It's Christmas in California Where the redwoods been burnin' for days While the gold embers glow over Sacramento They say we're getting snow in L.A. Oh, they're hanging the tinsel in Times Square And the traders down on St. Mark's Place No one answers their door for cowlers in New York But hey, we're getting snow in L.A. Holy, holy, Christmas Day Holy, holy, come what may And there's six feet of snow in the San Fernando Weighing heavy on every heart But there's hope under Bethlehem's star Oh, the children all lay awake hoping That maybe they'll hear Santa say But they know all too well about the lives grown up still Well, at least they'll get snow in L.A. So holy, holy, Christmas Day Holy, holy, come what may And there's six feet of snow in the San Fernando Weighing heavy on every heart But there's hope under Bethlehem's star Oh, the church bells are ringing on sunset But the preacher's got nothing to say If it turns out we all just weren't worth dying for Well, at least we got snow in L.A.