May your days be merry and bright And may all your Christmases be white I'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 With every Christmas card I write

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 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 The sun is shining, the grass is green The orange and palm trees sway There's never been such a day In Beverly Hills, L.A. But it's December the twenty-fourth And I'm longing to be up north Just like the ones I used to

I, I'm dreaming, dreaming of a white, white Christmas, y'all Just like the one that I used to know, oh Honey, it's where the treetop, treetop listen Little bitty, little bitty, little bitty children should They try to listen To hear, before the sleigh