Tojo

Tracy. Tracy was angry. 
a bad mood.  A bad mood. 
I told her, "it's an ill wind 
Blows no good.  Blows no good." 
Then she told me:

"Tojo never made it
Tojo never made it to Darwin." 
"Tojo never made it
Tojo never made it to Darwin." 

I said, "Tracy, won't you listen - this is Christmas! 
Don't you go.  Don't you go." 
She said, "David, believe me, I wouldn't miss this for the world
I've got to blow.  I've got to blow."

She said again: 
"Tojo never made it 
Tojo never made it to Darwin.
Tojo never made it 
Tojo never made it to Darwin." 

Now she's gone, gone, gone 
Just like the wind.
I just sigh, I just sigh, 
But I'm dreaming that I'm gleaming 
In her eye,  in her eye. 

But I'll always hear:
"Tojo never made it 
Tojo never made it to Darwin.
Tojo never made it 
Tojo never made it to Darwin." 

That year, Santa never came. 

Copyright EMI Music Publishing; reprinted with kind permission.

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