Bing Crosby The Secret Of Christmas
It's not the glow you feel, when snow appears
It's not the Christmas card, you've sent for years
Not the joyful sound, when sleigh bells ring (ring ring
ring)
Or the merry songs, children sing
Yeah the little gift you send, on Christmas day
Will not bring back the friend, you turned away
So may I suggest, the secret of Christmas (the secret of
Christmas)
It's not the things you do, at Christmas time
But the Christmas things you do all year through
