"The Christmas Bells of New England©"
Lyrics by M. S. McKenzie | Performed by American Storyteller Music, Protected by Copyright
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"The Christmas Bells of New England"
[Instrumental Intro]
[Verse 1 – Maine & New Hampshire]
Snow along the shoreline at old Portland Head
Lanterns in the windows where the seafolk are fed
Kennebunkport harbor wears a garland of light
While Bar Harbor's quiet in the soft winter night
Up through Franconia where the pines stand tall
North Conway's rooftops wear a sugar-white shawl
Portsmouth lights are shining on the cold salt air
And the White Mountains glisten like a whispered prayer
[Chorus]
These are the Christmas bells of New England
Ringing over hill and harbor town
From the lighthouses to the village greens
Where the snow keeps gently falling down
Every steeple song and candle's glow
Wraps the north in memories, pure and slow
And the heart comes home where it's always been
To a New England Christmas once again
[Verse 2 – Vermont]
Frost on the timbers in a Woodstock lane
Stowe's little storefronts glowing through the pane
Covered bridges keeping all the stories they've known
Horse-drawn sleighs are tracing paths through the snow
Maple-sugar dreams by a warm old stove
Lantern-light dancing through the sugarbush grove
Green Mountains sleeping in their blanket of white
While a fiddle by the fire plays a carol tonight
[Chorus]
These are the Christmas bells of New England
Ringing over hill and harbor town
From the lighthouses to the village greens
Where the snow keeps gently falling down
Every steeple song and candle's glow
Wraps the north in memories, pure and slow
And the heart comes home where it's always been
To a New England Christmas once again
[Verse 3 – Massachusetts & Rhode Island]
Boston Common shimmers under pale moonlight
Children's laughter echoing through the night
Skaters near the Public Garden glide in a line
While Faneuil Hall windows in the marketplace shine
Out in Stockbridge, wreaths on every white clapboard door
Norman Rockwell scenes we've all seen before
Newport's mansions sparkle above Narragansett Bay
As their timeless chandeliers turn night into day
[Verse 4 – Connecticut & All New England]
Mystic River's quiet, masts in gentle repose
Lanterns by the seaport where the cold tide flows
Litchfield Hills are sleeping under quilts of white
Church bells chiming softly through the winter night
From Maine's rocky headlands to Rhode Island's shore
From Vermont's green valleys to Connecticut's moor
Every town and village, every street and lane
Holds a Christmas we can almost touch again
[Chorus]
These are the Christmas bells of New England
Ringing over hill and harbor town
From the lighthouses to the village greens
Where the snow keeps gently falling down
Every steeple song and candle's glow
Wraps the north in memories, pure and slow
And the heart comes home where it's always been
To a New England Christmas once again
[Outro]
