Christmas in Carrick
by Seamus McGrath

On the road the frost is glistening
People stream from midnight mass.
Friendly candles glow in windows
Strangers greet you as you pass.
Home then to the laden table
Ham and goose and pints of beer.
Whiskey handed 'round in tumblers
Christmas comes but once a year.

Puddings made with eggs and treacle,
Seeded raisins and brown suet,
Sifted breadcrumbs and mixed spices,
Grated rind and plenty fruit,
Cinnamon, ginger, cloves and nutmeg,
Porter, brandy and old ale.
Don't forget the wine and whiskey.
Christmas comes but once a year.

Women, fussing in the kitchen,
Lay the food on every plate.
Men there patient in the hallway
Gulping porter while they wait.
Who cares if we're poor tomorrow.
Now's the time to spread good cheer.
Pass the punch around the table.
Christmas comes but once a year.

as transcribed from The Clancy Brothers: CHRISTMAS