December - Skipinnish

The coming of the winter snow upon the highland hills

Hits the mind with sorrow blind and numbs the cutting chills

Our morning days in youthful haze we'll never see again

And all the years we thought we had have left our hallowed glen

Oh if the sun comes down in December?

And the snow lies over the green

I'll leave the last drop in my glass to remember

The eyes of my highland queen.

That Christmas day so long away when first I saw her eyes

Now every year she reappears in dark December skies

The moon it shone above the Ben as we kissed below the plough

The stars were singing as we lay upon the frosted ground

Oh if the sun comes down in December?

And the snow lies over the green

I'll leave the last drop in my glass to remember

The eyes of my highland queen.

But maybe we will meet again on the circle of the sea

And in this world or the next I'll feel her close to me

And the golden west horizon will be ours for just a while

When the snowflakes of our future will melt upon her smile

Oh if the sun comes down in December?

And the snow lies over the green

I'll leave the last drop in my glass to remember

The eyes of my highland queen.

Oh if the sun comes down in December?

And the snow lies over the green

I'll leave the last drop in my glass to remember

The eyes of my highland queen.

Oh if the sun comes down in December?

And the snow lies over the green

I'll leave the last drop in my glass to remember

The eyes of my highland queen.