The year has come to its close
The wild winter wind blows
And like the wise men of old
I'm following one great star
now that the kids have all grown
the sweethood of youth it has grown
But like the shepherds of old,
we're hearing an angel band
Merry Christmas everyone,
Mary, your little baby is born
Joseph, your son wears a crown of thorn
And like the peasants of old,
I'm lost in my world of sin
Jesus, can we let you in?
Merry Christmas, brother,
the year has come to its close
the wild winter wind blows
And like the wise men of old,
be following one great star
Merry Christmas everyone,
Merry Christmas everyone,