White Christmas
Hey Dave, what's the matter?
Ya look sad
Oh I'm not sad Alvin, I was just hoping for a little snow this year
Really Dave, why?
Well, You see Alvin
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
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
May your days be merry and bright
And may all your Christmases be white
Hey Dave, look
It's snowing
Writer/s: Irving Berlin
