Christmas Bride - Ray Conniff & His Orchestra

Ahh, Ahh, Ahh, Ahh

Ahh, Ahh, Ahh, Ahh

Santa, make her my bride for Christmas

Santa, it wouldn’t cost too much

Just a sprinkle of reindeer dust

A sprig of mistletoe

And the sound of your laughter

As you fly above the snow

Santa, if you will use your magic

This Christmas eve

While I’m holding her titght

Then I’ll whisper the proper thing

And offer her a ring

Santa, make her my Christmas bride

Santa, make me his bride for Christmas

Santa, it wouldn’t cost too much

Just a sprinkle of reindeer dust

And a sprig of mistletoe

And the sound of your laughter

As you fly above the snow

Santa, if you will use your magic

This Christmas eve

While I’m holding her tight

Then we’ll whisper the proper things

And wear each other’s rings

Santa, make her my Christ- Christmas bride

Ahh, Ahh, Ahh, Ahh

Ahh, Ahh, Ahh, Ahh

Christmas bride