Oh Little Bank Americard

Oh Little Bank Americard
( sung to the tune "Oh Little
Town Of Bethlehem" )

Oh Little Bank Americard
You bring me Christmas cheer

Without your clout,I have no
No gifts I'd give this year.

Your credit line allows me to
run up bills quite large
And when I'm through
exhausting you.I'll use my
Master Charge.

( same tune sung in late Febuary )

Oh, Little Bank Americard,you
bring me discontent
I calulate your interest rate is
over twelve percent.

Each month,my letter-box
I'm one more sap,caught in
your trap.Next year I'll just
send cards.