Lyrics It Could Be - George Formby

Love's a most peculiar thing for an ordinary fellow like it me
It can me you feel sad, make you feel glad
There's nothing an impossibility

Now, you've heard of the prince of sweet Cinderella
She was his girlfriend and he was her fella'
They looked on the moon when the old moon was yella'
Could be you, could be me, could be we, it could be

Browning made love to Elizabeth Barrett
There's love in a mansion yes and there's love in a garret
You tie the thing up with the old eighteen caret
Could be you, could be me, could be we, it could be

I'll never believe you're as good as you look
There's seldom a rose without thorns
You're all that I need you can learn how to cook
So let's take the bull by the horns

Darby and Joan had no troubles whatever
They knew all the tricks about living together
So happy, contented for ever and ever
Could be you, could be me, could be we, it could be

Calmly the bride down the aisle is seen treading
The bridegroom is nervous and seceretly dreading
The music that Mendelssohn wrote for a wedding
Could be you, could be me, could be we it could be

Words of encouragement from the old pater
Who wants to be sure that not very later
There'll be a demand for a smart perambulator
Could be you, could be me, could be we it could be

I'll never rush back from work at the end of the day
Contented to be where you are
I'll never go out when you ask me to stay
I won't join the boys in the bar

Now let's be as one let's enjoy every minute
Happiness awaits round the corner let's win it
So lets not waste time let's begin to begin it
Could be you, could be me, could be we it could be