"Christmas Mem'ries" lyrics

"Christmas Mem'ries"

Singing carols
Stringing popcorn
Making footprints in the snow
Mem'ries
Christmas mem'ries
They're the sweetest ones I know

Cookies baking
In the kitchen
Cards and ribbons
Everywhere
Frosty Christmas mem'ries
Float like snowflakes in the air

And oh the joy of waking Christmas morning
The fam'ly round the tree
We had a way of making Christmas morning
As merry as can be
I close my eyes and see
Shiny faces
Of all the children
Who now have children of their own
Funny

But come December
I remember every Christmas I've known
We had a way of making Christmas morning
As merry as can be
I close my eyes and see
Those shiny faces
Of all the children who now have children
Of their own
It's funny

But come December
When I remember
Every Christmas I've ever known
Singing carols
Stringing popcorn
Shiny faces of all the children
Precious mem'ries
Of every Christmas
I've known


Writer(s): Alan Bergman, Marilyn Bergman, Domenick Costa
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