Youd Be So Nice to Come Home To — текст песни (Frank Sinatra)





Writer(s): comden/green/styne





Verse:



Its not that youre fairer

Than a lot of girls just as pleasin

That I doff my hat

As a worshipper at your shrine

Its not that youre rarer

Than asparagus out of season

No, my darling, this is the reason

Why youve got to be mine



Chorus:



Youd be so nice to come to

Youd be so nice by the fire

While the breeze on high, sang a lullaby

Youd be all that I could desire



Under stars chilled by the winter

Under an august moon burning above

Youd be so nice

Youd be paradise, to come home to and love



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