album: The Columbia Years, 1943-1952, Vol. 7
You’re my girl the boys all know, you’re my girl, I’ve told them so.
You should have seen how their faces fell when they were wishing me well.
They called me a lucky guy, and I couldn’t hide a feeling of pride.
You’re my [...]
album: The Columbia Years, 1943-1952, Vol. 7
We thought that love was over, that we were really through,
I said I didn’t love her, that we’d begin anew,
And you can all believe me, we sure intended to,
But we just couldn’t say goodbye.
The chair and then the sofa, they broke [...]
album: The Columbia Years, 1943-1952, Vol. 7
I offer you the moon set in a summer sky
That is mine to give, se¤orita.
I offer you the breeze singing a lullaby,
That is mine to give, se¤orita.
I can’t bring a golden crown set with pearls and rubies rare,
But I can bring [...]
album: The Columbia Years, 1943-1952, Vol. 7
We have nothing to remember so far, so far,
So far we haven’t walked by night and shared the light of a star.
So far your heart has never fluttered so near, so near
That my own heart alone could hear it.
We haven’t gone [...]
album: The Columbia Years, 1943-1952, Vol. 7
S’ posing
Writer(s): Rasaf / Dennicker
S’ posing I should fall in love with you, do you think that you could love me too?
S’ posing I should hold you and caress you, would it impress you, or distress you?
S’ posing I should say [...]
album: The Columbia Years, 1943-1952, Vol. 7
All the boys are buzzing since I introduced my cousin Louella,
Count them by the dozen as they swarm around my cousin Louella.
The way they sigh when she walks by, you’d think she was a movie queen.
They never saw such charm before, [...]
album: The Columbia Years, 1943-1952, Vol. 7
There was a moon out in space, but a cloud drifted over its face
You kissed me and went on your way the night we called it a day
I heard the song of the spheres, like a minor lament in my ears
I [...]
album: The Columbia Years, 1943-1952, Vol. 7
Just for now, let’s call it romance, just for now, let’s take a chance,
We both know it would seem to be the real thing
That makes the bells ring, but dare we dream?
Just for now, let’s not be clever, just for now, [...]
album: The Columbia Years, 1943-1952, Vol. 7
Laura is the face in the misty light
Footsteps that you hear down the hall
The laugh that floats on a summer night
That you can never quite recall
And you see Laura on a train that is passing through
Those eyes, how familiar they seem
She [...]
album: The Columbia Years, 1943-1952, Vol. 7
I’ll make up for everything the world has done to you,
I’ll make every little dream you ever dreamed come true.
I will help you to forget you ever shed a tear,
Should dark clouds become a threat, then you’ll find me near.
We’ll share [...]
