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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 those
tree-tops glisten, |
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And children
listen |
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To hear sleigh
bells 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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I'm dreaming of a
white Christmas, |
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Just like the ones
I used to know. |
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May your days may
your days may your days be merry and bright, |
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And may all your
Christmases be white. |
