THE MAN IN A RAINCOAT

Marion Marlowe



Late in the evening, out on the square

A man in a raincoat, standing there.

We met by the lamp where the newsboy cried.

He stole my heart with his laughing eyes.

Mmmmm



He took me dancing, dancing 'til dawn.

No happier couple had ever been born.

I felt lke a queen and he was my king.

He borrowed some money to buy me a ring.

Mmmmm



But I'm still alone. Now the cards are all down.

He's taken my money and skipped out of town.

Now when I pass the place where we met,

I'm wondering if I could forgive and forget.

Mmmmm From: NancyRee@aol.com