Turning to day the darkened night.
While sweet voices fill trembling air,
Mixing with bangs that do not scare.
Yo! Christmas time has come again!
Ho! Yo, come again!
When he was born that took our pain!
Ho! Yo, took our pain!
So, let our voices fill the streets!
Ho! Yo, fill the streets!
While our legs stomp to the beat!
Ho! Yo, to the beat!
The shops are filled with smiling folks
Enduring jabs and harmless pokes.
My nose is pinched by cooking smells
And my ears hear the ringing bells.
Yo! Christmas time has come again!
Ho! Yo, come again!
When he was born that took our pain!
Ho! Yo, took our pain!
So, let our voices fill the streets!
Ho! Yo, fill the streets!
While our legs stomp to the beat!
Ho! Yo, to the beat!
Some will get drunk this joyous day
And spend the night on bales of hay!
Some others, still, will lose their breath
To evil ones that looked no threat!
Yo! Christmas time has come again!
Ho! Yo, come again!
When he was born that took our pain!
Ho! Yo, took our pain!
So, let our voices fill the streets!
Ho! Yo, fill the streets!
While our legs stomp to the beat!
Ho! Yo, to the beat!
Written by: Kukogho Iruesiri Samson
