The Christmas Song

Lyrics

The trees are all bare, not a leaf to be seen The meadows, the beauty has lost Now winter has come and is cold for man and beast And the streams they are And the streams they are all frost-bound down with frost T'was down in the farmyard where the oxen feed on straw They send for their breath like steam Sweet Betsy, the milk maid, now quickly she must go For flakes of ice she finds Flakes of ice she finds a-floating on her cream 'Tis now all the small birds do the barn-door fly for food And gently they rest on the spray Oh down the plantation the hares just search for food And if their foot steps sure If their foot steps sure for fear they do betray Now Christmas has come and soon our song is almost done For soon will be the passing of their years So fill up your glasses and let your hair grow round For I wish you all I wish you all a joyful new year For I wish you all I wish you all a joyful new year