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(Felix Bernard/Dick Smith)
Over the ground lies a mantle of white
A heaven of diamonds shine down
through the night
Two hearts are thrillin' in spite of the
chill in weather
Love knows no season
Love knows no clime
Romance can blossom any old time
Here in the open
We're walkin' and hopin' together
Chorus
Sleigh bells ring, are you listenin'
In the lane, snow is glistenin'
A beautiful sight, we're happy tonight
Walkin' in a winter wonderland
Gone away is the bluebird
Here to stay is a new bird
He sings a love song, as we go along
Walkin' in a winter wonderland
In the meadow we can build a snowman
And pretend that he is Parson Brown
He'll say, “Are you married?”
We'll say, “No, man”
But you can do the job while you're in town
Later on we'll conspire
As we dream by the fire
To face unafraid the plans that we made
Walkin' in a winter wonderland
Repeat Chorus
In the meadow we can build a snowman
And pretend that he's a circus clown
We'll have lots of fun with Mister Snowman
Until the other kiddies knock him down
When it snows ain't it thrillin'
Though your nose gets a chillin'
We'll frolic and play the Eskimo way
Walkin' in a winter wonderland
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(Kostas)
Snowy days and frosty nights
Everything looks cold and white
Hangin' round the mistletoe
Hangin' round the mistletoe
Christmas Day will soon be here
And everybody's full of cheer
Hangin' round the mistletoe
Waitin' for you dear
Well, I've waited all year long
Now the year is almost gone
Hangin' round the mistletoe
Hangin' round the mistletoe
But if that's what I got to do
Just to get a kiss from you
I'm hangin' round the mistletoe
Waitin' for you dear
Christmas is a special time
To give and to receive
For every little kiss you give me
I will give you three
You ain't gonna miss one kiss
That's one thing you'll never miss
I'm hangin' round the mistletoe
Waitin' for you dear
I've had my eyes on you
For a long, long time
So I'm asking Santa please
Make that pretty girl mine
I've waited till I'm cold and blue
Just to get a kiss from you
Hangin' round the mistletoe
Waitin' for you dear
Hangin' round the mistletoe
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(Ronnie Dunn/Busch/Williams)
Tree's in the corner, the fire's burnin' bright.
Shadows are dancin' in the pale candlelight.
Life should be a rainbow, but it's blue:
It won't be Christmas without you.
I wrapped up all your presents,
Wrote my name on every card.
I just can't help it, baby,
Takin' this so hard.
You tell me: what's a man to do?
'Cause it won't be Christmas without you.
I stare into the flames: all I see is your face.
All this joy an' happiness seems so out of place.
As far as I'm concerned, it's just a day I must get through.
But it won't be Christmas without you.
Oh, I wrapped up all your presents,
Wrote my name on every card.
I just can't help it, baby,
I'm takin' this so hard.
You tell me: what's a man to do?
It won't be Christmas without you.
Oh, I wrapped up all your presents,
Wrote my name on every card.
I just can't help it, baby,
I'm takin' this so hard.
You tell me: what's a man to do?
It won't be Christmas without you.
It won't be Christmas without you.
