I Saw Three Ships a Sailing - The Chieftains & Ricky Skaggs

I saw three ships come sailing in On Christmas day, on Christmas day I saw three ships come sailing in On Christmas day in the morning And what was in those ships all three On Christmas day, on Christmas day And what was in those ships all three On Christmas day in the morning Our Saviour, Christ, and His Lady On Christmas day, on Christmas day Our Saviour, Christ, and His Lady On Christmas day in the morning Pray, whither sailed those ships all three On Christmas day, on Christmas day Pray, whither sailed those ships all three On Christmas day in the morning O, they sailed to Bethlehem On Christmas day, on Christmas day O, they sailed to Bethlehem On Christmas day in the morning And all the bells on earth shall ring On Christmas day, on Christmas day And all the bells on earth shall ring On Christmas day in the morning And all the angels in heaven shall sing On Christmas day, on Christmas day And all the angels in heaven shall sing On Christmas day in the morning And all the souls on earth shall sing On Christmas day, on Christmas day And all the souls on earth shall sing On Christmas day in the morning Then let us all rejoice and sing On Christmas day, on Christmas day Then let us all rejoice and sing On Christmas day in the morning

I saw three ships come sailing in On Christmas Day, on Christmas Day I saw three ships come sailing in On Christmas Day in the morning And all the bells on earth shall ring On Christmas Day, on Christmas Day And all the bells on earth shall ring On Christmas Day in the morning Let us all rejoice again On Christmas Day, on Christmas Day Let us all rejoice again On Christmas Day in the morning I saw three ships come sailing in On Christmas Day, on Christmas Day I saw three ships come sailing in On Christmas Day in the morning

Come all you good, kind people While I've got money to spend Tomorrow might be Monday And I'll neither have a dollar nor a friend When I've got plenty of money, good people My friends are all standing around Just as soon as my pocketbook is empty Not a friend on this earth can be found The last time I seen that dear woman, good people She had a wine glass in her hand She's a-drinking down her troubles With a lowdown, sorry, no good man My daddy told me a plenty good people And my momma she told me more Said son if you don't quit your rowdy ways You'll have trouble at your door All around this old jailhouse this evening, good people Forty dollars will pay my fine Corn whiskey has surrounded my body, poor boy Pretty women look trump in my mind If I'd a-listened to my momma, good people I would not be here today But a-drinking and a-shooting and a-gambling At home I cannot stay Go dig a hole in the meadow, good people Make it deep in that cold, cold ground Come gather around all you kind friends And see this poor rounder go down