These Foolish Things (Remind Me Of You)

Tony Bennett

Words by Holt Marvell

Music by Jack Strachey and Harry Link



This version did not chart but

In 1936, five versions did: Benny Goodman (# 1), Teddy Wilson with Billie Holiday (# 5), Nat

Brandywynne (# 6), Carroll Gibbons (# 8), and Joe Sanders (# 17)

Then in 1947 Red Ingles, who perfected his novelty vocals with Spike Jones, charted a

humorous version, "Them Durn Fool Things" at # 26.





A cigarette that bears a lipstick's traces

An airline ticket to romantic places

And still my heart has wings

These foolish things remind me of you



A tinkling piano in the next apartment

Those stumblin' words that told you what my heart meant

A fairground's faded swings

These foolish things remind me of you



You came, you saw, you conquered me

When you did that to me

I knew somehow that this had to be



The winds of March that make my heart a dancer

A telephone that rings but who's to answer?

Oh, how the ghost of you clings

These foolish things remind me of you



How strange, how sweet, to find you still

These things are dear to me

They seem to bring you near to me



The sigh of midnight trains in empty stations

Silk stockings thrown aside, dance invitations

Oh, how the ghost of you clings

These foolish things remind me of you



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Other Version



These Foolish Things

Benny Goodman

(Marvell/Strachey/Link)

(Brian Ferry, 1973)



oh will you never let me be

oh will you never set me free

the ties that bound us

are still around us

there's no escape that I can see

and still those little things remain

that bring me happiness or pain



a cigarette that bears a lipsticks traces

an airline ticket to romantic places

and still my heart has wings

these foolish things

remind me of you



a tinkling piano in the next apartment

those stumbling words that told you what my heart meant

a fairgrounds painted swings

these foolish things

remind me of you



you came

you saw

you conquered me

when you did that to me I somehow knew that this had to be



the winds of March that make my heart a dancer

a telephone that rings but who's to answer

oh how the ghost of you clings

these foolish things

remind me of you



gardenia perfume lingering on a pillow

wild strawberries only 7 francs a kilo

and still my heart has wings

these foolish things

remind me of you



I know

that this

was bound to be

these things have haunted me for you=B9ve entirely enchanted me



the sigh of midnight trains in empty stations

silk stockings thrown aside and sin-vitations

oh how the ghost of you clings

these foolish things

remind me of you



the smile of Garbo and the scent of roses

the waiters whistling as the last bar closes

the song that Crosby sings

these foolish things

remind me of you



how strange

how sweet

to find you still

these things are dear to me that seem to bring you so near to me



the scent of smoking leaves the wail of steamers

two lovers on the street who walk like dreamers

oh how the ghost of you clings

these foolish things

remind me of you

just you