Transcribed from Bing Crosby; recorded 9/27/1929.
From: Can't
Help Lovin' That Man; Art Deco Columbia Legacy CK 52855.
The silvery moon finds me alone
tonight,
With only thoughts of you;
The little stars are twinkling
oh, so bright;
No wonder I am blue.
Like a ray of sun with flaring light,
You have brought the love that's
burning;
The happy spell of you now holds
me tight;
For you I keep on yearning.
Gay love, with your heart I will
play, love,
Until you come my way, love,
I'll be waiting for you.
Your love, is the kind I adore,
love,
Something worth living for, love,
Every word, dear, is true.
Your magic arms are always haunting,
Wanting you near to me,
Your fiery eyes are so entrancing,
glancing, romancing!
Gay love, won't you promise and
say, love,
You will be mine someday, love,
And that you love me true!
Your magic arms are always haunting,
Wanting you near to me,
Your fiery eyes are so entrancing,
glancing, romancing!
Gay love, won't you promise and
say, love,
You will be mine someday, love,
And that you love me true!
Published 3/23/99.
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