August and September,
Summertime is done,
Days of sweet November
Grow shorter one by one
Autumn leaves are falling
And wintertime is near.
It's getting very close
To that special time of year.
The snow will be the whitest
Stars will shine the brightest,
Bells will ring out merry and clear,
When we all get home for Christmas this year.
The kids will want the day off
Trying hard to stay up
Waiting for Saint Nick to appear
When we all get home for Christmas this year.
With Mom and Dad to meet us
And dear old friends to greet us
We will have the sweetest of holidays.
And when it's time for parting
We'll recall the fun we had
And think of all the love that was here
And we'll all get home for Christmas next year
Yes, we'll all get home for Christmas next year.
With Mom and Dad to meet us
And dear old friends to greet us
We will have the sweetest of holidays.
And when it's time for parting,
We'll recall the fun we had
And think of all the love that was here
Then we'll all come home for Christmas next year,
Yes, we'll all come home for Christmas next year.
Next Christmas!
The snow will be the whitest
Stars will be shine their brightest
The kids will want they day off
Trying hard to stay up
Mom and Dad will meet us
Dear old friends to greet us
At Christmas
At Christmas
Summertime is done,
Days of sweet November
Grow shorter one by one
Autumn leaves are falling
And wintertime is near.
It's getting very close
To that special time of year.
The snow will be the whitest
Stars will shine the brightest,
Bells will ring out merry and clear,
When we all get home for Christmas this year.
The kids will want the day off
Trying hard to stay up
Waiting for Saint Nick to appear
When we all get home for Christmas this year.
With Mom and Dad to meet us
And dear old friends to greet us
We will have the sweetest of holidays.
And when it's time for parting
We'll recall the fun we had
And think of all the love that was here
And we'll all get home for Christmas next year
Yes, we'll all get home for Christmas next year.
With Mom and Dad to meet us
And dear old friends to greet us
We will have the sweetest of holidays.
And when it's time for parting,
We'll recall the fun we had
And think of all the love that was here
Then we'll all come home for Christmas next year,
Yes, we'll all come home for Christmas next year.
Next Christmas!
The snow will be the whitest
Stars will be shine their brightest
The kids will want they day off
Trying hard to stay up
Mom and Dad will meet us
Dear old friends to greet us
At Christmas
At Christmas