Singing carols, stringing popcorn, making
footprints in the snow, Memories, Christmas
memories, they're the sweetest ones I know.
Cookies baking in the kitchen, cards and ribbons
everywhere, Memories, Christmas memories, float
like snowflakes in the air. Oh the joy of waking
Christmas mornings, the family round the tree, We
had a way of making Christmas morning as merry as
can be, I close my eyes and see shining faces Of
all the children who now have children of their
own Funny, but comes December, and I remember
every Christmas I've known.