Papa drove a truck nearly all his lifeYou know it drove

I can't begin to tell you how much you mean to

Take it from me, don't be a do-badder upDo-badder up, do

1: Bing bells, jingle bellsJingle all the wayOh, what

I love your lovin' armsThey hold a world of charmsA place

Won't you come along with meTo the MississippiWe'll take the boat

What good is sitting alone in your room?Come hear the music

This is ChristmasThis is ChristmasThis is Christmas time(It's Christmas time)Christmas is

All week long I dreamed about our Saturday dateDon't you know

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

Bing Crosby/The Andrews Sisters/Vic Schoen OrchestraWritten by:Here comes Santa Claus, here

My story is much too sad to be toldBut practically everythingLeaves

I'm makin' believe that you're in my armsThough I know you're

I'm thru with loveI'll never fall againSaid I do to loveDon't

1: Bing bells, jingle bellsJingle all the wayOh, what

never thought that I would find a way outI

When you are as old as I my friendVery few of

Dearie now tell me, why do you sighWhy do you let

What's newHow is the world treating youYou haven't changed a bitHandsome

James: Now, when I was in the army, I learned the