Whitney Houston - The Christmas Song (Chestnuts Roasting On an Open Fire) Lyrics

Ooh, well, ooh, Lord

Chestnuts roasting on an open fire, well
Jack Frost nipping on your nose
Yuletide carols being sung by a choir
And folks dressed up like Eskimos

Everybody knows a turkey and some mistletoe, well
Help to make the season bright
Tiny little tots with their eyes all aglow
Will find it hard to sleep tonight

You know that Santa's on his way
He's loaded lots of toys and goodies on his sleigh
Everybody's mother's child is going to spy
To see if reindeers really know how to fly

And so I'm offering this simple phrase
From kids from one to ninety-two
Although it's been said many times, many ways
Merry Christmas, Happy Chanukah, Happy Kwanzaa
Merry Christmas to to all of you

Merry Christmas to everyone