She walks like an angel walksShe talks like an angel talksAnd

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

You better watch outYou better not cryYou better not poutI'm telling

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

is the sky before the sun wakes upEmpty is the

is just a little samba, built upon a single noteOther

time you're foundWith your chin on the groundThere a lot

The dream I'm building is Early AmericanSomething that won't go out

Love is a many-splendored thingIt's the April rose that only grows

keep goin' your wayI'll keep goin' my way (I'll

Just friendsLovers no moreJust friendsBut not like beforeTo think of what

Here we all work 'long the MississippiHere we all work while

There was a moon out in spaceBut a cloud drifted over

olden days a glimpse of stockingWas looked on as something

got the world on a stringSitting on a rainbowGot the

It's the right kind of love, it's the right kind of

Hey, Pearl, what's bugging you, girl?(Too much knowledge, Frank, too much

Come out, come out wherever you areI know, I know you're

Some time ago, I wandered down into old MexicoWhile I was

happens every spring, the world is young againWhere children