"Please Come Home For Christmas (Bells Will Be Ringing)" lyrics
"Please Come Home For Christmas (Bells Will Be Ringing)"
(originally by Charles Brown)
Bells will be ringin' the sad, sad news
Oh, what a Christmas to have the blues
My baby's gone, I have no friends
To wish me greetings once again
Choirs will be singin' Silent Night
Christmas carols by candlelight
Please come home for Christmas
Please come home for Christmas
If not for Christmas, by New Year's night
Friends and relations send salutations
Sure as the stars shine above
But this is Christmas, yes, Christmas, my dear
Some time of year to be with the one you love
So, won't you tell me you'll never more roam
Christmas and New Year's will find you home
There'll be no more sorrow, no grief and pain
And I'll be happy, happy once again
Ooh, yeah
Ooo, there'll be no more sorrow, no grief and pain
And I'll be happy at Christmas once again
Writer(s): Gene C. Redd, Charles Mose Brown
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