Jack made his frost this morning The only man still working in town Despite the cold of his art There’s a warmth to his heart I think it must be Christmas today Snowfall comes softly tumbling Mister Robin has something to say The mistletoe is gleaming Soft lips come stealing I think it must be Christmas today If the stars seem to shine less brightly If the man on the moon has lost his way Then have no fear They are somewhere near They’ve just gone home for Christmas day Homes keeping warm by firelight Telling tales of Rudolf and his slay There’s tinsel on the ceiling I’ve got a felling I think it must be Christmas I think it must be Christmas today