by Judy Garland on album Meet Me In St. Louis (Original Soundtrack Recording)
Have yourself a merry little Christmas Let your heart be light Next year all our troubles will be out of sight Have yourself a merry little Christmas Make the yuletide gay Next year all our troubles
by Judy Garland on album Meet Me in St. Louis (The Best Songs from the Motion 'Meet Me in St. Louis')
Have yourself a merry little Christmas Let your heart be light Next year all our troubles will be out of sight Have yourself a merry little Christmas Make the yuletide gay Next year all our troubles
by Judy Garland on album In the Good Old Summertime, A Star Is Born, Meet Me in St. Louis Louis (Original Film Soundtracks)
Have yourself a merry little Christmas Let your heart be light Next year all our troubles will be out of sight Have yourself a merry little Christmas Make the yule-tide gay Next year all our troubles
by Judy Garland on album Miscellaneous
When Louis came home to the flat He hung up his coat and his hat He gazed all around, but no wifey he found So he said, "Where can Flossie be at?" A note on the table he spied He read it just once, t
by Judy Garland on album Over the Rainbow
When Louis came home to the flat, He hung up his coat and his hat, He gazed all around But no wifey he found So he said "Where can Flossy be at" A note on the table he spied He read it just once then
by Judy Garland on album Our Love Affair
When Louis came home to the flat, He hung up his coat and his hat, He gazed all around But no wifey he found So he said "Where can Flossy be at" A note on the table he spied He read it just once then
by Judy Garland on album All Judy - 50 Songs
When Louis came home to the flat, He hung up his coat and his hat, He gazed all around But no wifey he found So he said "Where can Flossy be at" A note on the table he spied He read it just once then
by Judy Garland on album The Great Vocalists of Jazz & Entertainment: I'm Nobody's Baby
When Louis came home to the flat, He hung up his coat and his hat, He gazed all around But no wifey he found So he said "Where can Flossy be at" A note on the table he spied He read it just once then
by Judy Garland on album A Taste of Cocktail Hour
When Louis came home to the flat He hung up his coat and his hat He gazed all around but no wifey he found So he said, "Where can Flossie be at?" A note on the table he spied He read it just once, th
by Judy Garland on album 50 Original Film Soundtracks: The Best Songs: No. 1
When Louis came home to the flat, He hung up his coat and his hat He gazed all around, So he said, "Where could Flossy be at?" A note on the table he spied He read it just once, then he cried It read
by Meet Me In St. Louis on album Silver Rocket SR100
Scratched vinyl, and a live audience We're sat in traffic, shout your mouth off Shot to pieces, don't just stand there As we bubble away un-noticed Sadly im not coin operated Kiss and make up, same a
by Meet Me In St. Louis on album Variations on Swing
The screen, it's talking in chorus At least it's being honest There must be something... Something... To get my teeth into, to get my teeth into Are you getting this? Are you getting this? Ages ago, I
by The St. Louis Jesuits on album May We Praise You, Vol. 2
I, the Lord of sea and sky, I have heard My people cry. All who dwell in dark and sin, My hand will save. I who made the stars of night, I will make their darkness bright. Who will bear My light to th
by Meet Me In St. Louis on album Miscellaneous
Clang, clang, clang, went the trolley Ding, ding, ding, went the bell Zing, zing, zing, went my heartstrings As we started for Huntington Dell Chug, chug, chug, went the motor Bump, bump, bump, went
by Judy Garland on album Miscellaneous
Have yourself a merry little Christmas Let your heart be light Next year all our troubles will be Out of sight Have yourself a merry little Christmas Make the yuletide gay Next year all our troubles
by Judy Garland on album Miscellaneous
With my high starched collar And my high topped shoes And my hair Piled high upon my head I went to lose a jolly Hour on the Trolley And lost my heart instead With his light brown derby And his brig