| Lyrics: | Ayoung gentle man came riding cross 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 awhile 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 that I heard him say
were I shall return for you my love on
Christmas day
the night will come that I won’t sleep as I watch the stars that
greet him
I can’t not place where he is but still my heart goes with him
I’m
Saving all my Sunday clothes for the day that I will greet him
father knows, my sister knows,
and my friends, know I’ll be farming
the priest he says. you should thank God. for the
blessing of such beauty
and the last words that I heard him say
were I shall return for
you my love on Christmas day
I shall return for you my love on Christmas
day...
musical interlude
and the last words that I heard him say
were the
last words that 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 |
