Oh,
the weather outside is frightful,
but the fire is so delightful.
And since we've no place to go,
let it snow, let it snow, let it snow.
It doesn't show signs of stopping,
we brought some corn for popping.
The lights are
turned way down low
Let it snow, let it snow, let it snow
When we finally kiss goodnight
How you'll hate going out in the storm
But if you really hold me tight
All the way home
you'll be warm
Now the fire is slowly dying
We'd better be goodby ing
But as long
as we have to go
Let it snow, let it snow, let it snow
When we finally kiss goodnight,
how I'll hate going
out in the storm.
Well if you'll really hold me tight,
all the way home I'll be warm.
Now the fire is slowly dying,
we'd better be good -bye -ing.
But as long as we have to go,
let it snow, let it snow, let it snow.