(It's a memory of an old Christmas card.)



There's an old Christmas card in an old dusty trunk

And it brings back sweet mem'ries dear to me

'Tho it's faded and worn, it's as precious as the morn

When I found it 'neath our first Christmas tree.



Chorus:

I thrill with every word, every line

Guess I'm always sentimental 'round this time

Pardon me if a tear falls among my Christmas cheer

It's the mem'ry of an old Christmas card.



Spoken:

You know, I don't know why

I get to feeling sentimental

About this time, every year

But every time I see a Christmas card

I somehow can't help reminiscing

About the very first Christmas

that you and I spent together

What a beautiful Christmas card

you gave me that year.

Why, I know you must have looked

through thousands of cards to find

that wonderful poem

that still brings a tear to my eyes.



Chorus:

I thrill with every word, every line

Guess I'm always sentimental 'round this time

Pardon me if a tear falls among my Christmas cheer

It's the mem'ry of an old Christmas card.



Just a mem'ry of an old Christmas card...