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Oo oo oo
Merry Christmas Saint Nick
Christmas comes this time each year
Oo-oo
Well a way up north where the air gets cold
There's a tale about Christmas that you've all been told
There's a real famous cat all dressed up in red
And he spends the whole year working out on his sled
It's the little Saint Nick (little Saint Nick)
It's the little Saint Nick (little Saint Nick)
Just a little bob sleighed we call it old Saint Nick
But she'll walk a toboggan with a four speed stick
She's candy apple red with a ski for a wheel
And when Santa hits the gas man just watch her peel
It's the little Saint Nick (little Saint Nick)
It's the little Saint Nick (little Saint Nick)
Run run reindeer
Run run reindeer (oh-oh-oh-oh)
Run run reindeer
Run run reindeer
He don't miss no-one
And haulin' through the snow at a frightenin' speed
With a half a dozen deer with the a-rudy to lead
He's gotta wear his goggles 'cause the snow really flies
And he's cruisin' every pad with a little surprise
It's the little Saint Nick (little Saint Nick)
It's the little Saint Nick (little Saint Nick)
Oo oo oo
Merry Christmas Saint Nick
Christmas comes this time each year, oo
Merry Christmas Saint Nick
Christmas comes this time each year, oo
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He's the man with all the toys
Someone found a lighted house late one night
And he saw through the window a sight
A big man in a chair
And little tiny men everywhere
He's the man with all the toys
Well how thrilled that someone must have been
And he must have been tempted to go in
He stayed out in the cold
And when he left them he told
About the man with all the toys
He's the man with all the toys
The man with all the toys
He's the man with all the toys
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I took my brother to the department store,
He wanted to show Santa his Christmas list
He stood in line, and he shook like a leaf,
he's only five and a half goin' on six.
He said:
-Is it really Santa Claus,
is he really, really Santa?
Is that really Santa Claus,
is it really Santa?
Is that really Santa Claus, is it really santa?
(hope he thinks that's Santa Claus)
I picked him up, and put him on Santa's lap,
and then he pulled the pillow out of his shirt.
He yanked the beard right off his chin,
and in his eyes, I could see he was hurt.
He said:
-You're not really Santa Claus,
You're really not Santa!
You're not really Santa Claus,
You're really not Santa!
You're not really Santa Claus, you're really not Santa!
(He's just helping Santa Claus)
(musical interlude)
He's just helping Santa Claus,
He's just helping Santa.
He's helping Santa Claus,
He's just helping Santa.
He's just helping Santa Claus, he's just helping Santa.
(he's just helping Santa Claus)
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My baby she told me
She don't want to hold me (oh, no!)
And kiss my lips anymore (unh-unh!)
She's gonna leave me
And she don't believe me
That I'll be true now
Well maybe she don't love me
And is not thinkin' of me
But why'd she do it this time of year?
She knows that I'll miss her
And I'll want to kiss her
If just for Christmas
Merry Christmas, baby
Merry Christmas, baby
Merry Christmas, baby
Tell me, what did I do
To really convince you
That I'm not the guy anymore?
Take back my ring now
I'll do anything now
But please forgive me
I made my mistake but
I'm willing to wake up
And never mess around anymore
Oh why did we break up?
There's still time to make up
If just for Christmas
Merry Christmas, baby
Merry Christmas, baby
Merry Christmas, baby
I made my mistake but
I'm willing to wake up
And never mess around anymore
Oh why did we break up?
