The white snows of winter fall into the quiet town
The town lies asleeping. Asleeping beneath the down
It soon will be Christmas. Bells will be ringing. Bring us another round
But here in the white of a cold winter night, my love cannot be found

'Twas only October, we danced the fire out
I called as I left her, "Away from here I'm bound"
I've been to the sea and back to the land and many's the hill I've crowned
And here in the white of a cold winter night, my love cannot be found

And now in the winter I've come to find her here
My love lies a sleeping. I know that she is near
It soon will be Christmas. Bells will be ringing. Blessings are all around
For here in the white of a warm winter's night, my love at last I've found

Copyright: Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Writer(s): BOB SHANE, TOM DRAKE