Lyrics The Party's Over Now - Noël Coward
                                                The 
                                                party's 
                                                over 
                                                now, 
                                                the 
                                                dawn 
                                                is 
                                                drawing 
                                                very 
                                                nigh,
 
                                    
                                
                                                The 
                                                candles 
                                                gutter, 
                                                the 
                                                starlight 
                                                leaves 
                                                the 
                                                sky;
 
                                    
                                
                                                It's 
                                                time 
                                                for 
                                                little 
                                                boys 
                                                and 
                                                girls 
                                                to 
                                                hurry 
                                                home 
                                                to 
                                                bed,
 
                                    
                                
                                                For 
                                                there's 
                                                    a 
                                                new 
                                                day 
                                                waiting 
                                                just 
                                                ahead.
 
                                    
                                
                                                Life 
                                                is 
                                                sweet,
 
                                    
                                
                                                But 
                                                time 
                                                is 
                                                fleet
 
                                    
                                
                                                Beneath 
                                                the 
                                                magic 
                                                of 
                                                the 
                                                moon.
 
                                    
                                
                                                Dancing 
                                                time
 
                                    
                                
                                                May 
                                                seem 
                                                sublime,
 
                                    
                                
                                                But 
                                                it 
                                                ended 
                                                all 
                                                too 
                                                soon.
 
                                    
                                
                                                The 
                                                thrill 
                                                has 
                                                gone,
 
                                    
                                
                                                To 
                                                linger 
                                                on
 
                                    
                                
                                                Would 
                                                spoil 
                                                it 
                                                anyhow;
 
                                    
                                
                                                Let's 
                                                creep 
                                                away
 
                                    
                                
                                                >From 
                                                the 
                                                day,
 
                                    
                                
                                                For 
                                                the 
                                                party's 
                                                over 
                                                now.
 
                                    
                                
                                                Night 
                                                is 
                                                over, 
                                                dawn 
                                                is 
                                                breaking,
 
                                    
                                
                                                Everywhere 
                                                the 
                                                town 
                                                is 
                                                waking,
 
                                    
                                
                                                Just 
                                                as 
                                                we 
                                                are 
                                                on 
                                                our 
                                                way 
                                                to 
                                                sleep.
 
                                    
                                
                                                Lovers 
                                                meet 
                                                and 
                                                dance 
                                                    a 
                                                little,
 
                                    
                                
                                                Snatching 
                                                from 
                                                romance 
                                                    a 
                                                little
 
                                    
                                
                                                Souvenir 
                                                of 
                                                happiness 
                                                to 
                                                keep.
 
                                    
                                
                                                The 
                                                music 
                                                of 
                                                an 
                                                hour 
                                                ago
 
                                    
                                
                                                Was 
                                                just 
                                                    a 
                                                sort 
                                                of 
                                                "Let's 
                                                pretend!",
 
                                    
                                
                                                The 
                                                melodies 
                                                that 
                                                charmed 
                                                us 
                                                so
 
                                    
                                
                                                At 
                                                last 
                                                are 
                                                ended.
 
                                    
                                
                                                The 
                                                party's 
                                                over 
                                                now, 
                                                the 
                                                dawn 
                                                is 
                                                drawing 
                                                very 
                                                nigh,
 
                                    
                                
                                                The 
                                                candles 
                                                gutter, 
                                                the 
                                                starlight 
                                                leaves 
                                                the 
                                                sky;
 
                                    
                                
                                                It's 
                                                time 
                                                for 
                                                little 
                                                boys 
                                                and 
                                                girls 
                                                to 
                                                hurry 
                                                home 
                                                to 
                                                bed,
 
                                    
                                
                                                For 
                                                there's 
                                                    a 
                                                new 
                                                day 
                                                waiting 
                                                just 
                                                ahead.
 
                                    
                                
                                                Life 
                                                is 
                                                sweet,
 
                                    
                                
                                                But 
                                                time 
                                                is 
                                                fleet
 
                                    
                                
                                                Beneath 
                                                the 
                                                magic 
                                                of 
                                                the 
                                                moon.
 
                                    
                                
                                                Dancing 
                                                time
 
                                    
                                
                                                May 
                                                seem 
                                                sublime,
 
                                    
                                
                                                But 
                                                it 
                                                ended 
                                                all 
                                                too 
                                                soon.
 
                                    
                                
                                                The 
                                                thrill 
                                                has 
                                                gone,
 
                                    
                                
                                                To 
                                                linger 
                                                on
 
                                    
                                
                                                Would 
                                                spoil 
                                                it 
                                                anyhow;
 
                                    
                                
                                                Let's 
                                                creep 
                                                away
 
                                    
                                
                                                >From 
                                                the 
                                                day,
 
                                    
                                
                                                For 
                                                the 
                                                party's 
                                                over 
                                                now.
 
                                    
                                 
                            
                                Album
                                
Noël Coward in New York                                
                                
                            
                        1 I Like America
2 Louisa
3 Half-Caste Woman
4 I Went to a Marvelous Party
5 Time and Again
6 Why Must the Show Go On
7 New York Medley
8 What's Going to Happen to the Tots
9 Sail Away
10 Wait a Bit, Joe
11 20th Century Blues
12 I Wonder What Happened to Him (Indian Army Officer)
13 The Party's Over Now
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