The winter is gladly coming,
The drummers are loudly drumming,
And choirs are glibly humming
To bring us our cheer.

It's time, now, to dance, but don't be too crass.
I'll fall in your arms and you'll fall on your grass.
It's covered in snow, so cover your glass,
Or else you'll be drinking a cup of cold beer.

The winter is gladly coming,
The drummers are loudly drumming,
And choirs are glibly humming
To bring us our cheer.

The sun is, now, set, so let's push our luck:
You'll put them to sleep and then we'll get to suck
Some eggnog in bed, and then we'll...