Itchy Twitchy Feeling
Composer(s): Jimmy Oliver
Performer(s): Bobby Hendricks
and multiple other artists



Sittin' here wonderin' what it's all about
This rock and roll music that makes you shout
You tune in on Bandstand and they're jumpin' like mad
And they're dancin' they are doin', they don't look bad

You get that itchy twitchy feeling (itchy twitchy feeling)
You start-a rockin' and a-reelin' (rockin' and a-reelin')
Soon your arms and legs are flappin'
Like a hound dog mouth a-yappin'
You're-a rockin' and a-rollin'

You don't understand it but it sure feels nice
You thought you might try it 'bout-a once or twice
You started with the dance they call the stroll
But you felt much better doin' rock and roll

You get that itchy twitchy feeling (itchy twitchy feeling)
You start-a rockin' and a-reelin' (rockin' and a-reelin')
Soon your arms and legs are flappin'
Like a hound dog mouth a-yappin'
You're-a rockin' and a-rollin'

You come in the house with your hair on end
Nobody had to ask you where you been
You come in the house you're still a-jumpin' like mad
I've seen a lot of people with it but you got it bad

You get that itchy twitchy feeling (itchy twitchy feeling)
You start-a rockin' and a-reelin' (rockin' and a-reelin')
Soon your arms and legs are flappin'
Like a hound dog mouth a-yappin'
You're-a rockin' and a-rollin'

I don't understand it what you're goin' about
It must be something 'bout this music that I don't know
I went to a hop and it didn't take long
I got the feelin' somethin' was a goin' wrong

You get that itchy twitchy feeling (itchy twitchy feeling)
You start-a rockin' and a-reelin' (rockin' and a-reelin')
Soon your arms and legs are flappin'
Like a hound dog mouth a-yappin'
You're-a rockin' and a-rollin'

Soon your arms and legs are flappin'
Like a hound dog mouth a-yappin'
You're-a rockin' and a-rollin'
Soon your arms and legs are flappin'
Like a hound dog mouth a-yappin'
You're-a rockin' and a-rollin'
Soon your ...

Behold A Branch Is Growing



Behold a branch is growing
of lov'liest form and grace
as prophets sung, foreknowing
it springs from Jesse's race
and bears one little flow'r
in midst of coldest winter
at deepest midnight hour

Isaiah hath foretold it
in words of promise sure
and Mary's arms enfold it
a virgin meek and pure
Thro' God's eternal will
this child to her is given
at midnight calm and still

O savior, child of Mary
who felt our human woe
O savior, king of glory
who dost our weakness know
bring us at length, we pray
to the bright courts of heaven
and to the endless day 

Italian Street Song
Composer(s): Victor Herbert; Rida Johnson Young
Performer(s): Jeanette MacDonald
and multiple other artists



Ah my heart is back in Napoli
Dear Napoli, dear Napoli
And I seem to hear again in dreams
Her revelry, her sweet revelry
The mandolinas playing sweet, the
pleasant sound of dancing feet
Oh, could I return, oh, joy complete
Napoli, Napoli, Napoli

Zing, zing, zizzy, zizzy, zing, zing
Boom, boom, ay
Zing, zing, zizzy, zizzy, zing, zing
Mandolinas gay
Zing, zing, zizzy, zizzy, zing, zing
Boom, boom, aye 
La, la, la, ha, ha, ha, zing, boom, ay
La, la, la, la, ha, ha, ha, zing, boom, ay

The mandolinas playing sweet, the
pleasant sound of dancing feet
Oh, could I return, oh, joy complete
Napoli, Napoli, Napoli.

