White Christmas
(Irving Berlin)
The sun's been hiding
The streets are grey
The rain has been falling down
Seems everyone wears a frown
For Christmas in London Town
It reminds me each time I roam
I'm longing to be back home
I'm dreaming of a White Christmas
Just like the ones we used to know
Where the tree tops glisten
And children listen
To hear, sleighbells 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
Just like the ones we used to know
Where the tree tops glisten
And we all listen
To the Evening Session with Lammo
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
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