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Let It Snow! Let It Snow! Let It Snow! (with The B. Swanson Quartet)

Frank Sinatra

Christmas: Classic

941 604 Shazams

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ИСПОЛНИТЕЛИ
Frank Sinatra
Frank Sinatra
Ведущий вокал
The B. Swanson Quartet
The B. Swanson Quartet
Исполнитель
Axel Stordahl
Axel Stordahl
Дирижер
Al Richman
Al Richman
Саксофон
Arnold Eidus
Arnold Eidus
Скрипка
Bernard Kaufman
Bernard Kaufman
Саксофон
Bill Rank
Bill Rank
Тромбон
Dale McMickle
Dale McMickle
Труба
Elaine Vito Ricci
Elaine Vito Ricci
Арфа
Frank Carroll
Frank Carroll
Бас
George Arus
George Arus
Тромбон
George Forbes
George Forbes
Фортепиано
George Polikian
George Polikian
Виолончель
Harold Feldman
Harold Feldman
Саксофон
Harold Furmansky
Harold Furmansky
Альт
Harry Hoffman
Harry Hoffman
Скрипка
Herman Schertzer
Herman Schertzer
Саксофон
John Barrows
John Barrows
Валторна
Johnny Bowers
Johnny Bowers
Барабаны
Johnny Owens
Johnny Owens
Труба
Julius Brand
Julius Brand
Скрипка
Julius Held
Julius Held
Скрипка
Manny Gershman
Manny Gershman
Саксофон
Matty Golizio
Matty Golizio
Гитара
Maurice Hershaft
Maurice Hershaft
Скрипка
Roland Dupont
Roland Dupont
Тромбон
Solomon Deutsch
Solomon Deutsch
Альт
Yank Lawson
Yank Lawson
Труба
Zelly Smirnoff
Zelly Smirnoff
Скрипка
МУЗЫКА И СЛОВА
Sammy Cahn
Sammy Cahn
Тексты песен
Jule Styne
Jule Styne
Композитор
Axel Stordahl
Axel Stordahl
Аранжировщик
ПРОДЮСЕРЫ И ЗВУКОРЕЖИССЕРЫ
Axel Stordahl
Axel Stordahl
Продюсер

Слова

Oh, the weather outside is frightful But the fire is so delightful Since we've no place to go Let it snow, let it snow, let it snow It doesn't show signs of stopping And I brought some corn for popping The lights are turned down low Let it snow, let it snow, let it snow When we finally kiss goodnight How I'll hate going out in the storm But if you'll really hold me tight All the way home I'll be warm The fire is slowly dying And my dear, we're still goodbying As long as you love me so Let it snow, let it snow, let it snow He doesn't care if it's in below He's sitting by the fire's gloosy glow He don't care about the cold and the winds that blow He just says, let it snow, let it snow, let it snow Let it snow Ooh, wee, goes the storm Why should he worry when he's nice and warm? His gal by his side and the lights turned low He just says, let it snow, let it snow I don't care The weather outside is frightful But that fire is, mmm, delightful Since we've no place to go Let it snow, let it snow, let it snow It doesn't show signs of stopping And I brought lots of corn for popping The lights are way down low So, let it snow, let it snow, let it snow Let it snow When we finally say goodnight How I'll hate going out in the storm But if you'll only hold me tight All the way home I'll be warm The fire is slowly dying And my dear, we're still goodbying Long as you love me so Let it snow, let it snow, let it snow
Writer(s): Sammy Cahn, Jule Styne Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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