Since you are gone. The nights are so long. I'm like a GYPSY WITHOUT A SONG. Day after day I just drift along. Just like a GYPSY WITHOUT A SONG. You were ev'ry campfire ev'ry violin.
You're "hep" to what's buzzin', cousin;. You're up on what's cookin' too. Don'tcha start relaxin', Jackson;. Show what you can do.. The Five O'clock Drag is drivin'!.
Should we keep going?. You got it. . I missed the Saturday dance. I heard they crowded the floor. It's awfully different without you. Don't get around much anymore.
Someone told someone and someone told you. But they wouldn't hurt you, not much,. Since every one spreads the story. With his own little personal touch..
Funny the way I feel now. Can't keep my feet on the ground. Ev'rything seems unreal now. When you're not around:. Day Dream why do you haunt me so. Deep in a rosy glow the face of my love you show.
In the dark of deepest night. there comes a haunting sigh. floating down from somewhere on high,. oh, what a lonely lullaby. You'll hear a symphony in blue.
While other lovers sing your praises. in phases deftly lyrical.. I'm a cat who's better at a scat song. that's satirical. In begging for your hand, sweet chick.
You're a BLACK BUTTERFLY. With your wings frayed and torn,. Laughter's your's so is scorn. As they point to you in shame.. You're a BLACK BUTTERFLY. With your wings near fire,.
Driftin' Dreamin'. In an Azure mood,. Stardust gleamin'. Thru my solitude:. Here in my seclusion,. You're a blue illusion. While I'm in this Azure interlude..
I'm goin' home. Down there among the fields of cotton,. Down where the folks have not forgotten me. I feel blue just for a little girl I'm strong for,.
Under a blanket of blue. Just you and I beneath the stars. Wrapped in the arms of sweet romance. The night is ours. . Under a blanket of blue. Let me be thrilled by all your charms.
It's not the pale moon that excites me. That thrills and delights me, oh no. It's just the nearness of you. . It isn't your sweet conversation. That brings this sensation, oh no.
The evening breeze. Caressed the trees, tenderly. The trembling trees. Embraced the breeze, tenderly. . Then you and I. Came wandering by. And lost in a sigh.
We lived our little drama. We kissed in a field of white. And stars fell on Alabama last night. I can't forget the glamour. Your eyes held a tender light.
Pennies in a stream. Falling leaves of a sycamore. Moonlight in Vermont. . Icey finger waves. Ski trails on a mountain side. Snowlight in Vermont. . Telegraph cables, they sing down the highway.
It's very clear our love is here to stay. Not for a year but ever and a day. Oh the radio and a telephone, movies that we know. May just be passing fancies and in time may go.
The weather is fright'ning. The thunder and lightning. Seem to be having their way. But as far as I'm concerned. It's a lovely day. The turn in the weather.
Stars shining bright above you. Night breezes seem to whisper "I love you". Birds singing in the sycamore trees. Dream a little dream of me. . Say nighty-night and kiss me.
Autumn in New York. Why does it seem so inviting. Autumn in New York. It spells the thrill of first nighting. . Glittering crowds and shimmering clouds.
Why can't I just let you love me. We've been working all week and it's Saturday. The weekend rolling round's like a weight off our back. You thought you'd celebrate with an ice cold 12 pack.