(Irving Berlin)
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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, sleighbells 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!
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White Christmas
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| Vonda Shepard |
