I won′t tell of my love
To the red, red rose
Or the running brook
Where the sweet magnolia grows
I won't tell of my love
To every little star
On the wipperwill
On the hill above
I′ll tell the man in the street
And everyone I meet
That you and I are sweethearts
I'll shout it out from the roof
I'll give the papers proof
That we two are complete hearts
I want the world to know
I′ll use the radio
And when I′ve said all I'll say
You may be old and gray
But you can′t get away from me
Writer(s): Lorenz Hart, Richard Rodgers Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
