Ain't got no chestnuts on my fire
Their's no wreath upon my door
I'm locked... inside of prison
On December twenty four
Ain't got no jingle in my bells
Ain't got no reindeer for my sleigh
I'm wishing... for a miracle
A pardon on Christmas Day
Ain't got no money for no presents
No champagne inside my cup
It may look bad... right now
But I'm never giving up
Ain't got no chimney for Santa
Ain't got no shiny Christmas tree
He won't be stopping... by at my place
I'm in the penitentiary
I sing the broken-hearted Christmas blues
For every one held against their will
To be locked... inside of prison
On Christmas Day is a living hell