She walks like an angel walksShe talks like an angel talksAnd

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

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

And there used to be a ballpark where the field was

just a garden in the rainClose to a little

In a quaint caravan there's a lady they call the GypsyShe

Writer(s): Cahn/ChaplinThis is my first affair - please be kindHandle my

an irresistible force such as youMeets an old immovable

a fool to want youI'm a fool to want

are you?Where have you gone without me?I thought you

see your face before meCrowding my every dreamThere is

All or nothing at allHalf a love, never appealed to meIf

You better get up and do it now, you better get

I heard the bells on Christmas dayTheir old familiar carols playAnd

If I only had a match, then my cares I'd soon

Summer, you old Indian SummerYou're the tear that comes after June-time's

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

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

When I go to sleep, I never count sheep, I count

Maybe it's because the kiss you gave meTouched my heart and