His Favorite Christmas Story

He met her up in Delaware in 1937

She was wearing red lipstick to match her pretty dress

December 24th at a quarter till eleven is when he finally gained the courage to ask her to dance

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 waitress with a gleam in her eye

Her favorite day of the year she showed her spirits were high

She said sir can you share a little holiday cheer

A simple Christmas story was all she wanted to hear

He looked prepared with a smile as he started to say here's my favorite Christmas story about 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 24th at a quarter till eleven is when I finally gained the courage to ask her to dance

Every holiday season as he traveled he'd tell about his Christmas dance partner that he never knew well

He'd share 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 his stories about 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 24th at a quarter till eleven is when I finally gained the courage to ask her to dance

Twenty years later as he took his last breath

It was on a cold Christmas morning on a hospital bed

The children were grown, he had nobody left

Except the little old nurse who was holding his hand

He said Ma'am can you share a little holiday cheer

A simple Christmas story was all he wanted to hear

But his eyes filled with tears at the words that 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 24th at a quarter till eleven

I'm so glad he got the courage to ask me to dance