Oscar's Christmas Lament Lyrics

Well I dream about a warm pisspot in the morning

And Christmas dinner , a can of oily sardines

A warm Brooklyn beer in the switching yard

To wash down a pack of stale saltines

And I'm waiting on a train

Going to leave my troubles behind

Head out west to California

Where they say the sun shine all the time

Little boys grow up to be old hobos

They drink and ramble until they're toothless and gray

Sit around shivering between boxcars

Playing gin rummy on a cold Christmas Day.

And I'm waiting on a train

Going to leave my troubles behind

Head out west to California

Where they say the sun shine all the time

Well I miss my mama & my daddy

And I miss my little brother Willie too

He hung himself in the old smokehouse

Over a girl that he hardly knew