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It's beginning to look a lot like Christmas. Everywhere you go. Take a look in the five and ten glistening once again. With candy canes and silver lanes aglow It's beginning to look a lot like Chri
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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/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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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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Sweetheart of mine, I've sent you a valentine. Sweetheart of mine, it's more than a valentine. Be careful, it's my heart. It's not my watch you're holding, it's my heart. It's not the note I sent
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Your sweet expression. The smile you gave me. The way you looked when we met. It's easy to remember. But so hard to forget. . I hear you whisper. "I'll always love you". I know it's over, and
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The Bells of St. Mary's. Ah, hear they are calling. The young loves, the true loves. Who come from the sea. . And so my beloved. When red leaves are falling. The love bells shall ring out, rin
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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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When a bird young and free. Hangs around a certain tree. Singing serenades that tell his love is true. That's because it's the natural thing to do. . And when a cat on a fence. Keeps his darling
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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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I've sung about the birds and bees. The daffydown dillies and the shady trees. I've covered mother nature inside out. There's the old ox road, the old millstream. Pennies from heaven and darn that
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Chorus. Too-ra-loo-ra-loo-ral,. Too-ra-loo-ra-li,. Too-ra-loo-ra-loo-ral,. Hush now, don't you cry. Too-ra-loo-ra-loo-ral,. Too-ra-loo-ra-li,. Too-ra-loo-ra-loo-ral,. That's an Irish lullaby.
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Silver bells, silver bells. It's Christmas time in the city. Ring-a-ling, (ring-a-ling) hear them ring (ting-a-ling). Soon it will be Christmas day City sidewalks, busy sidewalks. Dressed in holid
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When you meet with the young men. Early in spring. They court you in song and rhyme. They woo you with songs and a clover ring. . But if you examine the goods they bring. They have little to off
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And now the purple dusk of twilight time. Steals across the meadows of my heart. High up in the sky the little stars climb. Always reminding me that we're apart. . You wander down the lane and fa
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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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