On a hill long agonOn a cold winter's nightnIn a land far away nThree kings saw a lightnAnd from heaven it shone nLike God'snGod's own crownnAnd it guided three kingsnInto Bethlehem townnnOh they came bearing giftsnAnd so said each onenLet's call this day ChristmasnFrom thisnMoment onnWe'll be calling it ChristmasnIn, in honour of himnThe child in the manger nOur saviour and kingnnWe've been calling it ChristmasnKeeping the faithnKnowing the reasonnWe're, we're saving the daynnWe've been calling it ChristmasnDown through the yearsn(Down through the years, baby)nSpreading joy to the worldnWhen Christmas is heren(Is here)nnOh a simple beliefnWas the start of it allnA small child asleepnOn a bed made of strawnnAt the back of an innnWhere, where shepherds and kingsnFirst felt the joy thatnThis moment would bringnnWe've been calling it ChristmasnKeeping the faithnKnowing the reasonnWe're, we're saving the daynnWe've been calling it ChristmasnDown through the yearsn(Down through the years, baby)nSpreading joy to the worldnWhen Christmas is heren(Is here)nnWe've been calling it ChristmasnDown through the yearsn(Down through, down through)nSpreading joy to the worldnWhen Christmas is heren(Is here)nnSpreading joy to the worldnWhen Christmas is herenSpreading joy to the worldnWhen Christmas, oohnIs heren(Is here)