On Christmas Night
Orchestra & Choir Lyrics

Just another night in New York City
It's a typical night in the busy city of New York.

Snow comes down, looks real pretty
The snowfall adds to the scenic beauty of the place.

Don't know how but suddenly there you are, With Jelly Roll Morton playin' for the bar
Suddenly the person appears who is listening to Jelly Roll Morton playing at the bar.

Inside here, lights are low
The lighting inside the bar is not very bright.

But each song has its own glow
Each song played by Jelly Roll Morton has a unique feel and aura.

As he floats them through that smoky air
The songs played by him can be felt in the smoky air of the bar.

You just can't believe he's really there
It’s hard to believe that the renowned musician, Jelly Roll Morton is really performing at the bar.

How old is he, cannot say
Jelly Roll Morton's exact age cannot be determined.

But claims he taught cab calloway
He claims to have taught Cab Calloway music.

And on this night I somehow believe him
On this magical night, it's easier to believe Jelly Roll Morton's claim.

Knows every song that Christmas got
Jelly Roll Morton knows every Christmas song that exists.

Even ones my brain has dropped
He knows even those Christmas songs which the person listening to him has forgotten.

Just him and that old fir tree, All lit up this night, Electric blue
The person and Jelly Roll Morton are enjoying the magnificent view of an old fir tree, which, along with the bar, is beautifully lit up with an electric blue light.

Can't believe but somehow there you are, Talking with strangers sittin' cross the bar
The person finds themselves talking to strangers sitting across the bar and is amazed at how it all came to be.

Suddenly, all are laughin'
The people start laughing suddenly.

This night's smart, always craftin'
The magic of this special night is always at work, making things happen.

Building bridges nearly everywhere, Hits a wall, it just builds a stairs
It seems like the night is creating bridges between people who were once strangers. If someone hits a wall, then they are provided with a way to climb over it.

Outside the colored lights they bleed
The colorful lights outside the bar are bleeding colors onto the white snow.

For snow is white and colors need
The snow is white, and the colorful lights make it look more appealing.

As it just comes down like pure salvation
The snowfall seems like a gift from the heavens, providing salvation of sorts.

It offers all its amnesty
The snowfall forgives all wrongs and offers amnesty.

And makes your neighbor different see
It helps people look at their neighbor in a different light and helps them understand their point of view.

By the light of that fir tree
The light from the old fir tree helps people see things in a different and more positive light.

I gotta drop dead simple, childhood view of salvation
The artist has a simple understanding of salvation, which he learned while growing up.

Perhaps that's how it was always meant to be
Maybe salvation is something that was meant to be simple and easy to understand.

And the more I add up all this information
As the person thinks more about what's happening around them, they start to understand it better.

It seems it all comes down in the end to you and me
In the end, everything that's happening that night is because of the connection between different people.

And you look around till you find a phone, Then you call your mom and everyone at home
The person looks for a phone and contacts their family to share the joy of this special night with them.

And the bar looks on and they start to cheer, When you talk to folks you haven't seen in years
The people at the bar cheer and show support for the person talking to their loved ones after years on this special night.

And the snow comes down and the children play, And they pray to God, it never goes away
The snow keeps falling, and the children enjoy playing in it, hoping that it never stops.

And a childhood prayer should never be denied, As the night rolls on till its carolized, Carolized, Carolized, Carolized
The singer stresses the importance of not denying the prayers of children, and the night goes on until it's filled with beautiful carols.

And on this tree, the lights are done, But the colors here are down one
The lights on the old fir tree are now out, but the colors on the tree are still beautiful, although one color is missing.

I guess it kind of fits the situation
The situation is such that even the absence of a single color seems fitting.

Ornaments still shining bright, Watch them glitter in the light
Even though the lights are out, the ornaments are still shining brightly, glittering in the light.

Just this old fir tree and me, All lit up this night, Electric blue
The person and the old fir tree are enjoying the beautiful electric blue light on this special night.