Lyrics:

1915 On Christmas Dayon Western Front The Guns All Died Awayand Laying In The Mud On Bags Of Sandwe Heard The German Sing From No Man''s Landhe Tenor Voice So Pure And Truethe Words Were Strange But Every Note We Knewsoaring Ore The The Living Dead And Dammedthe German Sang Of Peace From No Man''s Landthey Left Their Trenches And We Left Oursbeneath Tin Hats The Smiles Bloomed Like Wild Flowerswith Photos Cigarettes And Bottles Of Winewe Bult A Soldier''s Truce On The Front Linetheir Singer Was A Lad Of 21we Begged Another Song Before The Dawnand Sitting In The Mud And Blood And Fearhe Sang Again The Song All Longed To Hearsilent Night, No Cannons Roara King Is Born Of Peace For Evermoreall''s Calm, All''s Brightall Brothers Hand In Handin 19 And 15 In No Man''s Landand In The Morning Sll Guns Boomed In The Rainand We Killed Them And They Killed Us Againat Night They Charged We Fought Them Hand In Handand I Killed The Boy That Sang In No Man''s Landsilent Night No Cannons Roara King Is Born Of Peace For Evermoreall''s Calm, All''s Brightall Brothers Hand In Handand That Young Soldier Singsand The Song Of Peace Still Ringsthough The Captains And All The Kingsbuilt No Man''s Land