I love your elegant meandering curves I love your elegant meandering curves

And I can't help but sway away. And I can't help but sway away.

Trees swing their bodies in the wind, Swaying to a silent song Trees swing their bodies in the wind, Swaying to a silent song

Above hills, through the vale, Across tree tops and among the woods, You sway like a lad drunk... Above hills, through the vale, Across tree tops and among the woods, You s...

Bell ringing, carol singing, here comes Christmas day. Bell ringing, carol singing, here comes Christmas day.

It was a bright and sunny day, The flowers bloomed and I watched them sway It was a bright and sunny day, The flowers bloomed and I watched them sway