A Dickson of a Chrismas
guitar,Traditional Folk,Americana,Nostalgia,Tenor,Medium
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Lyrics
Verse 1
Christmas spirit in the old house would call
Footsteps of children pattering down the hall
Down the steps to the table, what a wonderful sight
On Dickson Street every Christmas night.
Grandma worrying that all will go well
Grandpa cooking all day for that Christmas meal.
The smell of fudge hanging in the air
Love like that was everywhere
Chorus
It was a Dickson of a Christmas, shining like a star
Down at Grandma and Grandpa Ulrich’s,
That’s where we are
Decorated tree and a tabletop feast
Family felt close on Dickson Street
With Roger dressing like Santa Claus
And Grandpa wearing the Christmas red socks
all filled with love on each Christmas night
Oh, what a gift it was to be
At a Dickson of a Christmas memory
Verse 2
Grandpa passing gifts from beneath the tree
Starting with the youngest full of glee
Grandma telling him to hurry on
Afraid that other’s interest would soon be gone.
Cousins sprawled on that great room floor
Shaking presents, begging for more
Divinity stacked on a candy tin
Sweet as the love we were living in
Chorus
It was a Dickson of a Christmas, shining like a star
Down at Grandma and Grandpa Ulrich’s,
That’s where we are
Decorated tree and a tabletop feast
Family felt close on Dickson Street
With Roger dressing like Santa Claus
And Grandpa wearing the Christmas red socks
all filled with love on each Christmas night
Oh, what a gift it was to be
At a Dickson of a Christmas memory
Bridge
Years roll by and the family’s moved on
But I can see the house on that corner lawn
And every time December falls
I hear those distant, joyful calls
Love don’t fade, it just finds a way
To light the dark like Christmas Day
Final Chorus
It’s a Dickson of a Christmas burning in my heart
Where faith and family never drift apart
Though time moves on and streets may change
That memories still feels the same
With love still ringing in the Christmas sky
And the love of family still drifting by
Oh, forever I will be
Grateful for that Dickson Street memory
Tag
Yeah, it was more than lights on a Christmas tree—
It was home on Dickson Street for me.