They’re rolling all over the ground.
Who can tell but some day
They’ll roll far away,
And never, no never, be found.
Good-day! Good-day!
Bring out your sleigh,
The snow blows in my face, oh!
Good-bye! Good-bye!
And away we fly!
They’re rolling all over the ground.
Who can tell but some day
They’ll roll far away,
And never, no never, be found.
Good-day! Good-day!
Bring out your sleigh,
The snow blows in my face, oh!
Good-bye! Good-bye!
And away we fly!