A 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 lrish 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
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