Oh, by gosh, by gollyIt's time for mistletoe and hollyTasty pheasants,

In the still of the night as I gaze out of

Hat face, that face, that wonderful face!It shines, it glows all

is the sky before the sun wakes upEmpty is the

My window looks out over the parkAnd every year I've moved

you're feeling sad and lonelyThere's a service I can

Tell her you love her each dayYou'll make her happy that

me to the moonLet me play among the starsAnd let

day, when I'm awfully lowWhen the world is coldI

down, look down that lonesome roadBefore you travel onLook up,

Love locked out in all the cold and rainLove locked out,

In the heavens, stars are dancingAnd the mounting moon is newWhat

I was mighty blueThought my life was through'Til the heavens openedAnd

It seems we stood and talked like this, beforeWe looked at

Sunbeams are gently fading, slowly fadingAnd birds are waiting to do

Hi there, and Merry Christmas. From FS for CS; Frank Sinatra

Everybody has the right to be wrong at least onceEverybody has

bucks in the hot sunI fought the Jews and uh

Oh gosh darn it, there goes that last buttCome on, sweet,

Light a candle in the chapelAt the closing of each dayKeep