Zing, zing, zizzy, zizzy, zing, zing
Boom, boom, ay
Zing, zing, zizzy, zizzy, zing, zing
Mandolinas gay
Zing, zing, zizzy, zizzy, zing, zing
Boom, boom, aye 
La, la, la, ha, ha, ha, zing, boom, ay
La, la, la, la, ha, ha, ha, zing, boom, ay

Bedtime For Toys 
Composer(s): Ron Miller; Orlando Murden
Performer(s): Stevie Wonder



Close your eyes, beddy bye tin soldier
Mommy says that it's time for sleep
If my folks were wiser and older
They'd know kids and toys don't need sleep

Don't be bad little cotton dolly
See how nice Mickey Mouse sleeps now?
Even my brass drummer boy has stopped all his noise
'Cause he knows it's past bedtime for toys

Ya know, every Christmas Santa Claus goes all over the world with his reindeer
sled, and a big bag of toys and he'll come to your house this year too
But sometimes, just sometimes, he doesn't have enough time to see 
every little boy and girl because the world is so big
So maybe we should sing a song for all the children that Santa didn't visit

Bless the child who has no tin soldier
No brass drummer boy to put to bed
He will still grow wiser and older
Loving one small rag doll instead

He won't have a cotton dolly
Mickey Mouse won't come to his house
Hold that rag doll to your heart, nothing can destroy 
The beauty one shall find in one small toy 

Italian Restaurant
(French & Spanish Versions: Le Restaurant Italien (Dalida); El Restaurante Italiano (Dalida))
Composer(s): Jean-Michel Beriat - Jean-Pierre Goussaud - Newell
Performer(s): Dalida



Anytime that I`m feeling love
There`s a place that I love to go 
A little castle in the sky
Where I can watch the world go by

A restaurant beneath the stars
With mandolines and soft guitarres
You meet the high life and the low
The most amusing place I know

When it`s time to wine and dine
There`s a favorite place of mine
Ring the Maître D' 
Ask if maybe he 
Can have a table free at nine
He`ll be there to welcome me
To this crazy comedy
Where the rich and famous love to be

You see the clientele walk in
And watch the cabaret begin
It`s such a special place to be
There is so much that you can see
You see the lover`s deep in dreams
And those who querrel making scenes
You see a maestro and the clown
And all the famous from the town

When it`s time to wine and dine
There`s a favorite place of mine
Ring the Maître D' 
And ask if maybe he
Can have a table free at nine
He`ll be there to welcome me 
To this crazy comedy
Where the rich and famous love to be

The pretty lady who appears
Is trying hard to hide the years
The gigolo who walks behind
Is only mindy on his mind

The movie star will always pose
To get the maximum applause
It`s like a circus everywhere
And so exciting to be there

When it`s time to wine and dine
There`s a favorite place of mine
Ring the Maître D' 
And ask if maybe he
Can have a table free at nine
He`ll be there to welcome me
To this crazy comedy
Where the rich and famous love to be

My Italian restaurant
Gives me everything I want
La la la..
My Italian restaurant
Won`t you come along with me
To this crazy comedy
Where the rich and famous love to be

Because It's Christmas Time
Composer(s): Buck Owens; Red Simpson
Performer(s): Buck Owens



Now is the time for sleigh bells to ring
Now is the time for children to sing
Now is the time for white Christmas for Bing
Because it's Christmas time
Now is the time to hang mistletoe
Now is the time to run through the snow
Now is the time to sing old Rudolph's Nose
Because it's Christmas time
Christmas time is a comin'
Santa's not far away
You can almost hear his ho ho ho
And the jingleing of his sleigh
Now is the time Christmas stories we will tell
Now is the time hang your stocking on the nail
Now is the time let us sing Jingle Bells
Because it's Christmas time
Christmas time is a comin'
Santa's not far away
You can almost hear his ho ho ho
And the jingleing of his sleigh

Italian Girls
Composer(s): Rod Stewart; Ron Wood
Performer(s): Rod Stewart



I've got two and more to show 
I was dreaming of a mobile 
that couldn't be mine not without lyin' 
Was I feeling kind a silly 
when I stepped in soakin' beer down the cola machine 
Oh, stayin' seventeen 
Well she claimed she was a killer 
and she owned a flood lit villa 
a little aways from the main highway 
Oh take me way down yonder 

