Sleigh bells ring. Are you listening. In the lane. Snow is glistening. A beautiful sight. We're happy tonight. Walking in a winter wonderland. . Gone away is the bluebird.
I'm dreaming of a white Christmas. Just like the ones I used to know. Where the tree tops glisten. And children listen. To hear sleigh bells in the snow.
Chestnuts roasting on an open fire. Jack Frost nipping at your nose. Yuletide carols being sung by a choir. And folks dressed up like Eskimos. . Everybody knows a turkey and some mistletoe.
The First Noel the angel did say. Was to certain poor shepherds. In fields as they lay. In fields as they lay, keeping their sheep. On a cold winter's night that was so deep.
Silent night, holy night. All is calm, all is bright. Round yon Virgin Mother and Child. Holy Infant so tender and mild. Sleep in heavenly peace. Sleep in heavenly peace.
Oh, the weather outside is frightful. But the fire is so delightful. And since we've no place to go. Let it snow, let it snow, let it snow. . Oh it doesn't show signs of stopping.
I'm dreaming tonight of a place that I love. Even more than I usually do. And although I know it's a long road back. This I promise you. . I'll be home for Christmas.
It's beginning to look a lot like Christmas. Everywhere you go. Take a look in the five-and-ten, it's glistening once again. With candy canes and silver lanes that glow.
Have yourself a merry little Christmas. Let your heart be light. From now on our troubles will be out of sight, yeah. . Have yourself a merry little Christmas.
This fire is nice. But so are your eyes. They twinkle when you smile. Ain't felt this warm in a while. That northern star. Shines straight from your heart.
Oh oh. Wall to wall, it's packed. Give your hands a smack. Polish up my watch. VIP is in the back. Hear the beat of the music playing. Rat pack, hi-hat swaying.
Girl you cut those jeans just right. I know you didn't buy 'em like that. So baby don't even try that. You dance, oh you move yeah. Like there ain't nobody watchin'.
The radio and a sundress. Making my world all a mess. Back corner of a cornfield. Bottle tops and a truth spills. Pull the lever, lay the seat back laughin'.