Intro: I'm walking backwards for Christmas Across the Irish sea I'm walking backwards for Christmas It's the finest thing for me I've tried walking sideways And walking to the front But people just laughed And said it's a publicity stunt I'm walking backwards for Christmas To prove that I love you An immigrant lad Loved an Irish Colleen From Dublin's Galway Bay He longed for her arms, But she spurned his charms, And sailed o'er the foam away She left the lad by himself, on his own All alone, a-sorrowing And sadly he dreamed, or at least that's the way it seemed, buddy, That an angel choir for him, an angel choir did sing. I'm walking backwards for Christmas Across the Irish Sea I'm walking backwards for Christmas, It's the finest thing for me. And so I've tried walking sideways, And walking to the front But people just laughed And said it's a publicity stunt. So I'm walking backwards for Christmas To prove that I love you. http://www.thegoonshow.net/