♪ (WHISTLING) ♪ FRANK: Well, Merry Christmas, ladies and gentlemen.
And welcome to our Christmas show.
(WHISTLING) ♪ Our old friend Mr. Bing Crosby will be our guest and the accent is on music, both traditional and modern.
♪ LEON: Merry Christmas, Mr. Crosby.
BING: Merry Christmas, Leon.
Hey!
♪ Happy holiday Happy holiday ♪ ♪ While the merry bells keep ringing ♪ ♪ Happy holiday to you ♪ BING: Man, that must be your key.
FRANK: This is my ballpark.
BING: You want to grab the drape there, Leon?
LEON: Yes, sir.
Yes, sir.
BING: Get the skimmer.
FRANK: Say, I see you came up with a few things.
BING: Oh, I feel very expansive this season.
FRANK: Mmm, you going like a sober sailor.
Say, I'’ll bet this is a recording.
BING: Yes sir, one of my records.
That'’s called Christmas Sing With Bing.
It'’s beautiful Christmas music from all over the world.
I thought maybe you'’d like to slip it among your collection of records there, the hot, cold and folding hi-fi.
FRANK: Thanks a lot, it might just break the monotony there.
Incidentally, here'’s a bit of an album, an LP for you, too.
BING: Oh, how nice.
FRANK: It'’s A Jolly Christmas, the jolly group of Christmas songs by me.
BING: Oh thank you, I shall treasure it always.
FRANK: You'’ll play it too, won'’t you?
BING: Oh yes, I'’ll play it immediately I get home.
Privately so I can gnash my teeth.
(CHUCKLES) FRANK: What have we here, pray tell?
BING: That?
That'’s a long playing pizza pie.
FRANK: Oh, well it won'’t play long around this shack.
BING: That'’s a big item around here?
FRANK: Are you kidding?
It runs second to meatballs.
BING: Well you'’re gonna roll out some later, aren'’t you?
Warm up a few?
FRANK: You'’re a cinch.
Uh, Bingo could I offer you a little toddy?
BING: Ah, a little toddy for the body might just take the chill off.
What are you featuring here tonight, Frank?
FRANK: Ooh, I got some fine jazz.
BING: Ooh, it looks clever.
Funny thing, I keep hearing bells all day.
FRANK: Well naturally, everybody does this time of the year.
BING: What do you say we get aboard the sleigh, eh?
FRANK: Here we go.
♪ O jingle bells, jingle bells ♪ ♪ Jingle all the way ♪ ♪ Oh what fun it is to ride ♪ ♪ In a one horse open sleigh ♪ ♪ Jingle bells, jingle bells ♪ ♪ Jingle all the way ♪ ♪ O what fun it is to ride ♪ ♪ In a one horse open sleigh ♪ BING: Grab the verse.
♪ Dashing through the snow ♪ BING: Yeah!
♪ In a one horse open sleigh ♪ ♪ O'’er the fields we go ♪ FRANK: Mmm-hmmm ♪ laughing all the way ♪ ♪ While the bells on bobtails ring ♪ BING: Tell me about it.
♪ Making spirits bright ♪ ♪ What fun it is to ride and sing ♪ ♪ A sleighing song tonight ♪ ♪ O jingle bells, jingle bells ♪ ♪ Jingle all the way ♪ ♪ O what fun it is to ride ♪ ♪ In a one horse open sleigh ♪ BING: Isn'’t this a lot of fun?
♪ Jingle bells, jingle bells ♪ ♪ Jingle all the way ♪ ♪ O what fun it is to ride in a one horse ♪ ♪ Open sleigh ♪ ♪ (GLASSES CLINK) BING: What'’s going on in the tub here?
We gonna bob for apples?
FRANK: Oh, no.
This is a Christmas bowl, not Halloween.
It'’s an old English wassail bowl.
BING: Oh.
(SLURPS) That ought to bring up the volume a little.
FRANK: Hmm, you will sing like a bird.
BING: High ho the holly, the life most jolly.
FRANK: You know that this recipe'’s hundreds of years old?
BING: Is that so?
Well I toast the long line of tipplers who have perpetuated such a noble tradition.
FRANK: I'’m fond of drinkers myself.
Oh, they had a wonderful time in merry old England.
BING: Didn'’t they though?
FRANK: Did you ever wish that you'’d been around in those days?
BING: Mmm, yes, maybe for just one festive evening.
FRANK: That'’s about all it would last, by the way.
♪ Here we come a'’wandering so fair to be seen ♪ FRANK: Hmm.
Should we check the action out there?
BING: Yeah, let'’s join '’em.
