A knock on the door, please let me come in Away from the rain and out of the wind To sit by your hearth and warm up my soul To join in your company I knew long ago I have little to offer if you enter my door My house is but small, my company poor The fire is the last of the slow-dying coal It's barely enough for this poor soul alone Well, I ask for but little and I won't stay too long And if it would please you I'll sing you a song To brighten the fire of that last dying coal We'll sing it together and not be alone The door was let open, the singer stepped in Away from the rain and out of the wind The fire danced in flames to the tune of the song And the cabin turned castle till the breaking of dawn And the cabin turned castle till the breaking of dawn