There's still time to make up
If just for Christmas
Merry Christmas, baby
Merry Christmas, baby
Merry Christmas, baby
Merry Christmas, baby
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The Christmas spirit grows with each new day
And it's so close but seems so far away
And yet it comes only once a year
And 'fore you know it, it's already here
The streets are filled with laughter
And so many hearts are gay
Everybody helps to make the spirit bright
The houses turn on their Christmas lights at night
It's worth the wait the whole year through
Just to make happy someone like you
And I'll never outgrow the thrill of Christmas day
It's worth the wait the whole year through
Just to make happy someone like you
And I'll never outgrow the thrill of Christmas day
It's worth the wait the whole year through
Just to make happy someone like you
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Frosty the Snowman
Was a jolly happy soul
With a corn-cob pipe and a button nose
And two eyes made out of coal
Frosty the Snowman
Is a fairy tale they say
He was made of snow
But the children know
How he came to life one day
There must have been some magic
In that old silk hat they found
For when they placed it on his head
He began to dance around
Frosty the Snowman
Was alive as he could be
And the children say
He could laugh and play
Just the same as you and me
Frosty the Snowman
Knew the sun was hot that day
So he said, "Let's run
And we'll have some fun
Now before I melt away"
Down to the village
With a broomstick in his hand
Running here and there
All around the square
Saying, "Catch me if you can"
He led them down
The streets of town
Right to the traffic cop
And he only paused a moment
When he heard them holler, "Stop!"
Frosty the Snowman
Had to hurry on his way
But he waved goodbye
Saying, "Don't you cry
I'll be back again some day"
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We three kings of Orient are
Bearing gifts, we traverse far
Field and fountain
Moor and mountain
Following yonder star
Oh, star of wonder, star of might
Star with royal beauty bright
Westward leading
Still proceeding
Guide us to thy perfect light
Born a babe on Bethlehem's plain
Gold we bring to crown him again
King forever, ceasing never
Over us all to reign
Oh, star of wonder, star of might
Star with royal beauty bright
Westward leading
Still proceeding
Guide us to the perfect light
Frankincense to offer have I
Incense owns a deity nigh
Prayer and praising, all men raising
Worship God on high
Oh, star of wonder, star of might
Star with royal beauty bright
Westward leading
Still proceeding
Guide us to the perfect light
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I'll have a blue Christmas without you
I'll be so blue thinkin' about you
Decorations of red on a green Christmas tree
Won't mean a thing if you're not here with me
I'll have a blue Christmas, that's certain
And when that blue heartache starts hurtin'
You'll be doin' all right with your Christmas of white
But I'll have a blue, blue Christmas
You'll be doin' all right with your Christmas of white
But I'll have a blue, blue Christmas
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You better watch out
You better not cry
You better not pout
I'm telling you why:
Santa Claus is coming to town
He's making a list
He's checking it twice
He's gonna find out
Who's naughty or nice
Santa Claus is coming to town
He's sees you when you're sleeping
He knows if you're awake
He knows if you've been bad or good
So be good for goodness' sake
Oh, you better watch out
You better not cry
You better not pout
I'm telling you why:
Santa Claus is coming to town
He's sees you when you're sleeping
He knows when you're awake
He knows if you've been bad or good
So be good for goodness' sake
You better watch out
You better not cry
You better not pout
I'm telling you why:
Santa Claus, yes, Santa Claus
Santa Claus is coming to town
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I'm dreaming of a white Christmas
Just like the ones I used to know
Where the treetops glisten
And children listen
To hear sleighbells in the snow
I'm dreaming of a white Christmas
With every Christmas card I write
May your days be merry and bright
And may all your Christmasses be white
May your days be merry and bright
And may all your Christmasses be white
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I'll be home for Christmas
You can plan on me
Please have snow and mistletoe
And presents on the tree
Christmas Eve will find me
Where the love light gleams
I'll be home for Christmas
If only in my dreams
I'll be home for Christmas
If only in my dreams
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Should old acquaintance be forgot
And never brought to mind
Should old acquaintance be forgot
And days of Auld Lang Syne
For Auld Lang Syne, my dear...
Spoken:
Hi, this is Denny, and speaking for the rest of the guys
I'd like to say that it has been a great pleasure
for all of us to bring you this Christmas album.
We hope you will treasure it the way we do.
And if you hap happen to be listening to this album right now,
Mike, Brian, Carl, Al and I would like to wish every one of you a very merry Christmas,
and we hope the new year brings you as much happiness as this year has brought us.
Thank you very much.
