Golden Bells

<br>Well the choirs were singing and the candles they were burning<br>And the lantern girls and alter boys were crossed and cleaned<br>And my baby and me watched the prayers go higher and higher<br>As we sadly, slowly, surely took our leave<br><br>We`re crying now<br>We we`re crying then<br>Hearing golden bells<br><br>So we walked the long mile from the chapel gates<br>And I felt her warm in my hand as the wind drew us faster<br>We had no names or flowers in the churchyard<br>No cards or pity just a childlike space in our hearts<br><br>We`re crying now<br>We we`re crying then<br>Hearing golden bells<br><br>Oh the light that shines on life<br>And the living that can tell<br>Oh the joy, when the gates we reach<br>And ring those golden bells