Am7

Dm7

Oh, the w

eather

ou

side

is f

rightful,

But the

fire

is

so deli

ghtful,

And s

ince

we've no p

lace

to

go,

Let it snow, let it s

now,

let it sno

w.

It doe

sn't

show si

gns

of st

opping,

And I b

rought

some c

orn

for p

opping;

The li

ghts

are turned w

ay

down l

ow,

Let it snow, let it

snow,

let it sn

ow.

When we fi

nally

kis

s

good nig

ht,

How I'll hate going o

ut

in the

storm;

But if y

ou

really hold me

tight,

A

ll

the way h

ome

I'll be w

arm.

The f

ire

is s

lowly

dy

ing,

And, my d

ear,

we're

still

good-

bye-ing,

But as l

ong

as you l

ove

me s

o.

Let it s

now,

let it s

now,

let it sn

ow,

let

it s

now,

Let it snow?, let it sn

ow?,

let it sno

w?.