City sidewalks, busy sidewalks.. . Dressed in holiday style. . In the air. . There's a feeling. . of Christmas. . Children laughing. . People passing.
Please send some snow. Some snow for Johnny. He wants to build. A big snowman. . It was a week just before Christmas. Way down in Louisiana. A little boy was kneeling by his bed.
Silver and gold, silver and gold. Ev'ryone wishes for silver and gold. How do you measure its worth?. Just by the pleasure it gives here on earth. . Silver and gold, silver and gold.
Silver and gold, silver and gold. Ev'ryone wishes for silver and gold. How do you measure its worth?. Just by the pleasure it gives here on earth. . Silver and gold, silver and gold.
I just came back from a lovely trip along the Milky Way. Stopped off at the North Pole to spend a holiday. I called on dear old Santa Claus. To see what I could see.
I'd heard rumors and I'd heard talk. About the trail you'd left of broken hearts. About the sea of tears too wide to cross. But a little bad press has never scared me off.