@3Ist Voice@1 WHEN ye've got a child 'ats whist for want of food, And a grate as grey's y'r 'air for want of wood, And y'r man and you ain't nowise not much good; @3Together@1 Oh— It's hard work a-Christmassing, Carolling, Singin' songs about the "Babe what's born." @32nd Voice@1 When ye've 'eered the bailiff's 'and upon the latch, And ye've feeled the rain a-trickling through the thatch, An' y'r man can't git no stones to break ner yit no sheep to watch— @3Together@1 Oh— We've got to come a-Christmassing, Carolling, Singin' of the "Shepherds on that morn." @33rd Voice, more cheerfully@1 'E was a man's poor as us, very near, An" E'ad' is trials and danger, An' I think 'E'll think of us when 'E sees us singin' 'ere; For 'is mother was poor, like us, poor dear, An' she bore Him in a manger. @3Together@1 Oh— It's warm in the heavens, but it's cold upon the earth; An' we ain't no food at table nor no fire upon the hearth; And it's bitter hard a-Christmassing, Carolling, Singin' songs about our Saviour's birth; Singin' songs about the Babe what's born; Singin' of the shepherds on that morn. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THIRD BOOK OF AIRS: SONG 18. THE CHARM by THOMAS CAMPION THE PITY OF IT by THOMAS HARDY SPOON RIVER ANTHOLOGY: AMANDA BARKER by EDGAR LEE MASTERS THE DUG-OUT by SIEGFRIED SASSOON THE DRUM: THE NARRATIVE OF THE DEMON OF TEDWORTH by EDITH SITWELL |