If the song of the songbird
Could replace my wrong word
Then my dear, that's the song I would borrow
& tonight you would hear
The saddest song of the year
& you'd be mine once again come tomorrow
If the song of the swallow
Could reveal my sorrow
Then my dear, he would sing just for you
& tonight you would hear
The saddest song of the year
& you'd be mine once again come tomorrow
Just tonight, while in flight
On your windowsill daylight
To tell you all of my tears
& tonight you would hear
The saddest song of the year
& you'd be mine once again come tomorrow
If the song of the swallow
Could reveal my sorrow
Then my dear, he would sing just for you
& tonight tonight you would hear
The saddest song, Oh, of the year
& you'd be mine once again come tomorrow
Oh, yes, tonight you would hear
The saddest song of the year
& you'd be mine once again come tomorrow
Sing, sing, sing, sing, sing, Mr. Songbird
Come on &sing just one, little swallow
& make her mine once again come tomorrow
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