Deck the hall
with boughs of holly,
Fa la la la la, la la la la.
Tis the season to be jolly,
Fa la la la la, la la la la.
Then we now our grey apparel,
Fa la la la la, la la la la.
Troll the ancient yuletide carol,
Fa la la la la, la la la la.
She said goodbye on
Christmas
Day
With a richer man she ran away
In the back of a sleigh in
his arms she lay
She's the bitch of
Christmas
Day
With a broken heart on
Christmas
Day
A man can sing or a man can pray
In an empty house, no, I won't stay
All alone on
Christmas
Day
Through the snow and the gale I
will find me a way to the manger
By the light of a star is a friend
with a jar and a song
So raise a glass to the love that will pass
This
Christmas, we've drowned
the ghosts of the past
In the morning grey, on
Boxing
Day
When the barman sent me on my way
I smelled like piss and a full ashtray
Going home on
Boxing
Day
Through the snow and the gale I went
on and I met with a stranger
Who came from afar for a
friend with a jar and a song
So raise a glass to the love that will pass
This
Christmas drowned the
ghosts of the past
I went to church on
New
Year's
Day
For a priest to take my sins away
He had some wine to share
and a prayer to bring
And we drank on
New
Year's
Day
And the choir sang
Glori a
Gloria in excelsis
Deo
Glori a in
excelsis
Deo
Glori a, in excelsis
Deo
Gloria,
in ex celsis
Deo
Gloria, in excelsis
Deo
Glori a,
in excelsis
Deo
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