The Last Christmas Tree

Verse 1    	
	I am the last Christmas tree in the shop and you can see 
	Why nobody loves me.                       
	There’s a little bit of rot where the star should be on top 
	And nobody loves me.
	My needles will fall on the carpet in the hall
	And I’m starting to believe
	That nobody wants me, this Christmas Eve.

 	Ah yes, good evening. I know we’ve left it a little late, but we’d like to buy a Christmas tree please.

A little late? You can say that again! Well, I’m afraid we only have one left.

	Well, let’s have a look. Is that it?! Oh dear, that won’t do at all! It’s awful! I’m afraid we’ll have to try somewhere else. Goodbye!

Verse 2    	He is the last Christmas tree in the shop and you can see 
	Why nobody loves him.
	He’s moldy down below where the presents need to go 
	And nobody loves him.
	His bark’s falling off and the smell will make you cough
	And we’re starting to believe
	That nobody wants him, this Christmas Eve.
	
	Well, I don’t think I’ll be getting any more customers this late on Christmas Eve, so I might as well shut the shop.

Excuse me, I’ve not got a lot of money, but you wouldn’t happen to have a Christmas tree left, would you?

I’ve got this one. He’s a bit tatty, so I’ll tell you what, you can have him for nothing.

Oh, thank you! He’s just what I was looking for!

Verse 3    	
	He is the last Christmas tree, he’s not perfect, just like me, 
	And that’s why I love him.
	He’s the last Christmas tree and he’s coming home with me 
	And that’s why I love him.
	The last Christmas tree and on this Christmas Eve
	We’re as happy as can be, 
	Just me and my Christmas,
	Me and my Christmas,
	Me and my Christmas tree.