She was tall, thin and tarty 
and she drove a Maserati 
faster than sound 
I was heaven bound 
Although I must have looked a creep 
in my army surplus jeep 
Was I being too bold 
before the night could get old 
No, no, no, no 
She proved me so wrong 

Oh the Italian girls sometimes hold their religious habits 
in front of your eyes, just to get you tied 
Ah but not my little Bella 'cause I did not have to tell her 
I'd rather you go with the morning sun, she made me so tired 

She took me way, way, away down yonder 
till I was gone with the morning sun on my back 
Gotta get on back there soon as I can 
Take me there 
And I miss the girl so bad 
She broke my heart 
Gotta get on back there soon as I can 
I miss the girl, I miss the girl, I miss the girl so bad 
I was a lot better off

Because It's Christmas
Composer(s): Bruce Sussman; Jack Feldman; Barry Manilow
Performer(s): Plácido Domingo
and multiple other artists



Tonight the stars shine for the children
And light the way for dreams to fly
Tonight our love comes wrapped in ribbons
The world is right and hopes are high

And from a dark and frosted window
A child appears to search the sky
Because it's Christmas
Because it's Christmas

Tonight belongs to all the children
Tonight their joy rings through the air
And so, we send our tender blessings
To all the children ev'rywhere

To see the smiles and hear the laughter
A time to give, a time to share
Because it's Christmas
Because it's Christmas

For now and forever for all of the children
And for the children in us all

Tonight belongs to all the children
Tonight their joy rings through the air
And so, we send our tender blessings
To all the children ev'rywhere

To see the smiles and hear the laughter
A time to give, a time to share
Because it's Christmas
For now and forever
For all of the children
And for the children in us all 

It Wouldn't Be The Same Without You
Composer(s): Jimmy Wakely; Fred Rose
First release by: Al Rogers
Covered by multiple other artists



I could wander the byways, rewander too
But it wouldn't be the same without you
Those familiair old places would just make me blue
'cause it wouldn't be the same without you

I wasted my love on a careless romance
But I'd do it again, if I had the chance
I could start my life over with somebody new
But it wouldn't be the same without you

I wasted my love on a careless romance
But I'd do it again, if I had the chance
I could start my life over with somebody new
But it wouldn't be the same without you

Beautiful Star Of Bethlehem
Composer(s): A.L. Phipps
Performer(s): The Stanley Brothers
and multiple other artists



Oh beautiful star of Bethlehem
Shining far through shadows dim
Giving the light for those who long have gone
Guiding the wise men on their way
Unto the place where Jesus lay
Oh beautiful star of Bethlehem, shine on

Oh beautiful star, the hope of light
Guiding the pilgrims through the night
Over the mountains till the break of dawn
Into the land of perfect day
It will give out a lovely ray
Oh beautiful star of Bethlehem, shine on

Oh beautiful star (Beautiful, beautiful star)
Of Bethlehem (Star of Bethlehem)
Shine upon us until the glory dawn
Give us a lamp to light the way
Unto the land of perfect day
Oh beautiful star of Bethlehem, shine on

Oh beautiful star, the hope, the grace
For the redeemed, the good and the blessed
Yonder in glory when the crown is worn
Jesus is now the star divine
Brighter and brighter He will shine
Oh beautiful star of Bethlehem, shine on

Oh beautiful star (Beautiful, beautiful star)
Of Bethlehem (Star of Bethlehem)
Shine upon us until the glory dawn
Give us a lamp to light the way
Unto the land of perfect day
Oh beautiful star of Bethlehem, shine on

Oh beautiful star of Bethlehem, shine on 

It Worries Me
Composer(s): Bix Reichner; Fritz Schulz-Reichel; Carl Sigman
Performer(s): Frank Sinatra; Alura Mack



