I've Flown Around The World In A Plane
I've Settled Revolutions In Spain
The North Pole I Have Charted, But I Can't Get
Started With You

Around The Golf Course I'm Under Par
And All The Movies Want Me To Star
I've Got A House, A Show Place, But I Get No
Place With You

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You're So Supreme, Lyrics I Write Of You
Scheme, Just For A Sight Of You
Dream, Both Day And Night Of You
And What Good Does It Do?

In 1929 I Sold Short
In England I'm Presented At Court
But You've Got Me Downhearted, Cause I Can't Get
Started With You

(repeat From *)


There Was A Young Man With A Horn,
Who Made All Of His Neighbors Forlorn!
He Would Play Night And Day,
In The Most Dreadful Way,
That Noisy Young Man And His Horn.

The Sound That Came Out Of That Horn
Even Chased Famished Crows From The Corn!
Until One Summer Day,
Someone Filled It With Clay,
And That Was The End Of The Horn!


It Begins To Tell,
'round Midnight, Midnight.
I Do Pretty Well, Till After Sundown,
Suppertime I'm Feelin' Sad;
But It Really Gets Bad,
'round Midnight.
Memories Always Start 'round Midnight
Haven't Got The Heart To Stand Those Memories,
When My Heart Is Still With You,
And Ol' Midnight Knows It, Too.
When A Quarrel We Had Needs Mending,
Does It Mean That Our Love Is Ending.
Darlin' I Need You, Lately I Find
You're Out Of My Heart,
And I'm Out Of My Mind.
Let Our Hearts Take Wings'
'round Midnight, Midnight
Let The Angels Sing,
For Your Returning.
Till Our Love Is Safe And Sound.
And Old Midnight Comes Around.
Feelin' Sad,
Really Gets Bad
Round.....Round.......Round....Mid.....night....