The 22nd of December We were dressing up the tree The radio was playing caroling The music warm and comforting Then there came a knock upon a door Outside there stood a man in uniform He asked me "Son are your parents in?" A friend of yours has had an accident He said I'll speak to your mother and father There are some things you shouldn't hear I left the room where they could speak to him Why I should leave I wasn't sure Through the walls I heard my mother cry "Oh my God, he's just a little boy" Someone found him high up in a tree Hanging by his neck for all to see Oh no, no, no, don't leave us crying Oh no, no, no, don't leave us crying We were the closest of young friends Our thoughts and hopes, we shared together He dreamed he'd race a thoroughbred To ride that horse and be a winner It couldn't be, his body was too weak The sickness that he had could take him down He took his life before he died in pain No, no, no, please, don't leave us crying No, no, no, no, don't leave us crying Oh no, no, no, don't leave us crying, please Oh no, no, no, you left us crying...