(D)Nineteen-fifteen on Christmas Day
On
western front the guns all died a(A)way
And
(G)lying in the mud on bags of (Bm)sand
We
(G)heard a German (A)sing from no man's (D)land
He
had a tenor voice so pure and true
The
words were strange but every note we knew
Soaring
ore the living dead and dammed
A
German sang of peace from no man's land
They
left their trenches and we left ours
Beneath
tin hats the smiles bloomed like wild flowers
With
photos cigarettes and bottles of wine
We
built a soldier's truce on the front line
Their
singer was a lad of twenty-one
We
begged another song before the dawn
And
sitting in the mud and blood and fear
He
sang again the song all longed to hear
Chorus:
(D)Silent night, no cannons roar
A king is born of peace for ever(A)more
All's (G)calm, all's (Bm)bright
All brothers hand in (D)hand
In (G)nineteen and fif(A)teen in no man's (D)land
And
in the morning all the guns boomed in the rain
And
we killed them and they killed us again
At
night they charged we fought them hand in hand
And
I killed the boy that sang in no man's land
Silent
night no cannons roar
A
king is born of peace for evermore
All's
calm, all's bright
All
brothers hand in hand
And
(G)that young soldier (A)sings
And
the (G)song of peace still (A)rings
Though
the (G)captains and all the (A)kings
Built
(G)no man's (D)land
(D)Sleep
in (A)heavenly (D)peace