...May old acquaintance be forgot
and days of Auld Lang Syne
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Oo oo oo
Merry Christmas Saint Nick
Christmas comes this time each year
Oo-oo
Well a way up north where the air gets cold
There's a tale about Christmas that you've all been told
There's a real famous cat all dressed up in red
And he spends the whole year working out on his sled
It's the little Saint Nick (little Saint Nick)
It's the little Saint Nick (little Saint Nick)
Just a little bob sleighed we call it old Saint Nick
But she'll walk a toboggan with a four speed stick
She's candy apple red with a ski for a wheel
And when Santa hits the gas man just watch her peel
It's the little Saint Nick (little Saint Nick)
It's the little Saint Nick (little Saint Nick)
Run run reindeer
Run run reindeer (oh-oh-oh-oh)
Run run reindeer
Run run reindeer
He don't miss no-one
And haulin' through the snow at a frightenin' speed
With a half a dozen deer with the a-rudy to lead
He's gotta wear his goggles 'cause the snow really flies
And he's cruisin' every pad with a little surprise
It's the little Saint Nick (little Saint Nick)
It's the little Saint Nick (little Saint Nick)
Oo oo oo
Merry Christmas Saint Nick
Christmas comes this time each year, oo
Merry Christmas Saint Nick
Christmas comes this time each year, oo
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Should old acquaintance be forgot
And never brought to mind
Should old acquaintance be forgot
And days of Auld Lang Syne
For Auld Lang Syne, my dear...
Spoken:
Hi, this is Denny, and speaking for the rest of the guys
I'd like to say that it has been a great pleasure
for all of us to bring you this Christmas album.
We hope you will treasure it the way we do.
And if you hap happen to be listening to this album right now,
Mike, Brian, Carl, Al and I would like to wish every one of you a very merry Christmas,
and we hope the new year brings you as much happiness as this year has brought us.
Thank you very much.
...May old acquaintance be forgot
and days of Auld Lang Syne
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Oo oo oo
Merry Christmas Saint Nick
Christmas comes this time each year
Oo-oo
Well a way up north where the air gets cold
There's a tale about Christmas that you've all been told
There's a real famous cat all dressed up in red
And he spends the whole year working out on his sled
It's the little Saint Nick (little Saint Nick)
It's the little Saint Nick (little Saint Nick)
Just a little bob sleighed we call it old Saint Nick
But she'll walk a toboggan with a four speed stick
She's candy apple red with a ski for a wheel
And when Santa hits the gas man just watch her peel
It's the little Saint Nick (little Saint Nick)
It's the little Saint Nick (little Saint Nick)
Run run reindeer
Run run reindeer (oh-oh-oh-oh)
Run run reindeer
Run run reindeer
He don't miss no-one
And haulin' through the snow at a frightenin' speed
With a half a dozen deer with the a-rudy to lead
He's gotta wear his goggles 'cause the snow really flies
And he's cruisin' every pad with a little surprise
It's the little Saint Nick (little Saint Nick)
It's the little Saint Nick (little Saint Nick)
Oo oo oo
Merry Christmas Saint Nick
Christmas comes this time each year, oo
Merry Christmas Saint Nick
Christmas comes this time each year, oo
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A child of winter
A child of the snow
I'm making a snowball
That someone will throw
I'm making a snowman
With charcoal for the eyes
A scarf draped in red
And a derby on his head
Here comes Santa Claus, here comes Santa Claus
Right down Santa Claus Lane
Vixen and Blitzen and all his reindeer are pulling on the reins
Bells are ringing, children singing
All is merry and bright
Hang your stockings and say your prayers
'Cause Santa Claus comes tonight
The evening of Christmas
Presents have been passed
The wood in the fireplace
Is glowing its last
I'm closing my eyes now
In my bed I'm snuggling
Outside my window
The carolers sing
Christmas comes and the snow covers all
Trees are decorated with tinsel and lights
Mama's in the kitchen making cookies and bread
The children are hungry, they're waiting to be fed
A child of Christmas
A child of snow
A wonderful feeling
Underneath the mistletoe
And may your Christmas
Last all year
With laughter of children
Peace and cheer
A child of Christmas
A child of snow
A wonderful feeling
Underneath the mistletoe
Merry Christmas to you
