Deck The Halls
Deck The Halls
Fa-la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la
Fa-la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la
Oh no, no
Fa-la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la-la-la
Fa-la-la-la-la, fa-la-la-la, oh
Fa-la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la-la-la
Fa-la-la-la-la, fa-la-la-la
Fa-la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la
Fa-la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la
La-la-la-la, la-la-la-la, la
Please Santa Please
The snow is fallin
The fire's warm
The bells are callin
Think I know what for
It's the perfect scene
A feeling so evergreen
A special someone
Is on the way
To meet me here
At half past eight
Is it the twinkly lights
Or the stars in my eyes