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
But it’s December the twenty fourth
And I am longing to be up north
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
With every Christmas card I write
May your days be merry and bright
May your days be merry
And may all your Christmases be white

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

Be White