What is America to meA name, a map, or a flag

George speaking:Hey Frances, I don't know about you butI kinda need

Don't you know I'd work for you, I'd slave for youBe

A day in the life of a foolA sad and a

my love, there will be songs to singAlthough the snow

Once I had a secret loveThat lived within the heart of

Would you like to swing on a starCarry moonbeams home in

be seeing youIn all the old familiar placesThat this

I'm falling under your spellAnd if you could speak, what

wants to be a flashy flunkies

So long, my love, goodbye, farewell, adieuSo long, my love, it's

took each word she said as gospel truthThe way a

I'll be loving you alwaysWith a love that's true, alwaysWhen the

torch I carry is handsomeIt's worth its heartache in ransomAnd

I don't know why I love you like I doI don't

Yeah, like I said that knowledge can mess up your life

Summer, you old Indian SummerYou're the tear that comes after June-time's

(F. Sinatra/J. Herron/J. Wolf)I'm a fool to want you, I'm a

I snore in my sleep, I'm always late for dinnerAnd my

They call you lady luckBut there is room for doubtAt times