歌詞

Flake by flake the dark bar turns

Into a chocolate snow

I hold the bar against the board

And shave it thin and light

The curls fall in a little drift

A dark, delicious sight

The board is wearing chocolate lace

The knife is having fun

Shave it fine and pile it high

The sweetest snow I know

Sweeter than the honeycomb

The way His words can go

The little lamb patrols the floor

For flakes that go astray

Official crumb-inspector rank

It works hard for its pay

A curl or two escapes the board

The floor patrol says mine

Shave it fine and pile it high

The sweetest snow I know

Sweeter than the honeycomb

The way His words can go

There's something in the making-of

That store-bought never had

The flakes you shaved with your own hands

Taste twice as sweet, and glad

Mmm... mmm... mmm

Shave it fine and pile it high

The sweetest snow I know

Sweeter than the honeycomb

The way His words can go

Shave it fine and pile it high

The sweetest snow I know

Sweeter than the honeycomb

The way His words can go

A little hill of chocolate snow

That never learned of cold