Lyrics:
The sun is shining; the grass is greenThe orange and palm trees swayThere's never been such a day in Beverly Hills L. A.But it's December the 24th and I'm longing to be up northI'm dreaming of a White ChristmasJust like the ones I used to knowWhere the tree tops glisten and Children listenTo hear sleigh bells in the snowI'm dreaming of a White ChristmasWith every Christmas card I writeMay your days be merry and brightAnd my all your Christmases be white