from “Doug Newman ~ Christmas Songs”.
Under the Mistletoe
She’ll come wandering 'round me this I know
While I’m ‘neath the Christmas Mistletoe
She’ll kiss me there I know
Under the mistletoe
Or she’ll wander with me to and fro
And find herself beneath the mistletoe
I’ll kiss her there I know
Under the mistletoe
We’ll be so happy riding in a sleigh in a winter wonderland
We’ll build a snowman with some hair of hay
And a carrot for his nose and a corncob for his pipe
And two arms made out of sticks
And his eyes made out of coal
There’s a special kind of love that glows
Underneath the Christmas mistletoe
I’ll kiss her there I know
Under the mistletoe
I’ll kiss her there I know
Under the mistletoe
by Doug Newman © 2006, 2012
