When I'm not playing solitaire, I take a book down
What good is melody?
What good is music?
If it ain’t
Fare thee well land of cotton.
Cotton lisle is out of
My little brown book
With the silver binding
How it keeps reminding
They say into your early life romance came
And in this
You must take the "A"-Train
To go to sugar hill way
All too soon
We had to part
The moment you had touched
(scat intro)
My love to you I bring
On account of you
Daydream, why do you haunt me so
Deep in a rosy
You left me a horse from Texas,
A house with installments
I ran around, with my own little crowd
The usual laughs,
As I walk down the street
seems everyone I meet
gives me
In a sentimental mood
I can see the stars come through
I don't go out walking
I ain't for no talking
My baby's
