Dashing through the snow,
People passing on the way
As they come and go,
Cash in hand to pay.

Bells, you can hear them ring
All day, into night.
People are on a shopping fling
’neath a ring of street lights.

Oh, silver bells, silver bells
Ring on Christmas day.
Oh what fun it is to slide
On sidewalks. . .snow covers gra-ay.
Silver bells, silver bells
Ring-a-ling away.
Oh what fun it is to slide
On sidewalks no longer gray.

Folks sashay as they go
Up and down streets, both sides,
And even the street lights
Blink with the Christmastide.
Of course, they’re giving thanks
For everything they’ve got.
People rush past the stores and banks—
They bustle quite a lot.

Oh, silver bells, silver bells
Ring on Christmas day
Oh what fun it is to slide
On sidewalks no longer gra-ay.
Silver bells, silver bells
Ring-a-ling away.
Oh what fun it is to slide
As the children laugh and play.