the weather outside is frightfulBut the fire is so delightfulSince

I thought I'd found the man of my dreamsNow it seems

Sunday, Monday or TuesdayWednesday, Thursday or FridayI want you nearEvery day

Away in a manger, no crib for his bedThe little Lord

Bing holly green, the ivy greenThe prettiest picture you've

Oh, Danny Boy, the pipes, the pipes are callingFrom glen to

You've got to ac-cent-tchu-ate the positiveE-lim-i-nate the negativeLatch on to the

Ain't got a dime to my nameWhat a terrible shameHo Hum,

1: Bing Crosby & Rosemary Clooney, your Easter bonnetWith

Hark! the herald angels sing"Glory to the new-born King!Peace on earth,

Well, well, well, look who's hereI haven't seen you in many

1: Bing Crosby & Ella I've just been down,

If your're fond of sand dunes and salty airQuaint little villages

Softly, as in a morning sunriseThe light of love comes stealingInto

of these daysYou're gonna miss me honey;Some of these

Freedom, freedomThat's my song for todayListen to this American troubadourFrom the

I love that Christmas feelingIt does my heart so much goodStrangers

I was just minding my businessLife was a beautiful songDidn't have

Two, two cigarettes in the darkHe strikes a match 'til theSpark

I've no proof when people sayYou're more or less aloofBut you're