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SOON. Bing Crosby. (Ira Gershwin/George Gershwin). ("Strike Up the Band"). . Soon, the lonely nights will be ended,. soon, two hearts as one will be blended. I've found the happiness I've
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Bing Crosby/John Scott Trotter Orchestra. . Written by Frederic E. Weatherly. . . Oh, Danny Boy, the pipes, the pipes are calling. From glen to glen and down the mountainside;. The summer's
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Bing Crosby/Ken Darby Choir Written by George Gershwin/Ira Gershwin Embrace me, my sweet embraceable you. Embrace me, you irreplaceable you Just one look at you. My heart grew tipsy in me. You and
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Bing Crosby/Peter Matz. Chorus. . Written by Oscar Hammerstein ii/Richard Rodgers. . Gettin' to know you,. Gettin' to know all about you. Gettin' to like you,. Gettin' to hope you like me
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Bing Crosby/Ken Lane Singers/Victor Young Orchestra. . Written by. . . You're all I want for Christmas. All I want my whole life through. Each day is just like Christmas. Anytime that I with
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?. Well, OK, if I lead My colleague, my crony, my cohort, my friend. Companions, confederates, chums to the end. Like meat and potatoes, or salt and tomatoes. Boy, what a blend Don't put it in the paper
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Bing Crosby/Ken Lane Singers /The Victor Young Orchestra. . Written by. . . The first Noel. The angel did say. Was to certain poor Shepards. In fields as they lay. . In fields where they
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hang a sign. Gone fishin' instead of just a-wishin' Papa Bing I stopped by your place a time or two lately. (Yeah louis). And you aren't home either. Well, I'm a busy man Louis, I got a lotta big
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garden wall. When stars are bright. You are in my arms. The nightingale tells his fairy tale. A paradise where roses bloom. Though I dream in vain. In my heart it will remain. My stardust melody
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Doctor, what is happening to me?. Palpitations, my mind's diseased. Even my vision is impaired, I'm losing my hair. 'Cos when I hold her in my arms. I feel like Fred Astaire Lovesick, my
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It's been A long, long time. Bing Crosby with Les Paul/Harry James. Words by Sammy Cahn, music by Jule Styne. . Peaked at # 1 in 1945. Competing versions charted that year by Harry James (#1
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Well I miss you baby. I've been thinking lately. That you don't need me anymore. You'd be better with Fred Astaire. He could take you anywhere. If you ask him to And God knows. That it's a
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' instead of just a-wishin' Papa Bing. Yeah, Louis. I stopped by your place a time or two lately. And you aren't home either Well, I'm a busy man Louis, I got a lotta deals cookin'. I was probably tied up
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hang a sign. Gone fishin' instead of just a-wishin' Papa Bing I stopped by your place a time or two lately. (Yeah louis). And you aren't home either. Well, I'm a busy man Louis, I got a lotta big
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. Just sayin' this. . Sweet dreams till sunbeams find you. Sweet dreams that leave all worries behind you. But in your dreams whatever they be. Dream a little dream of me. . Yeah, Bob, you ain't
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. Just sayin' this. . Sweet dreams till sunbeams find you. Sweet dreams that leave all worries behind you. But in your dreams whatever they be. Dream a little dream of me. . Yeah, Bob, you ain't
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Gigi, am I a fool without a mind. Or have I merely been too blind to realize?. Oh Gigi, why you've been growin' up before my eyes?. . Gigi, you're not at all that funny awkward little girl I knew
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I know why I waited. Know why I've been blue. Prayed each night for someone. Exactly like you. . Why should we spend money. On a show or two. No one does those love scenes. Exactly like you
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and joy). (Comfort and joy, o tidings of comfort and joy) In Bethlehem in Jewry. This blessed Babe was born. And laid within a manger. Upon this blessed morn The which His Mother Mary. Did nothing
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each dream of mine come true. And if it's clear or raining. There is no explaining. Things just happen and so did you. . You came to me from out of nowhere. You took my heart and you found it free
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who's naughty and nice. Santa Claus is comin' to town He sees you when you're sleepin'. He knows when you're awake. He knows if you've been bad or good. So be good for goodness sake. You better watch
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Bing Crosby/Max Terr's Mixed Chorus/John Scott Trotter Orchestra. . Written by (See Notes) 1883. . . God rest you merry, gentlemen,. Let nothing you dismay,. Remember Christ our Savior. Was
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smiling now. . It might have been in country Down. Or in New York in gayparee. Or even London Town. No more will I. Go all Around The World. For I have found. My world in you
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you that you quickly burned. It's not the book I lent you that you never returned. Remember it's my heart. The heart with which so willingly I part. It's yours to take to keep or break,. But please
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Happiness comes with success. And that I guess is true. But success is more or less. A point of view. . I'm no millionaire. But I'm not the type to care. 'Cause I've got a pocketful of dreams