It worries me
You seem to be unhappy, and that worries me
I hate to think that maybe I have made you blue
Just what did I do, was I mean to you, wish I knew

I worry so
If anything is wrong, I have the right to know
So while I hold you close and kiss you tenderly
Tell it all to me, darling can't you see
Anything that worries you, worries me

Beautiful Star
Composer(s): Eliza E. Hewitt



The wise men of old saw a beautiful star
Led on by its glory they traveled afar
O'er mountain and valley 'til wanderings past
Their gifts at the feet of the Savior they cast

Beautiful, beautiful star of the East
Beautiful, beautiful star of the East
Scatter the shadows of sin far away
Lead us to Jesus, the Star of the day

The star of the East was the herald of day
The light everlasting that fades not away
Its beams rising higher, O hasten and see
The Light of the world shines for you and for me

Beautiful, beautiful star of the East
Beautiful, beautiful star of the East
Scatter the shadows of sin far away
Lead us to Jesus, the Star of the day

The star of His Word guards His people today
To sweet joy in Jesus, 'tis leading the way
Then still let us follow and lovingly bring
Our hearts and our offerings to Jesus our King

Beautiful, beautiful star of the East
Beautiful, beautiful star of the East
Scatter the shadows of sin far away
Lead us to Jesus, the Star of the day

To those who in darkness are straying afar
We'll show the pure rays of the beautiful star
We'll tell them of Jesus, that at His dear feet
The saved of all nations shall joyfully meet

Beautiful, beautiful star of the East
Beautiful, beautiful star of the East
Scatter the shadows of sin far away
Lead us to Jesus, the Star of the day 

It Won't Take Much
Composer(s): C.L. Harper; Richard Poindexter
Performer(s): Linda Jones



It won't take much
to bring me back
(bring me back to you)
nothing at all
ooh to bring me back (bring me back to you)
just a little bit of your lovin
just a little bit
of your kisses to show me what
I've been missing
ohh what I've been missing baby
huuuuuuuhaha
I'm lonely I'm lonely so lonely
I don't care don't care don't care
who's right or wrong
I can't go on without you
it won't take much darlin'
and I'm not running back to ya baby hey hey 
no no it won't take much baby

Beautiful Christmas
Composer(s): Mary B. Slade - Rigdon McIntosh



O'er the hills and adown the snowy dells
As the echoes ring of the Christmas bells
Angel songs in our hearts resound again
Singing peace on earth and good will to men

Bring pine and fir tree, weave the garlands bright
Gladden the temple of the King tonight
Christmas is here, fill it with cheer
Make it glorious with joy and light

Bring good will to the suffering and sad
Speak the tender word that shall make them glad
Tell them how, o'er the hills of Bethlehem
When the angels sang, 'twas good news for them

Bring pine and fir tree, weave the garlands bright
Gladden the temple of the King tonight
Christmas is here, fill it with cheer
Make it glorious with joy and light

Peace on earth, bid all strife and tumult cease
For this night again gives the Lord His peace
While our hands shall His temple beautify
Carol, glory be unto God most high

Bring pine and fir tree, weave the garlands bright
Gladden the temple of the King tonight
Christmas is here, fill it with cheer
Make it glorious with joy and light

So glad hearts on this happy Christmas night
Bring your gifts of love, make His altar bright
Sing glad songs that shall sweetly sound as when
Angels sang of peace and good will to men

Bring pine and fir tree, weave the garlands bright
Gladden the temple of the King tonight
Christmas is here, fill it with cheer
Make it glorious with joy and light 

It Won't Rain Always
Composer(s): Gloria Gaither; Bill Gaither; Aaron Wilburn
Performer(s): Bill & Gloria Gaither
and multiple other artists



Someone said that in each life some rain is bound to fall
And each one sheds his share of tears
And trouble troubles us all
But the hurt can't hurt forever
And the tears are sure to dry

And it won't rain always
The clouds will soon be gone
The sun that they've been hiding has been there all along

