| Sleigh bells ring, are you listenin'
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| In the lane, snow is glistenin'
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| A beautiful sight, we’re happy tonight
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| Walkin' in a winter wonderland
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| Gone away is the bluebird
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| Here to stay is a new bird
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| He sings a love song as we go along
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| Walkin' in a winter wonderland
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| In the meadow we can build a snowman
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| And pretend that he is Parson Brown
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| He’ll say «Are you married?», We’ll say «No man
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| But you can do the job while you’re in town.»
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| Later on, we’ll conspire
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| As we dream by the fire
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| To face unafraid, the plans that we made
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| Walkin' in a winter wonderland
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| Silver bells, silver bells, silver bells, silver bells
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| (a long instrumental)
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| City sidewalks, busy sidewalks
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| Dressed in holiday style
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| In the air there’s a feeling of Christmas
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| Children laughing, people passing
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| Meeting smile after smile
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| And on every street corner you’ll hear
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| Silver bells (silver bells), silver bells (silver bells)
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| It’s Christmas time in the city
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| Ring a ling (ring a ling), hear them ring (hear them ring)
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| Soon it will be Christmas Day!
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| The sun is shining, the grass is green
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| The orange and palm trees sway
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| There’s never been such a day
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| In Beverly Hills, L. A
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| But it’s December the twenty-fourth
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| And I’m longing to be up north
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| I’m dreaming of a white Christmas
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| Just like the ones I used to know
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| Where the treetops glisten and children listen
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| To hear sleigh bells in the snow
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| I’m dreaming of a white Christmas
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| With every Christmas card I write
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| May your days be merry and bright
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| And may all your Christmases be white |