The Song Is Ended, But The Melody

In Your Easter Bonnet, With All The Frills Upon It, You'll Be The Grandest Lady In The Easter Parade.

Lord Help The Mister That Comes Between Me And My Sister.

God Bless America, Land That I Love.

We Got To Keep On Being A Success.

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.