Chestnuts roasting on an open fireJack Frost nipping at your noseYuletide

I may not have a thing at allExcept for

That old master painter from the faraway hills painted the violets

There may be trouble aheadBut while there's moonlight and music and

di "I'm a fool to want a fool to

Every night was long and gloomy, shadows gathered in the airNo

fall in love too easilyI fall in love too fastI

I was seventeenIt was a very good yearIt was

Look at meI'm as helpless as a kitten up a treeAnd

Writer(s): Cahn/ChaplinThis is my first affair - please be kindHandle my

I never knew the charm of springNever met it face to

What is America to meA name, a map, or a flag

hand in handSwingin' down the laneEverybody's feelin' grandSwingin' down

I'll be loving you alwaysWith a love that's true, alwaysWhen the

Whippoorwills call, evenin' is nighHurry to my Blue HeavenTurn to the

came upon the midnight clear, that glorious song of

I heard the bells on Christmas dayTheir old familiar carols playAnd

I'm gonna live till I die!I'm gonna laugh 'stead of cryI'm

It's ChristmasJingle bells, jingle bellsJingle all the wayOh, what fun it

In my lonelinessWhen you're gone and I'm all by myselfAnd I