They''re writing songs of love,
But not for me
The lucky star''s above,
But not for me.
With love to lead the way,
I''ve found more skies of gray
Than any Russian play
Could guarantee.
I was a fool to fall
And get that way.
Heigh ho! Alas! And also, lackaday!
Although I can''t dismiss
The mem''ry of her kiss…
I guess she''s not for me.
It all began so well,
But what an end!
This is the time a fella needs a friend
When every happy plot
Ends with a the marriage knot
But there''s no knot for me.