The streets are lit
On the cold winters night
As the soft snow gently drifts down
The moon is open and says hello
To old jolly fellow
Riding flying sled pulled over the globe by reindeer
He dropped parcels down chimneys
Tonight my friend its Christmas Eve
Christmas
The streets are lit
On the cold winters night
As the soft snow gently drifts down
The moon is open and says hello
To old jolly fellow
Riding flying sled pulled over the globe by reindeer
He dropped parcels down chimneys
Tonight my friend its Christmas Eve