The Best Christmas is a song in English
Stranded there an hour or two
Waiting on the Christmas flight
To take me back on home to you
Snow was piling up outside
Old man in the airport bar said
Son you know how lucky you are
This brings to mind memories I recall well
Back in 1914 outside Neuve-Chapelle
Started out with Christmas songs
Huddled there around our fires
The singing rose it wasn’t long
‘Til someone ventured beyond the wire
Frozen there in a rifle sight
Until he raised a flag of white
For a few short hours the peace was found
So we laid our weapons down
And me singing songs at the mission
Prayers for Saint Peter and Paul
In No Man’s Land I saw a vision
This Christmas - will be the best one of all
Standing there as infantry
We traded coffee and cigarettes
I looked at him he looked at me
We both looked much the same and yet
Divided there on different sides
I might have killed him had not I
Paused to reload again
I’m the enemy you killed my friend
He vanished then into the night
But pressed a postcard in my hand
The runway gave a ghostly light
And I began to understand
The paper yellowed now with age
His words came tumbling from the page
When they said I’d be home by Christmas
I never thought that I’d miss you so much
I will be singing songs at the mission
Prayers for Saint Peter and Paul
In frosted glass I saw a vision
This Christmas - will be the best one of all
So honey take me by the hand
We’ll waltz to the Salvation Army Band
What they throw us won’t make us come undone
True love will always overcome
I will be singing songs at the mission
Prayers for Saint Peter and Paul
In frosted glass I see a vision
This Christmas - be the best one of all