look, no crying, though she has one foot out

been to townI've walked the highways and the harbors

Would you like to swing on a starCarry moonbeams home in

We'll gather lilacs in the spring againAnd walk together down an

in New YorkWhy does it seem so invitingAutumn in

In this world of ordinary peopleExtraordinary peopleI'm glad there is youIn

Is it an earthquake or simply a shock?Is it the good

got plenty of nothin' and nothin's plenty for meI

the nightingales could sing like youThey'd sing much sweeter

I'm sorry dear, so sorry dearI'm sorry I made you cryWon't

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

It came upon the midnight clear that glorious song of oldFrom

You see a pair of laughing eyesAnd suddenly your sighing sighsYou're

On the island of StromboliRecklessly, I gave my heartOn the island

When I was a leanerI sought truth night and dayI asked

Help yourself to my heartIt's there if you care to start

left my heart in San FranciscoHigh on a hill,

If your heart's in doubt, my loveWorried about my loveThen all

Did I see moonlight and magnolia trees?Smile again, my darling, if

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