I'm Walking Backwards for Christmas - Peter Sellers

I’m walking backwards for Christmas,

Across the Irish Sea,

I’m walking backwards for Christmas,

It’s the only thing for me.

I’ve tried walking sideways,

And walking to the front,

But people just look at me,

And say it’s a publicity stunt.

I’m walking backwards for Christmas,

To prove that I love you.

An imigrantal lad, loved an Irish colleen

From Dublin 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.