♪ And God bless you ♪ ♪ And lend you a happy new year ♪ ♪ And God send you a happy new year ♪ BING: You see what I see here?
FRANK: Sure, that goes with the wassail bowl.
BING: Just had a little sip.
(FRANK LAUGHS) ♪ Deck the halls with boughs of holly ♪ ♪ Fa, la, la, la, la la, la, la, la ♪ ♪ '’Tis the season to be jolly ♪ ♪ Fa, la, la, la, la la, la, la, la ♪ ♪ Don we now our gay apparel ♪ ♪ Fa, la, la, la, la, la la, la, la ♪ ♪ Troll the ancient yuletide carol ♪ ♪ Fa, la, la, la, la la, la, la, la ♪ ♪ See the blazing yule before us ♪ ♪ Fa, la, la, la, la la, la, la, la ♪ ♪ Strike the harp and join the chorus ♪ ♪ Fa, la, la, la, la la, la, la, la ♪ ♪ Follow me in merry measure ♪ ♪ Fa, la, la, la, la, la la, la, la ♪ ♪ While I tell of yuletide treasure ♪ ♪ Fa, la, la, la, la la, la, la, la ♪ ♪ Fast away the old year passes ♪ ♪ Fa, la, la, la, la la, la, la, la ♪ ♪ Hail the new ye lads and lasses ♪ ♪ Fa, la, la, la, la la, la, la, la ♪ ♪ Sing we joyous all together ♪ ♪ Fa, la, la, la, la, la la, la, la ♪ ♪ Heedless of the wind and weather ♪ ♪ Fa, la, la, la, la la, la, la, la ♪ (APPLAUSE) ♪ God rest ye merry gentlemen ♪ ♪ Let nothing you dismay ♪ ♪ Remember Christ our Savior ♪ ♪ Was born on Christmas Day ♪ ♪ To save us all from Satan'’s power ♪ ♪ When we were gone astray ♪ ♪ O tidings ♪ ♪ Of comfort and joy ♪ ♪ Comfort and joy ♪ ♪ O tidings ♪ ♪ Of comfort and joy ♪ ♪ From God our Heavenly Father ♪ ♪ A blessed angel came ♪ ♪ And unto certain shepherds ♪ ♪ Brought tidings of the same ♪ ♪ How that in Bethlehem was born ♪ ♪ The son of God by name ♪ ♪ O tidings of comfort and joy ♪ BING: Tiny Tim.
FRANK: Mr. Micawber.
♪ Comfort and joy ♪ ♪ O tidings ♪ ♪ Of comfort and joy ♪ ♪ Hark!
The herald angels sing ♪ ♪ Glory to the newborn king!
♪ ♪ Peace on Earth and mercy mild ♪ ♪ God and sinners reconciled!
♪ ♪ Joyful all ye nations rise ♪ ♪ Join the triumph of the skies ♪ ♪ With th'’ angelic host proclaim ♪ ♪ Christ is born in Bethlehem!
♪ ♪ Hark!
The herald angels sing ♪ ♪ Glory to the newborn king!
♪ ♪ Christ by high is heaven adored ♪ ♪ Christ the everlasting Lord ♪ ♪ Late in time behold him come ♪ ♪ Offspring of the favored one ♪ ♪ Veiled in flesh the Godhead see ♪ ♪ Hail the incarnate Deity ♪ ♪ Pleased as Man with men to dwell ♪ ♪ Jesus our Emmanuel ♪ ♪ Hark!
The herald angels sing ♪ ♪ Glory to the newborn king!
♪ (APPLAUSE) ♪ Oh come all ye faithful ♪ ♪ Joyful and triumphant ♪ ♪ O come ye ♪ ♪ O come ye ♪ ♪ To Bethlehem ♪ ♪ Come and behold him ♪ ♪ Born the king of angels ♪ ♪ O come let us adore him ♪ ♪ O come let us adore him ♪ ♪ O come let us adore him ♪ ♪ Christ the Lord ♪ ♪ Sing choirs of angels ♪ ♪ Sing in exultation ♪ ♪ O sing all ye citizens ♪ ♪ Of heaven above ♪ ♪ Glory to God ♪ ♪ In the highest glory ♪ ♪ O come let us adore him ♪ ♪ O come let us adore him ♪ ♪ O come let us adore him ♪ ♪ Christ ♪ ♪ The Lord ♪ BOTH: Merry Christmas, everybody.
FRANK: Merry Christmas.
BING: Merry Christmas.
♪ The first Noel ♪ ♪ The angels did say ♪ ♪ Was to certain poor shepherds ♪ ♪ In fields as they lay ♪ BING: Hey, for a couple of kibitzers we did all right, didn'’t we?
