Pine cones and Holly Berries Popcorn for you, apples for me Red striped candy, nut cracker handy Kettle a-bubbleing hot as can be. Snow clouds hang low and threatening Maybe in won't, praying it may The brightest fireplace glows in every face Waiting for Christmas day. There'll be walk-a-round songs and Talk-a-round songs Songs of the inn and stable. There'll be morning time songs and Evening time songs And grace at every table. And Jingle bells will jingle all the way all day. It's beginning to look a lot like Christmas Everywhere you go; There's a tree in the Grand Hotel, One in the park as well The sturdy kind that doesn't mind the snow. It's beginning to look a lot like Christmas Soon the bells will start And the thing that will make them ring Is the carol that you sing Right within your heart.