We kiss in a shadow, we hide from the moonOur meetings

Oh, by gosh, by gollyIt's time for mistletoe and hollyTasty pheasants,

I know there were a hundred ways to tell her I

There is no great big endingNo sunset in the skyThere is

Old WatertownNothing much happenin'Down on Main'Cept a little rainOld WatertownEveryone knowsThe

Hello, young lovers, whoever you areI hope your troubles are fewAll

In a quaint caravan there's a lady they call the GypsyShe

I won't dance, don't ask meI won't dance, don't ask meI

Don't cry, joeLet her go, let her go, let her goDon't

In the heavens, stars are dancingAnd the mounting moon is newWhat

I took a trip on a trainAnd I thought about youI

The night is bitterThe stars have lost their glitterThe winds grow

Sleigh bells ring, are you listenin'In the lane, snow is glisteningA

One day, you turn around and it's summerNext day, you turn

By a country road wild roses grow that need my special

Five hundred guys have one thousand eyes for my babyThey stand

I heard the bells on Christmas dayTheir old familiar carols playAnd

Oh there's nothing to be ashamed ofIf you stub your toe

It's the wrong time and the wrong placeThough your face is

Jingle bells, jingle bellsJingle all the wayOh, what fun it is