It’s beginning to look
a lot like Christmas
Everywhere you go
There’s a tree
in the Grand Hotel
One in the park as well
The sturdy kind that
doesn’t mind the snow
It’s beginning to look
a lot like Christmas
Soon the bells will start
And the thing that’ll
 make them ring
Is the carol that you sing
Right within your heart

Pine cones and holly berries
Popcorn for you, apples for me
Red striped candy,
nut cracker handy
Kettle a-bubbling
hot as can be
Snow clouds hang
low and threatening
Maybe it won’t
Pray and it may
The brightest fireplace
glows in every face
Waiting for Christmas Day

Waiting for Christmas Day