Here's to the white of the mistletoe,
And to its many leaves so green;
And here's to the lips of ruby red,
Waiting 'neath to complete the scene.
Here's to friends we've yet to meet,
Here's to those here; all here I greet;
Here's to childhood, youth, old age,
Here's to prophet, bard and sage,
Here's to your health-may all be bright
On this so special Christmas night.