FRANK: Yes, sir.
Not only did we come up with the goodies, but we got a little spend money.
Looky here.
BING: What was the grab?
What'’d we get?
FRANK: Two shillings and a tuppence.
Uh, uh, uh, uh.
BING: Oh, you gonna be the treasurer, eh?
FRANK: I'’ll handle all the loot.
BING: Let'’s keep a record of it for tax purposes, brother.
FRANK: Yes, sir.
Isn'’t it wonderful?
That singing will go on all night long.
BING: Frank, that kind of singing will go on forever.
FRANK: Yeah, you'’re so right.
It'’s pretty, lovely.
(CHORUS VOCALIZING) Here'’s one I used to sing around the house when I was a little boy, Bing.
♪ It came upon ♪ ♪ The midnight clear ♪ ♪ That glorious song ♪ ♪ Of old ♪ ♪ From angels bending ♪ ♪ Near the Earth ♪ ♪ To touch ♪ ♪ Their harps of gold ♪ ♪ Peace on the Earth ♪ ♪ Good will to men ♪ ♪ From heaven'’s ♪ ♪ All-gracious king ♪ ♪ The world in solemn ♪ ♪ Stillness lay ♪ ♪ To hear ♪ ♪ The angels sing ♪ ♪ Above its sad ♪ ♪ And lowly plains ♪ ♪ They bend ♪ ♪ On hovering wing ♪ ♪ The world in solemn ♪ ♪ Stillness lay ♪ ♪ To hear ♪ ♪ The angels sing ♪ ♪ BING: Oh that'’s lovely, Frank.
Really nice.
'’Course we always had a favorite around our house, too.
♪ ♪ Away in a manger ♪ ♪ No crib for a bed ♪ ♪ The little Lord Jesus ♪ ♪ Lay down his sweet head ♪ ♪ The stars in the sky ♪ ♪ Looked down where he lay ♪ ♪ The little Lord Jesus ♪ ♪ Asleep on the hay ♪ ♪ The cattle are lowing ♪ ♪ The poor baby wakes ♪ ♪ But little Lord Jesus ♪ ♪ No crying he makes ♪ ♪ I love thee, Lord Jesus ♪ ♪ Look down from the sky ♪ ♪ And stay by my cradle ♪ ♪ '’Till morning ♪ ♪ Is nigh ♪ ♪ FRANK: Yeah, I remember that one, Bing.
Here'’s a lovely one.
Goes well in a duet, come on up and join me.
BING: Fine.
♪ ♪ Oh little town of Bethlehem ♪ ♪ How still we see thee lie ♪ ♪ Above thy deep and dreamless sleep ♪ ♪ The silent stars go by ♪ ♪ Yet in thy dark streets shineth ♪ ♪ The everlasting light ♪ ♪ The hopes and fears ♪ ♪ Of all the years ♪ ♪ Are met in thee ♪ ♪ Tonight ♪ ♪ BING: Well now, looky here.
Isn'’t this elegant?
FRANK: It'’s very grand.
And you know what?
BING: What?
FRANK: I arranged this little gizmo myself.
BING: Hmm, Hedda Hopper would wear it, wouldn'’t she?
(BOTH LAUGHING) Well listen, looks like you'’re planning an intimate supper here for later on, eh?
FRANK: Oh, indeed I am.
BING: Well in that case I'’d better fade out.
FRANK: No, no, no, no, no, no.
BING: Well you'’re not planning on me for supper, are you?
FRANK: Who else?
BING: Well I thought maybe you'’d have... FRANK: Me have a date, did you think?
Heavens to Betsy, no.
BING: Oh, no.
That doesn'’t hardly figure.
I'’ve never been entertained so lavishly though before in my life.
You sure it'’s for me?
FRANK: It'’s all for you, positively.
BING: Oh but this is too much, Frank.
You could have just well, some suds and zwieback in the kitchen would have sufficed for old Bing.
FRANK: No, you know that I go all the way.
BING: Well this is certainly a switch.
FRANK: You go and relax for a few minutes.
Food will be ready in a few minutes.
BING: Christmas songs, huh?
FRANK: Oh, there are a whole batch of '’em in there.
BING: Look here, "Rudolph the Red-Nosed Reindeer."
FRANK: I remember that.
Great song.
BING: Man, I sang that a jillion times on the radio.
FRANK: Why don'’t you wing it now?
BING: Think I should?
FRANK: Sure.
BING: Fine.
