yourself a merry little ChristmasLet your heart be lightFrom

Frank I was twenty-oneIt was a very good yearIt

solo by Beverly find me a gypsy and get

my bags are packed, I'm ready to goStanding here

Quiet nights of quiet starsQuiet chords from my guitarFloating on the

in the night exchanging glancesWondering in the night, what

Would you like to swing on a starCarry moonbeams home in

Whippoorwills call, evenin' is nighHurry to my Blue HeavenTurn to the

torch I carry is handsomeIt's worth its heartache in ransomAnd

There's a somebody I'm longing to seeI hope that she turns

I would gather stars out of the blue, for you, for

It's quarter to threeThere's no one in the place 'cept you

Frank SinatraMiscellaneousEveryday I Love YouEv'ryday I love you just a little

There's a story the gypsies know is trueThat when your love

I could have married Imogene, or Josephine or MameAnd I could

If only she'd looked my wayJust stopped to say a word

Did I see moonlight and magnolia trees?Smile again, my darling, if

I'm a fool to want youI'm a fool to want youTo

At the end of the rainbow there's happinessAnd to find it

Jingle bells, jingle bellsJingle all the wayOh, what fun it is