Just like the ones I used to know.
I always imagined this line was in reference to the snow we saw when we were young, and the planet healthier. Up to our chins, and hopping from one gigantic father footprint to the next, across drifts piled high against garage doors, and driveways.
Except that can't be right, can it. This song was written in 1942. Global warming was a twinkle in our carcinogenic-laden eyes.
Just like the ones I used to know.
Two of the arguably most well known Christmas songs (sorry, Mariah) - White Christmas and Have Yourself A Merry Little Christmas, both written and performed in the tall grass of the second world war. This subject matter is not groundbreaking, anyone who listens to the words will be rewarded with a stunner of a heartache.
Someday soon we all will be together
If the fates allow
Until then, we'll have to muddle through somehow
Just like the ones I used to know.
