Текст песни Nat King Cole — Jack
Introductory verse:
The sun is shining, the grass is green,
The orange and palm trees sway.
There's never been such a day
in Beverly Hills, L.A.
But it's December the 24th
And I am longing to be up North.
I'm dreaming of a white Christmas 
Just like the ones I used to know 
Where the treetops glisten 
and children listen 
To hear sleigh bells in the snow.
I'm dreaming of a white Christmas 
With every Christmas card I write 
May your days be merry and bright 
And may all your Christmases be white.
I'm dreaming of a white Christmas 
With every Christmas card I write 
May your days be merry and bright 
And may all your Christmases be white.