Jack Frost and the Hooded Crow Ian Anderson

Through long December nights, We talk in words of rain or snow While you through chattering teeth reply And curse us as you go Why not spare a thought this day For those who have no flame To warm their bones at Christmas time, Say Jack Frost and the Hooded Crow

Now as the last broad oak leave falls, We beg consider this.. There are some who have no coin to save For turkey white or gifts No children's laughter 'round the fire, No family left to know So lend a warm and a helping hand, Say Jack Frost and the Hooded Crow.

As holly pricks and Ivy clings your fate is none too clear The Lord may find you wanting, Let your good fortune disappear All homely comforts blown away And all that's left to show, Is to share your joy at Christmas time With Jack Frost and the Hooded Crow

I love the Ian's acapella overdubbing on the last verse. Sound's like about 5 overdubs.