Let it Snow

By Sammy Cahn and Jule Styne

Oh the weather outside is frightful,
But the fire is so delightful,
Since we’ve no place to go,
Let it snow, let it snow, let it snow.

It doesn’t show signs of stopping,
And I’ve 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 I hate going out in the storm,
But if you really hold me tight,
All the way home I’ll be warm.

The fire is slowly dyin’,
And my dear we’re still goodbye-in’,
As long as you love me so,
Let it snow, let it snow, let it snow.