Don't look so sad, I know it's overBut life goes on

Writer(s): RaposoWhen all the songs are out of tuneAnd all the

I wouldn't trade Christmas, no, no, never would IWouldn't trade Christmas,

better watch out, you better not cryYou better not pout,

summer wind, came blowin' in from across the seaIt

the wind was green at the start of the

YesterdaysYesterdaysDays I knew as happy, sweetSequestered daysOlden daysGolden daysDays of mad

Dear, this evening seemed to go so awfully fastWe had so

There may be trouble aheadBut while there's moonlight and music and

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

The night is bitterThe stars have lost their glitterThe winds grow

as I am to getting marriedI am taking this occasion

playin' at the Roxy?I'll tell you what's playin' at the

the wee small hours of the morningWhile the whole wide

quarter to threeThere's no one in the place, 'cept

The evening breeze caressed the trees tenderlyThe trembling trees embraced the

What can I do to prove it to you that I'm

It came upon the midnight clear that glorious song of oldFrom

Don't save your kisses just pass them aroundYou'll find my reason

Lullaby and good night, with roses bestrideWith lilies bedecked. 'neath Baby's