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Song The Christmas Song (Chestnuts Roasting on an Open Fire) (Single Version) - Mel Torme. Chestnuts roasting on an open fire. Jack Frost nipping at your nose. Yuletide carols being sung by a choir
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Every night was long and gloomy, shadows gathered in the air. No one ever listened to me, no one wondered did I care. None in all the world to love me, none to count that stars that hung. Then the
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Every night was long and gloomy, shadows gathered in the air. No one ever listened to me, no one wondered did I care. None in all the world to love me, none to count that stars that hung. Then the
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the season brightTiny tots with their eyes all aglowWill find it hard to sleep tonight. . They know that Santa's on his wayHe's loaded lots of toys and goodiesOn his sleighAnd ev'ry mother'sChild is
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the season brightTiny tots with their eyes all aglowWill find it hard to sleep tonight. . They know that Santa's on his wayHe's loaded lots of toys and goodiesOn his sleighAnd ev'ry mother'sChild is
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could care for. And then there suddenly appeared before me. The only one my arms will ever hold. I heard somebody whisper "Please adore me". And when I looked, the moon had turned to gold!. Blue moon
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could care for. And then there suddenly appeared before me. The only one my arms will ever hold. I heard somebody whisper "Please adore me". And when I looked, the moon had turned to gold!. Blue moon
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Oh if you could see me now. (Oh if you could see me now). It was February fourteen, Valentine's Day. The roses came, but they took you away. Tattooed on my arm is a charm to disarm all the harm
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the season brightTiny tots with their eyes all aglowWill find it hard to sleep tonight. . They know that Santa's on his wayHe's loaded lots of toys and goodiesOn his sleighAnd ev'ry mother'sChild is
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Pennies in a stream. Falling leaves, a sycamore. Moonlight in Vermont. . Icy finger-waves. Ski trails on a mountainside. Snowlight in Vermont. . Telegraph cables, they sing down the highway
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Pennies in a stream. Falling leaves, a sycamore. Moonlight in Vermont. . Icy finger-waves. Ski trails on a mountainside. Snowlight in Vermont. . Telegraph cables, they sing down the highway
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When I try to describe how I feel when you hold me. I get butterflies lullabies, it's hard to explain. Like the sent of a rose or the sound of the rain. It's too precious and too wonderful to give
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When I try to describe how I feel when you hold me. I get butterflies lullabies, it's hard to explain. Like the sent of a rose or the sound of the rain. It's too precious and too wonderful to give
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Oh if you could see me now. (Oh if you could see me now). It was February fourteen, Valentine's Day. The roses came, but they took you away. Tattooed on my arm is a charm to disarm all the harm
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I use to go for keeping company. but now I want you just for me. That's the way it's gonna be. I'm down for double now. They tell me one and one are really two. You know and I know this is true
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wonderful day. You took my heart and threw my heart away. That's why I ask the Lawd up in Heaven above. What is this thing called love? You gave me days of sunshine. You gave me nights of cheer. You made
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the season brightTiny tots with their eyes all aglowWill find it hard to sleep tonight. . They know that Santa's on his wayHe's loaded lots of toys and goodiesOn his sleighAnd ev'ry mother'sChild is
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Bài Ca Tuổi Trẻ - JGKiD, KraziNoyze, Emcee L, Da LAB, Vũ Bùi Thu Thủy, Linh Cáo, Mel G. Tuổi trẻ này mình cùng nhau. Khoác vai đi từ sáng tới đêm. Hát lên như chưa từng được hát. Vui nay thôi ai biết
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Nat king cole. Written by mel torme and robert walls. . - (#3-1946). . Chestnuts roasting on an open fire,. Jack frost nipping at your nose,. Yuletide carols being sung by a choir. And folks
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Nat king cole. Written by mel torme and robert walls. . - (#3-1946). . Chestnuts roasting on an open fire,. Jack frost nipping at your nose,. Yuletide carols being sung by a choir. And folks
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Nat king cole. Written by mel torme and robert walls. . - (#3-1946). . Chestnuts roasting on an open fire,. Jack frost nipping at your nose,. Yuletide carols being sung by a choir. And folks
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ninety-two. Although it's been said, many times. Many ways. Merry christmas, to you. . Words and music by mel torme and robert wells
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ninety-two. Although it's been said, many times. Many ways. Merry christmas, to you. . Words and music by mel torme and robert wells
