My Birthday comes on Christmas “Gee, but it’s tough to be a kid like me, but I guess there is nothing I can do. ‘Cause all the stuff beneath the Christmas tree has to count for my birthday too.” A vintage hard luck story. It tears me up this time of year thinking about all the children (and adults!) born within a week of Christmas who have suffered the injustice of the doubled-up Christmas/birthday present. I’d like to gather them all around and comfort them with the knowledge that, in this at least, they are like the baby Jesus. That gold, frankincense, and myrrh? The first ever doubled-up present.
Songs with Banjo from Harold Hagler
