The boats all arrive from around the bend,
Looks like a galaxy having no end
Into the Harbor to brighten the night
The annual Eastport Parade of Lights
It’s always on the coldest night,
The annual Eastport parade of lights
We’ll cuddle with huddling crowds that flock
To watch the parade from the City Dock
There’s a golden angel as tall as a mast
Tootling a tune on a golden sax
She’s circling now in a glittering array
At the annual Eastport lights parade
In a red top hat comes a big snowman
With a sly little wink and a wave of his hand
He opens his overcoat—what’s underneath?
A brightly lighted Christmas tree!
The crab on the deck of that motor yacht—
Look at the big Santa hat he’s got
With a fine Santa smile on those Santa jaws
He needs Santa mitts for those Santa crab claws
There’s Santa himself on a Coast Guard craft
Tossing candy canes fore and aft
“Ho, ho!” Santa says as they sail out of sight,
“Merry Christmas to all, and to all a good night!”
Listen to Jeff’s rendition of this poem on “An Oyster Boy Christmas” accompanied by Tom Guay on the hammer dulcimer.
