Текст песни The Music Goes 'round And 'round

MUSIC, MAESTRO, PLEASE!
Tommy Dorsey
- words by Herb Magidson, music by Allie Wrubel
A table near the band
A small one
Some cigarettes, a drink
Yes, a tall one
And, waiter, I could use
A chaser for my blues
Tonight I mustn't think of her
Music, maestro, please!
Tonight
Tonight I must forget
How much I need her
So, Mister LeaderTommy Dorsey - The Music Goes 'round And 'round - http://ru.motolyrics.com/tommy-dorsey/the-music-goes-round-and-round-lyrics.html
Play your lilting melodies
Ragtime, jazztime, swing
Any old thing
To help me ease the pain
That solitude can bring
She used to like waltzes
So please don't play a waltz
She danced divinely
And I loved her so
But there I go
Tonight I mustn't think of her
No more memories
Swing out
Tonight I must forget
Music, maestro, please!