My Favorite Things

Raindrops on roses and whiskers on kittens
Bright copper kettles and warm woolen mittens
Brown paper packages tied up with strings
These are a few of my favorite things, yes
Yeah, yeah
Cream colored ponies and crisp apple strudels
Doorbells and sleigh bells and schnitzel with noodles
Wild geese that fly with the moon on their wings
These are a few of my favorite things
My my, oh, ooh, my my
Girls in white dresses and blue satin sashes
Snowflakes that stay on your nose and eye lashes
Silver white winters that melt into springs
You got a few of my favorite things
Yeah, you do; yeah, you do
When that dog bites
When that bee stings
When I’m feeling sad
I just remember my favorite things
And child, I don’t feel so bad
Baby, baby, baby
Baby, baby, baby…
When that dog bites
When that bee stings
When I’m feeling sad
I just remember my favorite things
And then I don’t feel so bad
Said I don’t feel, huh
Said I don’t feel, baby
Said I don’t feel so bad
Said I don’t, said I don’t, said I don’t feel
Said I don’t feel so bad, baby
Said I don’t feel so bad, baby…
Cream colored ponies, a crisp apple strudel
My things, my things, my favorite things
These are my things
My things, your things, our things
These things, tied up with strings
These things, these strings
Said I don’t feel so bad, baby