What good are words I say to you?They can't convey to

A heart thats true, there are such thingsA dream for two,

There’s a bright golden haze on the meadowThere’s a bright golden

Sunday, Monday or Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday or FridayI want you near,

of the tree of life I just picked me

My name is Francis Albert (Francis Albert Sinatra)And I sing love

I cried the day you left me and I still don't

Love is a many-splendored thingIt's the April rose that only grows

She's a fool and don't I know itBut a fool can

Way down among BraziliansCoffee beans grow by the billionsSo they've got

of the Sun and West of the MoonWe'll build

Don't cry, joeLet her go, let her go, let her goDon't

Heaven, I'm in heavenAnd my heart beats so that I can

need your love so badlyI love you oh so

AbnerDon't marry that galEven though she's nice as she

Crazy lovePeople say I'm crazy in loveJust a foolSighing sighs to

I begged her, I pleaded, I told herBaby, come out of

By a country road wild roses grow that need my special

Have you met Dolores? She's queen of the forestHave you met

a fool to want youI’m a fool to want