Snow It won't be long before we'll all be there with snow Snow I wanna wash my hands, my face, my hair with snow Snow I long to clear a path and lift a spade of snow Snow To see a great big man entirely made of snow Where it's snowing all winter through That's where I wanna be Snowball throwing, that's what I'll do How I'm longing to ski through the Snow Those glistening houses that seem to be built of snow Snow To see a mountain covered with a quilt of snow What is Christmas with no snow No white Christmas with no snow Snow I'll soon be there with snow I'll wash my hair with snow And with a spade of snow I'll build a man that's made of snow (Oh, really?) I'd love to stay up with you, but I recommend a little shut-eye Go to sleep Snow It won't be long before we'll all be there with snow Snow I wanna wash my hands, my face, my hair with snow And dream of snow Snow Snow