There's a long goodbye,and it happens every day,when a passerbyinvites your eyeto come away.Even as you smile a quick helloyou let her go,you let the moment fly...Too late you turn your head,you know you've saidthe Long Goodbye.
That old black magic has me in its spell, That old black magic that you weave so well; Icy fingers up and down my spine, The same old witchcraft when… - Johnny Mercer
That old black magic has me in its spell, That old black magic that you weave so well; Icy fingers up and down my spine, The same old witchcraft when…
- Johnny Mercer
It takes more talent to write music, but it takes more courage to write lyrics. - Johnny Mercer
It takes more talent to write music, but it takes more courage to write lyrics.
Once upon a time the world was sweeter than we knew. Everything was ours; how happy we were then, but then once upon a time never comes again. - Johnny Mercer
Once upon a time the world was sweeter than we knew. Everything was ours; how happy we were then, but then once upon a time never comes again.
You got to ac-cent-tchu-ate the positiveE-lim-i-nate the negativeAnd latch on to the affirmative.Don't mess with mister inbetween. - Johnny Mercer
You got to ac-cent-tchu-ate the positiveE-lim-i-nate the negativeAnd latch on to the affirmative.Don't mess with mister inbetween.
Skylark,Have you seen a valley green with SpringWhere my heart can go a-journeying,Over the shadows in the rainTo a blossom covered lane?And in your … - Johnny Mercer
Skylark,Have you seen a valley green with SpringWhere my heart can go a-journeying,Over the shadows in the rainTo a blossom covered lane?And in your …
You must write for the waste basket. - Johnny Mercer
You must write for the waste basket.
Fools rush in, where wise men never go, But wise men never fall in love, so how are they to know? - Johnny Mercer
Fools rush in, where wise men never go, But wise men never fall in love, so how are they to know?
Things never are as bad as they seem. - Johnny Mercer
Things never are as bad as they seem.
The falling leaves drift by the window The autumn leaves of red and gold.... I see your lips, the summer kisses The sunburned hands, I used to hold S… - Johnny Mercer
The falling leaves drift by the window The autumn leaves of red and gold.... I see your lips, the summer kisses The sunburned hands, I used to hold S…
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