It was snowy
It was always snowing at Christmas
In my childhood sea-side town
Wrapped in wool and making mounds
Well, dousing fires and chasing cats
While postmen shiver on welcome mats
Hear the sound of the church bells ring
For midnight prayers as the rooster sings
He's calling out for Christmas
He's calling out for Christmas
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In morning snow, I walk alone
To see believers trudging home
The scent of Christmas filled the air
Mistletoe hungs everywhere
Llond y lle o rannu gwen
Aiff y teimlad byth yn hen
Ma Santa Clos di bod
Ma Santa Clos di bod
It sounds like father Christmas
It sounds like father Christmas
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For dinner we had Turkey and blazing pudding
And after dinner they enclose certain from different fire
Lucindol Button put their large moist hand over their watch gems
Grown a little and slept
After dinner, sleeping sound
Aunts and Uncles gather round
Telling tales and singing songs
That make us feel like we belong
And as I slowly fall to sleep
I hear music fill our street
They're singing out for Christmas
They're singing out for Christmas
They're singing out for Christmas
They're singing out for Christmas
I turn the gas on, I got into bed
I set some woods to the close and holy darkness
And then I slept