Ding dong ding go the bells
Ding dong ding go the bells
Ding dong ding go the bells
Ding dong ding go the bells
Ding dong ding go the bells
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Loop de loop flip flop Santa's got an airplane
Loop de loop flip flop flyin' in an airplane
Loop de loop flip flop Santa's heart's full of joy
Loop de loop flip flop Santa's got a new toy
If you're up a little late on Christmas Eve this year
And you're waiting for that pudgy person to appear
Instead of the patter of tiny feet you will hear
'Cause loop de loop flip flop Santa's got an airplane
Loop de loop flip flop flyin' in an airplane
Loop de loop flip flop Santa's heart's full of joy
Loop de loop flip flop Santa's got a new toy
He skydives down to the chimney with ease
Parachutes a package to the whole family
It's Santa's Air Special delivery to under your tree
Oh, well, loop de loop flip flop Santa's got an airplane
Loop de loop flip flop flyin' in an airplane
Loop de loop flip flop Santa's heart's full of joy
Loop de loop flip flop Santa's got a new toy
Santa and Rudy sittin' at the controls
A buncha sleepy helpers waiting back at the pole
They know where they are 'cause they navigate by the stars!
'Cause loop de loop flip flop Santa's got an airplane
Loop de loop flip flop flyin' in an airplane
Loop de loop flip flop Santa's heart's full of joy
Loop de loop flip flop Santa's got a new toy
Loop de loop flip flop Santa's got an airplane
Loop de loop flip flop flyin' in an airplane
Loop de loop flip flop Santa's heart's full of joy
Loop de loop flip flop Santa's got a new toy
Loop de loop flip flop fly away
Loop de loop flip flop fly away
Loop de loop flip flop fly away
Loop de loop flip flop fly away
Loop de loop flip flop fly away
Loop de loop flip flop fly away
Loop de loop flip flop fly away
Loop de loop flip flop fly away
Loop de loop flip flop fly away
Loop de loop flip flop fly away
Loop de loop flip flop fly away
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It's that time of year again
That Christmas time feelin' is here again
'Cause Christmas, Christmas, Christmas time is here again
Yes, the Christmas time feelin' is in the air again
Ahh ahhh ahh
I see snow flurries comin' down
Paint a pretty party scene all over town
'Cause Christmas, Christmas, Christmas time is here again
Yes, the Christmas time feelin' is in the air again
Ahh ahhh ahh
Lots of mistletoe hangin' everywhere
Plenty of free gifts and so don't despair
'Cause Christmas, Christmas, Christmas time is here again
Yes, the Christmas time feelin' is in the air again
Ahh ahhh ahh
She's so pretty but I'm so young
When I'm sixteen I'm gonna have some fun
'Cause Christmas, Christmas, Christmas time is here again
Yes, the Christmas time feelin' is in the air again
Ahh ahhh ahh
All the little children of this great big world
Are waitin' for the season's biggest thrill
I wonder if I'll ever be able to get to sleep again
'Cause the Christmas time thrill is in the air again
Ahh ahhh ahh
Been tossin' and a-turnin' all through the night
I'll be wide awake until broad daylight
'Cause Christmas, Christmas, Christmas Eve is here again
Yes, the Christmas time feelin' is in the air again
Ahh ahhh ahh
Old Saint Nick'll be stoppin' in
To see the lady of the house again
I wonder if he'll ever go and try to kiss Mommy on the cheek again
'Cause the Christmas time feelin' is in the air again
Ahh ahhh ahh
Yes, the Christmas time feelin' is in the air again
Ahh ahhh ahh
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Autumn colors have gone
Birds fled south with their song
Snowflakes cover the earth quietly
Night extends through the hours
Coolly lit by the stars
The pulse of life slows silently
Cuddle up in a cozy nook
With a warm drink and a book
Within a winter symphony
Somewhere children outside
Screamin' down a daredevil slide
Rosy-cheeked bundles of cold-weather clothes
Hear the winter winds howl
Pierced by the hoot of an owl
Fingers of frost take a nip at my nose
Cuddle up in a cozy nook
With a warm drink and a book
Within a winter symphony
Winter symphony
Snowflake fantasy
Warms my heart like a tropic sea
There the sun always shines
There you'll always be mine
All in a winter symphony
Winter symphony
Snowflake fantasy
Warms my heart like a tropic sea
There the sun always shines
There you'll always be mine
All in a winter symphony
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Hey Adam, you'll never guess what I saw last night.
