Oh thank god you're here

Now Christmas can begin

Oh thank God you made it

Through the rain and the wind

Oh thank god you came

With laughter in your heart

With singing in your lungs

That's how we'll be, once again

Your stride St. Christopher is true

You brought our dearest

Traveller home

Oh thank God you're here

Now Christmas can begin

As we once were

We shall always be again

Oh thank God you're here

To hear the brass band play

Their carols swell around us

Like open fires of your embrace

My solitary soul

Yields to these souvenirs

And here inside this pocket

There you are, and there you'll be

Your stride St. Christopher is true

You brought our dearest T

Traveller home

Oh thank God you're here

Now Christmas can begin

As we once were

We shall always be again

Our stockings overflowed

With tokens of your wit

You cast your stories tenfold

To the air that we breathed

With glasses full of spirit

And dancing in our shoes

We'll learn to light each candle

From the Christmases we've known

Your stride St. Christopher is true

You brought our dearest

Traveller home

Oh thank God you're here

Now Christmas can begin

As we once were

We shall always be again