THAT CERTAIN NIGHT
THE NIGHT WE MET
THERE WAS MA
ABROAD IN THE AIR
THERE WERE ANGELS
DINING AT THE RITZ
AND A NIGHTINGALE SANG
IN BERKELEY SQUARE
I MAY BE RIGHT
I MAY BE WRONG
BUT I'M PERFETLY
WILLING TO SWEAR
THAT WHEN YOU TURNED
AND SMILED AT ME
A NIGHTINGALE SANG
IN BERKELEY SQUARE
THE MOON THAT LINGERED
OVER LONDON TOWN
POOR PUZZLED MOON
HE WORE A FROWN
HOW COULD HE KNOW
WE TWO WERE SO IN LOVE
THE WHOLE DARN WORLD
SEEMED UPSIDE DOWN
THE STREETS OF TOWN
WERE PAVED WITH STARS
IT WAS SUCH A
ROMANTIC AFFAIR
AND AS WE KISSED
AND SAID GOODNIGHT
A NIGHTINGALE SANG
IN BERKELEY SQUARE
WHEN DAWN
CAME STEALING UP
ALL GOLD AND BLUE
TO INTERRUPT
OUR RENDEZVOUS
I STILL REMEMBER
HOW YOU SMILED AND SAID
WAS THAT A DREAM
OR WAS IT TRUE
OUR HOMEWARD STEP
WAS JUST AS LIGHT
AS THE TAP-DANCING
FEET OF ASTAIRE
AND LIKE AN
EHO FAR AWAY
A NIGHTINGALE SANG
IN BERKELEY SQUARE
I KNOW
'CAUSE I WAS THERE
THAT NIGHT
IN BERKELEY SQUARE...