Uploaded on Dec 18, 2008
GOOD KING WENCELAS LOOKED OUT
ON THE FEAST OF STEPHEN, HO !
AS THE SLOW RAY ROUND ABOUT
DEEP AND CRISP AND CRISPY.
BRIGHTLY SHOW THE BOOT LAST NIGHT
ON THE MOSSTY CRUEL.
HENRY HALL AND DAVID LLOYD,
BETTY GRABLE TOO-OO-OO.
Hello. This is John speaking, with his voice. We are all very happy to be able to talk to you like this, on this little bit of plastic. This record reaches you at the end of a really gear year for us, and it's all due to you.
When we made our first record on Parlophone, towards the end of 1962, we hoped everybody would like what had already been our type of music for several years, but we had no idea of all the gear things in store for us.
It all happened, really, when Please Please me became a No.1 hit and after all that well...
Our biggest thrill of the year? Topping the bill at the London Palladium, and then a couple of days later being invited to take part in the Royal Variety Show.
This time last year we were all dead chuffed as Love Me Do got in the charts, and we can't believe really that so many things have happened in between, already!
Just before I pass you over to Paul I'd like to say thank you to all the Beatle People who have written to me during the year, and everyone who send me gifts and cards for my birthday - which I am trying to forget - in October. Id love to reply personally to everyone, but I just haven't enough pens!
In the meantime... Garry Crimble to you/Garry Crimble to you/Garry Bable, Dear Christmas/Happy birthday me too!
This is Paul here. Everything that John said goes for me, too. Specially the bit about birthday cards and parcels,'cause all our way homes and offices got stacks of mail last June, when it was my birthday.
We're all dead pleased by the way you've treated us in 1963, and we'll try to do everything we can to please you with the type of songs we write and record next year.
Oh yes! Somebody asked if we still like jelly babies. Well, we used to like them. In fact we loved them and we said so, you see. Ever since then, we've been getting them in boxes, packets and crates.
Anyway we've gone right off jelly babies! But we still like peppermint cream, chocolate drops, dolly mixtures and all sort of things, dont we? (Chorus of the rest of the Beatles!)
Well, lots of people asked us what we enjoy best - concerts and television or recording. We like doing stage shows because, you know, it's great to hear au audience enjoying themselves. But the thing we like best is going in to the recording studio to make new records - which is what we've been doing all day before we started on this message.
i'll finish by wishing everybody Happy Crimble and a Merry New Year, and especially all the ones who have paid their subscriptions!
(''Good King Wenceslas'' sung in mock German by John)
JA, DAS WIRD UNS DANKE SCHON
UND DENN GRUSS VON EVEN.
JA, DENN GRUSS VON EVEN SCHON
JA, DAS WIRD WUNDERSCHON, BOY,
JA, RINGO !
Hello, Ringo here. As you know, I was the last member to join the Beatles. I started to play drums in the group in 1962 but I've been with a lot of other groups. Merry Happy New Year, folks. (Oh, just wish the people a merry, happy, go on, for Christmas, Christmas)
Merry, Happy New Year, and folks, Happy Christmas and may, may everything you wish be granted.
(Sing, sing us Wenceslas, King Wenceslas)
KING WENCESLAS :
WELL, GOOD KING WENCESLAS LOOKED OUT (oh ho !)
ON THE FEAST OF STEPHEN. (hey !)
WHEN THE SNOW WAS ON THE GROUND, (yeah !)
DEEP AND CRISP AND EVEN. (oh yeah !)
George : Nobody else has said anything yet about our fan club secretaries, Anne Collingham and Bettina Rose, not to mention Freda Kelly in Liverpool (Everybody shouts 'Good old Freda!'), so on behalf of us all I'd to say a big thank you for the hard work the've done.
We just hope we can go on pleasing you for a long time, because it's your reaction to our records that really matters.
George launches into : ''Brightly was the shone that night/Through the winter cruel/When a pork pie came in sight/Gathering winter gru-oo-el''.
The next item is Ricky The Red-Nosed Ringo - which ends in a chaos of laughter and then a warm, sincere message from all The Beatles : ''Merry Christmas, everybody!''