The Christmas Song

Chestnuts, roasting on an open fire
 Jack Frost, nipping at your nose
 Yuletide carols, being sung by a choir
 And folks, dressed up like Eskimos
 Everybody knows, a turkey and some mistletoe
 Will help to make the season bright
 And tiny tots, with their eyes all aglow
 Will find it hard, to sleep tonight
 They know, that Santa's on his way
 He's loaded lots of toys, and goodies, on his sleigh
 And every mother's child, is gonna spy
 To see if reindeer, really know, how to fly
 And so, I'm offering this simple phrase
 To kids from, 1 to ninety-two
 Although it's been said, many times, many ways
 Merry Christmas, to you
 And every mother's child, is going to spy
 To see if reindeer, really know, how to fly
 And so, I'm offering this simple phrase
 To kids from 1 to ninety-two
 Although it's been said many times, many ways
 Merry Christmas, merry Christmas to you