From early in November to the last week of December
I got money matters weighing me down
Oh the music may be merry, but it's only temporary

I know Santa Claus is coming to town
In the days I work my day job, in the nights I work my night
But it all comes down to working man's pay

Getting ready, I'm getting ready, ready for Christmas Day



Getting ready for Christmas Day
And let me tell you, namely, the undertaker, he's getting ready for your body
Not only that, the jailer he's getting ready for you

Christmas day. Hmm? And not only the jailer, but the lawyer, the police force
Now getting ready for Christmas day, and I want you to bear it in mind


I got a nephew in Iraq it's his third time back
But it's ending up the way it began
With the luck of a beginner he'll be eating turkey dinner

On some mountain top in Pakistan
Getting ready, oh we're getting ready
For the power and the glory and the story of the

Christmas day



Getting ready, for Christmas day.




Done made it up in your mind that I'm going, New York, Philadelphia, Chicago.
I'm going, on a trip, getting ready, for Christmas day.

But when Christmas come, nobody knows where you'll be.
You might ask me.
I may be layin' in some lonesome grave, getting ready, for Christmas day


Getting ready oh we're getting ready
For the power and the glory and the story of the

Christmas day
Yes we're getting ready



Getting ready, ready for your prayers,
"I'm going and see my relatives in a distant land."


Getting ready, getting ready for Christmas day
If I could tell my Mom and Dad that the things we never had

Never mattered we were always okay
Getting ready, oh ready for Christmas day
Getting ready oh we're getting ready

For the power and the glory and the story of the
Christmas day