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 ♪ 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 ♪ 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