Written by: 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, la
But it’s december the 24th
And I’m 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
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.