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Stories For Christmas

by Various Artists
29 SONGS
Oct 2020
High above the city on a tall column, stood the statue of the Happy Prince…
Bing Crosby
Far away, far away in a little street there is a poor house…
Bing Crosby
When day broke, he flew down to the river and had a bath…
Bing Crosby
In the square below there stands a little Match Girl…
Bing Crosby
So the swallow flew over the great city…
Bing Crosby
Leaf after leaf of the fine gold the swallow picked off…
Bing Crosby
Then the snow came…
Bing Crosby
Early the next morning, the Mayor was walking in the Square below…
Bing Crosby
'Bring me the two most precious things in the city,' said God to one of his angels…
Bing Crosby
"God rest ye merry gentlemen" [Ebenezer Scrooge]
Ronald Colman, Fred Mackaye, Eric Snowden, Victor Young & Ken Darby
"Quickly I made myself ready for bed" [Marley's Ghost]
Ronald Colman, Lou Merrill, Victor Young & Ken Darby
"There at my bedside" [First Spirit]
Ronald Colman, Hans Conried, Duane Thompson, Victor Young & Ken Darby
"Wake up, man!" [Second Spirit]
Ronald Colman, Cy Kendall, Eric Snowden, Heather Thatcher, Barbara Jean Wong, Victor Young & Ken Darby
"And looking up, I beheld" [Third Spirit]
Ronald Colman, Gale Gordon, Fred Mackaye, Ferdinand Munier, Eric Snowden, Stephen Muller, Victor Young & Ken Darby
"I have the highest pleasure" [The Pickwickians set off to visit Mr. Wardle]
Charles Laughton
"But if they were cheerful and happy outside the house" [At the farm]
Charles Laughton
"We're all ready, I believe" [The dance]
Charles Laughton
The same winter sun that dances on the northern snow...
Bing Crosby
You see, Pablo, once upon a Christmas eve there was a small donkey…
Bing Crosby
Well, it was early afternoon when the small boy and his small donkey went through the town gates…
Bing Crosby
Well, the little boy and the little donkey left the marketplace, Pablo…
Bing Crosby
And so, Pablo, The Small One passed through the town gates…
Bing Crosby
Once upon a time of many, many years ago…
Loretta Young
But at length and at last, he slowly approached the doorway…
Loretta Young
And then in all those timeless days that followed…
Loretta Young
The angels, dark angels, the seraphim, the cherubim…
Loretta Young
A small, rough, unsightly box…
Loretta Young
The littlest angel wept hot, bitter tears…
Loretta Young
Then suddenly, the voice of God, like divine music, rose through Paradise..
Loretta Young