Blue skies, smilin' at meNothin' but blues skies do I seeBluebirds

was Boston, I was VegasShe was crepe suzette, I

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

There will be another song for meFor I will sing itThere

As I approach the prime of my lifeI find I have

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

Would you like to swing on a starCarry moonbeams home in

More than the greatest love the world has knownThis is the

Take it from me, don't be a do-badder upDo-badder up, do

Oh, it's a long, long time from May to DecemberBut the

just a garden in the rainClose to a little

You're always in a great big hurry, grab a kiss and

fingers in my hairThat sly come-hither stareThat strips my conscience

careful, it's my heartIt's not my watch you're holding,

of the border, down Mexico wayThat's where I fell

have heard among this clanYou are called the forgotten

You don't laugh anymore, when we're aloneYou don't talk quite as

Love laughs at a kingKings don't mean a thingOn the street

Sunbeams are gently fading, slowly fadingAnd birds are waiting to do

a fool to want youI’m a fool to want