And it won't rain always
God's promises are true
The sun's gonna shine in His own good time
And He will see you through

Be A Child At Christmas Time
Composer(s): Martin Broones - William A. Luce
Performer(s): Doris Day



Be a child at Christmas time with a merry heart aglow 
Through a frosty window pane you can see the falling snow
Trim the tree with candy canes 
Listen to the church bell chime
Say a little prayer at night 
Be a child at Christmas time 

Only children understand what a merry heart can do
Be a child and you'll agree everything is bright and new
When the snow comes dancing down and you hear the church bell chime
Let your heart be young again
Be a child at Christmas time 

It Won't Be Right
Composer(s): Tom Johnston; Patrick Simmons
The Doobie Brothers



Early in the mornin', when the sun come up
you'll find me sittin' at the table
drinkin' from a wooden cup
The mortgage is a-comin', tryin' to take my home away
I'm not gonna let it turn my head away

It won't be right, no matter what they say
Won't be right, tryin' to take my home away
Won't be right, if they do this thing to me
I don't have to take it and I really don't wanna see

Early in the eve-in', long about supper time
there's nothin' left here for me but a bottle of wine
I'm gonna be evicted 'long about the hour of five
Well, it's enough to make me wonder why I'm alive

It won't be right, no matter what they say
Won't be right, tryin' to take my home away
Won't be right, if they do this thing to me
I don't have to take it and I really don't wanna see

It won't be right, no matter what they say
Won't be right, tryin' to take my home away
Won't be right, if they do this thing to me
I don't have to take it and I really don't wanna see

It won't be right, no matter what they say
Won't be right, tryin' to take my home away
Won't be right, if they do this thing to me
I don't have to take it and I really don't wanna see

Barnyard Christmas
Composer(s): Jack Stearn
Performer(s): The Bell Sisters



We're gonna have a Barnyard Christmas
Barnyard Christmas, Barnyard Christmas
We're gonna have a Barnyard Christmas
On the farm this year 

The saw's gonna cut the Christmas tree
The stove's gonna bake plum puddin' for me
The broom's gonna sweep the house so clean
The cow's gonna give us rich ice cream 

Rich ice cream, house so clean
Puddin' for me, Christmas tree 

We're gonna have a Barnyard Christmas
Barnyard Christmas, Barnyard Christmas
We're gonna have a Barnyard Christmas
On the farm this year 

The pig's gonna give us juicy ham
We'll have the bestest duck what am
The horse'll pull us through the snow
We'll kiss beneath the mistletoe 

Mistletoe, through the snow
Duck what am, juicy ham
Rich ice cream, house so clean
Puddin' for me, Christmas tree 

We're gonna have a Barnyard Christmas
Barnyard Christmas, Barnyard Christmas
We're gonna have a Barnyard Christmas
On the farm this year 

Now all you children gather `round
`Cause Santa Clause is comin' to town
He'll get a surprise that's really grand
With a serenade from our animal band 

(Barnyard animals "sing" Jingle Bells)

We're gonna have a Barnyard Christmas
On the farm this year 

The hammer will hang our stocking up
We hope to get a brand new pup
And when the sleigh bells ring out clear
We'll know that jolly Santa's near 

Santa's near, ring out clear
Brand new pup, stocking up
Mistletoe, through the snow
Duck what am, juicy ham
Rich ice cream, house so clean
Puddin' for me, Christmas tree 

We're gonna have a Barnyard Christmas
Barnyard Christmas, Barnyard Christmas
We want to wish you a Merry Christmas
And a Happy New Year! 

