Mama, you’re always getting me pajamas
In a world built on Hollywood rules
Where legends and fools
Would much rather dress for the drama
Well I could never go for that
Box it up and send it back
I’d rather stay here where I’m at

But time goes by
I thought just to tell you how lucky I’ve been
It only feels right that tonight I’ll turn in
While snow falls outside
Silent and sure
And I’m where I’m supposed to be
Though you’re not close to me much like before
I’ve still got that matching set
This night ain’t over yet

Mama, you’rе always getting me pajamas
While othеr boys dreamed
Of get-rich-quick schemes
And numbers between all the commas
Forgetting the quiet magic of
The holy nights with ones you love
The crackling of the final log
And melodies that carry your slumber
The river froze
I thought it might buckle with all of my weight
But my feet took some chances and my hands built skates
I paid little mind
To the kettle’s shrill song
But shot through the trees as the wind swept my face
And tears followed along
The sweetest cold I ever met
This night ain’t over yet

Mama, you’re always getting me pajamas
In a world built on Hollywood rules
Where legends and fools
Would much rather dress for the drama
I could never go for that
Box it up and send it back
I’d rather stay here where I’m at

I’d rather stay here where I’m at
‘Cause this night ain’t over yet
This night ain’t over yet