First Christmas

Stan Rogers

This day a year ago he was rolling in the snow
With a younger brother in his fathers yard
Christmas break, time for touching home
The heart of all he'd known
And leaving was so hard
Three thousand miles away, now he's working Christmas day
Making double time for the minding of the store
Well he always said he'd make it on his own
He's spending Christmas Eve alone
First Christmas away from home

She's standing by the train station
Panhandling for change
Four more hours buys a decent meal and a room
Looks like the Sally Ann place after all
In a crowded sleeping hall
That echoes like a tomb
But it's warm and clean and free
And there are worse places to be
And at least it means no beatings from her dad
And if she cries because it's Christmas day
She hopes that it won't show
First Christmas away from home

In the apartment stands a tree
And it looks so small and bare
Not like it was meant to be
Golden angel on the top
It's not that same old silver star
You wanted for your own
First Christmas away from home

Well in the morning they get prayers
Then it's crafts and tea downstairs
And another meal back in his little room
Hoping maybe the boys will think to phone
Before the day is gone
Well it's best they do it soon
When the old girl passed away
Fell apart more every day
Each had always kept the other pretty well
But the kids all said
The nursing home was best
'Cause he couldn't live alone
First Christmas away from home

In the common room they've got the biggest tree
And it's huge and it's cold and it's lifeless
Not like it ought to be
And the lit up flashing Santa Claus on top
It's not that same old silver star
You once made for your own
First Christmas away
First Christmas away from home
First Christmas away from home

Can be found on the album Time For Touching Home