Christmas 1915 Lyrics - Act Two - Celtic Thunder

1915 on Christmas Day 

On the western front the guns all died away 

And lying in the mud on bags of sand 

We heard a German sing from no man's land 

He had tenor voice so pure and true 

The words were strange but every note we knew 

Soaring or the the living dead and dammed 

The German sang of peace from no man's land 

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They left their trenches and we left ours 

Beneath tin hats smiles bloomed like wild flowers 

With photos, cigarettes, and pots of wine 

We bult a soldier's truce on the front line 

Their singer was a lad of 21 

We begged another song before the dawn 

And sitting in the mud and blood and fear 

He sang again the song all longed to hear 

Silent night, no cannons roar 

A king is born of peace for evermore 

All's calm, all's bright 

All brothers hand in hand 

In 19 and 15 in no man's land 

And in the morning all the guns boomed in the rain 

And we killed them and they killed us again 

At night they charged we fought them hand to hand 

And I killed the boy that sang in no man's land 

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Silent night no cannons roar 

A king is born of peace for evermore 

All's calm, all's bright 

All brothers hand in hand 

And that young soldier sings 

And the song of peace still rings 

Though the captains and all the kings 

Built no man's land