They’re writing songs of love
But not for me A lucky stars above
But not for me With love to lead the way
Ive found more clouds of gray
Than any russian play
Could guarantee
I was a fool to fall
And get that way
Hi ho! alas!
And also, lackaday!
Although I can’t dismiss
The memory of her kiss
I guess
Shes not for me It all began so well
But what an end
This is the time
A fellow needs a friend
When every happy plot
Ends with a the marriage knot
And there’s
No knot for me