Please daddy, don't get drunk this Christmas
I don't want to see my mamma cry
Please daddy, don't get drunk this Christmas
I don't want to see my mamma cry

Just last year when I was only seven
Now I'm almost eight as you can see
You came home a quarter past eleven
And fell down underneath our Christmas tree

Please daddy, don't get drunk this Christmas
I don't want to see my mamma cry
Please daddy, don't get drunk this Christmas
I don't want to see my mamma cry

Mamma smiled and looked outside the window
She told me, "Son, you better go upstairs"
Then you laughed and hollered "Merry Christmas"
I turned around and saw my mamma's tears

Please daddy, don't get drunk this Christmas
I don't want to see my mamma cry
Please daddy, don't get drunk this Christmas
I don't want to see my mamma cry
No, I don't want to see my mamma cry