Graham Parker - Soul Christmas lyrics

Mom and Daddy sat around the Christmas tree The kids played with presents on the floor It's A Wonderful Life was showin' on TV They were all gettin' kinda bored So Daddy jumped up and said let's liven things up I was a big time producer you know I'll make a few calls, make a few old connections Get a few friends over to blow So Sam and Dave turned up in a black Cadillac James Brown flew in from the south Everybody wondered if this thing would swing But then Mary Wells opened her mouth And oh, what a heavenly sound came out Then there was a knock on the door (knock knock) There stood Eddie Floyd with a smile on his face And everybody yelled for more [Chorus] It was a Soul Christmas We got a Soul Christmas We got a Soul Christmas And we're gonna rock it right through The whole of the new year Daddy called Al Jackson and Duck Dunn too Cropper showed up with his guitar Booker T was in the kitchen makin' Memphis Stew Sam Cooke was workin' the bar Then came Carla Thomas, look for her tram And I swear the next morning I saw Comin' right down the chimney was Otis himself y'all dressed up as Santa Claus [Chorus] Daddy called some backin' singers from Detroit They were dancin' all over that room Don Covay said there ain't no doubt about it Little Milton's gonna turn up soon Outside the snow was deep and crisp and even And a poor man struggled to the door And standin' right there singin' songs of deliverance Was Al Green with a full gospel choir Everybody said this is better than Jingle Bells When Junior Walker blew on his sax They turned that middle cla** home out in suburbia Into a chicken shack But the one big question on everybody's lips was Where is the Queen of Soul? Is that sweet Mama gonna grace us with her presence Hey, when is Aretha gonna show? [Chorus]