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| As Pooh sits by the fire, contemplating the day - He thinks of all the blessings that have come his way. There's Piglet & Christopher Robin - Rabbit, Owl, Kanga & Roo, and he mustn't leave out dear Eeyore! Each of them friends thru & thru. As his mind turns to gifts he hopes to receive, Honey pots filled to the brim - smackerals so good! He thinks no gift compares to what he already has - His friends in the 100 Acre Wood! |
| As I look at the lights, all twinkling & bright, Brightly wrapped gifts under the tree. I want to realize money can't buy the best gift- Time, caring, sharing, a helping hand - it is the gift of me! |
| As the gang meet together in the 100 Acre Wood, They talk & plan their day. Eeyore's content enjoying the good fortune, That has seemed to come his way! |
| LET IT SNOW, LET IT SNOW, LET IT SNOW! |
| I want lots of snow in the 100 Acre Wood, So me & my friends can play! I want jars of hunny filled to the top, That I can enjoy all Christmas Day! Most of all, my greatest wish is that the world could see & hear, That the love that's felt on Christmas Day Can be felt throughout the year! |
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| Stockings are hung in the 100 Acre Wood, Waiting to be filled with everything that is good! No lumps of coal will be found here, Pooh & the gang were good all year! |
| Pooh is hoping for letters From dear friends far & near, Bringing tidings of 'Merry Christmas!' And 'Have a blessed New Year!' |
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| Deep in the 100 Acre Wood The snow falls softly to the ground. The play & the laughter of Pooh & the gang, Fills the air with a beautiful sound! They talk about the snowman they will build, The carols that they will sing! They dream about sledding down the hill, And the fun that the snow will bring! |
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