Christmas Comes to the Marshes Christmas Comes to the Marshes (Folk Carol)

Frost on the marsh at break of day.

Smoke from the chimneys drifts away.

Church bells ring across the creek.

Home is calling,

so soft, so sweet.

Lanterns glow in the old high street.

Neighbours stop and smile and meet.

Mince pies cooling on the sill.

The whole wide world is calm and still.

Christmas comes to the marshes tonight.

Silver stars and the harbour light.

Bring the

ones you love in from the cold.

Christmas comes, and we are home.

Boats lie sleeping on the tide.

Ice on the reeds on every side.

Carol singers at the door.

Just like we

have heard before.

There's a chair that's empty now.

We still lay

a place somehow.

Raise a glass and say their name.

The love is here,

it's still the same.

Christmas comes to the marshes tonight.

Silver stars and the harbour light.

Bring the ones you love in from the cold.

Christmas comes, and we are home.

Wherever you are

on the road tonight.

Follow the glow

of the window light.

There's a fire burning,

a place for you.

The old bells ring the whole night through.

Christmas comes to the marshes tonight.

Silver stars and the harbour

light.

Bring the ones you love in from the cold.

Christmas comes, and we are home.

Christmas comes, and we are home.

Home for Christmas.

Home at last.