Sunrise over Taxco, streaking gold in the morning sky. Sunrise over Taxco, spilling dreams on the lover's eye. . Down the valley, clear cathedral bells call the.
And on that dawn just when the day was breaking,. I saw your face everywhere.. And on that morning, love was in the making,. I heard your voice, I hear music, I've no care..
She's a sunflower, she's my one flower,. She's the flower of my heart.. I was born in Kansas, Iowa, bred in Kansas,. And when I get married, I'll be wed in Kansas.
Never comb your hair, Sun-ny!. Leave the breez-es there, Sun-ny!. Let your stock-ing fall down,. For shock-ing the town is all that you do.. Smil-ing all the while, Tom-boy.
NOTE: There may well be more lyrics than this short 1: 00 version, which was broadcast on "Your Hit. Parade" in 1944. Additions from a longer version are welcome..
I'll be lovin' you, always. With a love that's true, always. When the things you've planned need a helpin' hand. I will understand always, always. . Days may not be fair, always.
Writer(s): Bergman/Bergman/Legrand. . Summer me, winter me. And with your kisses. Morning me, evening me. And as the world slips. Far away, star away.
The summer wind came blowin' in. From across the sea. It lingered there to touch your hair. And walk with me. . All summer long, we sang a song. And then we strolled that golden sand.
Why is my heart dancing? Imagine dancing!. You look at me, and suddenly it's spring.. Why do I keep sighing? not sad, just sighing,. I'm young and free, and suddenly it's spring..
Love laughs at a king, kings don't mean a thing on the street of dreams. Dreams broken in two can be made like new on the street of dreams. . Gold, silver and gold.
Don't know why. Theres no sun up in the sky. Stormy weather. Since my gal and I. Ain't together. Keeps raining all the time. . Life is bare. Gloom and misery everywhere.
Strange music in my ears,. Only now as you spoke did it start,. Strange music of the sphere,. Could its lovely hum be coming from my heart?. . You appear and I hear song sublime,.
Strangers in the night exchanging glances. . Wondering in the night. What were the chances we'd be sharing love. Before the night was through.. Something in your eyes was so inviting.
Should my heart not be humble, should my eyes fail to see,. Should my feet sometimes stumble on the way, stay with me.. Like the lamb that in springtime wandered far from fold,.
The song a robin sings. Through years of endless springs. The murmur of a brook at eventide. That ripples by a nook where two lovers hide. . A great symphonic theme.
And now the purple dusk of twilight time. steals across the meadows of my heart.. High up in the sky the little stars climb,. always reminding me that we're apart..
We lived our little drama. We kissed in a field of white. And stars fell on Alabama. Last night. . I can't forget the glamor. Your eyes held a tender light.
Writer(s): Cahn/van Heusen. . If the lady's naughty but proper. If the lady's chic-er than chic. If her escorts must wear a topper. And each man's the man of the week.
Writer(s): Nash/Weill. . Speak low when you speak, love. Our summer day withers away too soon, too soon. Speak low when you speak, love. Our moment is swift, like ships adrift, we're swept apart, too soon.
Once there was a thing called spring,. When the world was writing verses like yours and mine.. All the lads and girls would sing,. When we sat at little tables and drank May wine..