Introduction
“Winter Wonderland,” penned in 1934 by lyricist Richard B. Smith and composer Felix Bernard, has become a cherished holiday classic. Smith, inspired by the snowy landscapes of his hometown, Honesdale, Pennsylvania, wrote the lyrics while being treated for tuberculosis at the West Mountain Sanitarium in Scranton . The song was first recorded by Richard Himber and his Hotel Ritz-Carlton Orchestra, featuring studio musicians like Artie Shaw
Over the decades, “Winter Wonderland” has been interpreted by numerous artists, each bringing their unique style to the piece. In 2002, country music star Alan Jackson offered his rendition on his holiday album “Let It Be Christmas” . Jackson’s version is noted for its traditional country sound, featuring instruments like steel guitar and fiddle, and his smooth baritone voice that adds warmth to the classic
Jackson’s performance of “Winter Wonderland” was also featured during the 2014 CMA Country Christmas event, where he delivered a heartfelt rendition that resonated with audiences . His interpretation stays true to the song’s original charm while infusing it with a country flair that appeals to both traditionalists and new listeners alike.
Alan Jackson’s “Winter Wonderland” stands as a testament to the song’s enduring appeal and its ability to be reimagined across genres and generations.
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Lyrics
Sleigh bells ring, are you listening,
In the lane, snow is glistening
A beautiful sight,
We’re happy tonight,
Walking in a winter wonderland.
Gone away is the bluebird,
Here to stay is a new bird
He sings a love song,
As we go along,
Walking in a winter wonderland.
In the meadow we can build a snowman,
Then pretend that he is Parson Brown
He’ll say: Are you married?
We’ll say: No man,
But you can do the job
When you’re in town.
Later on, we’ll conspire,
As we dream by the fire
To face unafraid,
The plans that we’ve made,
Walking in a winter wonderland.
In the meadow we can build a snowman,
And pretend that he’s a circus clown
We’ll have lots of fun with mister snowman,
Until the other kiddies knock him down.
When it snows, ain’t it thrilling,
Though your nose gets a chilling
We’ll frolic and play, the Eskimo way,
Walking in a winter wonderland.
Walking in a winter wonderland,
Walking in a winter wonderland.