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How To Make Gravy Tab

by Paul Kelly


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Hello Dan, it's Joe here, I hope you're keeping well
                                                          
It's the 21st of December, and now they're ringing the last bell
                                               
If I get good behaviour, I'll be out of here by July
                                                    
Won't you kiss my kids on Christmas Day, please don't let 'em cry for 
                                    
Me


                                                     
I guess the brothers are driving down from Queensland and Stella's 
                     
flying in from the coast
                                                         
They say it's gonna be a hundred degrees, even more maybe, but that 
        
won't stop the roast
                                                       
Who's gonna make the gravy now? I bet it won't taste the same
                                                          
Just add flour, salt, a little red wine and don't forget a dollop of 
                   
tomato sauce for sweetness and that extra tang


                                           
And give my love to Angus and to Frank and Dolly, 
                                    
Tell 'em all I'm sorry I screwed up this time.
                                                            
And look after Rita, I'll be thinking of her 
                                                      
early Christmas morning When I stand in line 


                                                       
I hear Mary's got a new boyfriend, I hope he can hold his own
                              
Do you remember the last one? What was his name again?
                           
(Just a little too much cologne)
                        
And Roger, you know I'm even gonna miss Roger
                                          
'Cause there's sure as hell no one in here I want to fight
                                                                 
Oh praise the Baby Jesus, have a Merry Christmas, 
                                   
I'm really gonna miss it, all the treasure and the trash

                                      
And later in the evening, I can just imagine, 
                                                
You'll put on Junior Murvin and push the tables back
                                                                  
And you'll dance with Rita, I know you really like her, Just don't hold 
                                        
her too close, oh brother please don't stab me in the back


                                                 
I didn't mean to say that, it's just my mind it plays up,
                                   
Multiplies each matter, turns imagination into fact
                                            
You know I love her badly, she's the one to save me,
                                                             
I'm gonna make some gravy, I'm gonna taste the fat

                                                                
Tell her that I'm sorry, yeah I love her badly, tell 'em all I'm sorry,
                      
And kiss the sleepy children for me
                                           
You know one of these days, I'll be making gravy,
                                                           (cont.)
I'll be making plenty, I'm gonna pay 'em all back.