Lyrics
From liverpool i dwell, soon daylight stole upon us and france was france once more Christmas, we met there hand to hand
from liverpool i dwell
He s singing bloody well you know, we traded chocolates McDermott, i fought for king and country i love dear
my partner says to me
As soon as they were finished and a reverent pause was spent, each christmas comes since world war i have learned its lesson well, god rest ye merry gentlemen struck up some lads from kent
oh my name is francis tolliver
There brave and glorious lads so far away, he s singing bloody well you know
And on each end of the rifle we re the same, there s someone coming towards us now the front line sentry said
I was lying with my mess mates on the cold and rocky ground, from belgium and to flanders
cigarettes and photographs from home
twas christmas in the trenches and the frost so bitter hung
There brave and glorious lads so far away, as one young german voice sang out so clear
And in two tongues one song filled up that sky, soon daylight stole upon us and france was france once more
for the one who calls the shots won t be among the dead and lame
These sons and father far away from families of their own, the songs of peace were sung, as he bravely trudged unarmed into the night
Our families back in england were toasting us that day, this curious and unlikely band of men, twas christmas in the trenches and the frost so bitter hung
as one young german voice sang out so clear
When across the lines of battle came a most peculiar sound, when across the lines of battle came a most peculiar sound
Walked in to no mans land, had been crumbled and were gone forever more
but the question haunted every heart that lived that wonderous night
Whose family have i fixed within my sights, the frozen fields of france where still no christmas songs were sung, i come from liverpool
When across the lines of battle came a most peculiar sound, with neither gun nor bayonet John, with sad farewells we each began to settle back to war
i come from liverpool
The frozen fields of france where still no christmas songs were sung, for the one who calls the shots won t be among the dead and lame
There s someone coming towards us now the front line sentry said, two years ago the war was waiting for me after school
Germany to here, from belgium and to flanders
There s someone coming towards us now the front line sentry said, oh my name is francis tolliver, twas christmas in the trenches and the frost so bitter hung
the frozen fields of france were warmed
I fought for king and country i love dear, there s someone coming towards us now the front line sentry said, the frozen fields of france where still no christmas songs were sung
As soon as they were finished and a reverent pause was spent, with sad farewells we each began to settle back to war
We shared some secret brandy and we wished each other well, and in a flare lit football game we gave them hell, germany to here
There s someone coming towards us now the front line sentry said, our families back in england were toasting us that day
The frozen fields of france were warmed, walked in to no mans land Christmas, ton sanders played the squeeze box and they had a violin
These sons and father far away from families of their own, all sights were fixed on one lone figure trudging from their side, we traded chocolates
whose family have i fixed within my sights
The songs of peace were sung, but the question haunted every heart that lived that wonderous night, the frozen fields of france were warmed
Says i now listen up me boys, we traded chocolates, as one young german voice sang out so clear
the cannons rested silent and the gas cloud rolled no more
As christmas brought us respite from the war, we traded chocolates
god rest ye merry gentlemen struck up some lads from kent
From belgium and to flanders, each christmas comes since world war i have learned its lesson well
we shared some secret brandy and we wished each other well
And in two tongues one song filled up that sky, and in a flare lit football game we gave them hell
soon daylight stole upon us and france was france once more
The next thing sang was stille nach tis silent night says i, this curious and unlikely band of men Special), as soon as they were finished and a reverent pause was spent
For the walls they d kept between us to exact the work of war, with neither gun nor bayonet, with sad farewells we each began to settle back to war
soon daylight stole upon us and france was france once more
As soon as they were finished and a reverent pause was spent, the frozen fields of france were warmed
As one young german voice sang out so clear, each soldier strained to hear
Twas christmas in the trenches and the frost so bitter hung, we met there hand to hand, as soon as they were finished and a reverent pause was spent
I come from liverpool, there s someone coming towards us now the front line sentry said, twas christmas in the trenches and the frost so bitter hung
The next thing sang was stille nach tis silent night says i, cigarettes and photographs from home Trenches, all sights were fixed on one lone figure trudging from their side
Two years ago the war was waiting for me after school, twas christmas in the trenches and the frost so bitter hung
with neither gun nor bayonet
my partner says to me
The frozen fields of france where still no christmas songs were sung, cigarettes and photographs from home
with sad farewells we each began to settle back to war