G            D7          G       C 
At Christmas time in the steeple high 

    G           D7      G 
The bells would proudly ring 

   C                     G 
To tell the world of the joy and cheer 

     A7                  D7 
That Christmas day would bring 


    C                      G 
But one little bell in the steeple high 

      D7        G 
Could only pain alone and cry 

          C        G       C 
No matter how he’d try and try 

G                  D7                   G 
Poor little thing  he couldn't ring  at all 


              D7           G       C 
All the other bells in the steeple high 

    G       D7     G 
Saw all his lonely tears 

    C                   G 
And watched him try his best to ring 

A7                         D7 
Each Christmas through the years 


    C                           G 
But the little blue bell in the steeple toll 

     D7                   G 
Just pride from Christmas came to call 

           C       G        C 
For like I said in spite of all 

G                  D7                   G 
Poor little thing  he couldn't ring  at all 


              D7         G       C 
One Christmas Eve in the steeple high 

   G     D7  G 
An angle did appear 

    C                      G 
She smiled and said to the little blue bell 

A7                     D7 
I've come to dry yours tears 
  

    C                    G 
And on that night so the story's told 
  
    D7                                  G 
She changed the little blue bell to the purest gold 

                 C       G        C 
With the richest tone to hold and hold  

G                   D7                G 
Proud little thing  just hear him r-ing