yourself a merry little ChristmasLet your heart be lightFrom

That old master painter from the faraway hills painted the violets

Spoken:A tune from Cole Porter perhaps. Now there's a guy who

I know I stand in lineUntil you think you have the

Dear when you smiled at me, I heard a melodyIt haunted

solo by Beverly find me a gypsy and get

You and me, we wanted it allWe wanted it allPassion without

You should have told me when it all beganYou should have

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

Love is lovelier the second time aroundJust as wonderful with both

O beautiful for spacious skiesFor amber waves of grainFor purple mountain

I laughed at sweetheartsI met at schoolsAll indiscreet heartsSeemed romantic foolsA

Don't worry 'bout meI'll get alongForget about meBe happy, my loveLet's

came upon the midnight clear, that glorious song of

Frank Sinatra, love those J-I-N-G-L-E bellsOh, those holiday J-I-N-G-L-E

You make me feel so youngYou make me feel like spring

Come fly with me, let's fly, let's fly awayIf you can

If your eyes were half as brightThey still would light my

Oh there's nothing to be ashamed ofIf you stub your toe

Frank Sinatra: Sammy Davis. Sam. Come here Jimmy Koogan. I'm going