White Christmas
Bing Crosby
3:08Oh, thanks for the memory Of candlelight and wine, castles on the Rhine The Parthenon and moments on the Hudson River Line How lovely it was! Thanks for the memory Of rainy afternoons, swingy Harlem tunes Motor trips, burning lips, burning toast and prunes How lovely it was! Many's the time that we feasted And many's the time that we fasted Oh, well, it was swell while it lasted We did have fun and no harm done And thanks for the memory Of sunburns at the shore, nights in Singapore You might have been a headache but you never were a bore So thank you so much We said goodbye with a highball Then I got as high as a steeple But we were intelligent people No tears, no fuss, hooray for us So, thanks for the memory And strictly entre-nous, darling, how are you? How are all those little dreams that never did come true? Awfully glad I met you, cheerio, and toodle-oo And thank you so much