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.
 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.