His Favorite Christmas Story

He met her up in Delaware in 1937
 She was wearing red lipstick
 To match her pretty dress
 December 24 at a quarter till 11's
 When he finally gained the courage
 To ask her to dance
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 It was the night before Christmas
 It was love at first sight
 The carolers sang as they danced through the night
 She was a small town girl
 He was a traveling guy
 He never caught her name before they said their goodbyes
 A couple years later
 He was out on the road
 Having Christmas dinner in a diner alone
 When he saw a young waiteress with a gleam in her eye
 Her favorite day of the year
 She showed her spirits were high
 She said, "Sir, can you shed a little holiday cheer?"
 A simple Christmas story's all she wanted to hear
 He looked prepared with a smile as he started to say
 "Here's my favorite Christmas story 'bout a girl with no name"
 He said, "I met her up in Delaware in 1937
 She was wearing red lipstick
 To match her pretty dress
 December 24 at a quarter till 11's
 When I finally gained the courage
 To ask her to dance"
 Every holiday season as he traveled he'd tell
 'Bout his Christmas dance partner that he never knew well
 He shared his favorite story with the locals he met
 He was called the Christmas Story-Telling Traveling Man
 By age 53 he had done settled down
 All the neighborhood kids liked to gather around
 Just to listen to the stories 'bout his life on the road
 All he had now were these children he told
 And every Christmas Eve they showed up before dark
 He'd tell them all the story but they knew it by heart
 They could quote it word-for-word
 He always told it the same
 It was his favorite Christmas story called "The Girl With No Name"
 He said, "I met her up in Delaware in 1937
 She was wearing red lipstick
 To match her pretty dress
 December 24 at a quarter till 11's
 When I finally gained the courage
 To ask her to dance"
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 Ohh, Ohh, Ohhh
 And 20 years later as he took his last breath
 On a cold Christmas morning in a hospital bed
 The children had grown
 He had nobody left
 Except the little lone nurse who was holding his hand
 He said, "Ma'am, could you share a little holiday cheer?"
 A simple Christmas story's all he wanted to hear
 But his eyes filled with tears at the words she spoke
 Because his favorite Christmas story was the one that she told
 She said, "I met him up in Delaware in 1937
 Though I never caught his name
 He was a traveling man
 December 24 at a quarter till 11
 I'm so glad he got the courage to ask me to dance"