It Won't Be Long
Composer(s): John Lennon; Paul McCartney
First release by: The Beatles - 1963
Covered by multiple other artists



It won't be long yeah (yeah) yeah (yeah) yeah (yeah)
It won't be long yeah (yeah) yeah (yeah) yeah (yeah)
It won't be long yeah (yeah) 'til I belong to you

Every night when everybody has fun
Here am I sitting all on my own

It won't be long yeah (yeah) yeah (yeah) yeah (yeah)
It won't be long yeah (yeah) yeah (yeah) yeah (yeah)
It won't be long yeah (yeah) 'til I belong to you

Since you left me I'm so alone
(You left me alone)
Now you're coming, you're coming on home
I'll be good like I know should
(Now like I should)
You're coming home, you're coming home
(Ah, ah, ah)

Every night the tears come down from my eyes
Every day I've done nothing but cry

It won't be long yeah (yeah) yeah (yeah) yeah (yeah)
It won't be long yeah (yeah) yeah (yeah) yeah (yeah)
It won't be long yeah (yeah) 'til I belong to you

Since you left me I'm so alone
(You left me alone)
Now you're coming, you're coming on home
I'll be good like I know should
(Now like I should)
You're coming home, you're coming home
(Ah, ah, ah)

So every day we'll be happy I know
Now I know that you won't leave me no more

It won't be long yeah (yeah) yeah (yeah) yeah (yeah)
It won't be long yeah (yeah) yeah (yeah) yeah (yeah)
It won't be long yeah (yeah) 'til I belong to you

Ballad Of The Harp Weaver
Composer(s): Thelma Matesky Moore - Edna St. Vincent Millay
Performer(s): Johnny Cash; Agnes Moorehead



Son said my mother when I was knee high
You need of clothes to cover you and not a rag have I
There's nothing in the house to make a boy's britches
Nor shears to cut a cloth with, nor thread to take stitches
There's nothing in the house but a leaf end of rye
And the harp with a woman's head nobody will buy and she began to cry

That was in the early fall and when came the late fall
Son she said the sight of you makes your mother's blood crawl
Little skinny shoulder blades stickin' through your clothes
And where you get a jacket from God above knows
It's lucky for me lad, your daddy's in the ground
And can't see the way I let his son go around and she made a queer sound

That was in the late fall when the winter came
I'd not a pair of bridges nor a shirt to my name
I couldn't go to school or out of doors to play
And all the other little boys passed our way
Son said my mother come climb into my lap
And I'll chafe your little knees while you take a nap

And oh but we were silly for half an hour or more
Me with my long legs draggin' on the floor
I rocked, rocked, rocked to a mother goose rhyme
Oh but we were happy for half an hour's time
But there was I, a great boy and what would folks say
To hear my mother singin' me to sleep all day in such a daft way

Men say the winter was bad that year
Fuel was scarce and food was dear
A wind with a wolf's head howled about our door
And we burned up the chairs and sat upon the floor
All that was left us was a chair we couldn't break
And the harp with a woman's head nobody would take for song or pity sake

The night before Christmas I cried with the cold
I cried myself to sleep like a two year old
And in the deep night I felt my mother rise
And stare down upon me with love in her eyes
I saw my mother sitting on the one good chair
A light falling on her face from I couldn't tell where

Looking nineteen and not a day older
And the harp with a woman's head leaned against her shoulder
Her thin fingers moving in the thin tall strings
Were weave, weave, weaving wonderful things
Many bright threads from where I couldn't see
Were running through the harp strings rapidly

And gold threads whistlin' through my mother's hands
I saw the web grow and the pattern expand
She wove a child's jacket and when it was done
She laid it on the floor and wove another one
She wove a red cloak so regal to see
She's made it for a king's son I said and not for me but I knew it was for me

She wove a pair of bridges and quicker than that
She wove a pair of boots a little cocked hat
She wove a pair of mittens she wove a little blouse
She wove all night in the still cold house
She sang as she worked and the harp strings spoke
But her voice never faltered and the thread never broke

But when I awoke, there sat my mother
With the harp against her shoulder lookin' nineteen and not a day older
A smile about her lips and a light about her head
And her hands in the harp strings frozen dead
And piled up beside her, toppling to the skies
Were the clothes of a king's son just my size