White Christmas
by Irving Berlin, 1942I'm dreaming of a white Christmas,
Just like the ones I used to know.
Where the treetops glisten,
and children listen,
To hear sleigh bells in the snow.I'm dreaming of a white Christmas,
With every Christmas card I write.
May your days be merry and bright,
And may all your Christmases be white.I'm dreaming of a white Christmas,
With every Christmas card I write.
May your days be merry and bright,
And may all your Christmases be white.
