Merry Christmas, Mr. Meyers Lyrics

It was a sunny Christmas Eve
On 93rd Street
People shopping on the Ave
Good friends and family to greet

Roger Meyers was forty-four years old
Sitting in an easy chair
His two young grandchildren
And his sister were upstairs

Outside he heard a knocking
And someone ringing the bell
Just what would happen next
How could any sane man tell

One more murder in Chicago
In Chicago's dirty war
Merry Christmas, Mr. Meyers
Watch out -- those are policemen at your door

Someone's trigger hand was restless
Itching to attack
Hey, that guy matches our description
He's a man and he's black

Before the door was fully open
Two gunshots rang out
Through the wood into the person
And the children cried and shouted

One more murder in Chicago
In Chicago's dirty war
Merry Christmas, Mr. Meyers
Watch out -- those are policemen at your door

They said they were looking for a burglar
He stole someone's diamond ring
But lying in a pool of blood
Roger didn't know a thing

After half an hour
An ambulance arrived
Looked at poor Roger Meyers
Said, "It looks like this guy died"

One more murder in Chicago
In Chicago's dirty war
Merry Christmas, Mr. Meyers
Watch out -- those are policemen at your door