Chestnuts roasting on an open fire. Jack Frost nipping at your nose. Yuletide carols being sung by a choir. And folks dressed up like Eskimos. . Everybody knows a turkey and some mistletoe.
(Mel Torme (c) 1946). . Chestnuts roasting on an open fire. Jack Frost nipping at your nose. Yule-tide carols being sung by a choir. And folks dressed up like Eskimos..
Set sails, for distant shores,. In the lap of the shining sea.. They made anchor, on foreign ground.. For kingdoms of gold they seek.. . Hail the King, the battle rages on..