paroles de chanson Get Out Of Town - Shirley Horn
The
farce
was
ended
The
curtains
drawn
And
I
at
least
pretended
That
love
was
dead
and
gone
But
now,
from
nowhere
You
come
to
me
as
before
To
take
my
heart
And
break
my
heart
once
more
Get
out
of
town
Before
it′s
too
late,
my
love
Get
out
of
town
Be
good
to
me
please!
Why
wish
me
harm?
Why
not
retire
to
a
farm
And
be
contented
to
charm
The
birds
off
the
trees?
Just
disappear
I
care
for
you
much
too
much
And
when
you
are
near
Close
to
me
dear
We
touch
too
much!
The
thrill
when
we
meet
Is
so
bitter-sweet
That,
darling,
it's
getting
me
down
So
on
your
mark
Get
set
Get
out
of
town!
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