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       One of the local radio stations started its annual tradition of playing nothing but Christmas songs about two weeks ago.  So if you wanted, you could listen to a whole month worth of them.  Which is fine with me, cause I have a weakness for Christmas songs, the older and cornier the better. 

       As everyone knows, Bing is the king.  There’s White Christmas, the best selling one of all.  Bing also chimes in with the classics I’ll be Home for Christmas and It’s Beginning to look a lot like Christmas.  Right behind Bing in this musical sleigh is Gene Autry.  Gene has a whole sack full of Christmas classics, among them Here Comes Santa Claus, Up on the Rooftop, Frosty the Snowman, and his best-known song, Rudolph the Red-nosed Reindeer.  All are truly Christmas classics.

       Then there’s Holly Jolly Christmas, sung by Burl Ives.  I’ve already heard it three or four times and am still ready for more.  Dean Martin does a nice, little slightly off-kilter version of Rudolph; it’s a gas man.  And it just wouldn’t be Christmas without Santa Baby, sung by Eartha Kitt. It adds a little touch of naughty to the usual nice sentimentality of Christmas songs.  There are many more songs to come, Silver Bells, Winter Wonderland, and that old favorite The Christmas Song, also known by its first line: Chestnuts roasting over an open fire.

       Well, there’s still two weeks to go, and thus two more weeks to enjoy these holiday songs.  I still haven’t heard Blue Christmas by Elvis, but maybe tomorrow.  If you love Christmas songs, it’s your time of the year.  If not, best to change the station.

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