Ray Conniff White Christmas
I’m dreaming of the White Christmas (du-ah)
Just like the ones I used to know.
Where the tree tops glisten and children listen
To hear sleigh-bells in the snow.
I’m dreaming of the White Christmas (du-ah)
With every Christmas card I write.
May your days be merry and bright
And may all your Christmas be white.
I’m dreaming of the White Christmas
Just like the ones I used to know.
Where the tree tops glisten and children listen
To hear sleigh-bells in the snow.
I’m dreaming of the White Christmas
With every Christmas card I write.
May your days be merry and bright
And may all your Christmas be white.