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(Deborah Allen/Bruce Channel)
I wrote a letter to Santa last night
Told him what I want to make my Christmas right
If I don't get it, I'm gonna be blue
I wanna rockin' little Christmas with you
I don't want no tinker toys
Don't wanna waste my time drinkin' with the boys
There's only one thing that I wanna do
I wanna rockin' little Christmas with you
Chorus
I want a rockin' little Christmas
Rockin' little Christmas
If I get my wishes
It's gonna be delicious
A stockin' full of love for two
Well, I've been a good boy all year
I deserve a little Christmas cheer
I want your arms around me the whole night through
I wanna rockin' little Christmas with you
Tell me baby what's it gonna be
Where you gonna spend your Christmas Eve
Will I be merry or will I be blue
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(Billy Hayes/Jay Johnson)
I'll have a blue Christmas without you
I'll be so blue just thinking about you
Decorations of red on a green Christmas tree
Won't be the same dear, if you're not here with me
And when the blue snowflakes start falling
That's when those blue memories start calling
You'll be doing alright with your Christmas of white
But I'll have a blue Christmas
You'll be doing alright with your Christmas of white
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(Kix Brooks/Don Cook)
It seemed like just another Christmas Eve
The kids had left some milk and cookies to eat
We cuddled up and read “The Night Before Christmas” again
I headed down for one more holiday snack
I saw this fat man with a pack on his back
Call me crazy but there's toys and stuff all over the den
Chorus
Santa's coming over to your house
Christmas coming down the line
Santa's coming over to your house
I know 'cause he just left mine
He left a Barbie and a video game
He filled the stockings with the red candy canes
He hid a skateboard and a football up under the tree
I heard him holler and he pulled out of sight
“A Merry Christmas and to all a good night”
I know what you're thinking
But I'm telling you, ya got to believe
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(Mel Torme/Robert Wells)
Chestnuts roasting on an open fire
Jack Frost nipping at your nose
Yuletide carols being sung by a choir
And folks dressed up like Eskimos
Ev'rybody knows a turkey
and some mistletoe
Help to make the season bright
Tiny tots with their eyes all aglow
Will find it hard to sleep tonight
They know that Santa's on his way
He's loaded lots of toys and goodies on his sleigh
And ev'ry mother's child is gonna spy
To see if reindeer really know how to fly
And so, I'm offering this simple phrase
To kids from one to ninety-two
Altho' it's been said many times, many ways
“Merry Christmas to you”
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(J. Fred Coots/Haven Gillespie)
I just came back from a lovely trip
Along the Milky Way
I stopped off at the North Pole
To spend a holiday
I called on dear old Santa Claus
To see what I could see
He took me to his big workshop
And told his plans to me. So,
Chorus
You better watch out
You better not cry
Better not pout, I'm telling you why
Santa Claus is comin' to town
He's making a list
And checking it twice
Gonna find out who's naughty and nice
Santa Claus is comin' to town
He sees you when you're sleepin'
He knows when you're awake,
He knows if you've been bad or good
So be good for goodness sake
Repeat Chorus
With little tin horns and little toy drums
Rooty-toot-toots and rummy-tum-tums
Santa Claus is comin' to town
And curly head dolls that toddle and coo
Elephants, boats and kiddie cars too
Santa Claus is comin' to town
The kids in girl and boyland
Will have a jubilee
They're gonna build a Toyland town
All around the Christmas tree, so
Repeat Chorus
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(Larry Boone/Kix Brooks/Paul Nelson)
Got a wife and two kids, all gathered around
A twenty-pound turkey, snow on the ground
Who says there ain't no Santa Claus
Eric wants a glove, he tears into a box
His eyes are wide with wonder,
I sit back and watch
Who says there ain't no Santa Claus
Chorus
I haven't heard a single reindeer running on my roof
I just look into my children's eyes
and there I see my proof
And could it be that jolly old man riding in his sleigh
Is really just the kid in us on every Christmas Day
Who says there's no Santa Claus
Molly gets a doll, Momma's camera clicks
Guess we all get the puppy, he's getting in his licks
Who says there ain't no Santa Claus
I'm trying to read a card in crooked red and blue
Only part that really matters is “Daddy, we love you”
Who says there ain't no Santa Claus
Repeat Chorus
Hey, I've heard there ain't no Santa Claus
But I know there's got to be a Santa Claus
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(Ram Buck/Kim Gannon/Kent Walter)
I'm dreaming tonight of a place I love
Even more than I usually do
And although I know it's a long road back
I promise you
I'll be home for Christmas,
You can plan on me
Please have snow and mistletoe
And presents on the tree
Christmas Eve will find me
Where the love-light gleams
I'll be home for Christmas
If only in my dreams
I'll be home for Christmas,
You can plan on me
Please have snow and mistletoe
And presents on the tree
Christmas Eve will find me
Where the love-light gleams
I'll be home for Christmas
If only in my dreams
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(Irving Berlin)
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 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 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”
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