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Bob Nicholson
- singer/songwriter
Bob Nicholson
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Peace On Earth, Merry Christmas
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Mine cave-in outside a small town at Christmas
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» highest in charts: # 65 (47,100 songs currently listed in Country)
» highest in sub-genre: # 10 (1,357 songs currently listed in Country > Rockabilly) » today's position: # 2137 in Country
» today's position in sub-genre: # 154 in Rockabilly
» highest in sub-genre: # 10 (1,357 songs currently listed in Country > Rockabilly) » today's position: # 2137 in Country
» today's position in sub-genre: # 154 in Rockabilly
About the song
This is an original Christmas song written for a future release
Lyrics
Peace on Earth. Merry Christmas
written by Bob Nicholson 2005 Hyde Music, ASCAP
It was late one December just a few days before Christmas
A small village of eighty two on top of the hills of West Virginia
Everyone was getting ready for the holiday coming
All around people were smiling and children were singing everywhere.
In one very short second, a blast shook the town and filled the air
The smell of death and destruction reminded the town again
That twenty one miners were all trapped down below and helpless
Theyll be no Christmas this year and no tomorrow for this town,
Merry Christmas and peace on the earth
A town is crying, cant you hear our pleas
A child is born to set us free
Christ is King, our Lord
In a rush and panic all calls went out, please help us save our men
Theyre trapped down below and no one has ever gotten out from below the main
The smell of methyl was omnipresent; no chance of living was given
Four days have passed and still no sound, its too dangerous for us to get around
A man and his wife had pulled into town looking for a room
There was no place to stay was all they said, just go away
Cant you see we lost our own men cried the mother tearfully
But an old man allowed them to stay in his barn until the next day
Merry Christmas and peace on the earth
A town is crying, cant you hear our pleas
A child is born to set us free
Christ is King, our Lord
As the evening past, time was running out, the air in there was no more
The miners fate was sure to pass, when the man had said to the people above
Think of peacen goodwill to all on earth together
As the voices were heard, all were rescued and a baby was born
Merry Christmas and peace on the earth
A town is crying, cant you hear our pleas
A child is born to set us free
Christ is King, our Lord
written by Bob Nicholson 2005 Hyde Music, ASCAP
It was late one December just a few days before Christmas
A small village of eighty two on top of the hills of West Virginia
Everyone was getting ready for the holiday coming
All around people were smiling and children were singing everywhere.
In one very short second, a blast shook the town and filled the air
The smell of death and destruction reminded the town again
That twenty one miners were all trapped down below and helpless
Theyll be no Christmas this year and no tomorrow for this town,
Merry Christmas and peace on the earth
A town is crying, cant you hear our pleas
A child is born to set us free
Christ is King, our Lord
In a rush and panic all calls went out, please help us save our men
Theyre trapped down below and no one has ever gotten out from below the main
The smell of methyl was omnipresent; no chance of living was given
Four days have passed and still no sound, its too dangerous for us to get around
A man and his wife had pulled into town looking for a room
There was no place to stay was all they said, just go away
Cant you see we lost our own men cried the mother tearfully
But an old man allowed them to stay in his barn until the next day
Merry Christmas and peace on the earth
A town is crying, cant you hear our pleas
A child is born to set us free
Christ is King, our Lord
As the evening past, time was running out, the air in there was no more
The miners fate was sure to pass, when the man had said to the people above
Think of peacen goodwill to all on earth together
As the voices were heard, all were rescued and a baby was born
Merry Christmas and peace on the earth
A town is crying, cant you hear our pleas
A child is born to set us free
Christ is King, our Lord