作曲：Charles Gates Dawes

Many a tear has to fall

But its all in the game

All in the wonderful game

That we know as love

You have words with him

And your futures looking dim

But these things your heart can rise above

Once in a while he won't call

But its all in the game

Soon hell be there at your side

With a sweet bouquet

And hell kiss your lips

And caress your waiting fingertips

And your heart will fly away

Once in a while he won't call

But its all in the game

Soon hell be there at your side

With a sweet bouquet

And hell kiss your lips

And caress your waiting fingertips

And your heart will fly away