I'll Be Home For Christmas

I'll Be Home For Christmas - The Killers (殺手樂團)/Ned Humphrey Hansen

Written by：Buck Ram/Walter Kent/K

My mother and father spent most of their lives in Henderson

Nevada The small dusty sidecar of Las Vegas

Henderson was just like any other town in America

Only with slot machines in the laundromat It was 1990

And Vegas was boomin' baby

But Jeanie and Terry weren't gamblers or dealers or mafiosos or lounge singers

They were just two normal people trying to keep up with the pack

In a one hundred and sixteen degree rat race

And those rats they'd nibbled long enough

Now I don't know what a mosey looks like

But they packed up their house and their clothes and their me

And they moseyed on outta dodge

Of course I had my gripes about leavin'

I mean I had a life in Henderson

Kenny and Kevin Hebner were just two houses up

The desert fort behind my house wasn't gonna defend itself

But what could I do I was nine

A nine year old can't just stage a sit in

While the rest of the family checks out

This wasn't a Home Alone movie so

I went where the sweet'n'sour chicken was cooked

And the ice cold caffeine free Coke was just a fridge away

And just like that from sagebrush slot machines

And Elvis to Footloose Onion Days and Jewel

She was born there after all This place called Payson

Utah God's country Population blink and you'll miss it

Dad got a job in the produce department at the Smith's Food King

Which was fitting since he managed to produce six kids

April Shelley Amy Stephanie and my brother Shane were the other five

I was in fourth grade at the time an age

When boys start thinking more like men

And there wasn't a dull moment

I'd had my first fight my first crush my first rodeo

But most importantly my first white Christmas

I did my best to fit in and I did as my teachers said

But that year one teacher stood out from the rest

He didn't just stand out from the rest

He sung out His name was Mr Hansen

And on a frosty December morning he explained to us the story

Of the old standard

I'll Be Home For Christmas

A tale of a World War II soldier stationed overseas

Writing a letter to his family about the return that he may never make

I saw it struck deep in him Now

It would be easy to describe Mr Hansen as brave

After all this was a man who himself had served his country

During the Korean war

But getting up in front of twenty five nine year olds and singing a capella

That's a whole other kind of bravery altogether

The other kids were looking for the nearest escape they couldn't bear the embarrassment

But not me I was wrapped up in it

I couldn't help myself

I knew I was experiencing something different from the others but

I was uplifted so it didn't matter

I felt the isolation of war

I felt the power of a song and that's the kind of thing

That sticks with you

You don't let it go And so for this here Christmas song

I have a friend I brought along He's eighty six

But sounds like twenty and though the other kids might find it funny

He'd like to sing his song for you and if he doesn't mind

I might join in too

I'll be home for Christmas

You can count on me

Please have snow and mistletoe

And presents on the tree

Oh Christmas eve will find me

Where the love light gleams

I'll be home for Christmas

If only in my dreams

I'll be home for Christmas

You can count on me

Please have snow and mistletoe

And presents on the tree

Oh Christmas eve will find me

Where the love light gleams

I'll be home for Christmas

If only in my dreams

If only in my dreams