She walks like an angel walksShe talks like an angel talksAnd

goodnight, Irene goodnightGoodnight Irene, goodnight IreneI'll see you in my

These are the bluesNothing but bluesOh, they say some people long

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

I reached the age of forty somewhat sooner than expectedLiving at

Love laughs at a king, kings don't mean a thing on

Well the south side of ChicagoIt's the baddest part of townAnd

What'll I doWhen you are far away and I am blueWhat'll

Whenever it's early twilightI watch 'til a star breaks throughFunny, it's

cry, oh, honey, please don't be that wayClouds in

on the Ganges, my little HinduWhen I whispered love's

Don't like goodbyes, tears or sighsI'm not too good at leaving

I've no proof when people sayYou're more or less aloofBut you're

got you under my skinI've got you deep in the

creepersWhere'd you get those peepers?Jeepers creepersWhere'd you get those

All through the day I dream about the nightI dream about

Oh, they say some people long agoWere searching for a different

Don't you ever be afraid to go homeDon't ever be afraid

tale, my favorite fairy taleIs the one I live

If I should lose youThe stars would fall from the skyIf