What is it you want, Mary?
What do you want?
You want the moon?
Just say
the word and I’ll throw
the word and I’ll throw
a lasso around it and pull it down.
Hey. That’s a
pretty good idea.
pretty good idea.
I’ll give you the moon, Mary.
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| {Christmas market, Praha, Czech Republic} |
Have yourself a merry little Christmas, let your heart be light
Next
year all our troubles will be out of sight
year all our troubles will be out of sight
Have yourself a merry
little Christmas, make the yule time gay
little Christmas, make the yule time gay
Next year all our troubles
will be miles away
will be miles away
Once again as in olden days, happy golden days of
yore
yore
Faithful friends who are dear to us, will be near to us once
more
more
Someday soon we all will be together, if the fates allow
Until
then we’ll have to muddle through somehow
then we’ll have to muddle through somehow
So have yourself a merry
little Christmas now.
little Christmas now.
