The world would not be in such a snarl,/ had Marx been Groucho instead of Karl.

I'm dreaming of a white Christmas, / Just like the ones I used to know.

I'm dreaming of a white Christmas

As I sat on a sunny bank On Christmas day in the morning I spied three ships come sailing in.

My uncle out in Texas Can't even write his name He signs his checks with Xs But they cash 'em just the same

The toughest thing about success is that you've got to keep on being a success.