Come to me, my melancholy baby,
Cuddle up and don t be blue
All your fears are foolish fancy maybe
You know dear that I'm in love with you...
Ev'ry cloud must have a silver lining
Waiting till the sun shines through
Smile, my honey dear,
While I kiss away each tear,
Or else I shall be melancholy, too...!
Writer(s): Marc Shaiman, George Norton, Ernie Burnett
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