What?
I saw Mommy kissing Santa Claus. That's right.
Oh no.
They were listening to music, and their voices were low,
And he looks a lot like someone that you and I both know!
Who?
Well, I saw Santa rockin' round the Christmas tree
And Mama was as close to Santa as you are to me
They filled up the socks,
But before he could go
They started to kiss.
Santa just couldn't go.
Well, I saw Mama help Santa decorate the tree
With little bitty presents and candy canes for you and me
He started to leave...
Mm!
Then he turned around.
I made a noise.
*Clunk*
I was sure to be found!
Well, I saw Mama kissin' Santa 'neath the mistletoe
Yeah, and he looked like someone I thought you oughta know
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It's been my secret passion to try it
To spend my Christmas surfin', I can't deny it
I wanna spend my Christmas on the Kona Coast in Hawaii
For years I saved my pennies and planned it
The great Pacific Ocean, we'll span it
I wanna spend Christmas where I dig it the most, in Hawaii
Go to Hawaii
Melekalikimaka is "Merry Christmas" in Hawaii talk-a
And at Lahaina we'll count the shooting stars
And it will be just you and me in Hawaii
The suntanned beauties are everywhere
If you're comin' to the islands then you might stare
And find a girl waiting for you there in Hawaii
Kani and Wahini and the haoles, too
Wish a Melekalikimaka to you
They're the friendliest people anywhere in Hawaii
Go to Hawaii
Melekalikimaka is how they say it in island talk-a
The island flower fragrance in the air
We'll write a card and underneath the mango trees
We'll say, "Wish you were here with us in Hawaii"
Winter in the sun and surf'd sure be nice
In a south sea garden paradise
I wanna spend Christmas where I dig it the most, in Hawaii
Honolulu, Waikiki
Do you wanna come along with me?
Waimia up to Hanalai
I'd love to take you to the islands today
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The bells of Christmas go ring-a-ling-ling
They toll for the savior and the peace he'll bring
And little children everywhere are caroling
'Cause the presence of the Lord makes their spirits sing
Oh oh oh oh
Bells of Christmas
Bells are ringing
Oh oh oh oh
Bells of Christmas
Children singing
The bells of Notre Dame cathedral will chime
And everywhere a princely peace
And there they light the candles up one at a time
For the ones they love at Christmastime
Oh oh oh oh
Bells of Christmas
Bells are ringing
Oh oh oh oh
Bells of Christmas
Children singing
The omnipresent spirit of the world will sing
That Christ is born
Oh oh oh
And people of the world are all rejoicing
For the baby Jesus born in Nazarene
The bells of Christmas go ring-a-ling-ling
They toll for the savior and the peace he'll bring
And little Children everywhere are caroling
'Cause the presence of the Lord makes their spirits sing
Oh oh oh oh
Bells of Christmas
Bells are ringing
Oh oh oh oh
Bells of Christmas
Children singing
Oh oh oh oh
Bells of Christmas
Bells are ringing
Oh oh oh oh
Bells of Christmas
Children singing
Ah
Ah ah ah ah
Ah ah ah ah
Oh oh oh oh
Ah ah ah ah
Ah ah ah ah
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Holy holy
Halo glowing
Candle burning
Christmas evening
Cold wind blowing
Old Man Winter
Inward glowing
Outside snowing
Morning Christmas
Children love to play
Children laugh
Children love to sing
A Christmas song
Holy holy
Halo glowing
Candle burning
Christmas evening
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Oooooooo
Merry Christmas, children
Bring your toys to Crystal Ship
Oooooooo
Well, down in Eugene we got girls and boys
Who wake up on Christmas morning but don't find any toys
If they're lucky their healthy mom and dad come to chat
About how they're missed, but you can change all that
Bring your toys to Crystal Ship
Oooo, for the children
Bring your toys to Crystal Ship
Oooo, for the children
Yeah, we're the Beach Boys for Crystal Ship and toys
'Cause this Christmas we want you to help spread the joy
It would feel so good, it would make them feel well
It would cheer 'em all up at Children's Hospital
Bring your toys to Crystal Ship
Oooo, for the children
Bring your toys to Crystal Ship
Oooo, for the children
Oooooooo
Merry Christmas, children
Bring your toys to Crystal Ship
Oooooooo
Merry Christmas, children
Christmas toys to Crystal Ship
Oooooooo
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Santa Claus is coming to town...
