Christmas Day

The young gentleman came riding past

On a snow blue winters day

He asked to drink by our fire

And I was pleased to let him stay

He drank there quietly for a while

And then he turned and said to me

Your eyes are green

Like summer grass

Your lips are red

Like a fresh cut rose

Your hair is soft

Like an Irish stream

And your voice

Is filled with sweet beauty

And the last words I heard him say

Were I shall return for you my love

On Christmas Day

And the night will come

But I won't sleep

As I watch the stars that lead him

I cannot place where he is

But still my heart goes with him

I'm saving all my Sunday clothes

For the day that I'll be leaving

Father knows

My sister knows

And my friends

They're happy for me

And the priest he says

You should thank God

For the blessing

Of such beauty

And the last words I heard him say

Were I shall return for you my love

On Christmas Day

Were I shall return for you my love

On Christmas Day

(On Christmas Day)

(I shall return for you my love)

And the last words I heard him say

Were the last words I ever heard him say

I shall return for you my love

On Christmas Day

I swear I will return

On Christmas Day

And yes I shall return

On Christmas Day

I shall return for you

On Christmas Day

My love I will return

On Christmas Day

I shall return my love

On Christmas Day

On Christmas Day