When Christmas skies are clear and the stars come down
And prop up the rooftops of the town
They are in the heart of Willy Joe
And take him to the boy he was many years ago

Tonight he walks through starlight
To his cabin on the hill
Weighing the thoughts of Christmas
Against some lonesome time to kill

When Christmas skies are clear and stars come down
Like the snow that's never rested on this forsaken ground
They travel to the heart of Willy Joe
And take him to the boy he was many years ago

Tonight he walks through starlight
To his cabin in the sky
Singing songs for Christmas
And for the folks he left behind

Copyright: BMG Rights Management
Writer(s): GUY BENJAMIN KYSER