I was seventeenIt was a very good yearIt was

You might have belonged to anotherWe might never have metYou might

Song sung blue, everybody knows oneSong sung blue, every garden grows

call you Lady LuckBut there is room for doubtAt times,

Biltmore garage wants a grandBut we ain't got a grand

day you turn around and it's summerNext day you

the wind was green at the start of the

got the horse right hereThe name is Paul RevereAnd here's

Frank the weather outside is frightfulBut the fire is

dreaming of a white ChristmasJust like the ones I used

There'll be a hot timeIn the town of BerlinWhen the Yanks

Come out, come out wherever you areI know, I know you're

tale, my favorite fairy taleIs the one I live

I'm gonna live till I dieI'm gonna laugh 'stead of cryI'm

I Couldn't Care Less()Balmy breezes are blowing - each star in

bucks in the hot sunI fought the Jews and uh

If I could be with you, I'd love you strongIf I

Isn't she lovely, isn't she wonderful?Isn't she precious, less than one

I'm a fool to want youI'm a fool to want youTo

Let me love you tonight, let me tell you how much