♪ Rudolph the Red- Nosed Reindeer ♪ ♪ Had a very shiny nose ♪ ♪ And if you ever saw it ♪ ♪ Well, you'’d have to say it glows ♪ ♪ All of the other reindeer ♪ ♪ Used to laugh and call him names ♪ ♪ They wouldn'’t let poor Rudolph ♪ ♪ Play in any reindeer games ♪ ♪ Then one foggy Christmas Eve ♪ ♪ Santa came to say ♪ ♪ Rudolph, with your nose so bright ♪ ♪ Won'’t you guide my sleigh tonight?
♪ ♪ Then how the reindeer loved him ♪ ♪ And they shouted out with glee ♪ ♪ Rudolph the Red- Nose Reindeer ♪ ♪ Going down in history!
♪ ♪ O Rudolph ♪ ♪ What a shiner ♪ ♪ Brightens up the whole darn sky ♪ ♪ O Rudolph ♪ ♪ Looks like a miner ♪ ♪ Prancing across the sky ♪ (BING VOCALIZING) FRANK: Yeah.
BING: Say, I bet there'’s a couple in here you could wing, Frank.
FRANK: Well heave it here and I'’ll give it a whirl.
Yeah.
Say, that was very bright, old man.
Ah here'’s one that most kids like, and this kid does, too.
Stand by.
♪ You better watch out You better not cry ♪ ♪ Better not pout I'’m telling you why ♪ ♪ Santa Claus is coming to town ♪ ♪ He'’s making a list ♪ ♪ And checking it twice ♪ ♪ He'’s gonna find out who'’s naughty and nice ♪ ♪ Santa Claus is coming to town ♪ ♪ He 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 ♪ ♪ O you better watch out, you better not cry ♪ ♪ Better not pout I'’m telling you why ♪ ♪ Santa Claus is coming to town ♪ ♪ He sees you when you'’re sleeping ♪ ♪ He knows when you'’re awake ♪ ♪ He knows if you'’ve been bad or good ♪ ♪ So be good, be good for goodness sake ♪ ♪ You better watch out, you better not cry ♪ ♪ You better not pout I'’m telling you why ♪ ♪ Santa Claus is coming to town ♪ ♪ Yes, he'’s on his way ♪ ♪ He'’s got toys all over the sleigh ♪ ♪ Santa ♪ ♪ Is coming to town ♪ ♪ Where'’d you go?
Oh, you'’re a pretty sneaky listener, you are.
BING: Say, you had Santa Claus really bouncing there, didn'’t you?
FRANK: He was leaping.
BING: You know, Frank?
I was thinking with this fire and everything, we ought to take a swing at The Christmas Song.
FRANK: Christmas Song?
BING: Yeah, you know... ♪ Chestnuts roasting on an open fire ♪ FRANK: Wonderful song ♪ Jack Frost nipping at your nose ♪ BING: That'’s the kid.
♪ Yuletide carols ♪ ♪ Being sung by a choir ♪ ♪ And folks dressed up like Eskimos ♪ ♪ Everybody knows ♪ ♪ A turkey and some mistletoe ♪ ♪ Helps to make the season bright ♪ ♪ Tiny tots ♪ ♪ With their eyes all aglow ♪ ♪ Will find it hard to sleep tonight ♪ ♪ They know that Santa'’s on his way ♪ BING: Old Nick'’s coming, yeah.
♪ He'’s loaded lots of toys and goodies ♪ ♪ On the sleigh ♪ ♪ And every mother'’s child ♪ ♪ Is gonna spy ♪ ♪ To see if reindeer ♪ ♪ Really know how to fly ♪ ♪ And so we'’re offering ♪ ♪ This simple phrase ♪ ♪ To kids from one to 92 ♪ ♪ Although it'’s been said ♪ ♪ Many times, many ways ♪ ♪ Merry Christmas ♪ ♪ To you ♪ ♪ ♪ I'’m dreaming ♪ ♪ Of a white Christmas ♪ ♪ Just like the ones ♪ ♪ I used to know ♪ ♪ Where the tree tops glisten ♪ ♪ And children listen ♪ ♪ To hear ♪ ♪ Sleigh bells 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 Christmases be white ♪ BING: Well don'’t just stand there.
♪ I'’m dreaming of a white ♪ ♪ Christmas ♪ ♪ With every Christmas card ♪ ♪ I write ♪ ♪ May your days ♪ ♪ Be merry and bright ♪ ♪ And may all ♪ ♪ Your Christmases ♪ ♪ Be white ♪ FRANK: Merry Christmas, Bing.
BING: Merry Christmas, Frank.
BOTH: Merry Christmas, everybody.
(BELLS CHIMING) ♪ May your days ♪ ♪ Be merry ♪ ♪ And bright ♪ ♪ And may all ♪ ♪ Your Christmases ♪ ♪ Be white ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪
