DON'T LIKE GOODBYES

Truman Capote / Harold Arlen
© 1954, 1963, Harold Arlen & Truman Capote

Don't like goodbyes,
tears or sighs.

I'm not too good at leavin' time,
I got no taste for grievin' time,
no, no, not me.

You've been my near ones,
always my dear ones.

I never thought that I would find
another love, a diff'rent kind,
but it came to be.

Well, if you think I'm telling you lies,
go try your luck and look into his eyes.

But remember, you must remember he's mine,
and my world overhead has a clear new shine.

Don't want to leave you,
sorry to grieve you.

It's trav'lin' time and I must move on,
found the man to lean upon.

And if I could arrange it,
oh, would I care to change it?
Not me!

Don't wanna leave you,
sorry to grieve you.

It's trav'lin' time and I must move on,
found the man to lean upon.

And if I could arrange it,
oh, would I care to change it?
Not me!

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02-10-94, 11:15, R.S.

Soft Karaoke
Words
Melody
Violins 1
Violins 2
Violas
Cello
Contrabass
Solo Violin
Pizzicato Strings
Harp
Horns
Glockenspiel