| Song | Holly Leaves and Christmas Trees |
| Artist | Elvis Presley |
| Album | Elvis Sings the Wonderful World of Christmas |
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| Lyrics:Red West/Glen Spreen Music:Red West/Glen Spreen | |
| Somewhere in, in the distant night | |
| I hear Christmas bells | |
| The gentle snow keeps falling down on people | |
| Who are homeward bound | |
| That's the it's always been | |
| The circle really never ends | |
| Christmas seems to come and go | |
| From the place that I don't know | |
| Holly leaves and Christmas trees | |
| It's that time of year | |
| Lights aglow and mistletoe | |
| Don't mean a thing when you're not here | |
| As I walk, walk this lonely street | |
| The sound of snow beneath my feet | |
| I'll think of how it used to be | |
| Holly leaves and Christmas trees | |
| Use to mean so much to me |
| Lyrics: Red West Glen Spreen Music: Red West Glen Spreen | |
| Somewhere in, in the distant night | |
| I hear Christmas bells | |
| The gentle snow keeps falling down on people | |
| Who are homeward bound | |
| That' s the it' s always been | |
| The circle really never ends | |
| Christmas seems to come and go | |
| From the place that I don' t know | |
| Holly leaves and Christmas trees | |
| It' s that time of year | |
| Lights aglow and mistletoe | |
| Don' t mean a thing when you' re not here | |
| As I walk, walk this lonely street | |
| The sound of snow beneath my feet | |
| I' ll think of how it used to be | |
| Holly leaves and Christmas trees | |
| Use to mean so much to me |
| Lyrics: Red West Glen Spreen Music: Red West Glen Spreen | |
| Somewhere in, in the distant night | |
| I hear Christmas bells | |
| The gentle snow keeps falling down on people | |
| Who are homeward bound | |
| That' s the it' s always been | |
| The circle really never ends | |
| Christmas seems to come and go | |
| From the place that I don' t know | |
| Holly leaves and Christmas trees | |
| It' s that time of year | |
| Lights aglow and mistletoe | |
| Don' t mean a thing when you' re not here | |
| As I walk, walk this lonely street | |
| The sound of snow beneath my feet | |
| I' ll think of how it used to be | |
| Holly leaves and Christmas trees | |
| Use to mean so much to me |