The sun is shining
The grass is green
The orange and palm
trees sway
There's never been such a day
in BeverIy HiIIs L.A.
But it's December the 24th
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 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
All your Christmases
All your Christmases
be white