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

Old WatertownNothing much happenin'Down on Main'Cept a little rainOld WatertownEveryone knowsThe

been to townI've walked the highways and the harbors

To love - and be lovedThat's what life's - all aboutKeeps

fingers in my hairThat sly come-hither stareThat strips my conscience

When I take my sugar to teaAll the boys are jealous

on the Ganges, my little HinduWhen I whispered love's

drink up, all you peopleAnd order anything you seeHave fun,

1: Frank Sinatra, night (Silent night), holy night (Holy

Holding hands at midnight'Neath a starry skyNice work if you can

got the world on a stringSitting on a rainbowGot the

When skies are cloudy and greyThey're only grey for a daySo

The shadow of your smile, when you have goneWill color all

Emily, Emily, EmilyHas the murmuring sound of MayAll silver bells, coral

Frank:Now here's a story with quite a moralAnd all you gals,

What can I say to you, Bonita, what magic word would

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

I begged her, I pleaded, I told herBaby, come out of

Frank SinatraMiscellaneousIf Loveliness Were MusicIf loveliness were musicI'd hear a symphony

know when my love comes alongI'll know then and