Capital Lights - His Favorite Christmas Story [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

He met her up in Delaware in 1937
She was wearing red lipstick
To match her pretty dress
December 24 at a quarter till 11's
When he finally gained the courage
To ask her to dance

It was the night before Christmas
It was love at first sight
The carolers sang as they danced through the night
She was a small town girl
He was a traveling guy
He never caught her name before they said their goodbyes

A couple years later
He was out on the road
Having Christmas dinner in a diner alone
When he saw a young waiteress with a gleam in her eye
Her favorite day of the year
She showed her spirits were high

She said, "Sir, can you shed a little holiday cheer?"
A simple Christmas story's all she wanted to hear
He looked prepared with a smile as he started to say
"Here's my favorite Christmas story 'bout a girl with no name."

He said, "I met her up in Delaware in 1937
She was wearing red lipstick
To match her pretty dress
December 24 at a quarter till 11's
When I finally gained the courage
To ask her to dance."

Every holiday season as he traveled he'd tell
'bout his Christmas dance partner that he never knew well
He shared his favorite story with the locals he met
He was called the Christmas Story-Telling Traveling Man

By age 53 he had done settled down
All the neighborhood kids liked to gather around
Just to listen to the stories 'bout his life on the road
All he had now were these children he told

And every Christmas Eve they showed up before dark
He'd tell them all the story but they knew it by heart
They could quote it word-for-word
He always told it the same
It was his favorite Christmas story called "The Girl With No Name."

He said, "I met her up in Delaware in 1937
She was wearing red lipstick
To match her pretty dress
December 24 at a quarter till 11's
When I finally gained the courage
To ask her to dance."

Ohh, Ohh, Ohhh...

20 years later as he took his last breath
Saw a cold Christmas morning in a hospital bed
The children had grown
He had nobody left
Except the little old nurse who was holding his hand

He said, "Ma'am, could you share a little holiday cheer?"
A simple Christmas story's all he wanted to hear
But his eyes filled with tears at the words she spoke
Because his favorite Christmas story was the one that she told

She said, "I met him up in Delaware in 1937
Though I never caught his name
He was a traveling man
December 24 at a quarter till 11
I'm so glad he got the courage to ask me to dance."