Irving Berlin
White Christmas
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

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'

The sun is shining, the grass is green
The orange and palm trees sway
Ain't never been such a day in Beverly Hills, L..A
But it's December, the twenty fourth
And I am longing to be up north

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

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'