Speranza
1932
never thought I'd fall
but when I hear you call
I'm getting sentimental over you
Things you say and do
just thrill me through and through
I'm getting sentimental over you.
I thought I was happy I could live without love,
now I must admit love is all I'm thinking of.
won't you please be kind
and just make up your mind
that you'll be sweet and gentle, be gentle with me
cause I'm getting sentimental over you.
Dorsey and his orchestra.
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