Christmas is a joyous time of year.
But for an underprivileged child, this isn't always true.
This is Dennis Wilson of the Beach Boys.
Alan, Michael, Carl, Brian and myself would like to ask
all of you to join in with us in donating a toy to an
underprivileged children organization, so they, too,
might possibly share in a very, very happy Christmas this year.
Thank you.
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Well, along with our special feature of this Beach Boys' Christmas Album,
once again I'm happy to see the smiling face of the leader of
this popular group here in the studio, Brian Wilson.
Good to see you again, Brian.
Hi, Jack.
This Beach Boys' Christmas Album is really something.
Ah, Dick Reynolds did the arrangements, I guess, huh?
Yes, he did. He did a beautiful job, a wonderful job.
Is this the first time you've worked with him?
Right. I'd been, uh, wanting to meet him and work with him for quite a long time.
Now who's idea was it to have you featured on this, uh, one particular tune--I,
I was particularly impressed with it--"A Blue Christmas."
Well, I... sort of picked out that song to sing for myself.
I, I love the song and uh, I've always wanted to sing it, so I thought I'd sing it.
Well, maybe this will be the start of a whole new career, huh?
I don't know, that's... It, it could, and it couldn't. Ah... I really don't know.
Well, let's leave it to the listeners to see what they think of it.
Right.
I notice this album has uh, ah, along with some of the popular things like, uh,
"I'll Be Home For Christmas," uh, "Auld Lang Syne," and uh, um, "We Three Kings"
and some of the traditional things, that you have a couple of your,
your own, uh, Beach Boys type sounds in the LP, too.
Uh-huh, we've more or less made one side, uh, our own style, and...
Kind of a teen side and an adult side.
Uh-huh, right, um-hm. Contrasting.
Uh-huh. Now, we have, uh, one of your originals coming up here, Brian.
Uh, "Christmas Day." You wrote this for the album specifically?
Yes, I did. Uh-huh.
Uh-huh. And now, do you do your, the vocal arrangements,
or did Dick Reynolds handle all of that?
Dick handled the vocal arrangements on the, ah, the modern side
--the traditional side--and I did the, ah, vocal and the
arrangements of the music on our own style--our basic style--side.
Dick did the strings, also, on the, uh, on the modern side.
Coming up now, ah, a very sentimental type Christmas song,
particularly for those who are away from home during this time of year
--"I'll Be Home For Christmas." Any, ah, thing particular about this,
this tune that you'd like to say, Brian?
Ah, well, I guess there's something very obvious when you hear the song.
It's, ah, there's a very definite influence of the Four Freshmen
on the arrangement as well as the delivery, and, uh, obviously
we all look up and admire the style of the Four Freshmen and,
uh, I feel this has been the greatest--one of the greater--
vocal influences, ah, in the world today.
Well, it's certainly been, uh, nice of you to take the time to come
by again here for our special Beach Boys' Christmas show.
You have a fine album here and, uh, I hope you'll be home for Christmas.
Well, I hope I will, too. I hope everyone's home for Christmas.
I do, too. Brian Wilson, thanks again for coming by.
Thank you very much, Jack.
And here again, the Beach Boys' Christmas Album.
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