The white winter snow Is falling on the town. The wind from the west Is blowing all around. The dark of night will fade in time And soft will come the day. So rest your soul, lay down your head. Tomorrow you will wake To hear the bells of Christmas ringing Ringing all around, Healing, stealing, all the valley down. So drift where you will And take your time away. For time throws a spell Over all someday. No lord, no lady, no rich man's son Will make the time remain. So rest your soul, lay down your head. Tomorrow you will wake To hear the bells of Christmas ringing Ringing all around, Healing, stealing, all the valley down. The white winter snow Is falling on the town. The wind from the west Is blowing all around. The dark of night will fade in time And soft will come the day. So rest your soul, lay down your head. Tomorrow you will wake To hear the bells of Christmas ringing Ringing all around, Healing, stealing, all the valley down. To hear the bells of Christmas ringing From the chapel town, Healing, stealing, all the valley down.