Another Christmas Song

Verse C G F Am hope everybody’s ringing on their own bell this morning C G F C hope everyone’s connected to the long distance phone G C old man , he’s a mountain G Am old man he’s an island F Dm F C old man he’s awaking says "i’m gonna call , call my children home" Intro and verses repeated . hope everybody’s dancing to their own drum this fine morning - - - the beat of distant africa or a polish factory town . old man , he’s calling for his supper . calling for his whisky . calling for his sons and daughters , yeah - - - calling all his children round . sharp ears are tuned in to the drones and chanters warming . mist blowing round some headland , somewhere in your memory . everyone is from somewhere - - - even if you’ve never been there . so take a minute to remember the part of you that might be the old man calling me . how many wars you’re fighting out there , this winter’s morning? maybe it’s always time for another christmas song . old man he’s asleep now . got appointments to keep now . dreaming of his sons and daughters , and proving - - - proving that the blood is strong .