All lyrics in this database are verified public domain. Sources include Wikisource and Project Gutenberg.
By Ryan, Abram Joseph
Ah! there's nothing like a Christmas eve
To melt, with kindly glowing heat,
From off our souls the snow and sleet,
The dreary drift of wintry years,
Only to make the cold winds blow,
Only to make a colder snow;
And make it drift, and drift, and drift,
In flakes so icy-cold and swift,
Until the heart that lies below
Artist: Ryan, Abram Joseph
Year: 1850