A Nightingale Sang In Berkeley Square – Nat King Cole
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That certain night, the night we met There was magic abroad in the air There were angels dining at the Ritz And a nightingale sang in Berkeley Square
I may be right, I may be wrong But I’m perfectly willing to swear That when you turned and smiled at me A nightingale sang in Berkeley Square
The moon that lingered over London town Poor puzzled moon, he wore a frown How could he know that we two were so in love? The whole darn world seemed upside down
The streets of town were paved with stars It was such a romantic affair And as we kissed and said goodnight A nightingale sang in Berkeley Square
When dawn came stealing up, all gold and blue To interrupt our rendez-vous I still remember how you smiled and said “Was that a dream or was it true?”
Our homeward step was just as light As the dancing of Fred Astaire And like an echo far away A nightingale sang in Berkeley Square