The 22nd of December We were dressing up the tree The radio was playing caroling The music warm and comforting
Then there came a knock upon a door Outside there stood a man in uniform He asked me "Son are your parents in?" A friend of yours has had an accident
He said I'll speak to your mother and father There are some things you shouldn't hear I left the room where they could speak to him Why I should leave I wasn't sure
Through the walls I heard my mother cry "Oh my God, he's just a little boy" Someone found him high up in a tree Hanging by his neck for all to see
Oh no, no, no, don't leave us crying Oh no, no, no, don't leave us crying
We were the closest of young friends Our thoughts and hopes, we shared together He dreamed he'd race a thoroughbred To ride that horse and be a winner
It couldn't be, his body was too weak The sickness that he had could take him down He took his life before he died in pain
No, no, no, please, don't leave us crying No, no, no, no, don't leave us crying
Oh no, no, no, don't leave us crying, please Oh no, no, no, you left us crying...Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
