Later on today it will be shabbos,
a special holiday we have each week.
Mom works hard all day to get things ready;
when Dad comes home, he'll kiss her on the cheek
Later on, comes havdalah,
but for now, we all wanna
enjoy what G-d made,
what we'd never trade:
walking in a shabbos wonderland.
From the oven comes the fragrant challah,
at sundown, Mom is blessing sabbath lights.
Dad says kiddush and takes us to temple
and after oneg, tucks us in real tight.
Farther on is havdalah,
but for now, we all wanna
enjoy what G-d made,
what we'd never trade:
walking in a shabbos wonderland
[optional verses for frum families:
on other days we might drive to the city
on shabbos, the car stays in our garage
other people may think it's a pity
to see us walking as they're driving by
but you see, we're together,
as we brave any weather,
we embrace what God made
what we'd never trade:
walking in a shabbos wonderland]
Walking in a shabbos Wonderland
adapted from the song, "Winter Wonderland",
originally composed by Felix Bernard (n. Bernhart)
new lyrics by Nancy Illman c2010
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