(Written by George and Ira Gershwin, 1930)
Old man sunshine, listen you!
Never tell me dreams come true.
Just try it, and I'll start a riot!
Beatrice Fairfax don't you dare
Ever tell me he will care.
I'm certain it's the final curtain.
I never want to hear from any cheerful Pollyannas
Who tell you fate supplies a mate.
It's all bananas!
They're writing songs of love but not for me.
A lucky star's above but not for me.
With love to lead the way I've 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 lack-a-day.
Although I can't dismiss, the memory of his kiss.
I guess he's not for me.
Instrumental
I was a fool to fall and get that way.
Hi-ho.. alas... and also lack-a-day
Although I can't dismiss, the memory of his kiss
I guess he's not for me.
Old man sunshine, listen you!
Never tell me dreams come true.
Just try it, and I'll start a riot!
Beatrice Fairfax don't you dare
Ever tell me he will care.
I'm certain it's the final curtain.
I never want to hear from any cheerful Pollyannas
Who tell you fate supplies a mate.
It's all bananas!
They're writing songs of love but not for me.
A lucky star's above but not for me.
With love to lead the way I've 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 lack-a-day.
Although I can't dismiss, the memory of his kiss.
I guess he's not for me.
Instrumental
I was a fool to fall and get that way.
Hi-ho.. alas... and also lack-a-day
Although I can't dismiss, the memory of his kiss
I guess he's not for me.