Missed the Saturday dance 
Heard they crowded the floor
Couldn't hear it withowt you 
Don't get around much anymore.
 
Thout I'd visit the club 
Got as far as the door
They'd have asked me about you 
Don't get around much anymore
 
Darling I guess my mind's more at ease
But nevertheless why stir up memorise
Been invited on dates
Might have gone but what for
Awf'lly diffrent without  you
Don't get around much anymore

Get in touch with that sun down fellow, as he tip toes a cross the sand.
He's got a million kinds of stardust, pick your faverite brand.
And dream when you're feel in blue,
Dream that's the thing to do.
Just watch the smoke rings rise in the air,
You'll find your share of memories there.
So dream when the day is thru,
Dream and they might come true,
Things never are as bad as they seem,
So dream dream dream.

The days of wine and roses
Laugh and run away like a child at play,
Through the meadowland toward a closing door,
A door marked "Nevermore", 
Tthat wasn't there before.
The lonly night discloses 
Just a passing breeze filled with memories
Of the golden smile that introduced me to
The days of wine and roses and you.