streets come alive with the Christmas light
And Rudy sleeps on a warm air grate, Rudy
With a newspaper blanket on December nights.
Deck the halls,
Rudolph the red-nosed wino
Knows it's Christmas time.
Jingle Bells and Christmas shoppers.
Dashing through the snow.
God rest ye merry gentlemen
Who've found it in your hearts
To flip Rudy a thin
And I'll be home for Christmas,
But this man has no place to go.
Christmas has a meaning at all,
The people of greed and incredible waste,
They seek the deeper meaning
In the shopping mall,In a yuletide spirit
Of impatience and hate.
Rudy is a patient man,  Rudy
Who tries to see the beauty in everything.
Yes, and not a very demanding soul,
Whose only wish is to live until the Spring.
Nobody knows the reasons why
Things turn out  like the way they do.
And there ain't no one to tell you the reasons why
There's fortunate folks like me and you.
Rudy must have people somewhere,
Who wonder what became of the man.
And Rudy must wonder the same damn thing
As the crowd passes by and he sticks out his hand.
Deck the halls,
Rudolph the red-nosed wino
Knows it's Christmas time.
Jingle Bells and Christmas shoppers.
Dashing through the snow.
God rest ye merry gentlemen
Who've found it in your hearts
To flip Rudy a thin
And I'll be home for Christmas,
But this man has no place to go.
Rudy died on the borderline,  Rudy
Of a civilized world on Christmas Eve.
You know the shoppers shopped,
And the temperatures dropped,
On a man whose absence won't be grieved.
Peace on the soul of the cop
Who found him dead in a booth  Rudy
With his hand frozen to a telephone.
You know, I think I know
Who he had on the line,
And Rudy won't spend this Christmas alone.  Rudy
Deck the halls,
Rudolph the red-nosed wino
Knows it's Christmas time.
Jingle Bells and Christmas shoppers.
Dashing through the snow.
God rest ye merry gentlemen
Who've found it in your hearts
To flip Rudy a thin
And I'll be home for Christmas,
And this year, Rudy gets to go.
Yeah, I'll be home for Christmas.
And this year, Rudy gets to go.