歌詞

作詞：Ira Gershwin

作曲：George Gershwin

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; Heigh–ho! Alas! and also, Lackaday! Although I can’t dismiss the mem’ry of his kiss, I guess he’s not for me. He’s knocking on a door, but not for me. He’ll plan a two by four, but not for me. I know that love’s a game; I’m puzzled, just the same, Was I the moth or flame? I’m all at sea. It all began so well, but what an end! This is the time a feller needs a friend, When ev’ry happy plot ends with the marriage knot. But there’s no knot for me.