Music by Jule Styne - Lyrics by Sammy Cahn



The snowman in the yard is frozen hard

He's a sorry sight to see

If he had a brain, he'd complain

I'll bet he wishes he were men



Oh the weather outside is frightful

But the fire is so delightful

And 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 brough 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 dying

But my dear, we're still goodbying

But as long as you love me so

Let it snow, let it snow, let it snow



Snow -

Let it snow --

(snow -- 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



Oh the weather outside is frightful

But - the fire is so delightful

And since we've no place to go

Let it snow, let it snow...



The snowman in the yard is frozen hard

Let it snow, let it snow, let it snow