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

Oh, when I hear in the sky
The hour when the good old man descends
May your days be merry and bright
And may all your Christmases
Be white

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