Across the plains one Christmas night Three drovers riding blithe and gay
Looked up and saw a starry light More radiant than the Milky Way
And on their hearts such wonder fell They sang with joy, Noel, Noel
Noel, Noel, Noel
The black swans flew across the sky The wild hog called across the plain
The starry luster blazed on high Dule echoed on the heavenly strain
And still they sang Noel, Noel
Those drovers, three, Noel, Noel Noel, Noel, Noel, Noel
The air was dry with summer heat And smoke was on the yellow moon
But from the heavens faint and sweet Came floating down a wondrous tune
And as they heard they sang full well Those drovers, three, Noel, Noel
Noel, Noel, Noel, Noel
Noel, Noel, Noel, Noel
