(Ensemble)
Magnolia trees at night
Sparkle bright
Fields of cotton look wintery white
When it's Christmas time in New Orleans.
A barefoot choir in prayer
Fills the air
Mississippi folk
Are gathering there
When it's Christmas time in New Orleans.
You'll see a Dixieland Santa Claus
Leading the band
To a good old Creole beat.
Golly what a spirit
You can only hear it
Down on Basin Street
Your cares will disappear
When you hear
Hallelujah! Kris Kringle is here!
Though we have no snow
We know what Christmas means.
When it's Christmas time in New Orleans
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