Beatles - Happiness Is A Warm Gun lyrics

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 sleighbells 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".

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 sleighbells 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".