I may not have a thing at allExcept for

Writer(s): Gershwin/GershwinThe odds were a hundred to one against meThe world

Chicago, that toddling townChicago, Chicago, I will show you

When you're all aloneAll the children grownAnd, like starlings, flown awayIt

Moon River, wider than a mileI'm crossin' you in style somedayOh,

Would you like to swing on a starCarry moonbeams home in

Gonna take a sentimental journeyGonna set my heart at easeGonna make

Take me, I'm yours if you'll take me, I want you

The one I love belongs to somebody elseShe means her tender

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

Hark! the herald angels sing"Glory to the newborn King!Peace on earth,

bride, another JuneAnother sunny honeymoonAnother season, another reasonFor makin'

got the world on a stringSitting on a rainbowGot the

tables are emptyThe dance floor's desertedYou play the same

Somewhere in your heartTry to save a place for meSomewhere in

Deck the halls with boughs of hollyFa-la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la'Tis the season to

yourself a merry little ChristmasLet your heart be lightNext

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

Just you, just meLet's find a cozy spot to cuddle and

They call you lady luckBut there is room for doubtAt times