The radio station I listen to every morning is playing a classical Christmas song every day. This morning they played the Christmas Song with Nat King Cole and for a moment I stopped brushing my teeth. The Christmas Song is the ultimate Christmas song and hearing it on the radio means that Christmas is here, sort of at least.
Chestnuts roasting on an open fire,
Jack Frost nipping on your nose,
Yuletide carols being sung by a choir,
And folks dressed up like Eskimos.
Everybody knows a turkey and some mistletoe,
Help to make the season bright.
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 going to spy,
To see if reindeer really know how to fly.
And so I'm offering this simple phrase,
To kids from one to ninety-two,
Although its been said many times, many ways,
A very Merry Christmas to you
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