Don't worry 'bout meI'll get alongForget about meBe happy, my loveLet's

I've seen the look - of a baby with a rattleI've

I came down from Butte, MontanaFor a little change of sceneAnd

Speak low, when you speak loveOur summer day withers away too

Where I live in the desert, it's so peaceful and warmAnd

Dressed in dreams for meYou were what I wished to seeElizabeth,

me tell 'bout a gal I knowShe's my baby

my bags are packed, I'm ready to goStanding here

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

Would you like to swing on a starCarry moonbeams home in

My thoughts go back to a heavenly danceA moment of bliss

You must remember thisA kiss is still a kissA sigh is

The snow is snowing and the wind is blowingBut I will

leaves of brown came tumbling downRemember in September in

If it's the last thing I do, I'll make you mineDarling,

are many, many crazy thingsThat will keep me loving youAnd

I could make you care if only you'd let meI could

I have but one heart, this heart I bring youI have

never smile againUntil I smile at youI'll never laugh againWhat

have got youUnder my skinI’ve got youDeep in the